Something's wrong, they're not NPCs?

Chapter 339: Can’t I have them all?

11 month 6 day.

noon.

A snack stall that can be seen everywhere in the winter market.

"In fact, this was not pushed forward by your father-in-law through connections, nor was it issued simply because it is related to your case."

"The population of Snow Country itself is aging more and more seriously."

"So far, no country in the world has found a way to slow down the pace of population aging."

"..."

"However, this can be considered as a reward for you."

"Just put your industry in the Snow Country, and I guarantee you'll get the green light."

"..."

The people in front of him were probably from the Snow Country, and their core message was probably that they hoped Su Ming could bring more core industries and technologies back to China.

"Maybe, in a few years, when most of the technologies are developed to world-class level, you will have the opportunity to become the youngest recipient of the Medal of Merit in the Snow Country."

"Of course, all of this takes time to settle."

"I'm just here to tell you. The Snow Country is not a feudal country, and there are many precedents for giving the green light appropriately for its significant contributions."

"..."

The reason why I suddenly want to meet you is to verbally talk about the policies that have been implemented in the Winter City. By the way, we can also keep in touch with each other and learn about human relationships, right?
It is almost a clear statement that there is no need to go to some small country to settle down, and you can live together legally in the Snow Country.

11 month 6 day.

in the afternoon.

There is an abandoned factory area in the suburbs of Dong City that Su Ming rented specifically to ensure that there are no cameras around. It doesn't matter if you practice anything beyond the cognition of ordinary people.

Let Jiang Mengying hide here.

"..."

where is it?

"Shh-"

The moment he heard the noise, Su Ming raised the wooden sword to block the back of his neck.

Before the news came out, Su Ming had no idea where she was and he fought back instinctively.

The body made of magic power was completely drained of magic power. Its presence was so weak that it could no longer be called transparent... It should be said that it disappeared.

No matter how many times he practiced, Su Ming could clearly sense the bottleneck.

To put it simply, every time you bring a skill you gain from the game to reality, the proficiency is 0/100, and when the proficiency reaches the maximum level, you can no longer improve it.

The only thing that can be improved is some small tricks and a more proficient combination of various abilities.

It’s not that sparring is useless, it’s just that... the improvement is very slow.

If the game really ends one day, and there is no way to go through trials again... That being said, people should know themselves and know when to be content. But the more you have, the more you will habitually want more.

In the past, I only thought about my sister graduating successfully and having a good life. I rarely thought about my own future.

"Clap."

"Ah...Mr. Ming, are you okay?"

In the moment of distraction, the wooden sword held by Jiang Mengying hit Su Ming's shoulder.

To be honest, it's kind of painful to be hit by a wooden sword with magical power.

"fine."

Su Ming shook his head, threw the wooden sword aside, and took out a cigarette from his coat.

"Are you really okay? You just used all your strength..."

"We need to give it our all. Otherwise, it's meaningless."

"..."

"Xiao Jiang. You are very strong."

While lighting a cigarette, Su Ming calmly looked at Jiang Mengying, whose body was gradually becoming solid.

"That's because Mr. Ming didn't take it seriously..."

"No, I also tried my best."

Su Ming didn't lie.

In real life, I don’t know how to reload the save file, so this is my full strength without any trump card.

It is impossible to think that you will attack with all your strength right away, and if you can't hit the opponent, just reload the game and try again until you hit the opponent.

Facing Jiang Mengying, the only advantage is that after the "Pure White Wings" become perfect, they can glide very far and very fast. If I'm alone... I can run against anyone around me.

Looking at Jiang Mengying's drum, it was covered by loose wide-leg pants. The legs were also completely invisible...

"..."

Perhaps because she was being stared at for too long, Jiang Mengying's hands unconsciously dropped to her stomach.

"call."

Su Ming took a puff of his cigarette and looked away, staring at the dilapidated oil drum not far ahead.

"Is this what you wish for?"

"Eh?"

Jiang Mengying was stunned.

"That's it. There's no need to fight for status, and there's no expectation of being taken care of all the time."

"..."

Jiang Mengying hesitated for a moment and replied, "Yes."

"Ok."

Su Ming threw away the cigarette, stood up and put his denim jacket on his shoulders.

"Whatever you think, what you expect in the future."

"My idea is simple."

