144: Chapter 144 Mount Tai! You damn Sima, are you putting on an act for me?

Qin Xun sized Mi Xier up and down, always feeling like there was a hint of seductiveness radiating from her.

It wasn't the slightly artificial charm of Liu Yiyi, but a natural seductiveness that seemed to come from her very bones.

He gave a cold laugh.

"Besides being a thirst trap, what else can you do?"

Mi Xier, with snot and tears running down her face, listed her skills like they were family treasures.

"I can sing."

"I can dance."

"I can play cards."

"I can cook."

"I can play games."

"I can play the piano."

"I can even herd cattle!"

As Qin Xun listened, an idea suddenly popped into his head.

Isn't this a natural-born slacking sidekick?

When he was working on Song Ying's proposal, his slacking-off value increased rapidly just by going out to play with her for a few days.

If he switched to this Mi Xier, who looked like nothing but trouble, would it increase even faster?

Qin Xun leaned over to look at Mi Xier and smiled.

"Then I'll have to see your skills first. If I'm satisfied, you'll stay with me for a few days to accompany me for eating, drinking, and playing."

Mi Xier's expression turned a bit awkward.

"The three 'accompanies'?"

Qin Xun's face went cold.

"In your dreams. I mean other reasonable entertainment and leisure activities, excluding sleeping."

Mi Xier asked weakly.

"Then how long do I have to accompany you?"

Qin Xun thought for a moment.

"If you pass my assessment, half a month at most."

Mi Xier grit her teeth.

"Fine!"

She watched Qin Xun's expression and slowly stood up. Seeing that he didn't stop her, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Should I perform a song and dance for you now?"

Qin Xun waved his hand.

"It's late at night and we're alone in a room. Don't go dancing your virginity away!"

Mi Xier: "..."

This person speaks so directly!

Qin Xun closed his eyes and summoned the slacking system.

[slacking-off value: 15300]

[Note: The next lottery draw requires 100,000 slacking-off points]

He opened his eyes and sighed.

During these days of planning for Dudu Tea, he had just been hiding in the hotel playing games.

Conventional slacking methods really couldn't increase the slacking-off value much.

...

Qin Xun picked up his phone and looked at Mi Xier, who was staring at him in confusion.

"First, let me see your gaming level."

Mi Xier's eyes lit up. She glanced at the bed under Qin Xun's buttocks, quietly backed away, and sat back on the bay window.

Qin Xun discovered his phone had been turned off; it must have been Mi Xier's doing.

As soon as he turned it on.

He saw over a dozen missed calls.

From Xia Ning.

From An Ke.

From Song Ying.

And a bunch of WeChat messages.

[Qin Xun, where are you?]

[Are you okay?]

[Mr. Qin, give me a call back after you turn on your phone.]

[Brother, I'm so sorry!]

...

Qin Xun directly sent a location pin to Xia Ning.

He looked at the night sky outside the window and thought for a moment; he had to work some overtime.

Otherwise, how could it count as slacking off?

He went through an overtime application process on a corporate office software similar to DingTalk.

Because he was now the number two figure in Oak Company, he had quite a bit of authority.

The overtime application was automatically approved.

...

Qin Xun started the game and added Mi Xier as a friend.

"Your game ID is 'Taishan'?"

Mi Xier was a bit proud.

"Doesn't it sound very domineering?"

Qin Xun didn't even look up.

"No, it sounds pretty stupid."

Mi Xier's expression faltered, and she forced a smile.

"Mr. Qin, I'm not bragging to you."

"I usually play Honor of Kings too."

"I have many famous national-level players and game streamers on my friend list."

"I often play with them, and they all praise me for playing well!"

"They all say my jungling is very instinctive; every gank is a success, every single time!"

Qin Xun ignored her.

The game began.

He was playing as the marksman, while Mi Xier was the jungler.

Qin Xun reminded her.

"This is my promotion match, so be serious."

Full of confidence, Mi Xier began to aggressively set the pace in the game.

Gradually, she realized something wasn't right.

Why didn't she have that feeling of dominating the field like when she played with those streamers?

Why was she dying wherever she went?

She peeked at Qin Xun's face. Seeing that he was getting unhappy, she quickly lowered her head, furrowed her brows, and played even more seriously.

"I'm going to help top lane."

"Uh... I'll help mid lane now."

"That... forget it! I'm going for the dragon."

Before long, she was sweating profusely and silently shut her mouth.

She didn't dare speak anymore!

They played three matches.

He endured for three matches.

Qin Xun couldn't take it anymore and was tilting hard.

"Taishan, is your brain full of shit or what?"

"You're either sleepwalking around the map or just feeding, feeding constantly!"

"Three games and you can't secure a single dragon?"

"Huh? Then why the hell are you jungling!"

"You can't even clear camps right. How do you get killed at full health in your own jungle by a low-health enemy jungler?"

"Tell me, are you feeding on purpose?"

Mi Xier remained silent, not daring to speak.

Qin Xun continued his passionate output.

"You're a full-tank jungler, yet you don't tank in team fights. You hide eight hundred meters behind the marksman—what's that supposed to mean?"

"That play just now, jumping from the jungle right in front of the enemy mid and jungler to feed—what was that about?"

"And that play where you flashed to bind a massive tank—what was that about?"

"Taishan! Are you freaking trolling me?"

Mi Xier was scolded until her face was flushed, and her voice was tiny.

"I don't know what's wrong today. My skills used to be... okay."

Hearing this, Qin Xun sneered.

"To be honest, Taishan, your jungling level is worse than Xiao Hei's."

"You probably don't know Xiao Hei. It's a dog in our town, an old dog with two lame legs."

Mi Xier felt insulted by these words and started to shift the blame.

"That mid-laner just now, I think they had some issues too."

Qin Xun was so angry he slammed his phone onto the bed.

"That mid-laner looked like they were paid to lose, feeding at critical moments and missing skills."

"But Taishan, you don't look like you were paid."

Mi Xier pursed her lips, her face turning bright red as she looked at Qin Xun, who was wearing only a pair of boxers.

He pulled the quilt over his crotch, exposing his upper body and legs, which made him look even more like he was completely naked.

She heard him continue to curse.

"You play like your parents and all your relatives were kidnapped by bandits—every dragon you lose, a relative dies; every match you lose, your parents' lives hang in the balance!"

Mi Xier didn't dare to speak, not a single word.

She felt like she might not pass Qin Xun's assessment and only hoped he wouldn't actually call the police to arrest her.

Just then.

Qin Xun's phone rang.

It had rung a few times before, but he was so focused on the game that he had hung up every time.

He answered the call.

Xia Ning asked urgently.

"Qin Xun, is that you?"

Qin Xun's voice was calm.

"It's me!"

The other end of the phone was silent for a moment, then Xia Ning's voice grew louder.

"Why did you keep hanging up on me?"

Qin Xun: "I was busy."

The other end was silent again for a moment.

"We've already entered the hotel lobby. Which room are you in?"

Qin Xun looked up at Mi Xier and asked.

"Which room number?"

Mi Xier replied.

"609."

Qin Xun was about to answer, but he heard Xia Ning hang up.

...

Down in the lobby.

Xia Ning hung up the phone.

Song Ying and An Ke both looked at her expectantly and asked urgently.

"Is Brother okay?"

"Where is Mr. Qin?"

Xia Ning walked toward the elevator with a cold face.

"He's in 69."

An Ke: "????"

Song Ying followed her and said urgently.

"Are you talking about a room number, or something else?"