"Early-onset climacteric disorder? You had a health certificate when you applied to be my personal assistant, but there were no signs of you having such symptoms. This is a lie!”
Qiao Ye pushed up his gaming-specific anti-radiation glasses and looked like he was deducing something.
"Speaking of which, I have something to say. I want to resign.”
Zhuge Dali smiled faintly and said.
When Qiao Ye heard this, his hand froze.
"I've already learned everything I can as a personal assistant. I recently applied for a job as an editor for a web novel and can start work tomorrow.”
In the dead silence, Dali continued to look at Qiao Ye and said.
"Aren't you going to give out candies? Why did it become a knife?"
Chen Meijia felt the strange atmosphere and tugged at Lu Ziqiao's clothes in a panic.
"I'll pay the penalty within seven days, and I've also helped you find your next personal assistant.”
Dali walked to the side and pointed at Curry Sauce, who was eating snacks.
"As for Teacher Hu's thesis materials, I'll slowly collect them when I have time.”
After saying that, Dali smiled and turned around to return to his room.
Everyone who felt that the atmosphere was not right instantly scattered and ran to Room 3602 next door.
"Well, although I can't compare to Dali, I can livestream with you. I have a lot of experience.”
Seeing that everyone had fled, Curry Sauce, who had been tempted by the delicious food and forced to install a new life assistant, walked up to Qiao Ye and said embarrassedly.
Qiao Ye was speechless.
"I also know which restaurant in the city has the best food, which milk tea and shaved ice are the most cost-effective.”
Curry Sauce continued.
“……”
Qiao Ye expressionlessly took out a card from his pocket and handed it to her.
"Is this the legendary living expenses reimbursement card that Dali mentioned?”
Curry Jam excitedly took the bank card from Qiao Ye with both hands.
After giving him the card, Qiao Ye yawned and walked towards his room.
"Um, boss, do you want me to play games with you? A live broadcast is fine too?"
Curry Sauce asked Qiao Ye as he walked away.
"No, I'm a little tired today. I'll sleep first.”
"Then I'll give you a massage!"
——
In the middle of the night, Qiao Ye's door opened. He was hungry because he hadn't eaten dinner. He woke up and prepared to make a bowl of instant noodles.
"Hmm?"
Turning on the lights in the living room, Qiao Ye realized that Zhuge Dali had somehow fallen asleep on the sofa.
However, Qiao Ye didn't care. He turned off the lights, opened the seasoning bag in the darkness, and made instant noodles.
Qiao Ye finished his instant noodles and glanced at Zhuge Dali, who was still sleeping soundly. He was ready to go back to his room to continue sleeping.
"Forget it."
After thinking for a moment, Qiao Ye turned around and gently picked up the person on the sofa.
He brought Zhuge Dali back to his room and covered himself with the blanket. Qiao Ye prepared to leave.
"I'm very unhappy."
Looking at Zhuge Dali who was sleeping soundly with a sweet smile, Qiao Ye whispered to himself.
“HeavensDoor！”
Qiao Ye took out a fountain pen with his right hand and waved it in the air. A double in a white top hat flew out of his body.
……
After Qiao Ye left, Zhuge Dali, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes.
In fact, she had already woken up when Qiao Ye was making noodles and had been pretending to be asleep ever since.
Qiao Ye didn't have the memory of being sent back an hour by the Loser Eating Dust, so he didn't know that he had actually told Zhuge Dali all his current abilities.
When Qiao Ye softly called out "Heaven's Door", Zhuge Dali's hands under the blanket were already clenched tightly.
She was really worried that Qiao Ye would use that ability on her in a hurry.
Fortunately, Qiao Ye did not disappoint her.
She was even a little touched by Qiao Ye's self-deprecating words.
"I'm really looking forward to it more and more."
Zhuge Dali, who had recovered a little, heard the sounds outside gradually disappear. He turned on the bedside lamp and prepared to go out to make instant noodles.
Crack.
He turned the doorknob, but the door didn't open. Dali looked down in confusion.
"How is that possible? There was no way to lock the bedroom door from the outside!”
Zhuge Dali was confused. He turned on the lights in the room and turned the doorknob to look at the gap in the door. However, he realized…
"The door should have been opened already. Why didn't it move?”
This was the first time he encountered such a strange thing. Dali scratched his head and kicked the door.
Rustle.
The sound and texture of plastic came from his feet. Dali lowered his head and saw a pile of self-heating rice, drinks, and snacks in the plastic bags of the supermarket.
"Where did these things come from?"
"It can't be, right? Could it be…"
Zhuge Dali, who had an extremely high IQ, came to a conclusion with a face that was both angry and amused.
"He actually changed the settings of the door so that it can't be opened!!!”
——
After eating a bowl of self-heating rice, Dali helplessly slept until the next day. He tried to turn the door handle, but it still couldn't be opened.
" Looks like I'm going to be fired for absenteeism on the first day of work…"
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。