After crawling out of the raging area of ​​the iron stone insects, He Jiayou had not had time to gain a foothold at the leveling point, but Sister Ting called him to go offline.

There are still two hours of real time to play games, but Sister Ting talks with her, how dare He Jiayou refuse to follow? Anyway, there is still plenty of time to play tonight. Even if the level list is dropped, it will not be too many places.

Xiao Zilan went back to level up, and Sister Ting arranged for Binghe to comfort her with the financial manager, but she didn't seem to be very good at dealing with the lost little luoli.

Taking off his helmet and jumping off the massage chair. He Jiayou looked at the room full of hard work. Although he wanted to make a prank, he was afraid that he would be deducted from his salary, so he still honestly walked out of the place.

Following Sister Ting's instructions from Shiqian Ting, He Jiayou waited in the corridor for a while. As soon as he yawned, he heard the movement of high heels walking behind him.

"Sister Ting, what are you doing?"

"Didn't you agree to accompany me to socialize tomorrow?" Sister Ting tilted her head and looked at He Jiayou up and down a few times, "Are you going to wear this sportswear?"

"Uh," He Jiayou quickly said, "Is the clothes I used to be during the interview not okay?"

"I'm too old-fashioned and don't feel capable at all. Let me go and buy a suit. I can't let you help me with social activities in vain!" Sister Ting waved her hand, carried a famous brand bag, and wore high-tech glasses. She was domineering and talked endlessly.

He Jiayou didn't even have the chance to refuse, so he got into Sister Ting's sports car in a daze and was carried to some shops that he had never heard of, but had a very luxurious decoration.

Originally, he wanted to see the price of clothes, but what surprised him was that there was no sign in the store at all...

"Sister Ting, what is this place?"

"Tailor shop," Sister Ting replied calmly, "It is said that it is an old royal tailor. I asked my best friend that it is here. Men's clothing from this city is OK. Let's go pick out clothes, and I will pay for it today!"

He Jiayou:...

The world of rich people is really a bit confused.

Fortunately, because of the haste, he was not pulled by Sister Ting to make a private customization. With the recommendation of two clerks with a very artistic atmosphere, Sister Ting took more than ten tops and bottoms in a row, blocked her in front of the locker room, and asked He Jiayou to try one by one...

"Well, this is not very good. I always feel childish. If I hold your arm, look...does I look a little old? We don't have the temperament?"

He Jiayou rubbed his nose to indicate that the softness that his elbow touched was a real touch that he would never experience in the game!

Ah, it's worth it to be ravaged to death by the iron worm in reality...

Sister Ting pushed into the dressing room again. He Jiayou had no choice but to take off his pants and top, looked up and made a few glances to make sure that there was no invisible camera installed here.

The conversation between the clerk and Sister Ting came from outside.

"This gentleman is really handsome! I dare not inquire about your privacy...Is he a boyfriend?"

"Um...um!um!"

"I really envy you, it's a perfect match."

He Jiayou muttered in his heart, right, these clerks are not sweet, how can they sell these expensive fabrics?

After spending about two hours in the garment store, He Jiayou finally decided on tomorrow's outfit, casual trousers, shirts, and vests, which were not too formal or too casual.

If He Jiayou hadn't fought to the death, there would be bow tie and brooch above these three basic outfits.

He Jiayou thought that the preparations had ended, but he didn't expect... it was just the beginning!

"Let's go, why are you standing there? Not far away is the shoe seller."

"I have shoes, Sister Ting."

"The overall temperament needs to be consistent. I've finally come out to shop around. Sister, I haven't been to several men's clothing stores yet!"

Behind the shoe store is a barber club, then a men's makeup club, then a nail salon, and a hair plucking shop...

Anyway, Sister Ting has made He Jiayou look fresh from head to toe, and by the way, she has helped He Jiayou change his mental short hair and a small spa on her face.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Sister Ting was finally tired and yawned.

Although He Jiayou was anxious that there were still two hours of game time today, he didn't dare to mention it directly. He just expressed in a tactful way that he was tired and wanted to go back and rest.

"Aren't you hungry?"

"Hungry... it's a little bit, not very clear," He Jiayou complained in his heart.

If Sister Ting goes to have a meal, she will definitely be a restaurant with an orchestra, a restaurant that serves and eats in the place, and it will take two hours to get back home at the fastest, not to mention the time on the road!

"I know you're still playing games," Sister Ting rolled her eyes, snorted, and turned around with her hands behind her back, "Let's find a place to eat, I still have some game time left."

He Jiayou breathed a sigh of relief and followed with a large bag of small bags.

Then, the two of them drove an eight-digit sports car. Sister Ting was wearing an elegant short skirt, high heels, and brand-name bags. She sat down with He Jiayou at the food stall on the side of the road, ordered two stir-fry dishes, ordered two portions of rice, and resolved the battle in twenty minutes...

