C6 Where to Go

Jiang Wu was shocked. She pressed the "Close the door" button continuously, praying for the Bodhisattva to bless her in her heart.

Ye Zichen watched the elevator door close and shrink, completely separating Jin Zuo, who pounced towards him, from the outside of the elevator.

When she reached the 18th floor, she rushed back to her room, opened the door and locked it. She listened to her drumming ears and felt her mouth go dry.

Both sides of the story.

Jin Zuo knocked on the elevator door. He seemed to have lost his composure. He pressed the button for the elevator next door and paced restlessly.

"CEO, CEO, what's wrong with you?"

Fatty Liu was carefully waiting on him from the side. Seeing his abnormal behavior, it was unknown where he was off to the side, causing him to become angry. He felt like he had eaten shit in his heart.

"Who was that woman?"

Jin Zuo took off his tie, loosened the collar button, and took off the outside of his suit. Then, he casually threw it into the assistant's hands.

"Woman? Where's the woman? "

Fatty Liu looked confused. Was there anyone else in the elevator just now? What the hell in the middle of the day?

Jin Zuo raised his head and looked at the floor where the elevator finally stopped — it was the 18th floor.

He knew that the company's signed anchors were arranged to live on the 18th floor.

"When is the live broadcast in the afternoon?"

He turned around and walked back to the CEO's office. After recognizing the pupil of the lock, he automatically opened the door. The lights inside were still on and the air conditioner was still warm.

Jin Zuo sat on the sofa and pressed the remote control. The huge LCD screen slowly moved down from the wall and covered the entire wall.

He called up all the live broadcast windows on the platform and browsed through them one by one.

"1 o'clock, 1 o'clock in the afternoon, a batch of them will be broadcast live." Fatty Liu said as he wiped his sweat.

Jin Zuo left the remote control in his hand and sank his back into the soft sofa.

He coldly stared at the screen, waiting to catch the little prey he wanted.

"When I find you, you'll be dead!"

Jiang Wu took a cold shower. Looking at the bruises and kisses all over her body, and even the roots of her neck, she sighed helplessly.

He had already applied for leave for a few days. There was no way he could escape today's live broadcast.

She changed into a high-collared European shirt, combed her hair into a fresh bun, applied a isolation powder base, and without even brushing her eyelashes, turned on the computer and logged into the live broadcast software.

Unlike other netizens, she was using a live broadcast game interface. Her character was like a small box in the lower right corner, so it didn't matter if she wore makeup or not.

Looking at the number of people online, she seemed to be used to it. She acted like nothing had happened and just thought she was playing a game.

Having completed the quest requested by the system, she was now at the level of a professional. She did not doubt the magic of the system.

When she first came into contact with the Alliance game, she was just a weak rookie.

Her first mission was to enter the "ambiguous" online broadcast. After that, she had reached the level of a Gold-rank.

She had more time to react, to think about the order in which she would cast her skills, and the automatic data analysis that would appear in her head made her position, her awareness, and the amount of time she took to calculate her skills, slowly becoming stronger.

At this moment, she couldn't wait to give it a try!

She wanted to see just how she would perform after becoming a pro.

When she chose the hero waiting time, she saw that there were already 80 people online in the room, including one of her loyal fans, Bird Beast.

"You beast, why have you come today? Didn't you say that you were busy with closed door cultivation?"

She took up her microphone and greeted the beasts.

"You've asked for leave for so many days, I'm worried. I'm relieved to see you do a live broadcast today."

After sending the message, the beast gave Jiang Wu a "glass of red wine", which cost 100 yuan, only 50 yuan after the fifty-fifty account went to Jiang Wu.

"Tsk, thank you for your tips, but you should save it for your wife."

Ignoring her image, Jiang Wu stretched her back. She accidentally caused the camera on the computer to go crooked, so she didn't realize it herself.

When the screen switched to the game interface, she focused on playing the game.

To focus, she turned off the screen.

It was precisely because of her lack of verbal interaction that she was so unpopular — how many fans could she leave behind just to let others watch the game? How much popularity did he have?

Other than a few hardcore fans, Jiang Wu's online audience were mostly passersby.

Among the hardcore fans, he was the top scholar for Jiang Wu's fan rankings and also the one who spent the most money for Jiang Wu.

She had hired him a long time ago to manage the live broadcast room.

If there was anyone causing trouble, he would deal with it a little humanly, but even if they complained, she wouldn't be able to see anything in the game.