Fang Xing was bound to a system as a blessing in disguise one day.
The system will give him a surprise meeting gift when he comes up: choose one of a million gold fingers.
Fang Xing was stunned.
Fang Xing was shocked.
Fang Xing was ecstatic.
Carefully choose a "one word and nine tripods", that is, under a specific emotional state, every word said by the bound person will come true.
Fang Xing was extremely satisfied. In a fit of excitement, he tied the golden finger to his boss who was cold, vicious, and had a bad temper.
... Heaven is going to kill him!
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"Can you do color matching? If you can't just put your eyes -"
"Director! I'll help him match it!"
"Do you know how to model? If not, just handle——"
"Director! I'll help him build it!"
"Have you ever studied art? If I were to draw like you, I might as well find a roof and jump - huh?!"
Wen Yi found that the young interns in the team were getting more and more crazy.
Not only did she frequently interrupt him in meetings, but now she even dared to cover his mouth with her hands. Do you want to end the internship early and get out?
Fang Xing endured the death gaze of his boss and felt miserable.
I'm all trying to save lives.
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