After Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong told the matter, there was a third person in the office who was thinking hard with his chin.

"Xiao Dai and the others are all going out with you, Minister," Zhu Mengtian said inexplicably. "If there is any special situation, they should be aware of it. However, it is normal for them to come to work today. Minister, are you sure there was no accident last night?"

Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong shook their heads at the same time.

Zhu Mengtian asked again: "Then you just had a hot pot last night? Is that restaurant okay?"

Lin Yingkong said: "It is impossible for someone to try to deal with the temporary store in advance. It is open to ordinary humans, and there is no problem with the ingredients."

Zhu Mengtian had no choice but to ask: "What about after eating hot pot?"

Lin Yingkong said: "I'm going home."

Zhu Mengtian subconsciously said: "After returning home..."

Feng Rong coughed awkwardly,

Lin Yingkong said without changing his expression: "I'll go to bed."

Zhu Meng Tian said casually, "Verb or noun?"

Feng Rong: "..."

Lin Yingkong gave Zhu Mengtian a threatening look.

Zhu Mengtian silently put a zipper on his mouth.

Lin Yingkong took a pillow and placed it on the table, putting the seal in his palm on it, so that he could sit comfortably. "Although he doesn't feel malicious, he is still worried if he doesn't find out. You can check it privately and don't disturb too many people."

Zhu Mengtian nodded, "Okay."

Lin Yingkong, who lost after winning, waved his hand to him, "Go out quickly, just say that the minister has a cold and it is not convenient to meet people. He asked them to send all the documents and letters to me and Vonya's offices, and tell us directly if you have any questions."

Zhu Mengtian looked reluctantly at the little minister sitting cross-legged on the pillow and said eagerly: "Let me hug you...just just!"

Lin Yingkong's answer was - smiled at him.

Unfortunately, no matter how beautiful Lin Yingkong smiled, it was a death talisman. Zhu Mengtian was so scared that his hair stood up and immediately grabbed the door and ran away. Before leaving, he did not forget to look at the direction where Feng Rong was in a desperate situation, and wished he could take the mini minister away with his eyes.

Feng Rong's heart was filled with all kinds of "..." from beginning to end.

He didn't understand. As soon as he appeared, he was a bloody sword and a sword. Everyone was in a bad situation when they saw him. Even Lin Yingkong occasionally paid attention to his cold face. Why did he become smaller now and his fear disappeared?

——Well, I believe the minister doesn’t know much about the words “contrast cuteness”.

Lin Yingkong went out to find people from the magic research team to come and see Feng Rong's situation, and Feng Rong stayed in the office to handle the emergency documents.

Although he became smaller, his ability had no effect. He waved his hand and put up the documents, flipped the pages one by one. After reading them, he used his spiritual power to control the pen to sign at the end of the document, and then the document automatically flew to where it should be. Feng Rong occasionally replied to the email from the air. His work efficiency was similar to usual, and finally reduced some of his resentment.

The office door was suddenly knocked, and Vonia's voice sounded: "Minister, I'm in."

As one of the assistants, Feng Rong's situation cannot be hidden from Vonia, so Lin Yingkong had explained to her before he went out, so Vonia came over to deliver the documents now.

Feng Rongdao: "Please come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, Vonia couldn't wait to push the door and rushed over with a pile of documents high, looking at the small minister who could use A4 to circle circles, especially among the various documents flying all over the sky, Feng Rong looked even more "weak and helpless".

Vonia was so cute that she wanted to give all the work on Feng Rong's behalf. After putting down the documents, she came to Feng Rong. The always-fascinated female Tyrannosaurus Rex actually said softly: "Minister, are you thirsty? Are you hungry? Can I bring you some snacks? Can I give you that milk ball?"

Imagine the minister holding a sandwich candy ball and gnawing... Ahhhh, I can't bear the bird's nose bleeding is coming out!

Feng Rong was a little furrowed by Vonia's fanatical eyes, "...No need, I'm not thirsty, hungry, and I don't want to eat."

Vonia showed a regretful expression, "Does that minister need me to help?"

Feng Rong pointed to the pile of documents opposite, "The processing materials should be left out and distributed to various departments. All meetings and interviews that require me to come forward have been pushed forward. If you can't, arrange a telephone conference, contact She Xun, and ask if he and the God are still in Huanfeng's place where they are recovering from the injury these days. If there is no arrangement, go back to the headquarters."

Vonia wrote down one by one, "Okay, I understand."

Feng Rong nodded, "Go."

But Vonia didn't move, but secretly stretched out a hand, as if she was waiting for her cat's majesty to give her a claw and could be happy. "Minister, come and sit on my palm, just three seconds! Three seconds!"

