The sudden darkness stunned both men in the room.

Then, Cheng Xuanji's piercing scream instantly shook He Huanyu's eardrums.

Not only that, Cheng Nuxia's whole person hung on He Huanyu's body like a koala, trembling constantly.

"Uh, calm down, there's just a power outage." He Huanyu patted Cheng Xuanji's back, who was about to shrink into a ball on his body, a little helplessly, and said with a sigh, "It may also be because of thunder and tripping." ”

"I'll take a look." Saying that, He Huanyu was about to get up, and gently patted Cheng Nuxia on his body, "You come down first." ”

"Xiao He, don't go, I'm afraid." Cheng Nuxia lay on He Huanyu and shook her head desperately, her trembling voice was full of crying.

"Okay, okay, don't be afraid, I'll take you with me, okay?" He Huanyu was helpless, so he had to coax softly, and at the same time reached out and groped on the bed for a long time, and found the mobile phone that had not had time to charge.

I have to say that Nokia is a cow, it hasn't been charged for more than a day, and there is still more than half of the power. After searching in the function list for a while, He Huanyu found the function of "flashlight".

As a beam of light lit up in the darkness, Cheng Nuxia was finally not so afraid, but the tears still hanging on her face and the hand that only grabbed He Huanyu's arm revealed that she was still very nervous.

"Trouble, the fuse is broken." He Huanyu, who checked the situation of the electric switch, couldn't help sighing, although he would change the fuse, he didn't know where to put the spare fuse at home.

It's better to switch the air, just push it gently.

It's a pity that this will still be 2006, and it will probably not be popular in China.

"Can't you fix it?" Hearing He Huanyu's sigh, Cheng Xuanji couldn't help but ask, and the hand holding He Huanyu's arm tightened even tighter.

"yes, I don't know where I put the spare fuse, I can't change it. It seems that I have to wronged you tonight, and I can't turn on the lights. He Huanyu said helplessly.

"I didn't ...... It's okay, as long as Xiao He is here, I won't ...... Unafraid. Cheng Nuxia said, but the unfavorable sentences and the constantly trembling body exposed her stubbornness.

In the light of their phone's flashlight, the two returned to bed.

Probably because of fear, Cheng Xuanji's body was still very close to He Huanyu, "Xiao He, otherwise, you can tell me a story." ”

Outside the window, lightning once again lit up the night sky, this time accompanied by thunder and torrential rain.

Late at night with a thunderstorm, a dark room with a power outage, and a girl who wants to listen to a story.

These three elements were mixed together, and He Huanyu suddenly found that he wanted to tell ghost stories for no reason.

It's just that if he tells ghost stories now, Cheng Nuxia will probably be scared to death, right?

How can this be broken?

Urgent, online, etc.

"A long, long time ago......" In the end, He Huanyu couldn't help but didn't tell ghost stories, but told Cheng Xuanji about the time when Zichuan Xiu and Liu Fengshuang fell in love under a pseudonym in "Zichuan", which was quite appropriate.

Thanks to the novels he He Huanyu had read before, otherwise, according to the frequency of Cheng Nuxia's listening to stories, the inventory in his stomach would be emptied in a few days.

No one knows how the two men ended up falling asleep, but when they woke up the next day, it was already dawn and the rain had stopped.

"Little lazy cat, get up, the sun is on your ass." Rubbing his sleepy eyes, He Huanyu looked at the sunlight sprinkled on the bedside through the curtains, gently patted Cheng Xuanji, who was wrapped around him like an octopus, and said softly.

"Woo, don't make a fuss, I'm going to sleep again." Cheng Nuxia, who was lying in bed, closed her eyes and changed her head, muttering subconsciously.

"Hurry up, you're going to be late for the exam." He Huanyu said helplessly.

After all, in the early morning, it was in this posture again, and he He Huanyu was really a little unbearable.

"Ahh......h What time is it? ”

"It's past seven o'clock, I'll go wash up, you get up and change your clothes, let's go out for breakfast." He Huanyu took the opportunity to get up, pretending not to see Cheng Nuxia's shy appearance and said as if nothing happened.

"I hate it, Xiao He, I didn't take the exam until nine o'clock." Cheng Xuanji complained in a low voice, but instead of lying on the bed, she sat up and prepared to change her clothes.

……

"Xiao He, why do you want to bring me so far to eat soup dumplings." Half an hour later, Cheng Nuxia, who was sitting in a small shop that didn't even have a signboard, asked He Huanyu opposite with great interest.

As she spoke, she picked up a soup dumpling and poked a hole with her chopsticks to let the soup flow into the spoon, then pursed her mouth and blew it, lightly opened her teeth and took a small bite, squinting as if she was enjoying it.

"I suddenly wanted to eat this soup dumpling, after all, I haven't eaten it for a long time." He Huanyu looked at the busy old man at the door of the store and said nostalgically.