"Before I knew you were Xiao Jiang, I could protect you."

"After knowing that, now and later, I will too."

"..."

"Incidentally."

Before leaving, Su Ming glanced at her again.

"Slim-fitting clothes will really make you feel uncomfortable."

"..."

Jiang Mengying unconsciously covered her butt with her hands, her cheeks slightly flushed.

"But the same seems to be true for baggy clothes. Probably because I know what's hidden in my pants."

“Ah… this, this is…”

"I do."

"Mr. Ming?"

"Your drum. Of course, it's not just a drum."

"..."

"I'll leave my sister and Xiaoxi's safety to you for now."

Su Ming didn't suddenly want to be blunt and deliberately make her shy. He didn't want her to be more obsessed with him either.

People cannot treat people as tools.

At least there are people around me who really love me. But as Aunt Eliza said, in order to continue the purity of blood and cultivate power, if you want to be a superior... do you have to abandon the idea of ​​being entangled in whether you were born or not?
11 month 6 day.

in the afternoon.

"..."

I went to An Shiyao's company after a long absence. I didn't go through the front door, but quietly entered through the back door.

Although Su Ming didn't work here, his employee card was still valid. After An Shiyao changed many areas to doors that could be entered based on contribution or position cards, Su Ming's card was the only one in the company whose level was not high enough for management but was on the same level as An Shiyao. Well, even Su Ming's card could open An Shiyao's office at will.

"Are you... the legendary President Su?"

"To hook up with Mr. An..."

There is no such thing as someone who doesn't know Su Ming. An Shiyao's belly has grown so obviously recently, and I'm afraid that gossip about her and herself will exist intermittently in the company, and even new employees will know about it.

Just like his apprentice Xiao Li joked, even though many newcomers had never seen him, the legend of his "reversal" had always been circulating in the company. Even the marketing department where Su Ming worked was considered a Feng Shui treasure land for changing one's fate, and a lot of people had a special liking for the office and workstation where Su Ming used to work.

meeting room.

"You can rest in Mr. An's office while waiting..."

The secretary invited quietly.

"No, I'll just wait here."

Su Ming didn't go in to disturb them, but just waited at the door.

"..."

The meeting room was quiet at first.

But soon there was the sound of tables and chairs being pushed, and someone stood up.

"Boss An, I admit that I am a little short-sighted."

"But even if we take a step back, I am also considering the company. We have just gained some ground in the new energy vehicle parts market, and we have not yet established a firm foothold and have rashly opened so many side businesses."

"Even if it's profitable now, I still think there was nothing wrong with what I said back then. You were too radical."

"..."

Oh.

Did loyal ministers give advice to the emperor?
"rustle--"

The sound of paper sliding and passing.

"..."

There was another moment of silence.

Is it the end of the loyal minister?
"That's not what I said. I…I only said it once."

"At that time, I didn't know Mr. Su's contribution to the company...so..."

"..."

Oh.

It looks like it's really over.

An Shiyao is very serious about work, and even more serious about things that concern herself.

"I didn't know it at the time! I thought I had so much power even though I wasn't in the company... You even gave an outsider the greatest authority in your position! And the salary..."

"..."

"I really didn't know that Mr. Su's salary was paid by you privately, and..."

It looks like I can’t continue writing this.

Su Ming could imagine An Shiyao staring coldly at the neutral-voiced employee without saying a word, and the other people in the meeting room also dared not make a sound.

"What else?"

Finally, An Shiyao spoke.

Really cold.

It's completely different from grabbing your hand and acting coquettishly.

“I wasn’t wrong either!”

"This is not because of your good vision, but because you rely on men to support you! You were born in a wealthy family and can be independent... Why do you have to rely on men?!"

“I never heard during my interviews that the top executive was not a woman, but a man who didn’t even come to the company.”

"This is deception! If I had known that the top executive was not a woman, I would definitely..."

"..."

"Okay, shut up."

An Shiyao's tone became even colder, and she seemed to no longer want to talk nonsense. "I have asked a lawyer to collect evidence to accuse you of trying to incite female and male employees to confront each other during your free time in our company. Don't tell me about being an independent woman. You are not qualified."

“I feel pity when I see you.”

"..."

