Chapter 1289 (1/2)

”Since you say you can play, you can teach me how to play next.”

Listen to this sentence, Fang Yu suddenly feel his whole person is not good.

His technique is OK, but it's not up to the level of teaching people to play games.

And if he doesn't teach him well, what should the president do when he sends him to Africa?

”President, I'm still chatting with my girlfriend. I'd better find someone to teach you.”

For Fang Yu's answer, Ji Qinglin only said three words, ”year end bonus.”

Fang Yu thought that he was going to raise his year-end bonus. He was so excited that he poked his hands. ”President, how much do you plan to raise for me?”

Ji Qinglin looked at him with the eyes of the mentally retarded, ”when did I say that I would give you a year-end bonus?”

Fang Yu suddenly Leng Leng, ”what do you mean?”

”If you don't want to teach me, your year-end bonus will be halved this year.” Ji Qinglin said very ruthlessly.

Fang Yu almost cried.

What evil did he do in his last life? Why did he meet such a devil's boss?

”President, I'm not reluctant. I'm very willing.”

”Come on then.”

A few minutes later, Fang Yu wants to go back to the past and kill the promised self.

He thinks that Ji Qinglin is the kind of person who can learn only by making it several times, but he doesn't think that Ji Qinglin is a waste material in the aspect of games, and no matter how he teaches, he doesn't make any progress.

Fang Yu now is to understand why those teachers in the face of poor students so collapsed?

Ji Qinglin is the poor student, and he is the teacher to collapse.

After seeing Ji Qinglin's game character die again, Fang Yu can't help it.

”President, it's very late now. I'd better go to bed.”