Seeing He Jiayou's voracious look, Sister Ting, who was eating in a small stutter, couldn't help laughing, turned her head away, and her smooth shoulders swayed.

Next to it, several diners, regardless of gender, were looking at this place, almost a little fascinated.

"It's great. Has any girl ever said you don't have any mood?"

He Jiayou smiled awkwardly, knowing that she was indeed a little inappropriate tonight; Sister Ting obviously went out with him with expectations. Although it was not a date, she should be gentler and give Sister Ting some good memories.

But I actually had only game time, rankings and other things in my mind...

Ah, the lonely loser.

"I've had it, when I was in college," He Jiayou shrugged and grabbed an egg. "Maybe I'm a workaholic born, and I'm trembling with my performance and working hard to make value. Boss, eat more, look at you've lost weight these days."

Sister Ting suddenly laughed and couldn't listen, and finally lay on the table for a while and whimpered.

When He Jiayou had eaten almost the same food and took the initiative to pay, Sister Ting finally stopped smiling, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and cursed with a faint angrily: "Okay, you! You call me boss all day long, saying that she is an employee. Is it interesting!"

He Jiayou scratched his head, "We have a clear labor relationship, and I will take your salary, so of course I have to do my business for you. Isn't this a normal social relationship?"

"What breaks social relations..."

Sister Ting snorted, laughing non-stop just now, but now she was inexplicably stern and walked towards her car with her bag.

He Jiayou quickly followed. Even if Sister Ting was angry, he would have to sit in the car with shamelessness. After all, there were more than ten miles away from the studio, so he didn't have much time to delay on the road.

On the way back, the atmosphere in the car was so dull.

While Sister Ting was concentrating on driving, the light of her eyes always glanced at He Jiayou several times; He Jiayou was concentrating on being stunned, as if she had something to worry about.

"What are you thinking?"

"The best time to cut in this insect disaster plot and the most efficient way to kill monsters," He Jiayou casually answered what he thought, "and after the insects evolve one after another, can they find the tactics to deal with them in advance... or something."

Sister Ting rolled her eyes and turned the street lights, hummed, and said nothing.

He Jiayou blinked, is Sister Ting still unhappy? He spent all his private time thinking about the development plan of the ship group.

In the underground parking lot of the office building where the studio is located, Sister Ting said she wanted to help. How dare He Jiayou let her do it? Her arms were covered with big bags and small bags, showing her abundant manly power.

The parking lot was a little cold, and He Jiayou put on the clothes he just bought for Sister Ting, which was a little gentleman.

"I'll press the elevator for you!"

Seeing that He Jiayou was carrying a big bag and a small bag, Sister Ting volunteered to trot two steps. She was always a lot of restraint when running in high heels, but this sense of restraint is also a sign of the strong femininity.

No matter what others say, He Jiayou's heartbeats a little.

The elevator still shook a little lightly. Sister Ting was a little closer to He Jiayou, and it seemed that she didn't feel much safe in this old-fashioned elevator.

"It's great, I'll ask you a question."

"Sister Ting, ask."

"What is your view of love?"

"Love View?" He Jiayou was caught off guard, and then smiled awkwardly, "Why did you suddenly ask this, Sister Ting, I actually..."

"Ah, it was asked by the girls in the helping ship group. Your reputation is getting worse and better, and your appearance is also good. The key is that you have excellent skills. There are so many girls in the studio, so many people must be treating you, um?"

He Jiayou's forehead was immediately covered in hot sweat, "What does the concept of love mean..."

Sister Ting was a little impatient and asked directly: "Simply put, how do you treat love, and do you have any specific requirements for your partner. For example, you can't find someone who is a few years older than you, you can't be a few years younger... or something like that!"

He Jiayou was not stupid, and immediately realized some possibility, but immediately broke this possibility.

How could he be, he was a pauper... This possibility cannot be said to be lacking, but it is as slim as winning the first prize of the lottery.

"There are no such things..."

Ding ~

The elevator made a slight sound, the elevator door slowly opened, and He Jiayou's words were immediately interrupted.

Outside, there were just seven or eight girls from the studio who were about to go out for a midnight snack...

"Wow!"

"Sister Ting!? Very good?!"

"Oh My God……"

"Go and go!" Sister Ting waved her hand in anger and lowered her head and walked out.

A group of girls surrounded her like they discovered a new world. If Sister Ting hadn't had a special identity, she would have been pressed to the ground to perform her gossip skills long ago.

The two walked to Sister Ting's bedroom in a little embarrassed manner. He Jiayou took the clothes handed over by Sister Ting. Sister Ting took a light breath, "Do you want to get your helmet..."

"It's great! Have you been on a date with Sister Ting?"

A pharmacist's loud voice came from next to him, and several male colleagues from the studio ran over excitedly, completely ignoring that this was Sister Ting's bedroom area.

Bang!
To be continued...