The neutral voice was from a girl with short hair and glasses, and she gritted her teeth. In addition to her anger, she was completely unable to hide the fear that An Shiyao's words had brought to her. "Huh, finally President An stepped forward to solve the problem himself."

"Everywhere is not peaceful lately... A bunch of weird people are pushing for gender freedom, it's crazy."

"I guess the HR who hired this person will also be fired, right?"

"Hey... I think if she hadn't used President Su's story to preach, President An might have thought about straightening her mind."

"Of course... When was the last time I saw President An so angry? Oh. At that time, I was still a sales representative. If you want to say something bad about someone, just use President Su as an example."

"..."

After all, she was discussing with the management team who were leaving the meeting.

"..."

Su Ming didn't want to be forced into a small talk, nor did he want to be flattered. He hid at the stairwell, behind the iron door of the emergency passage.

An Shiyao didn't come out of the conference room. From the sound of clacking, it seemed that she was still operating the computer.

"Secretary Gao, go check it out."

"There are several people in our company who were influenced by her. We fired all the employees she was close to. No one was left."

"I don't want our company to have the same experience as a big platform did a while ago."

"..."

"Secretary Gao, what do you think an independent woman is?"

Being in the position of eavesdropping, Su Ming really felt that the secretary was a bit miserable. It was difficult to give a good answer to satisfy an angry boss.

"Boss An."

"I just met Mr. Su. He should be waiting for you in the office right now. Or maybe he's hiding somewhere... giving you a surprise."

"Eh? He's here? He didn't tell me..."

"..."

Su Ming suddenly felt that secretaries should be living a comfortable life.

Is it necessary to answer the question?

Wouldn't it be better to just change it to what the boss wants to hear? The so-called fundamental solution to a problem is to solve the source of the problem directly. The thousands of years of tradition in the Snow Country really didn't lie.

11 month 6 day.

in the afternoon.

"Crack."

An Shiyao stretched out her legs wrapped in black stockings, and because it came suddenly...that's why I could see it.

The toe of the sock is open, so you can trim your nails without taking off the socks.

"If you keep walking, your toes will touch each other... and it will be sore after a while."

“And it’s not breathable.”

"..."

Su Ming didn't answer, but continued to operate the nail clippers.

"Mr. Su Ming, are you sure you won't cut it to look like it was chewed by a dog?"

"……Believe me."

"Why did you suddenly come to the company... and it's like..."

"..."

"Mr. Su Ming has done something wrong again?"

"I just came to take a look. It is my responsibility to pay attention to whether pregnant women have a tendency to prenatal depression."

An Shiyao must have done her nails regularly, otherwise as her nails grow, the red at the bottom will definitely turn back to its original color. But now, the ankles she is holding have each nail painted perfectly. Very evenly.

"Mr. Su Ming also heard it just now, right?"

“I saw a short video a while ago and thought that there shouldn’t be anyone with this tendency in the company.”

"The last time she gave me advice, I was trying to convince her with reason."

"As a result, I casually asked my secretary to help me take a look, and I found that this person is not clean. He always likes to consciously lead the topic to various aspects of freedom."

"..."

"Crack."

"Mr. Su Ming."

"Ok?"

"After you helped me cut my nails, I felt that it would be impossible to get a new manicure even if I spent 688 again. It would take at least 2000 to do it."

"If I don't practice, I'll never be able to cut it well."

"I didn't ask you to practice. Huh?! What, what is this?"

An Shiyao almost fell off her chair when Su Ming suddenly pressed the acupoints on the soles of her feet.

"Yao, you look a little weak."

"...No."

"?"

Why don’t you sit up and refute it immediately like you did before?
"Even if I feel a little weak, it doesn't matter since I'm a girl..."

Although Su Ming had put away the nail clippers, An Shiyao still had no intention of retracting her feet. Instead, she stared at him.

"Now, everyone in the company is working... the secretary has also gone to work."

"..."

"You came here on your own initiative! You just wanted to know what I meant, right?"

"No. Just stopping by for a stroll."

"That was just something I thought of! Otherwise I wouldn't have come here!"

"..."

Her feet wrapped in black stockings were very naughty, and her toes were torn open, which was inexplicably sentimental.

"When the doctor asks me how I got athlete's foot, I will expose you."

"Then you touched someone's feet and even touched someone's baby mess... I will also give you away. Humph."

