Perhaps it was because I had never slept in such a soft big bed. When Wang Xiaofeng woke up with his eyes open, he felt soreness in his back and numbness in his shoulders, and his body always felt a deep feeling of fatigue.

The mechanical watch on his wrist was frozen at 8:00 in the evening. After sleeping all day, I could afford Xiao Su Yao's evaluation of his sleeping god.

After doing a few stretching exercises, the room gradually became brighter, and the soft light gradually increased brightness. I slightly tidied up my clothes and hats, and after confirming that there was nothing missing, Wang Xiaofeng cleared his throat and stood in front of the room to prepare to go out.

Four figures sat on the soft sofa in the living room. The position of the TV in front of the sofa was replaced by a huge three-dimensional projection screen. The projection was densely divided into dozens of squares, and the images of dozens of men and women were thrown into it.

The avatars of Hu Biao and the other two were squeezed into a square in the bottom right corner, playing poker in nothing.

Dana and Yiren both dressed in professional OL, with two stunning sensations in seriousness. In the eyes of those male compatriots who want to see but dare not look directly at them, these are the two goddesses, exuding an unhealthy charm.

Nangong Xuanxuan dressed in a white dress as if she was in midsummer white lotus, revealing a little feminine beauty. She sat there seriously, automatically ignoring the noises of big and small coming from the speakers, and her eyes were turned on the screen of the mobile phone on her knees.

"Ha!" "What's wrong?" Su Yao next to him put his little head over, glanced at her knees, and smiled, "Ah, Brother Sleeping God has gotten up!"

"Hmm!" Dana cleared her throat and glared at the two restless people. Su Yao sat back on her original position with a red face, sat upright and looked at the screen, and continued to listen to a big sister inside talking loudly. However, Nangong Xuan spitted out her tongue, raised her fingers slightly, and pointed to the door next to the living room.

The door of the room opened without any sound. It would be great if it was used to pretend to be a ghost in the middle of the night.

As soon as I left the room, I felt four eyes pouring on the slightly handsome face; Wang Xiaofeng suddenly sighed, "I am still so looking forward to me."

"Shh!" Xiao Su Yao made a silence, then pointed to the big screen with a faint fluorescent light and covered with people's heads. Wang Xiaofeng suddenly realized that this was the big group holding a meeting. Go back to the room and sleep? A good idea.

"Xiaofeng, come and sit here." Dana found Wang Xiaofeng's figure at the right time. Her gentle smile and intoxicating dimples made someone have to bow his head and walk over. When she walked over, she was embarrassed to find that the four people were sitting on the only four sofas. Who would they squeeze with? Wearing a big beauty? Uh, it's too focused.

"Please...Brother Xiaofeng, here!" Xiao Su Yao was understanding and squeezed to Nangong Xuan and called Wang Xiaofeng the little hand of the goddess of luck. A security guard was very relieved and walked, but suddenly felt that the quietness in the living room was terrible.

Today's three-dimensional imaging technology is simply outrageous. Wang Xiaofeng, who has long forgotten what it feels like to be watched by dozens of people, feels a little uncomfortable. Sitting on the soft sofa and smelling a little fresh fragrance, his nervous little heart is slightly comforted.

"Well," Dai Damei successfully transferred the attraction from the man who suddenly appeared. Wang Xiaofeng glanced at her and caught two fleeting blushings. "Let me introduce you to you that this is a game consulting expert I hired by high salaries, and is also responsible for my private security work."

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of murderous auras suddenly passed through light and shadow on the screen. Wang Xiaofeng was shocked and straightened his back. The eyes of the male compatriots on the screen were stripping him naked... Game consulting expert? What a high title!

"Where did you say just now? Keep going."

A middle-aged man with extraordinary talent raised his hand to speak, and his avatar was also turned to the middle of the screen. He heard the magnetic voice and pondered: "Mr. Dai, our disadvantages have not been solved for so long. I am afraid that the development of the guild itself will be seriously restricted in the apocalypse. I am worried that it will affect our next development plan in the apocalypse."

Dana looked thoughtful, stroked her forehead with her hands, and remained silent. The slender fingers of the ice beauty Qiao Yiren hit the microphone in her hand, as if she was looking at something.

Nangong Xuan and Su Yao seemed to be two good babies, one big and one small. The latter grimaced Wang Xiaofeng, and the former rolled his eyes to Wang Xiaofeng. So someone could only give him a sinister smile, which made Nangong Xuan pout, making her beautiful others.

"Hmm?" The beautiful boss glanced at Wang Xiaofeng and asked, "Xiaofeng, what do you think?"

"Ah?" "Don't worry, just say it," Dana's beautiful forehead was filled with fatigue, which made someone's carelessness tugged a few times.

"Cough," Wang Xiaofeng cleared his throat, took out his extraordinary energy when he was the leader of the studio, and said in a deep voice: "Guihui...what, what's the disadvantage?"

At that moment, you could clearly hear the sound of glass breaking on the ground. The dignified beautiful boss was knocked down by Wang Xiaofeng's fearless demeanor, and the two blushings on his pretty face that had not yet left for a long time were intoxicating.

Qiao Yi said in a cold voice without raising her head: "Our guild was founded in the early period of the Era. Now it has more than 300,000 registered members. The biggest disadvantage is that the top combat power is insufficient, and there is a clear gap between the strength of the elite team and those old guilds."

This is a big problem! Wang Xiaofeng nodded. The elite group lacks strength. Isn’t that a new map, the progress of dungeon landing is lagging, and the source of high-end equipment is tight, which will definitely greatly affect the strength of the guild itself.

If a guild does not have the support of an elite team, no matter how many people are registered and how strong the operating funds are, it will not be able to become a truly popular congress.

