"So the president."

Lublum gave his position to Mu Yu, then stood beside Millitus, and asked respectfully, "What are you talking about this time?"

"I didn't talk to Nangong Xiazai, but I left a letter to him." Mu Yu just stood by the chair and did not sit down, "because I know there should be nothing to talk about between me and him."

"Letter?" Millitus wondered, "What is said in the letter?"

"What you mentioned just now." Mu Yu and the two looked at each other, "and I have a little involved in any of the interests of this place and ours."

"But unfortunately, although I don't want to pour cold water on you, I still have to say that even if I come forward to convey the words to Nangong Xiazai, he may not accept our proposal, and there is a great chance that he will not accept it." Mu Yu shook his head, then turned around and walked towards the conference room door, and left a sentence to the two people behind him.

"Just treat it as our own business."

...

Nangong went out early and night just to eat dumplings at the dim sum shop in the shopping street.

Although this place is just in a virtual world, even if it is just a virtual sensory feeling, it is enough for something like food.

What's more, eating during the game will not make you feel full, so as long as you have money, you can enjoy the food as much as possible. For foodies, this is undoubtedly not an ultimate enjoyment.

And Nangong is such a person in the morning and night.

Although in real life, she is not a person who loves snacks or snacks, she falls in love with the virtual food here in the game.

"That young man just now is really nice. Although he dressed a little strangely, he actually gave him a tip."

When Nangong walked into the snack shop early and night, the NPC boss lady was talking about something with the waiter beside her. When they saw Nangong coming early and night, they returned to their attitude of receiving guests.

"Hello, Miss No. 2 of Nangong Group, long time no see you." The boss lady greeted with a smile.

"It's been a bit long." Nangong stretched his waist and found a seat near the counter. "So do you remember what I like to eat before?"

"Remember, of course, remember." The proprietress said with a smile, "I'll bring it to you right away."

"Yeah." Nangong nodded slightly at the morning and night, then tilted his head and looked at the street outside the door.

Compared to the last time she sat here for snacks, there seemed to be much fewer people on the street.

Of course, as the second lady of Nangong Group, she knew what was the cause of all this, and what kind of incident they were about to face.

However, she didn't intend to interfere in all this, but now she has been forcibly involved.

"It's really bad." She leaned on the back of the chair and sighed silently.

For her, there is really nothing to describe what is happening now except bad.

In the game, you have to deal with family affairs, which is indeed not a good thing for a person who is not at all home-loving.

“Your Shuixin Chinki and Strawberry Dafuku.”

The small porcelain plate of dessert dressed in dessert was elegantly served by the waiter, and there was also a cup of tea.

"Thank you." Nangong thanked the waiter early in the night, and then enjoyed the virtual food in the game while watching the street scene.

The boss's wife saw that Nangong seemed to be in a bad mood early and night, so she did not continue to ask anything, but continued to discuss the generous customer with the waiter.

...

Every time I go home from the snack shop, Nangong feels a lot of sighs in his heart early and night.

After coming back this time, the God's Habitat changed like this. So when she comes back next time, will the name God's Habitat no longer exist?

If this question is thrown to her directly, she probably won't be able to answer it.

But she always has a sense of intuition.

She felt that this place where God lives would never calm down.

Even though it looks calm on the surface now, there may be unpredictable turbulences hidden beneath this surface.

And those turbulent waves are darkness that even she, as the second lady of the Nangong Group, cannot know.

"Yes, yes, I know too..."

"Yes, that's to say..."

The voices of conversation around people gradually became louder. Although they didn't look at the road, Nangong knew early and night that he was very close to the base of the Nangong Group.

The reason why she called the base is that she did not want to call this overly grand Tianshou Pavilion her "home". So instead of calling this place a home, it is better to call it Bailucheng or base directly.

"Ah, Miss Second is back."

"Good evening for Miss Second!"

The guard at the door saw Nangong Zaye's figure, and then returned to the solemn standing posture from the chat just now, and bowed to him.

The afterglow of the sunset projected on the Tianshou Pavilion in Baigu City, and a long shadow was drawn in front of Nangong in the morning and night.

"It's okay, don't be able to do this for me, please continue to talk about yours." Nangong tightened his clothes tightly, waved to the two guards with a slightly symbolic shape, and then walked into the gate of Bailu City.

"Ah, yes, I'm very embarrassed!"

The two bowed to Nangong Zaye's back, and then watched Nangong Zaye walk away, and then started chatting again.

This is their daily routine as gatekeepers.

Of course, they are not players, they are just NPCs.

Even the underworld masters in real life still use NPCs in the game.

...

"Ah, it's really awful. This Tianshou Pavilion is really bad."

After climbing the stairs to the door of his room on the top floor, Nangong let out a long roar filled with endless sorrow in the morning and night.

"Please don't be too noisy, Miss."

But unlike in the past, this time, a butler stood on one side of the corridor and warned her.

"Huh?" Nangong, who realized something might have happened, looked at the butler and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you standing guard in the corridor?"

"Because Lord Nangong is having a talk with outside guests." The butler bowed slightly and explained.

"Ah?" Nangong Zaye seemed to have unexpectedly thought, "Can guests come to this place be there? And can my dad receive it? Whose guest is it from?"

"This..." The housekeeper seemed a little difficult to speak, and raised his left hand slightly and led to Nangong Xiazai's room. "If you are interested, I can inform Lord Nangong to see if I can let you in with you."

"Ah, this is not needed, I..."

"Whose voice is that? Is it morning and night? Just as it happened, call her in!"
Chapter completed!