"..."

Looking into An Shiyao's eyes, it was just normal...shyness, but I could really feel the happiness.

I was happy, probably because I didn't expect that I would come here on my own initiative before getting off work.

"Yao."

"What's up? You're suddenly so... greasy today."

"I want to confess."

"..."

An Shiyao paused, retracted her feet, and went to pull up the blackout curtains on the window that was originally only half-closed.

"I really did something wrong after all."

Then, of course, he came back and stretched out his legs again.

"Is it about that girl? Besides the childhood sweetheart."

"No, that's what I meant."

Even if Su Ming closed his eyes, he could only feel that An Shiyao might be a little resentful.

But not angry.

If he was really angry, he couldn't have maintained this strength to serve himself. At most, he would have increased the speed. How could he understand this as being upset or angry?
"I may not stop until I can no longer use my abilities to become stronger."

"..."

This time she really stopped. She didn't move.

Then she retracted her legs and squatted in front of Su Ming. The professional skirt was tight around her waist, showing off her seductive curves between the skirt and the black stockings.

"That's Mr. Su Ming's ultimate goal, right? To strive until you can no longer make progress and become a useless person."

"more or less."

"Then what kind of woman do you think I am, Mr. Su Ming? Will I be a stumbling block when Mr. Su Ming wants to make progress, or will I be a good wife and helper?"

"..."

The answer may not be important. After all, she was already squatting in front of him, closer. Her hair tickled Su Ming's ribs.

"I'd be jealous. And angry."

"But since Mr. Su Ming said it so seriously, I will also answer seriously."

"I like to settle accounts later."

"When that time comes, I will pour out all the vinegar at once. I won't care about who is my legal wife."

"..."

"Now, do I look unworthy of being regarded as Mr. Su Ming's good wife, spiritual support... a wife with a legitimate excuse?"

"……Feel sorry."

"Mr. Su Ming, do you think that if I apologize while standing up more than usual, I would think it is very sincere or not?"

"Because you are so skilled and abrasive in serving me."

"Because it is the real baby. Humph...it will glare at me when it is unhappy."

"hiss……"

In fact, Su Ming knew very well that the answers to some things would not change whether you asked or not.

But what I said was not the truth.

It's not just about games. If you have to work hard forever because of the unknown future that has not yet arrived, what level of strength will be considered perfect? ​​And you can't become the omniscient and omnipotent God in the story.

Then take a step back and just do everything you can. Do the simple things that can build up your strength... Don't refuse, it's that simple.

Aunt Eliza is strong.

I will protect Xue'er without you having to say it, but I may not protect An Shiyao.

I felt that I was influenced by what I had experienced and what Aunt Eliza had said...even my thoughts began to emerge.

"Okay, it's not angry now."

An Shiyao stood up again and picked up two pieces of paper.

"Mr. Su Ming, please go back. I'll talk to you after I get off work."

"Remember to send me a message in advance if you want to eat anything, don't just say whatever you want."

11 month 6 day.

In the afternoon, it was getting dark.

[Potato pancakes? Then I need to buy some more chili peppers. I don’t think I have any dried chili peppers at home.]

[This little thing, what else? ]

An Shiyao got off work and went shopping for groceries.

After replying the message, Su Ming put down his phone. Then he looked at the person in front of him. She was wearing a fox mask, and her figure was completely hidden in her robe... He could only tell that she was a woman through the gap in the hem of her robe, because of the small gap caused by the baby cafeteria.

She just stood there, holding her phone, with words typed in advance on the screen.

After Su Ming finished chatting, she clicked on the voice reading function. If I read it correctly, it should be the gentle female voice of Xiao Ai.

But AI's gentle female voice...

"Want me."

"Or do you want them?"

Coupled with these two short sentences, there is an inexplicable mechanical chill.

"..."

Su Ming tried to get her thoughts or information about her from the mask she was wearing. But he couldn't... the mask completely covered her face. The hole for the eyes was her forehead, maybe because her face was too small? Or maybe the mask was too big.

In short.

If she was the one who appeared not long after Jiang Mengying left and had been staying in the villa the whole time, she must be the culprit behind the recent trouble.

Next target.

"Can't I have them all?"

Regardless of whether he could see into her thoughts or not, Su Ming could only give one answer.

(End of this chapter)