In a blink of an eye, it’s Monday night.

Golden Wind Games, Game Director's Office.

Gu Sheng was holding the controller and playing the game with concentration.

In fact, according to regulations, Golden Wind's off-duty time is five o'clock.

But Gu Sheng is still more accustomed to staying in the office until seven or eight o'clock before leaving.

Not working, just to stay in the company for a while, check the phone, make a cup of tea and watch videos, or even just plug in the controller and play two games of Vampire Survivor like today.

After all, he was able to feed himself alone so that the whole family would not be hungry.

Instead of going home and facing an empty room, alone in a daze at a loss, it is better to spend more time in the company.

At least, since I was the only one in the office, it seemed reasonable.

Whoosh whoosh——

bass!

As the Death Scythe cut the small skeleton on the screen in half, Gu Sheng also put down the controller.

He raised his hand and looked at his Mickey watch. It was almost eight o'clock.

"Let's go home."

After muttering something, Gu Sheng put away the handle, stood up and walked out of the office.

But it just came out!

Gu Sheng couldn't help but exclaimed softly: "Damn it, it's so fierce...Did I fucking see the Palace of Hell?"

But see you!

In the conference room at the end of the corridor, there was light shining out at this moment.

To know!

Their Golden Wind conference room is usually just a decoration and is rarely used every two to three months.

It is not even an exaggeration to say that Little Nezha used it as a private theater more times than it held meetings.

Therefore, the lights in the conference room are not usually turned on and are vacant most of the time.

But today!

It’s almost eight o’clock in the evening!

The lights in the conference room are still on?

The most important thing is, why is the color of the light red?

In the office shrouded in darkness, at the end of the deserted corridor, there is a scary conference room with red light flashing.

Gulu.

Even though Gu Sheng was brave, he couldn't help but swallow at this moment.

Thinking that Qingming Festival had just passed a week ago, Gu Sheng couldn't help but feel a little doubtful:

"What? This is...the first seven commendation meeting?"

Thinking about it, Gu Sheng took steps and tiptoed to the door of the conference room that was glowing with red light.

Gently push the door open a crack and take a peek.

Suddenly, on the conference table, there was an iPad, and there were two plugged-in red candles on the left and right sides.

In front of the iPad, there was a disposable paper cup with three thin cigarettes inserted in it.

The little Nezha, who was silhouetted against the red light and looked extremely weird, was standing in front of the iPad at the moment, with his hands clasped together and mumbling as if he was mumbling something.

For a moment, Gu Sheng was a little at a loss.

But just when he was hesitating whether to turn around and leave or open the door and ask.

Little Nezha finished mumbling, bowed three times to the iPad, and then opened his eyes.

For a moment, their eyes met.

A brief moment of dead silence.

“Ahhhhhh——!!!”

Like a cat whose tail was stepped on, Shen Miaomiao screamed and her whole body jumped up:

"Gu Sheng, why are you acting like a ghost?!"

"I? Look like a ghost?"

Gu Sheng couldn't believe his ears, pushed the door open, turned on the front camera of his phone, and pointed the screen towards Shen Miaomiao:

"Come here and let me show you a baby——"

"Oh my god!"

Seeing the 'female ghost' with a distorted face and a strange red light in her eyes on the screen, Shen Miaomiao stepped back and fell on the sofa with a thud:

"ghost!"

"Then it's your own fucking self."

Gu Sheng's head was full of black lines and he turned back to turn on the lights in the conference room.

He looked at the disposable paper cup incense burner on the conference table, and then at Shen Miaomiao, who was in shock and was slapping her chest and panting.

"so……"

Gu Sheng is really a little confused about the situation in front of him:

"Are you summoning something?"

"What words, what words! What kind of words are these!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Miaomiao was not happy. She stood up from the sofa with her hands on her hips and reached out to gesture to the iPad on the table:

"My Majesty Wu Caishen, I don't dare to say anything nonsense!"

Hearing this, Gu Sheng turned around and saw a picture of Master Guan's statue on his iPad.

"……Wow."

Gu Sheng was silent for a long time before he sighed in admiration:

“What a fucking cybernetic way to scent yourself.”

"The conditions... are limited,"

Shen Miaomiao was also a little embarrassed and scratched her head:

"The main thing is a person who is sincere and spiritual."

"Then I'll say goodbye too,"

Seeing Shen Miaomiao's sarcastic look, Gu Sheng found it funny and stood in front of Master Saiboguan, clasping his hands:

"Master Guan, please bless our golden wind to make a lot of money and make all our works sell well..."

"Hey - shut up!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Miaomiao's scalp went numb, and she jumped up and pulled Gu Sheng.

Then I took the tablet and the screen locked with a snap!

Why is your mouth so weak?

Shen Miaomiao wrinkled her little nose and glared at Gu Sheng!

How can you make such a wish! How unlucky!

Gu Sheng was stunned!

"You locked Wu Caishen in the tablet...?"

"Because this is my Martial God of Wealth!"

Shen Miaomiao hugged the tablet tightly, fearing that Gu Sheng would make some unlucky wish:

"You can't use my Martial God of Wealth to make a wish!"

"...Okay, okay, okay, your Wu Caishen,"

Seeing Shen Miaomiao's tender and angry look, Gu Sheng smiled, raised his hands in surrender, and then asked:

"Then can I ask you about your thoughts on visiting Mr. Guan in the conference room so late at night? I just came out of the office and thought I saw the first seven parties getting together."

“Because the first week sales results of Road to Survival are about to be released!”

Shen Miaomiao raised her neck:

"I'll let Mr. Guan bless us, can't I?"

"Ah... don't bother me about this matter..."
To be continued...