Yes, for a long, long time.

This is where He Huanyu often had breakfast when he was in junior high school, after all, it was just behind his junior high school.

After I went to high school, I didn't come much because it was too far away from the school.

After graduating from college, He Huanyu came here a few times, but unfortunately at that time, things were wrong, and the old man had passed away.

It was his son who inherited the shop, but the soup dumplings no longer had the taste of memory.

Glancing at the old man who was busy in the stove again, thinking that this old man who looked like he was still very strong would die suddenly in a few years, He Huanyu couldn't help but secretly sigh that life is impermanent.

"Hey, Xiao He, look at the person across the street, isn't it a little familiar." Cheng Xuanji, who was eating soup dumplings, suddenly pointed to the young man across the street who was pulling a box of fried rice cakes and said.

He Huanyu looked in the direction pointed by Cheng Nuxia, no wonder she was familiar, wasn't that the "number one sales elite" King Kong of the previous "Zhiyi Internet Café Management System"?

After all, Cheng Xuanji, as Xiao Zihao's cousin, has always been tired of being with He Huanyu during this time. She has more or less seen Xiao Zihao's little brothers, but if she says how impressive she is, she definitely doesn't have it.

Does his family live around here?

King Kong also spotted them, and waved at them from afar, but did not lean over.

After all, he has hair and doesn't want to be that shiny light bulb.

After eating the soup dumplings, He Huanyu accompanied Cheng Xuanji to school, and then he was ready to go to the Internet café of King's Landing to see the progress of Xiao Zihao's gang.

Anyway, it should be level 29 full skills and save more than 3 million experience, right?

"Say, I've been following all the way, what's the matter." He Huanyu stopped and looked at the King Kong Dao not far behind.

This guy has been following since he said hello at breakfast, and although he didn't make up for it, he must have something to say about it.

"That, Boss Xiao He, I know that the studio has been tight lately, but my grandmother can't live without people at home at night, so ......" King Kong opened his mouth to explain why he appeared so far away from the Internet café in the morning.

After all, for him, He Huanyu was the first boss to pay him so much salary.

You must know that although it is related to his diligence and hard work, there are really not many people like He Huanyu who pay his salary so boldly.

"It's not a big problem, there's no need to explain, your grandmother's body is definitely more important. And I don't really care what you do, I only care about the result. He Huanyu waved his hand and didn't say anything.

"Hmm......" King Kong looked at He Huanyu and stopped talking.

"What, something else? If you have something, say, what are you doing? When He Huanyu saw King Kong like this, he couldn't help but be a little funny.

When will King Kong hesitate to ram the goods.

"Yes, my grandmother's neighbor's children are about the same age as me, and they usually take good care of us. They found out that I made money some time ago, so they pestered me and wanted me to help ask, Boss Xiaohe, do you want people to ......" King Kong struggled for a long time, and finally said his purpose.

"Oh, how many? What kind of people are they, let's talk about it. He Huanyu was noncommittal.

"Well, three, they're all pretty good...... "King Kong didn't know what to say.

"Do you play games online?" He Huanyu then asked.

"Probably all will." King Kong thought for a moment and said.

"That's okay, I'll help you ask Xiao Zihao when I go back, I'll leave the studio to him to take care of, and he'll take care of things." He Huanyu said, and emphasized, "But ah, I still say the same thing, if you work here, you have to abide by my rules." If you like to blow up thorns to show off your personality, then it's better not to come early, I'm too busy to play with them. ”

"I know, they are all honest people, thank you Boss Xiaohe." King Kong said happily.

"Go ahead, little things, don't thank me." He Huanyu waved his hand.

In fact, King Kong did give him a wake-up call.

As for the studio, if there are only a dozen or so Xiao Zihao, it will definitely not be enough.

After all, although it may be no problem to deal with the business in the new server of Fantasy Journey to the West at the moment, He Huanyu's expectations for them are more than that.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have thought of letting Xiao Nai make a trading platform like 5173.

Obviously, He Huanyu has high hopes for this studio.

After all, in his plan, YY voice, a big killer in the online game industry, and even the YY live broadcast that was upgraded later, all need these guys to promote.

In this way, a dozen people are a bit too thin.

It's time to discuss with Xiao Zihao to see if he can find manpower, and when the time comes, he will send money to those old employees in front of these people, so as not to worry about the lack of motivation of this group of newcomers.

After all, Cao Mengde Wangmei can quench his thirst, and there is no reason why he can't arouse those people's desire to make money.

You must know that this will still be 2006, not more than ten years after the lying flat culture swept the Internet. As long as the money is enough these days, these people can really take charge of the company.

Coming to the second floor of the Internet café in the world, looking at Xiao Zihao and his younger brothers who were busy in the small room, He Huanyu thought to himself: The team of this studio is indeed going to grow.