"Mr. Yu, I have something urgent to attend to. I'll get back to you in a moment."
Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Yu Mobai grinned.
Old Ge is clearly just a pretty face; even if he's promoted, he probably won't achieve anything significant.
The fact that I just heard him yelling on the phone proves it.
But he also needed this useless manager.
You want sales targets? I'll give them to you!
The premise is that you're willing to bleed.
After hanging up the phone, Yu Mobai didn't return to the classroom.
He leaned against the back door, quietly observing the classroom, then patted his behind and went to Shengda.
The development progress of League of Legends has recently encountered some minor problems and has been greatly affected.
Yu Mobai didn't understand the technical aspects very well either. Zhao Yunfei said he could solve it, but it would only be needed when necessary, so he didn't ask any more questions.
Yu Xinran's art group, on the other hand, is making very rapid progress.
The main reason is that we recruited people recently, and the art team has expanded considerably.
Many of her students have joined in.
In addition to the more than sixty heroes drawn in Teamfight Tactics, more than thirty new characters have now been created and introduced.
The art team doesn't care about the technical development progress; each group has its own work to do anyway.
This time, Yu Mobai went to Shanda to inspect the finished products and also sent over a few new ideas.
To get to Yu Xinran's office, you have to pass by the girls' dormitory. Yu Mobai subconsciously glanced at the spot opposite the entrance of the girls' dormitory.
He then left gracefully.
Knocking on Yu Xinran's office door, Yu Mobai saw her wearing gold-rimmed glasses, her red lips warm and moist, her long legs crossed. The office was comfortably air-conditioned. Yu Mobai casually walked to the desk and sat down.
"Isn't this General Manager Yu? Here to inspect our work?"
Yu Xinran put down her paintbrush. "President Yu, you've been playing all summer and you still know to come back?"
"Ran-jie, what are you saying? I'm just commemorating a dead love."
Yu Mobai chuckled and picked up the original paintings from the table. "As expected of Sister Ran, the accuracy of the reproduction is top-notch."
"Did you bring something new?"
Yu Xinran parted her red lips slightly, "I really don't understand how such a scumbag like you could come up with such a wildly imaginative idea."
"What defines a scumbag? Intelligence and emotional intelligence are both indispensable."
Yu Mobai didn't waste any words, and the two began to talk.
An hour later, Yu Xinran's computer was filled with dense background information and character descriptions.
She stretched, revealing her slender figure to the fullest.
Noticing that Yu Mobai was staring at her, Yu Xinran smiled and withdrew her arm. "President Yu is indeed President Yu. You don't act like a college student at all. Normally, even if a college student wants to, he wouldn't dare to stare openly. He would always sneak a peek or take a quick look while scanning the room. How could you stare like that?"
"As you said yourself, I am now General Manager Yu."
Yu Mobai said in a serious tone, "As a boss, is it wrong to care about the health of your subordinates?"
"oh?"
Yu Xinran raised an eyebrow. "So what did you discover?"
"Based on my observation, you have a full figure, a slender waist, and a large pelvis, which makes you suitable for having a son."
Yu Mobai said with a grin, "When it comes to talking nonsense, I could talk for hours without repeating myself."
"You can see it so clearly."
Yu Xinran gently touched the gold-rimmed glasses, then stared at Yu Mobai with amusement. "What about Mu Shu and Dong Yike? How does my figure compare to theirs?"
"It's difficult to compare them."
Yu Mobai shook his head, "After all, we haven't touched it yet. Some areas are covered by clothing, so it's not very accurate to see them. Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes observation, listening, questioning, and palpation."
"Why don't you give it a try?"
Yu Xinran lifted her long legs onto the table.
"Forget it, I'm afraid your dad will try to kill me with money."
Yu Mobai smiled and shook his head.
"It's actually quite interesting talking to a scumbag like you as a boss."
Yu Xinran covered her mouth and laughed, "We've finished talking about work. Would you like to talk about your romantic experiences?"
"What emotional experiences do you have left?"
Yu Mobai waved his hand, "It's all just a mirage."
"Oh, I originally had another piece of news about wooden combs to tell you, but since you don't want to talk about it, then forget it."
Yu Xinran waved him away, saying, "If there's nothing else, go ahead."
"Um??"
Yu Mobai raised an eyebrow slightly, without even leaving his seat, "I suddenly want a cup of the hand-ground coffee you made, Sister Ran."
"Boss Yu is really hard to please."
Yu Xinran got up and walked to another table, where she began to get busy.
Soon, the aroma of coffee wafted through the office again.
"No sugar, no milk?"
"Add it, or I can't drink it."
"I thought you would continue to pretend."
Yu Xinran laughed, "Bitter coffee doesn't taste good, does it?"
"Sweet things suit me better, no matter what they are."
Yu Mobai shook his head and sighed.
"Tsk tsk."
Yu Xinran tied her loose hair into a ponytail before picking up her phone and showing it to Yu Mobai.
What is this?
There is a photo on the screen.
Application Form for Exchange Students of Shengjing University (2009-2010)
"The comb once filled out a form like this."
Yu Xinran said with a smile, "You know what that means."
Yu Mobai's eyes twitched slightly; the meaning of this form was self-evident.
Ji Mushu went to Beihe as a one-year exchange student; she didn't transfer to another campus directly.
She will come back after the one-year period is up.
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