"So," Wang Xiaofeng said without hesitation, "Will you just acquire some powerful studios?"

Dana sighed, "It's just that these studios either ask for too high prices or a group of guys with false reputations, and they have no suitable acquisition target at all."

"If the acquisition fails, use the method of joining the United Nations," Wang Xiaofeng Mou made every effort to come up with another plan. "You can hire some high-end game players by contract and use the method of joining the United Nations in the form of task billing."

"The idea is good," Qiao Yiren still didn't even look at him, "but there is still no suitable partner. At present, the studio with strength is completely supported by major guilds. If we want to poach, in addition to paying a considerable economic price, we may also face the revenge of the other guild."

Wang Xiaofeng curled his lips, shrugged, and signaled that he had finished his life.

A little disappointment appeared in Dana's eyes, but Wang Xiaofeng was hit hard by this look and suddenly felt a sense of depression.

"Actually," Wang Xiaofeng took a light breath and glanced at everyone on the screen. "I know that there are two game studios with good strength, but their reputation may not be too great."

"Huh?" Qiao Yiren was finally willing to look at me, which immediately made a security guard have a tendency to feel vanity and happiness. "Which two families?" "Canglang, Yu Zhan."

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of gazes containing various complex emotions were showing collective attention to a man sitting upright. Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel worried - these two studios are good, can I not know what has been done in the past two years?

Even the pure and kind little loli couldn't hide the deep contempt in her eyes...

"Brother Xiaofeng," Xiao Su Yao leaned over with a low voice, "Canglang and Yu Zhan are both ranked among the top five in the top ten studios, so don't be too famous! Stop talking!"

Wang Xiaofeng was immediately embarrassed. Those fools could have made such a name? Top 10 studios? When did this ranking be? His era seemed to have only the title of the number one studio... Alas, it seems that he is really old. The world is changing with each passing day. New people in the area have replaced old people, and the Yangtze River is pushing the previous waves...

"Forget it, it's okay," said Boss Dana's silly voice, which made me feel heartbroken. "Today's meeting is here, I will find a way to get out of the elite group affairs."

The screen disappeared out of thin air, and the boss leaned back on the soft sofa and rubbed his eyebrows. However, Nangong Xuan's little girl ran over and kicked Wang Xiaofeng, "Stinky guy, pretending to understand if you don't know, let everyone follow you and show their shame!"

Wang Xiaofeng suddenly felt a sharp pain in his calf bones, and he couldn't help but glar at the pissing little pepper.

"Actually," Qiao Yiren put the microphone in his hand aside, "Yu Zhan and Canglang have always been just pure studios and have no cooperative guilds. If we can fight for them, we will definitely be able to occupy a place in the apocalypse."

"It's not easy," Dana smiled bitterly, "These two studios have always been mysterious. Needless to mention the actual information of the studio members, even the game IDs are hidden. I really don't know what they are afraid of."

"A group of turtles shrank," Nangong Xuan stared at Wang Xiaofeng with some anger. Wang Xiaofeng could only sit with his neck tightened and did not dare to speak. A door on one side slowly opened, and Hu Biao and the other three came out in a row. Hu Wei's loud voice was already shouting, "I think they must be a group of guys with false reputations. They dare not see people when they hide, for fear of being exposed."

"They should have been affected by an incident that occurred when the doomsday was closed two years ago," Qiao Yiren's words were both serious, but they hit the heart of the listener. Nangong Xuan was confused and asked curiously, "Two years ago, I was still studying, what incident?"

"Yilan Studio Disintegration Incident." The answer was Sun Yue, who was not loud, but it made a person feel in a daze for a moment.

Wang Xiaofeng didn't hear the following words clearly because his mind had a few breaths. He was confused and had appeared in the room for some reason, leaning against the door, and memories rushed to his heart... It turned out that he thought he had forgotten it, but he had never thought that he was just covered by the lies he had woven with time...

The tip of his nose was sour, and some liquid that was drawn out. Once again, he tasted the astringency of memories and the bitterness of astringency. He leaned against the door, squatted there, looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room, looking at the distant starry sky, a song of loneliness filled.

Outside the door, three men and three women stood there looking at each other.

"Is he?" The charming look at Dana with a sad face. The latter sighed slightly and shook his head and said, "No."...

At some point, Wang Xiaofeng slowly swam from the gully of memories, got up with his legs and feet numb, and could only pounce on the big bed. He sighed, picked up his cell phone, and sent a message to his mother to ensure safety. Then he felt a burst of sleepiness surged into his heart.

Sure enough, a generation of sleeping gods.

It was late at night, and Qiao Yiren stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the stars that could not be seen in the city at night, wearing a light blue nightgown with three or two lotus flowers, and a secluded orchid in the valley. Dana sat on the rattan chair next to her in plain white pajamas, holding a thick book, and a hint of melancholy brewing in the quiet.

It seems that Wang Xiaofeng, the security guard, is treated in a single room.

"Is he, he?" "I don't know, don't ask me." Dana's lips curled a little helplessness, "I can't find any of his shadow back then."

Qiao Yiren's mouth twitched slightly, as if she was laughing. Her fingers were fiddling with a strand of hair on her shoulders, and her eyes were filled with leisure, "People will change, like you, like me."

"Forget it, I don't want this," Dana took a deep breath. The environment around the villa was very quiet and clean. "Even if he came, I guess it wouldn't help us too much. The guild is not a studio, nor can it be brought up by a master."

"But without a master's guild, it cannot become a first-class guild."

"It's a first-class guild. Those shareholders are just thinking about how to make money. Who cares about the life and death of the guild itself?" Dana said helplessly, stretched her elegant waist and walked towards the warm big bed. "Anyway, I don't know how long I can last. If it really doesn't work, I throw the president away and play my own game happily."
Chapter completed!