Xingtie, I'm in Luofu, I really don't like vixens!

8:01

[Where are you? You're late.]

After that, there were several question marks, all sent within a few minutes of each other.

8:10

[Come here quickly, do you still want to work?]

8:20

[If you don't come over, you won't get your salary this month.]

8:30

[Believe it or not, I fired you. The next customer asked to see you personally, and you kept them waiting for so long.]

Another 10 minutes passed, but Yukong seemed to have changed his appearance.

8:40

"Did I do something to make you angry? Just tell me. I was just a little anxious, so I was so angry. Don't hold it in. Tell me what happened?"

Yukong suddenly acted like a woman, which made Mo Ye a little uncomfortable.

Finally, it is 8:50, which is now.

"Say something, are you disgusted by my age, Xiao Ye? If you can do a good job this time, I'll let you be on top next time, okay?"

For some reason, what Lord Yukong said started out sounding fierce, but gradually became off.

Is this what they call Lao Deng falling in love?

At first, he seemed a little anxious because a guest had arrived, but then he thought that his people were too aggressive and changed his attitude.

Mo Ye didn't know what to say next, he only knew that he was indeed late.

And judging from Yukong's tone, the person who wanted to see him seemed to have not left yet and was still waiting patiently.

There was no choice but for Mo Ye to continue putting on his clothes and then get up to take care of his image.

Finally, before leaving for Sichen Palace, he reported to Yukong that he was safe.

[Thank you, but I like to be passive. I felt tired after the last time, so you should continue to be on top.]

After saying this, Mo Ye, who had tidied up his appearance, almost rushed out of the door and ran towards Sichen Palace.

Tianbosi:

Chapter 61: Jing Yuan is also a slacker

On the way, Mo Ye was quite anxious at first, after all, it was his first time being late.

But as he ran, Mo Ye's walking speed became slower and slower.

Until I became completely leisurely and took a walk, and then bought breakfast on the way.

In fact, the reason is very simple. You are already late anyway, so what’s the point of being anxious?

Even if you pretend to be extremely helpless and very apologetic, your salary will still be deducted and you will still be scolded by your supervisor.

It’s better to take it slow, take a Didi, and wait for them to come.

But there is indeed a guest here, but I also need to wait for Xingcha.

There's nothing I can do about it, since my residence is outside the Tianbosi.

So to sum up, there are thousands of ways to slow yourself down.

When he arrived at the Sichen Palace, Mo Ye felt the surrounding gazes were a little strange as soon as he entered.

In fact, the reason is very simple. Although Mo Ye’s reputation in Tianbosi has not been very good before, there are some things that everyone has to admit.

Even though I'm afraid those people might be unhappy with me, I have to admit it.

This is Mo Ye, who is never late!

That’s right, never!

Although I use a stopwatch to clock in and out every day, I am almost never late or leave early.

Therefore, the staff on duty squatting at the door could only look at Mo Ye's arrogant face as he came in with a stopwatch, and dared not say anything.

And this time, this guy was unexpectedly late!

Despite the strange looks from people around him, Mo Ye didn't pay any attention to them. Instead, after entering the Sichen Palace, he headed towards the reception room.

It is where we usually receive guests, or when we do business together, we often go there to discuss business cooperation with others.

If nothing unexpected happens, the person that Yukong wanted to see is in the reception room.

To be honest, Mo Ye had never been into this reception room, because he had been slacking off here all the time, and he had not even visited all parts of the Sichen Palace.

The whole place is covered in fog of war, and we can only move forward in the dark.

I don’t know what the reception room looks like.

He didn't even know who the person Yukong asked to see was.

Before entering the door, Mo Ye thought of all possible people in his mind.

He even suspected that the person who wanted to see him was just a bastard who had nothing better to do than to cause trouble for him.

With these inexplicable thoughts in mind, he pushed the door open and walked into the reception room.

The decoration of the reception room is nothing too surprising, it is very Luofu style.

However, the man sitting across from the coffee table and chatting and laughing with Yukong seemed a little unusual.

The man with hair as messy as a lion's and shining like tomorrow's sun noticed Mo Ye, then pointed to the seat next to him and said with a smile.

"Mo Qing is here, please sit down."

Mo Ye stared at the man, and a sense of surprise and delight suddenly rose in his heart. Even though the other party was just sitting, he could feel that this man had an extraordinary temperament.

The clothes he wore further proved his nobility, but the expression on his face was amiable, like that of an elder.

This... could this be?

An idea came to Mo Ye's mind, but he was not sure.

How could a person of this level come to see me in person?

