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Luo Yu had a dream in his deep sleep.

He stood at the IT Elite Summit and delivered a speech, impassionedly talking about China's chip industry officially occupying 50% of the global share, and he is fighting against WR and AMD.

There was cheers in the audience. Ren Yao was a fan girl in the audience, trumpeting his hands and screaming for him.

As soon as the screen turned, Luo Yu came to the gaming industry summit to give a speech. He announced that the online players of "Premium" exceeded 300 million, which officially became an unattainable monument in the history of China's online games, and also proved to the world the China game industry. The strength.

There was cheers in the audience. Ren Yao was a fan in the audience, looking at him excitedly, as if he was proud of him.

Luo Yu felt a little moist in his eyes, but for some reason the picture changed again.

This time he came to the press conference and officially announced that China's self-developed computer operation has been successfully developed, and its performance is not inferior to Windows in all aspects.

There was cheers from the audience, Ren Yao tears into her eyes as a fan girl in the audience, Drizzle Lihua almost cried and passed out.

Ok...

Half-dreaming and half-waking up, suddenly something thunderous came in his mind-you are thinking of fart!

Uh?How is Mr. Ren's voice.

I was dreaming, I was dreaming... Luo Yu told himself so, but quietly opened half of his eyes.

The familiar sight of the mansion came into view.

On the dining table were the duck bones and empty wine bottles that he and Zhang Xiaojian had just eaten, and beside the table were a pair of beautiful white legs with Erlang's legs upturned.

Recognizing legs and people... Luo Yu instantly recognized that this was Ren Yao's leg, and then decisively chose to continue to pretend to sleep and continue to look at the leg.

Ren Yao's legs are indeed good-looking, wearing white slippers, slender and straight, especially in this posture, slightly curved to highlight some soft beauty.

Zhang Xiaojian sat opposite him, looked at the uninvited guest who came here ten minutes ago, rolled his eyes and said, "Mr. Ren, help."

Luo Yu's thoughts were exposed as early as the ball.

Knowing this, Zhang Xiaojian didn't expect to persuade Luo Yu through Ren Yao, but Ren Yao just happened to come to say hello when he knew that he had come back, so he ran into the wine game that had just ended.

And the wine bureau...has a fatal attraction to Ren Yao, so he sat down and replaced the beer with red.

Zhang Xiaojian naturally mentioned a few items that he had talked to Mr. Luo before. Ren Yao almost couldn't drink it after hearing the wine. Not only did he say that you want to eat anymore, he also shook his hand quickly: "I can't help with this. I don’t understand IT, if I say it to you, I’ll make a fuss later."

Zhang Xiaojian: "..." It seems that President Ren can't make a breakthrough.

So he picked up a peanut, thinking why Ye Mozhu hadn't come back, chewing and looking in the direction of the front door.

The sofa Luo Yu was lying on was on the side, so... Zhang Xiaojian looked at the front door, but he didn't see the person he wanted to see, but saw a small gap in Luo Yu's left eye.

There is a little light in this small gap, and the single sofa where Ren Yao sits diagonally opposite.

Zhang Xiaojian looked at Ren Yao, who had raised Erlang's legs, and then looked back at Luo Yu, who was asleep, and found that the light had disappeared, so he closed his eyes completely. It was confirmed that he must have been awake just now.

So Zhang Xiaojian coughed: "Ren, what do you think of Luo?"

Ren Yao has endured the wind and rain for a long time, no matter whether he is in his heart or not, naturally he will not be as flustered as a little girl. She said: "It is not good to speak behind people."

Zhang Xiaojian pointed at Luo Yu who was lying down: "Aren't people here? Behind it."

Ren Yao: "..., what do you ask?"

With his eyes closed, Luo Yuxin, whose head is so clear now, secretly sighed that Xiaojian was a good question, and he wanted to know.

Zhang Xiaojian said at this time: "Of course it's work. Is it to ask you when?"

Ren Yao smiled and said generously, "What's so good, how old you are."

Luo Yu now doesn't know why the accompaniment of "Cool" sounded in his ear... He wanted to turn over, but was afraid that it would disturb the conversation between the two.

Zhang Xiaojian Yu Guang glanced at Luo Yu, without guessing his current mood, took a sip of red wine leisurely.

Ren Yao added: "In terms of work, we are not colleagues, but Luo Yu does love his industry very much, but sometimes his love will affect subjective judgments. As a controller of the overall situation, it is still necessary to weigh the pros and cons with the interests. better."

Zhang Xiaojian frowned and realized that the matter was not simple. From this sentence, he could hear that Ren Yao should have been concerned about Luo Yu's "Xiuxian" project these days after the failure, and this was why he said something similar with emotion.

Just right, hit the snake with the stick...

Zhang Xiaojian coughed: "That said, Ren is always not optimistic. Have I invested in letting Luo be in charge of the project?"

Ren Yao blinked, glanced at Luo Yu who was asleep, then at Zhang Xiaojian, and said, "Why is this a bit wrong? How do I feel that you are picking things up."

Zhang Xiaojian waved his hand and said, "No, just ask casually."

Some words are over and over, it's okay. When he took another sip of wine, the door was pushed open, wearing a long trench coat, but Ye Mozhu, who still felt like a girl next door, returned.

She kicked off her high heels, put on slippers, and saw Ren Yao in the living room saying, "Mr. Ren is also here."

Ren Yao sat on the sofa and smiled and said, "Well, I knew Xiaojian wanted to say hello when he came back, and he just ran into their alcoholic bureau. I am addicted to alcohol, so I just drank some."

"Then you continue, I'll change my clothes."

Ren Yao waved his hand: "Don't drink anymore, just have a drink. I'm going back. I'm afraid Mr. Luo won't be able to move away tonight. Take care of you two."

After she got up, Zhang Xiaojian and Ye Mozhu also stood up to see each other.

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...

To bid farewell to Ren Yao, Zhang Xiaojian immediately used a color on Ye Mozhu.

Ye Mozhu understood, so he quietly went upstairs, but stood still at the corner of the first floor, revealing half of his head and peeking into the living room.

Zhang Xiaojian strode to the sofa where Ren Yao had just sat on and sat down. He also raised Erlang's legs and asked, "Mr. Luo, do your legs look good?"

Luo Yu's old face was hot...knowing that he couldn't put it on anymore, he sighed and sat up.

Zhang Xiaojian picked up the half bottle of red wine that had just been left, poured himself a half glass, and poured half a glass into the glass that Ren Yao had just used, which was pushed in front of Luo Yu by him.

Zhang Xiaojian said again: "Sometimes love can affect subjective judgment. As the controller of the overall situation, it is better to weigh the pros and cons with the interests of feelings. Anyway, I don't know what you think about this sentence. I can't bear it. ."

Luo Yu took a deep breath, his chest undulating slightly.

Zhang Xiaojian paused and said: "The prehistoric games, the chip industry, and the system research and development can't just talk about it. Do you want to do it, President Luo?"

Luo Yu suffocated the red wine in the glass and spit out a word: "Dry!"

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