If this frog turns its head or face away when it refuses, it means it's not far from being cooked.
Are you kidding me? Do you really think the title of "Master of Boiling Frogs" is just a joke?
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December 6th was the first day of the Hangzhou Comic Con, and also the day Chen Lu's company began internal trial operation of its second game.
Before dawn, Chen Lu arrived at the company entrance, yawning.
This was the earliest he had ever come since the company was founded.
"How can the boss get up this early? Is there no law anymore? Anyone who arrives later than me will have their wages docked!"
He pushed open the door, talking to himself, and looked around at the packed room. Chen Lu suddenly realized that he, the boss, was still the last one to arrive.
Even Lin Miaomiao was there, sitting in her seat, munching on potato chips.
He walked slowly to Lin Miaomiao's workstation and said, "Don't come to work."
Lin Miaomiao was startled, "I've been fired?"
That shouldn't be the case. She has always committed many evil deeds. Why would she be suddenly expelled today?
Terrorists' ways of self-reflection are so unique.
Chen Lu was speechless. "My wife is attending a comic convention today, and I can't free up any time for her. Could you go and accompany her?"
"How can she be your wife? I don't agree to this marriage!"
"Liang Zhirou and I are a match made in heaven. Who are you, an old monster, to object to us?"
Chen Lu, too lazy to argue, tapped the table twice with his fingers. "Paid leave, just tell me if you're going or not!"
"You should have said so earlier." Lin Miaomiao didn't even bother packing her things, stood up to leave, and said with a grin, "This makes me seem so presumptuous!"
"I've always thought you and Zhirou were a match made in heaven!"
After leaving behind a flattering remark, the art group leader smugly strode away.
Before the meeting started, Chen Lu and Jiang Chao sat in the office chatting.
Seeing the two founders of the company sitting there whispering to each other, Peng Leyun thought that it must be something very important and serious, so he didn't go in to say hello.
"Where's Lin Miaomiao? Why isn't she here for such an important meeting?" Jiang Chao asked curiously, recalling that he hadn't seen her this morning.
"Does it make any difference whether she's here or not?" Chen Lu said speechlessly, since he was just slacking off here anyway. "I sent her off to accompany Liang Zhirou to the comic convention."
Jiang Chao nudged Chen Lu's arm with his shoulder, "Hey, tell me, how far have you and my daughter-in-law gotten?"
"Kids shouldn't meddle in adults' business." Chen Lu was too lazy to bother with it. He was always the one who tricked others, and he would never let others take advantage of him like this.
Jiang Chao hissed, "You two have been staying in the same house for so long every day at noon, can't I even ask around?"
"I'm not in a hurry. I'll do it her way. Anyway, the latest I'll be certified to work is when I'll be able to."
"I admire you, you're a real man."
Jiang Chao gave a thumbs up, expressing his sincere admiration for his brother.
He then asked, "But I really don't understand, how can you resist such a beautiful girl sleeping next to you every day at noon? How the hell do you do it? Teach me, I need to learn too."
He was able to hold back because Liu Yan was a fifth-degree black belt, capable of easily defeating him. If she dared to lay a hand on him, she'd probably break all three of his legs and be relegated to being a body pillow. Chen Lu's situation was different.
It would be outrageous if Chen Lu could hold back.
"snort."
Under Jiang Chao's questioning gaze, Chen Lu chuckled and said disdainfully:
"I can now recite 'Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng' backwards!"
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