Even if I have to meet him, I still have to go to meet him.

"Mo Qing, why are you standing there? We are all friends, please sit down."

Mo Ye already knew who this amiable man was, who had a lazy air that gave him a sense of authority without even getting angry.

"General Jing... General Jing Yuan?"

Mo Ye asked this question cautiously.

"Well, this is me!"

Jing Yuan crossed his arms and said with a smile on his face.

After confirming that it was really him, Mo Ye suddenly felt his brain go blank.

Oh my god, this is really me, wow, I have only seen it in the game before, so ㈨≌■㈣－㈧,%㈡←㈣㈢㈢～″０㈤转(｝群: I only realized it when I saw it up close.

What should I do? What should I do? I seemed to have left him alone for a long time after being late, and I was so leisurely on the way here, not taking Jingyuan seriously at all.

No, if I had known that the person coming to see me was Jing Yuan, I would have rushed over at full speed and risked my life even if I was late.

Why didn’t Yukong tell himself that he was Jing Yuan?

No wonder Yukong kept begging him to come quickly. Mo Ye was even wondering which guest was so important that Yukong urged him so hard.

And now, Mo Ye understood why this happened.

Before, facing people of Yukong or Fu Xuan’s level was enough to make me nervous for a while.

For someone of such a noble status, Mo Ye had no idea what to say first.

I finally got used to it and the relationship got a little better, but suddenly another big bomb came along.

And this king bomb is really the king of the entire Luofu.

So...what should I say to leave a good initial impression on Jingyuan?

Now that I have it, I might as well imitate Tingyun.

Mo Ye suddenly thought of a solution and coughed twice. Then he immediately clasped his fists in front of him and saluted, like a knight saluting.

"It is my great honor to meet you, General, for the first time. Just like... I feel honored to be honored by your humble presence."

Damn, I forgot the lyrics. I was just too nervous.

I couldn't help but break out in cold sweat, I was really sweating all over.

It turns out that simply imitating other people’s speaking tone is too difficult.

Alas, that’s why I said, I hate worldly ways.

"Oh, what kind of honor is this?"

Jing Yuan felt that Mo Ye's words were quite interesting and he was very patient.

"General Jing Yuan truly is awe-inspiring without even getting angry, awe-inspiring and domineering. My admiration for you is like a surging river... I'm deeply moved."

"Sing to express one's aspirations."

Jing Yuan suddenly connected the words and went straight to the next idiom.

"..."

This made Mo Ye not know what to say. Could it be that he flattered too much?

Or is it that I didn’t imitate Tingyun well enough?

"General Jingyuan, please don't make things difficult for Xiao Ye. He was like this the first day he saw me."

Yukong sat on the chair with his legs crossed, looking at the tea in the cup, his thoughts inevitably went back to the day when he first met Mo Ye.

I remember that time, Mo Ye was brought back by Tingyun with a dirty face.

After seeing myself, I also looked a little overwhelmed and didn't know what to say.

Everything around him looked strange, especially after seeing his own fox ears and tail.

Mo Ye said directly.

"Ah, another green vixen!"

Even Tingyun laughed at that time. In fact, he didn't say anything wrong.

Fortunately, Tingyun is here and can help him save face.

What's more, he had saved Tingyun before, so Yukong didn't make things difficult for him.

Mo Ye curled his lips when his dark history was suddenly mentioned, while Jing Yuan seemed to be laughing.

"Mo Qing, Mo Qing, it seems like you haven't learned nothing during your time with Ting Yun."

Jing Yuan looked at Yukong with interest, then patted Mo Ye on the shoulder.

It seems that my ability to please others is really too poor.

Mo Ye muttered in his heart...

"You've learned quite well, but I still have to remind you that there's no etiquette of clasping fists among the Luofu people. Usually, if you clasp fists, it means you're about to compete in martial arts."

"I suggest a direct handshake. After all, Luofu isn't hundreds of years old anymore."

I thought Jing Yuan was being sarcastic, but he actually sincerely corrected some mistakes and even made some suggestions.

Oh, so that’s how it is?

Previously, Mo Yezhi believed that Luofu people would show respect to each other by clasping their fists when meeting others. Isn’t that the case?

"General Jingyuan, please don't make things too difficult for Xiao Ye."

Yukong also understood that Mo Ye was not good at pleasing others, so he quickly gave him a way out.

"Alright, alright, Yukong is right. Let's sit down and talk. Today I'm not here as General Luofu, but as Jingyuan."

At this moment, it seemed as if Jing Yuan was the master, but Mo Ye did not feel as uncomfortable as he imagined, but felt very relaxed.