Chapter 7

Jin left looked at Patek Philippe on his wrist -

the clock pointed to one o'clock, he straightened his back and opened the recently opened live room.

Before singing and dancing, they are used to greeting the fans who are waiting. They first chat a few words, and then slowly get to the point.

Searching for the past, Jin left's eyes were full of contempt.

Jianqi platform is a large-scale live broadcasting platform for E-sports established by him. With the help of the server and resources of the platform, Liu pangzi opened another "ambiguous" derivative live broadcasting platform.

He has always turned a blind eye to Liu pangzi's behavior.

But how long does it take for the platform to be left with only these coquettish bitches?

When he thought that the woman was dressed like these people every day, he was very angry. It was like last night's touching, which was a profound insult to him.

Suddenly, an interesting room caught his attention.

Click to open the room, is his familiar League game interface.

In the small box in the lower right corner, there is no female anchor's face. The whole screen frame is completely occupied by a huge ball.

There were only 100 people in the room watching. Many people reminded her that the camera was crooked and her face ran away. Unfortunately, she played very seriously and didn't know if she had turned off the barrage.

Jin put his left arm on the armrest, pointed at the screen and said:

"enlarge the portrait frame for me."

"Yes Excuse me, president. This is a new person who doesn't understand. Cough, new person, I will criticize her and never let her make the same mistake again

Liu pangzi is trembling, pressing the remote control to maximize Jiang Fu's room. In his heart, he has already scolded her as a smelly head.

The screen wall of the president's office is about four or five square meters. Now, a huge ball is shaking strangely.

Jin's left eyebrow wrinkled, and he whispered:

"enlarge a little more."

Liu pangzi is going to cry. What can I see about this broken head? What's wrong with the president today?

"Pull down!"

Jin Zuo stands up from the sofa seat. He holds on with one hand, clings to the front, and takes a close look -

behind a woman's ear, there is an ambiguous kiss mark. Although she is wearing a high collar shirt, no one can kiss a strawberry in this awkward position.

Unless her skin is very delicate, or It's made in a special place, such as a steaming bathroom?

The color of Jin's left eye changed.

Got her!

"Who is she?"

Jin Zuo is not in a hurry to find her now. He holds his chest in his hands and asks Liu pangzi with a smile.

"Her name is Jiang Fu. She only came to work for half a year. Half a year is the bottom. Except for live games, there is no interaction. When her contract arrives, I don't want to renew it. I signed it just because she looks good. Ah."

Jiang Wu?

He read her name playfully. Suddenly, he began to play. He logged in a tourist account with his mobile phone, entered the room, and immediately sent a barrage to her:

[a thousand yuan is going to buy me a romantic night, and your price is too touching, isn't it? 】

without waiting for her reply, Jin Zuo kept up his efforts and threw out another one:

[dead woman, how dare you ignore me? 】

after three seconds, the system prompts him: sorry, you have been kicked out of the room by the room manager!

The forehead blue tendon jumped, Jin left bear to smash the impulse of the mobile phone, wronged again into the room.

Who dares to kick me out 】

his edited words haven't been sent out yet. The system prompts him again: sorry, you have been banned by the room manager for 12 hours and kicked out of the room.

Shaking his hands, he put down his cell phone and pretended that nothing had happened.

"President, you, you look a little ugly!" Liu pangzi was very nervous.

"When did the room have the function of kicking people?"

"All the time, to prevent some abnormal and obscene neurotic language from harassing our employees, of course, we should have the function of kicking people."

Jin Zuo's whole body was full of murderous spirit, and he glanced at Liu pangzi slowly.

If the eyes are knives, he has become a pile of knives to slice meat.

In order to cover up the embarrassment on the surface and recover the anger in the heart, Jin Zuo can only focus on the game on the screen.

After the line period, there have been two small-scale group battles on the middle road. Jiang Fu is an assistant. Although the operation is first-class and the position is also coquettish, she can't cooperate with ADC.

Gradually, Jin Zuo became fascinated.

He thinks Jiang Fu's operation is very familiar to him, but he can't say what the specific routine imitation is, it can only be said that it is a kind of inexplicable feeling.

All of a sudden, Jiang Fu plays a routine, which makes Jin Zuo tense up!