But they didn't take these words to heart, but chose to recuperate and strive to continue to win a full house tomorrow.

"Boss, I'll pay you back a million." The first thing Qiu Hao did when the bonus arrived was to remit one million RMB to Lin Zhao, which was the money that Lin Zhao lent to his father for medical treatment.

"Roger." Lin Zhao nodded, looked at the information prompt, and it was indeed a million more.

"Brother Shao, thank you for helping me transfer money." Qiu Hao said to Lin Shao with a grateful face.

"You're welcome, as it should be." Lin Shao smiled slightly, then took a sip of red wine, exuding the charm of a mature man all over his body.

"Boss, let's drink juice, Brother Shao drinks." Yin Tianqiu said with a sad face that he also wanted to drink.

"You can drink, the game about you is over." Lin Zhao said to Yin Tianqiu with a smile.

When Yin Tianqiu heard this, his eyes lit up and he raised his wine glass and leaned over.

"Then I'll drink it too!" Jiang Feng also raised his glass.

"If you win, you can all drink." Lin Zhao looked at the people who didn't need to participate in the competition, and they all won the game. Said a word. Everyone cheered and began to pour wine.

Lin Zhao's implication was that those who had not yet competed could not drink, so they could only watch them drink dryly.

Lin Zhao raised his eyes and looked at the other three people who still needed to compete, Mu Tong was drinking juice expressionlessly, obviously not interested in wine, Qin Yi was immersed in hard work, and he was not interested in wine, but Mo Wusheng was secretly planning to get the wine bottle with interest.

"Ahem!" Lin Zhao coughed heavily, so frightened that Mo Silent was about to fall to the ground, and raised his eyes to look at Lin Zhao with palpitations. Then he smiled awkwardly and put down the bottle he had just picked up.

"Boss, in fact, I don't care, anyway, the top three tomorrow don't have my share." The masters are like clouds, and being able to squeeze into the top ten silently means that Amitabha Buddha is in.

"Lan Xin is the number one gunsmith." When Lin Zhao heard Mo Wusheng's words, he raised his eyebrows and replied.

Mo Silent's face froze, "It's useless for you to tell me this, and I don't have the ability to squeeze you and the devil down." Don't say it's a devil, even if it's a fake devil, I can't squeeze in. Mo Silent spoke more self-awarely.

……

Lin Zhao was speechless, why is this kid so unconfident in himself?

"So you think, can that fake devil still make it to the individual competition?" How can I participate in the global individual competition if I have never participated in the national individual competition? The reason why Lin Zhao poked out the fake devil was to be able to make Mo Wusheng have one less strong opponent. Moreover, the fighters of PY are not strong. Lin Zhao's words were to tell Mo Wusheng in disguise, you still have a chance to fight for the third.

"Moreover, Lan Xin is the number one gunsmith, and her nominal boyfriend is your opponent." Lin Zhao continued to emphasize, emphasizing that Mo Wusheng had no temper at all, picked up the wine bottle and poured a big sip of it, and his face suddenly turned red.

"I know. Top dog! Don't keep reminding me! Mo Wu stated that Bai Linzhao was for his own good, but he really had no way at all.

Scratching his hair impetuously, he took a deep breath and said with helpless eyes.

"Silent, my expectations for you are still great." Lin Zhao sighed and patted him on the shoulder.

The wine bottle in Mo Wusheng's hand was finally put down, and he stuffed it in front of Li Zirui, "Boss, I know." After saying that, he stopped drinking and obediently drank juice with other people.

Lan Xin was too far away from them to hear their conversation, but everyone sitting next to Mo Wusheng and Lin Zhao heard it.

They all looked at Mo Silent curiously, with a little sympathy in their eyes.

"Silent, you have to remember that if you want to chase someone, the best way is to let her worship you and let you appear in front of her justifiably." Facing Lin Zhao's words, Mo Wusheng took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

"Boss, I take your words to heart." With that, he got up and was about to leave.

"Where?" Lin Zhao asked curiously.

"I can't let myself lose to the devil, not even the real devil!" After Mo Wusheng finished speaking, he hurriedly left and walked towards the computer room in the hotel.

Lin Zhao looked at Mo Wusheng's back and sighed, his eyes full of relief.

"Boss, will this push Silent too quickly?" Mo Wusheng has never been heartless, Li Zirui saw Mo Wusheng pushing himself so tightly, and said with some distress.

"From the moment he fell in love with Lan Xin, he should have known that he couldn't go on like this." After Lin Zhao finished speaking, he picked up the cup and took a sip of juice into his mouth.

It's a sip of ordinary juice, but it feels like a drink.

For Mo Wusheng's mood, it is difficult for Lin Zhao to empathize.

But seeing that his team members were unhappy, he felt uncomfortable.

With a long sigh, Lin Zhao shook his head.

Mo Wusheng suddenly got up and left, which surprised Lan Xin at the other end of the table.

According to Mo Wusheng's character, he shouldn't have gotten up and left so quickly.

Looking at the direction he was walking again, Lan Xin got up without hesitation and walked quietly in the direction where Mo Wusheng was.

didn't go far, Lan Xin found that Mo Wusheng had entered the computer room they had specially prepared for them on the first floor of the hotel.

"What? Want to play a game? When he chased to the door, Mo Wusheng had already entered the room, sat down in the room, held the account card in his hand, and was about to log in to the account.

"Well, I want to train myself a little more." Mo Wusheng is the only player in their team who has reached the god level, and he can be regarded as the best seedling. He is also one of the most diligent in training.

It is said that diligence can make up for clumsiness, and he has already worked very hard, but no matter how hard he works, he can't seem to compare to those talented players, which makes Mo Wusheng feel the most helpless.

"Mind if I train with you?" Lan Xin asked.

"Huh? Didn't you already get the first place? Mo Wusheng asked with a surprised expression.

"I just wanted to find out what it was like for him to play games with me at that time." A touch of loneliness flashed in Lan Xin's eyes, and he said to Mo Wusheng.

The movement in Mo Wusheng's hand froze, and then a wry smile appeared. "Lan Xin, you are cruel."

"Huh?" Lan Xin looked at Mo Wusheng puzzled, not quite understanding the meaning of his words.

"You know...... "You know that I like you, but how can you find his shadow from me?" What do you like about him? He wanted to say the previous sentence and stopped, but suddenly the conversation changed and asked the other party a different question.