The President Is Very Busy [Western Fantasy]

White Cut Black Dragon Knight Attacks Lex&Foolish Money-crazy Red Dragon Suffers Ryder 1v1|he|double c|with deputy cp|slow-paced daily life|warm, healing and humorous story| On his eighteenth birthday, Lex Schwartz inherited his father's Red Scale Guild, which was an empty shell gathering dust and a million-gold IOU on his face. The creditor is a very scary red dragon, with a big temper and the ability to fight. Lex showed an evil human smile: Congratulations on the capital injection, you are now a shareholder and advisor! Red Dragon didn't understand the dividend mechanism, but nodded with satisfaction: food and lodging included. So the most powerful creditor in history began to work for humans to earn money and pay off his own debts. So, what else is needed to support the guild? You can't have the president and the advisor working together, right? Lex looked left and right, The aunt who opens the wine shop next door is a nice person, and the president of our association will designate you as a noble support staff member. Oops, the evil lord in the main city is not bad either. I want your daughter to be an accountant. What, the lady still needs to go to school? ... Then the only way is for the lord himself to teach the president how to avoid taxes. Well, the little Duke of Wangcheng is very nice, so he accepted it! The councilman of the dwarf city-state is also very nice, so he accepted it! The Elf King, who came to visit his adopted son with something in hand, sneered: Do you still want to laugh at me? Lex rubbed his hands: I think you are a good adoptive father. Are you interested in joining our guild as an archer? Lex stepped on the dragon's shoulders to accept tasks, expose conspiracies, find talents, and gradually support this small guild. The red dragon is easy to coax and raise. It will chew on rocks and sleep on beds. Lex felt that he had taken advantage of him, so he decided to make up for it in other ways, and he made up for it on the bed. The fat dragon's tail wrapped around him: "I'm interested in something new." "... Send me the bill." The next day, the noble accountant of the Red Scale Guild and the genius witch Eleanor sharpened her sword: No! A huge sum of money was suddenly paid out in our account, but we can't find the ticket stub! Damn it, don't let me know who touched my account! Let's just say, it really hurts money to talk about relationships. If there is a list, it will be updated with the list. If there is no list, it will be updated every other day. Nutrients or mines can be added. Advance payment "Who touched my game save???" Xu Jie, an ordinary human being who struggled with the college entrance examination, was finally liberated from the dehumanizing college entrance examination. He turned on the computer with joy and prepared for a hearty gaming journey. But! Who will tell him how the survival management game archive he saved on the steam platform a year ago has evolved from the primitive era to the interstellar era? Someone is playing my game! What is the platform doing? Xu Jie: Passionate and bloody battle comment area ing I clicked on the game interface and took a look. Damn it, the biological tree is crooked, the shit mountain code gene runs on bugs, the social policies are nonsense, and the fertility rate is so low! A large map has been opened, which is useful! Didn't you see that this tissue is about to disappear, and the little creatures he pinches are going extinct? Very quickly, Xu Jie rolled up his sleeves, opened the guide website, and tried to save his save. What? An uprising is happening, his little creatures are rioting? Come on, come on, kill these oppressors, the great insect god will trick you. What? The villagers restored the old facility and sent him Eureka points? Okay, okay, Insect God wants to see what you need... Okay, I'll help you arrange your marriage to your wife. What? Is his Eureka entity going to die where he is? No, no, it's up to you, Bai Yueguang, to save the insects under the instructions of the Insect God! ------------------ The leader of the Wings of the Amber Palace, the saint of the Holy Crown Palace, the theoretical constructor of time and space tracing and the general director of the project, the Eureka male Ismael Ntopa stood in front of the first officially launched time and space tracing machine and gave a speech to the public: Go to the realm of God! This is a big step for me, but a small step for the Zerg. One day, our research will overcome the shackles of the Creator, and we will solve the problems in genetic inheritance. May our tomorrow usher in a new Eureka moment. "The Zerg race lives on forever and never ends!" He went to the realm of God with great ambition, with an excited heart and trembling hands! The Domain of God is completely beyond the imagination of ordinary Zerg. Here he witnessed the great Insect God wielding cold weapons, and the merciless divine punishment fell from the sky: "Cockroach, fuck, beat the cockroach!" His divine power is primitive and savage, his war cry is thrilling, and his posture is extremely brave. God, he is simply a female among female worms, a mother among worms! The little spider Ismail shivering in the corner: Mother, my great mother, I am your loyal believer, an innocent young son, I only wish to crawl at your feet and pray that your hymns can be conveyed to me... 1. Atypical Zerg writing, with many private settings. 2. Multi-CP unit text, he, 1v1. 3. Thank you for reading my article. Purpose: The highest quality contract is trust and sincerity