President Shen Always Top Up Money

Wu Fei hesitated back and forth between the five options-

1 and 2 seem to be more normal options, but because normal also seems to have some characteristics, it may not attract Johides to stay. Even if Joshides is actually walking god, and walking **** wants to open the back door for him, he has to follow the rules of the level and the basic identity of the person. If the option he chooses is too mediocre, I am afraid there is no way to open the back door.

Through observation of Wu Fei, he also found that his chosen identities are similar to himself. For example, the unidentified mermaid on the seabed, such as His Royal Highness Prince of the Iceberg, such as the cloudy lich in front... He may also know what he is like, fearing that an identity with a big difference from his character will collapse, so the identity he chooses is close to himself.

Wu Fei's eyes turned two circles between 345, and felt that 3 and 4 also lacked practical significance. For example, 4, after choosing this option, he must come up with real skills to help the lich relieve the pressure, I am afraid it will be considered successful . Instead, option 5-the meaning and direction are very clear, and what to experiment should be the most interesting thing for the lich.

After thinking clearly, Wu Fei no longer hesitated and directly chose 5.

"Not only an apprentice." He raised his head and said, "...If you accept me, I can still be your experiment, you can use me to do experiments."

Wu Fei thought to himself that if he was a god, he would definitely not do too much experiment on him.

The lich seemed to ponder for a moment. He put the wine glass in his hand on the crystal tray that he didn't know when to appear, gently rubbed the huge dark red gemstone ring on his left middle finger, and nodded: "Yes."

Then he stood up, walked in front of Wu Fei, took his hand hard, took off the ring on his hand and put it on the ring finger of Wu Fei's right hand, explaining: "When I need you, it will Lights up and brings you to me-no matter where you are, what you are doing."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the lounge. Wu Fei looked at his back, not knowing what the professor was going to do, but saw the ruby ​​ring suddenly illuminate-the dark red light engulfed him. The next second, he Has returned to his small bedroom.

In his email lies an updated letter from Prince Lan Ting. In the letter, His Royal Highness told him in cold tunes that the photos could not be shown to the designer at all. No matter what he had to do tomorrow, he would have to push it away, and he would take him to design the dress himself.

Sure enough, the next morning, the system did not give him a choice, but automatically connected to the plot of Prince Lan Ting. When Wu Fei woke up, he received a message from the Prince of Iceberg. There was only two words in the message: "Go downstairs."

The Rising Sun University covers a large area, so vehicles are allowed in the school, as long as you can register. Wu Fei hurried downstairs, and really saw a bright silver sports car parked in the parking space closest to his dormitory building.

The exterior of this car is too conspicuous. Special licenses are affixed to the license plate and the front window of the car. Students with a little understanding can tell it at a glance. This is the private car of Prince Lanting, but the prince rarely drives it in person. Out, most of the time to attend public places is to use officially equipped vehicles and drivers.

I don't know what His Highness Lan Ting is doing.

Wu Fei ran to the car and consciously pulled away the position of the first officer and sat in. Lan Ting was wearing a dark blue simplified version of a dress coat today, probably because of the need to drive in person, wearing white gloves on his hand. After seeing Wu Fei sitting in, he glanced down at him and said nothing. , And started the car straight away.

His Royal Highness did not take him to a certain store as Wu Fei imagined, but took him to a villa, where the waiters, designers, stylists, etc. were all on standby, Wu Fei arrived After that, they began to sample the piece of clothing for him to try.

In contrast, Shen Xing, dressed in the form of His Royal Highness Lan Ting, is leisurely. He sits on a comfortable sofa in the side hall with snacks and hot tea at hand. Every time Wu Fei changes a suit or a shape, he will He was pulled here by the stylist to look over His Royal Highness, and he just nodded or tapped the table of the coffee table without expression.

Wu Fei has no autonomy at all. In the end they picked out a dozen styles for him and three sets of dresses to wear at the ball. Lan Ting didn't try it, so he pointedly pointed at the three sets of dresses that he picked out coldly: "These three sets are for us to match, and they are worn at the ball."

It doesn't look like a happy dress at all. However, the staff present were obviously accustomed to his appearance, and all of them were written down by words.

Then point to the selected styles: "These styles are made according to his body shape, and then according to his shape design twenty clothes that can be worn this season."

Wu Fei, who is already exhausted and sitting on the sofa drinking tea in a small sip, is concentrating on professional issues-so, the biggest selling point of fashion in the game and those dress-up games is not to change clothes, but only to order Can you put on clothes in one click?

