bookpower Chapter 260: 172 He's Here for Charity, Right? (Second Update)_1
Chapter 260: 172 He's Here for Charity, Right? (Second Update)_1
Chapter 260: Chapter 172 He’s Here for Charity, Right? (Second Update)_1
The next day, Huang Ping was the first to arrive at the studio.
Ever since Sanmiao started treating the studio as its home, Fang Cheng Studio had installed an electronic lock, and since then, they just had to let Sanmiao take care of opening and closing the studio each day.
When Huang Ping first saw Sanmiao, he even doubted if it was secretly a border collie because the little cat was too clever.
It strictly adhered to the office hours, dutifully opening and closing the doors every day, making sure that nobody worked overtime.
It kept an eye on everyone’s water consumption, and if it noticed someone was too absorbed in work to remember to drink water, the cat would jump in front of their screen and stare at them motionlessly until they got up to drink.
Quitting time was even more terrifying. If you didn’t want to leave when time was up, the kitty would start fiddling with the power button of your computer, causing a panic with each poke until you saved your work and shut down.
With Sanmiao’s addition, Xu Qingling’s workload had dropped again, now everyday was becoming more relaxed.
Arriving just in time at the studio, Huang Ping saw someone curled up at the door.
He had thought it might be Boss Gao from downstairs coming up for a visit, but as he got closer, Huang Ping realized it was actually a girl he had never seen before.
Her short hair was messy, her clothes seemed rather unfashionable, but her features were delicate and pretty, the kind that would look quite nice with a bit of grooming.
She was dozing against the wall, covered with a thin blanket that appeared to belong to Sanmiao.
Huang Ping didn’t approach rashly but instead took out his phone ready to call the police. Then he saw the door open and Sanmiao elegantly come out, nipping at Huang Ping’s trouser leg to indicate everything was fine.
Pointing to the girl who was still sound asleep, Huang Ping asked in confusion, “What’s she here for?”
Sanmiao dove under the girl’s blanket and soon came out with a resume in its mouth.
“Oh, here for an interview, from Wulong Technology...”
Wulong Technology was a game company that even Tianyi felt inferior to.
“I see, let’s bring her inside then.”
Tucking her in with the blanket, Xu Qingling crouched down, then with a graceful movement, effortlessly picked her up.
The held Lin Nan continued to sleep soundly, and was thus carried into the bed in the break room. All she did in the meantime was roll over and then resume sleeping.
She only woke up due to hunger at noon, and upon seeing the time on her phone, she let out a scream.
In a rush, she stood and ran towards the door, only to hit it and nearly burst into tears from the pain.
Clutching her head, she staggered out of the break room, and, carelessly, directly fell onto the floor.
By the time she struggled to stand up, she realized that everyone in the office was looking at her with grave expressions.
At that moment, Lin Nan knew what it was to wish for death.
She covered her face, hating how robust she was for not fainting from those two collisions.
When she was eventually led into the conference room, her face covered with an ice pack, she looked entirely gloomy.
Across from her, after reading her resume, Fang Cheng asked, “Miss Lin.”
“I’m sorry...”
“There’s no need to start off with an apology.”
“I’m extremely sorry...”
Seeing Lin Nan already blaming herself, Fang Cheng shook his head, ready to switch the topic.
“Miss Lin, did you create the game ‘Letter’ all by yourself?”
When Fang Cheng brought up her proud achievement, Lin Nan finally perked up a bit, lifting her head excitedly to say, “Yes. ‘Letter’ was an idea I had back in university. Later, when I saw that Tianyi was conducting a game contest, I took it out and refined it a bit. I majored in literature in college, and at the time, I was contemplating how to combine words with games, and the result was ‘Letter.'”