Shocked! I write articles to survive among the interstellar Zerg

ten minutes later.

Han Ling used the optical brain of Bern Mountain to log into the visiting room of the interstellar prison and finally saw Parson.

Only four days had passed since Parson was arrested, but Parson looked haggard as if he hadn't slept for a whole year.

His dark blue hair was stuck up in a mess, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and he looked listless and tired.

He was wearing a light blue cotton prison uniform, with shackles on his hands and feet, and was sitting upright on a chair.

He looked at the three unfamiliar faces through the light screen and said with an indifferent expression:

"Who are you? I didn't hire a defense attorney."

The female lawyer smiled slightly:

"I just collect money to do things, and someone is looking for you."

"It's me, Parson." Han Ling raised his hand and said hello through the light screen.

Parson's dark pupils shrank suddenly the moment he saw Han Ling.

"Boss?" Parson opened his mouth in disbelief.

Han Ling nodded:

"Yes, it's me. How are you doing now? What crime did they arrest you for?"

Parson was stunned, just staring at Han Ling and forgetting to answer.

Han Ling had never appeared in the company before, and his voice had never been heard.

But when Parson saw Han Ling for the first time, he firmly believed that this was the boss!

Parson subconsciously believed that only Han Ling would come to save him.

But he never imagined that his boss would look like this.

His clean and smooth black short hair, fair skin, and delicate eyebrows and facial features are different from his strong and fierce appearance.

The boss feels... not like a female insect, it looks white and tender.

Parson was like a stuck program, observing Han Ling repeatedly, always trying to get the final calculation result.

Boss... is he a male insect?

"Parson? Parson?" Han Ling frowned. He suspected that his subordinate had suffered unreasonable abuse and became mentally disturbed.

"Your Excellency Han Ling, what's wrong with this female insect? Is she stupid?"

Golden Potato Bernshan was sitting next to Han Ling. He poked his head towards the light screen and asked curiously.

These words instantly made Parson sober.

Han Ling...Your Excellency!

Parson came back to his senses and looked at Han Ling with wide eyes:

"Boss, boss, you are a male insect!"

Han Ling nodded and said:

"I never told you about this, I am the male insect."

Parson had a look of realization on his face.

"No wonder, last time we were sued by the Male Insect Protection Association, but the company and the game were still able to survive. It turns out that you, boss, are the Insect!"

Parson got the answer and became a little excited.

He secretly recalled the game scripts written by Han Ling.

The most popular SSR cards and UR cards.

These things that are so dirty that you can drive indiscriminately are actually written by Mr. Xiongsong yourself!

"Parson?" Han Ling frowned: "Why did you have a nosebleed? Were you beaten in prison?"

Parson wiped his nosebleed with his sleeve and started talking nonsense:

"Boss, I'm fine. I'm fine in prison. It's just that the air in the prison planet is too dry. I may not be used to it, and I didn't sleep well, so I got a little angry."

Han Ling breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this:

"It's fine. What crime were you arrested for?"

Parson covered his nose and explained:

“Someone accused the company of stealing user information and then selling it illegally.

But don’t worry, boss, our company makes so much money selling information, how many credits can we sell?

The company will not do this kind of thing of throwing watermelons and picking sesame seeds.

Now those game companies just want to wait for time, and while I am in jail, they can throw dirty water on the company, damage the company's image, and steal our users. "

Han Ling breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this:

"As long as you know who did it."

Parson smiled and said:

"Boss, don't worry. I am not the CEO for nothing. I will be able to go out when the recent limelight passes."

Han Ling nodded, and then told Parson his rescue plan.

"...That's what happened. I wanted to rescue you quickly before, so I let people spread the news that Lingtian Company was about to cooperate with other game companies to develop a holographic love game."

After hearing the plan, Parson pondered for a moment, then nodded and said:

"Well, boss, your decision is very correct. Holographic games are the mainstream. Our love games will become even better with holographic technology."

Han Ling smiled:

"You have changed a lot. If I had proposed making a holographic game before, you would have been very resistant."

Parson shrugged his shoulders and looked at Han Ling with sharp eyes:

"The butt determines the head. Now that I am the leader, I have a group of game technology masters under me. Of course I will not resist holographic games. Your Excellency, I have grown and become stronger, and so has our company."

Han Ling chuckled:

"Well, seeing you like this makes me relieved. Then I'll wait for the news about your release from prison."

Parson nodded:

"Boss, remember to wait until I am released from prison before holding the annual meeting. Don't let those idiots from the Chamber of Commerce steal our money! You promised me the year-end bonus of 600 billion credit points, and you will share 300 billion with me!"

"must!"

After half an hour.

After Han Ling finished chatting with Parson, he closed the communication and returned the optical brain to Bern Mountain.

He smiled and patted Golden Potato on the shoulder: "Thank you for your light brain."

Bernshan took the optical brain, looked at Han Ling blankly, and murmured:

"The year-end bonus has 600 billion credits?"

Han Ling raised the corners of his mouth:

"What? Are you envious? Do you want to be my subordinate?"

Bernshan stretched out his hands without hesitation and slapped Han Ling's legs:

"Boss, accept me as your younger brother."

The corner of Han Ling's mouth twitched. He surrendered so simply. He looked very much like Old Flo. Bernshan was worthy of being the male of the Flo family.

Seeing Han Ling's delay in agreeing, Bernshan quickly said:

“Boss, don’t you think your cool tricycle needs a driver?

I can also contact my uncle often and ask him to help you with things. The price of hiring me is very cheap, and I don’t even need to be given a year-end bonus. "

Han Ling asked with a strange expression:

"Are you so short of money?"

Bourne Mountain flattened his mouth and painfully recalled:

"Boss, since you extorted 6000 million from me last time, my wallet is cleaner than my face."

"Ok?"

"Ahem, I'm not extorting, but boss, I really have no money. I've been eating the food they provide recently."

After hearing this, Han Ling had some doubts on his face:

"Didn't you say that you can't eat the food provided by Aphroxing? You ate it, but nothing happened?"

Bernshan was silent for a moment and said in embarrassment:

"You'll know about this at the dance at the end of the month. I...I can't describe it."

Han Ling looked at Bern Mountain as if he was staying here and refused to leave, and finally nodded:

"Okay, then I will accept you as my younger brother. When you have a rest from now on, come to the Central Castle to find me. Will I give you 300 million credits in a month?"

Bernshan looked overjoyed:

"Thank you, boss!"

Han Ling's face was also full of smiles. For 300 million per month, he got Old Flo to help with the errands. This deal was indeed a good deal.

Bernshan is so stupid, I’m afraid he still doesn’t know that he is actually a hostage!

While the two were chatting.

Suddenly, Han Ling's brain lit up.

A message came.