He took a sip of tea and heard what Lan Ting said over there, and suddenly got the cool point of this kind of galgame love game-probably when he was forced to buy high-end clothes by the overbearing Prince of Iceberg.

In fact, he still does not understand. For most audiences of this kind of love games, it is cool to be forced to own a bunch of beautiful clothes, but in fact, the cooler routine is still behind-just wearing the prince deliberately His custom-made, unique dress, wearing a unique piece of jewelry made a stunning appearance, held hands with the prince to attend the banquet, and then was proposed by the prince under the eyes...Unfortunately, Wu Fei has not yet realized the essence of it.

He was exhausted for a day, and when he was driven back to the dormitory by Lan Ting, he saw the reward-the iceberg prince was silent, and his favorability for him had risen to three stars.

Wu Fei bid farewell to the other party, secretly thinking, Lan Ting's line should be slowed down for a while, don't step into the ending directly after the dance. However, the dance was arranged half a month later, and now it seems that the time is too late.

Counting it down now, among the five people who were found to be suspected to be gods, the mermaid in the sea, the lich Johides and the crown prince Lan Ting all successfully landed on the line, and the development is relatively smooth. The only ones that have not been formally contacted are the mysterious Demon of the Murray Group and the Dragon Commander who has only been seen unilaterally through the video.

So in the next three days, apart from being forcibly recruited by Lich to be an experimental subject, Wu Fei went to the Murray Group to work honestly.

He once again met the demon lady who arranged for him to work, but found no clue to the demon who might be Shen Xing. The lady also specifically told him that he could bring the child to the company, and recommended to him that there is a baby shop near the company that can take care of the cubs of all ethnic groups. With the Murray Group ID card, he can also get a 50% discount. She said it would be much better for children.

Wu Fei had no choice but to accept his advice. He only accepted the advice as kindly as possible and sent Shen Fu back to the nursery every day. Anyway, for his son, his son was just a kitten doll. Going is not troublesome.

Until the morning of the fourth day, Wu Fei once again chose to go to work in the Murray Group. He saw that he was about to be late, holding Shen Fugui and hurried to the baby's place next to the company building. It happened to be a black car. Just before stopping at the door of the Murray Group building, a man opened the door and came out of the car.

Wu Fei couldn't dodge, and collided with each other, but subconsciously protected the kitten doll in his arms.

After the man was hit, he took a step back, slightly turned sideways, looked down, and saw the black eyes of Wu Fei's kitten cubs shrink slightly as a child.

Wu Fei also looked up at the other side—the man was very tall, his face was beautiful but his expression was somber and indifferent. He was wearing a black shirt and his suit jacket was put in his arms, and he seemed to be a successful person in society.

Wu Fei felt a familiar temperament from the other party-this look is much like when they used President Shen as their president.

In order to talk to each other, he specifically said: "Sorry, I hit you, I was too rash."

The man glanced at him, but did not respond, but walked straight into the company building.

Wu Fei made a slap, ignoring the other party. Instead, he kept the person and sent his wealth to the baby's office before walking back to the company building. I didn't expect to meet him in the elevator room like President Shen. Man.

"You work here?" the man asked.

"Yes." Wu Fei nodded and asked, "How about you?"

"I'm at the branch and I'm here for a meeting today," the man said.

At the same time, a pale gold information bar appeared on his side:

Name:? ? ?

Relationship: colleagues

Introduction: Department Director of Murray Group Branch.

Hide identity:? ? ?

Rarity: s

Favorability: ☆☆☆☆☆

Wu Fei was a little hesitant in his heart. He guessed that the demon identity of the walking **** should be that kind of powerful, such as the mysterious demon behind the Murray group. But in front of this person like President Shen is just an ordinary middle-level manager of a branch company. Although in reality, a person who can be so young to achieve middle-level management of a large group should also be very capable, but he is a **** with him. The consistent identity and record ratio is not enough to watch...

He should be an attackable object, but will he be a god?

At this moment, the man said: "...that was your son just now? How did you bring the child to work?"

At the same time, three glass plate options also appeared in front of Wu Fei:

1. To be honest: it is my son, but I don’t know who his father is, so I can only take him;

2. Lie: his father is busy and not suitable for taking him, so give it to me;

3. Lie: Because he is an illegitimate child, his father's special status is inconvenient to recognize him, so only I take him.