Feng Rong: "..."

Feng Zhuang could no longer bear the power of spiritual power slap Vonia out.

It's really enough. He still needs to turn himself back as soon as possible, otherwise the majesty of this minister will not be preserved!!

Lin Yingkong quickly invited two members of the magic research group to come over. They were proficient in curses, pranks, transformations and other related types of spells.

These two team members are very professional. As soon as they entered the office, they saw the little minister, and were surprised, and immediately entered the state. They asked Feng Rong about various details about the beginning and ended up with smaller size. They also took out special detection instruments to check for him.

In the end, they concluded that there was no conclusion.

One of the members of the magic research team said: "This should not be a curse or deformation spell. There are no relevant signs of casting. Judging from the frequency of spiritual power fluctuations, it is more like a blessing spell."

Lin Yingkong was a little surprised, "What blessing can bless people to become smaller?"

This is not only cute but also has no other benefits?!

Feng Rong couldn't help but nodded - in fact, he felt that he had encountered a prank, but there were really not many creatures who could play pranks on him.

Another team member thought for a while and said, "It is also possible that the spell effect has been distorted. With the strength of Minister Darkness, your spell power must be no less than a certain threshold. But if you do not reject this power, it is not impossible for you to be affected by small fights. It is just that because the opponent's power is not very strong, you have not noticed any trace."

Feng Rong pondered, "What do you mean..."

The team member asked: "Minister of the Darkness, have you ever touched anything recently, such as worshiping God and making wishes."

In the supernatural world, seeking Buddha and worshiping gods is a more cautious thing, because they believe that there are gods who are three feet tall, and these gods are high-level creatures. Unless they have some beliefs, in order not to collide with each other, they will minimize contact and do not easily seek God’s work.

Feng Rong shook his head, "I rarely set foot in such places."

With Feng Rong's status in the supernatural world, except for a few top-level bosses, there are basically not many people who can make him bow to him. If he really enters other people's territory, he might even scare the other party out to greet him, so Feng Rong rarely does such things that disturb people's practice.

However, when it comes to making a wish, Feng Rong remembered something: "I have been to a wishing pool in the demon world and hung a sign on it. Does this count?"

When the two team members heard this, they discussed in a low voice, and then one of them said, "Minister An, did you not use any spiritual power at that time?"

Feng Rong nodded, "I don't think it can do anything, it's just a sign of my feelings... But the wish I made has nothing to do with me, unless it's a backlash, I can't think of the connection between these two things."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yingkong glanced at him, but said nothing.

Another team member said thoughtfully: "It's not like a backlash... Minister Darkness, if you don't use spiritual power and the wishing pool doesn't open your spiritual wisdom, then it's a mechanical work. Maybe at that time it agreed that your wishing is to need help, not a high-level creature that it can't help, so this wish is indirectly projected on you... The wish has nothing to do with you, but it is also related, right?"

Feng Rong nodded.

The team member said: "The indirect wish to be realized, coupled with your own strong strength, the power of the wish pool has been weakened in you, so the wish to be realized has become a bit inappropriate - of course, this is just our guess. Whether it is related to the wish pool, we have to check it again."

Feng Rong's expression was a little strange, "If the wish is really fulfilled, even if the way to achieve it is inappropriate, the purpose is the same as my wish. Is this what it means?"

The two team members nodded at the same time, without asking what wish Feng Rong had made.

A team member also made an analogy: "It's like Minister of the Imperial Palace that you want a fruit forest. If the wishing pool is not strong enough, it may become a pack of seeds. If you want the weather to be bad tomorrow and don't have to go to work, the wishing pool will cause you to catch a cold suddenly and you won't have to go to work indirectly. Although the implementation is strange, it is also helping you indirectly."

Feng Rong seemed to have touched something, and couldn't help but look up at Lin Yingkong.

Lin Yingkong was also staring at him, and the two looked at each other silently, without saying a word for a while.

When the members of the two magic research groups left, Lin Yingkong took them to the elevator entrance and returned to the office. He saw Feng Rong sitting there in a daze, not even handling the documents.

Lin Yingkong walked over, held him up, and kissed him carefully on the cheek, "I'll ask someone to check that wishing pool? If it's a blessing technique, then don't worry too much. At least it won't harm your body. It's only a matter of time to solve it."

Feng Rong shook her head, "I'm not worried about this."

Lin Yingkong touched his hair with his fingertips, and his strength was very light, as if he was afraid of breaking him. "Then what are you thinking?"

Feng Rong raised her head, "You... have been laughing all the time today."

Lin Yingkong was slightly stunned.
Chapter completed!