When he walked into the ward, Lin Cheng quickly tweaked the mouse, clicked on his personal homepage, and continued to operate the permission settings in turn.

"Hurry up." Brother Daqiang cursed, his voice loudly, completely ignoring his request just now.

"Okay, okay." Lin Cheng looked at Lin's mother with some concern and then quickly operated.

Sure enough, when Lin's mother heard the loud voice, she couldn't help but frown, as if she wanted to say something.

"You need to verify the password?" Lin Cheng was puzzled. He didn't remember what password he had, so he filled in the login password, but the error was displayed.

Losing twice in a row is a mistake.

"Hurry up." Brother Daqiang sweared impatiently. He was in a bad mood now, and the guy opposite was still dragging his homepage.

"Don't be anxious? This requires a password." Lin Cheng's tone became a little bad. This guy had such a bad temper. He said it was the hospital asking him to be careful and he didn't listen.

Lin's mother also frowned and looked at her. He didn't have to think about it. Her eyes must be worried that he would have had a relationship with a certain smoking society. After all, the sound from the other side of the phone was very manic, with a typical style of the way and swearing.

Lin Cheng didn't know how to explain this. Just when he was about to enter his third password, he saw that the original homepage had been revised and reset the password, and his initial password was just below the software.

"Fortunately, there are only one letter, not many numbers." Lin Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and quickly entered the initial password.

The number buttons on this computer are fine, but the letters are a little bit like that. He pressed the l more than ten times before he succeeded.

"My grandma Caoli, you are teasing me, little bastard, if you don't work, please give me a new account." Brother Daqiang was anxious. It took so long to open a personal homepage? He was angry and swearing in a series of swear words.

Lin Cheng frowned. He was not a mud-killer, so he was a little angry, not to mention that Lin's mother was still there, so she would definitely not be able to stand these words.

"Hurry up and hung up the phone!" Lin's mother scolded in a serious voice. His son could not have friendship with these poor quality.

"Yeah!" Lin Cheng replied. He really didn't want to take this order anymore, and the quality of the opponent was too poor.

"I won't answer your order anymore. I will go to the number to withdraw the order. Please find someone else." Lin Cheng said, and was about to hang up the phone. Although the cost-effectiveness of this order is extremely high, the quality of the other party is really a big problem.

"What are you pretending to be a b? Little miscellaneous, a garbage that doesn't even have a king number, and what kind of great gods are you pretending to be? Grandma Cao Li, please withdraw the order for me quickly..."

Before the opponent could finish scolding, Lin Cheng cut off the phone. He really didn't want to say anything more to such a person with low quality.

Lin's mother's face was also ashen, and she was obviously angry.

"Who are you calling? Why are you so poor in quality? Don't contact such people again in the future? Have you heard that? Playing games can be done, but don't learn bad things. If you go to society, don't force your mother to hit you like you were when you were a child."

Lin Cheng was extremely upset. He didn't expect that the person who placed the order would be so poor, otherwise he wouldn't have brought the phone into the ward no matter what he said.

Lin's mother has been particularly disgusting children who are in society since she used to be bullied, so she has always wanted to go out and watch the gangsters. However, as long as she had a little thought of that, not to mention being crippled, she would have to whip dozens of times each of her body no matter how hard she was blew.

Hiss~ He was deeply impressed by using his palm to block the scent of the whip with a rainbow.

"I won't contact him again." Lin Cheng said, then directly placed the account of the True Immortal Road, then opened the order acceptance picture, entered the reason, and applied for withdrawal of the order, because of abuse.

In principle, even if such order withdrawals that do not cause any losses to the other party will deduct some double money, after all, you have wasted other people's time.

Of course, generally speaking, everyone is easy to talk to. If the other party loses nothing, you can choose to withdraw the order peacefully, and then both sides will be happy.

Otherwise, if there is a real dispute, customer service will need to intervene in the negotiation, and the time will be wasted will naturally be more time.

The above doesn't matter to Lin Cheng now. After he activates the "God of War Mode", the company that practices software on the Double Gold Generation will handle it themselves. Even if there is a dispute, he doesn't have to pay for it. At most, others will turn off his God of War Mode.

Squeezing his grievances in his heart, he continued to browse the available orders.

At this time, a small pop-up window popped up.

The other party disagrees to withdraw the order.

Lin Cheng frowned slightly. This guy really doesn’t want to withdraw his order peacefully?

At the same time, his phone rang, the same number as before.

When Lin's mother heard the sound, she also turned her eyes away from the TV, worried that her son would contact others again.

Lin Cheng directly pressed the matter and didn't want to answer. Could it be that he was waiting to be scolded?

...

In the smoke-filled Internet cafe, the bald big brother put down the phone stiffly, feeling a little stunned, and the younger brothers didn't know what he was thinking.

"Bang!" He suddenly slapped his shiny head and cursed fiercely: "Damn, am I ****, Grandma Caoli."

The younger brothers were frightened by him and rushed over to show their respect.

"Brother Daqiang, what's wrong with you?"

However, Brother Daqiang was very upset now and didn't want to pay attention to them. He said angrily: "Gengkengkengkeng, go play with you."

After driving away all the younger brothers, he tapped the personal homepage of the "Professional Dream" with his trembling hands. Each order-taking record exists in a way that he cannot believe.

2o12 January 12, 2o12, 15:3o accepts orders; national server Ionia points 23oo points-25oo points. Submission date; 23:3o on the same day, it took seven hours, and note 12 consecutive victories.

2o12 July 1st, O1:3o accepts orders; Korean server 25oo points-26oo points. Submission date; O7:oo on the same day, took six and a half hours, and note 7 consecutive wins.

2o12 September 9th, 8:3o accepts orders; US server scores 29oo points to 31oo points. Submission date; 22:3o on the same day, it took fourteen hours, and 18 consecutive victories were noted.

...

This "Professional Dream" received 13 orders, completed 1O win games and failed games; the winning rate was 1OO%

"Grassy Horse, each of these orders can top the server. He even won all of them in a row. How strong is this proxy training?" Brother Daqiang's hand trembled slightly. This was the most gorgeous personal homepage he had ever seen in his life, and it was also the last time he regretted playing this game.

He suddenly remembered the customer service sentence, "There is no possibility that the level of professional dream of training is too low."

At that time, he was still wondering if the customer service was brainless. He could say such very unobjective words, but now he understood that he would have to be a customer service, and he also wanted to do so, so he could only say that.

A total of 100 games and the ones who receive not low-end orders, no matter how low they are, they will have 2ooo points, and the higher ones will even top the top three servers.

"I'm a mud horse!" Brother Daqiang suddenly kicked the Internet cafe machine, causing the Internet administrator and his brothers to look at each other frequently.

He thought he was just a fool. He could be called the world's first generation of men in terms of data, but he was driven away by him like this. He even criticized others.

Under normal circumstances, there is nothing, at most I regret it.

But he still has a bet. The master lost in the last game and called him dad only on the surface. The key is that girl!! That sexy girl.

"I convinced him to not care about you. I will play with him in the future. I can't accompany you. We will cancel the meeting. You are too low and you can't become a master..." The slutty girl kept turning in his ears with words of despised him.

"Cao Nima, go ahead and call him." Brother Daqiang stood up suddenly and asked his younger brother to come over to him.

Agou came over with a phone in a panic and looked at himself, the boss who was angry.

When he dialed the phone, Brother Daqiang's hands trembled a little, and he kept talking nervously. What should he call it, Brother Daguo?

In a state of confusion, the phone was heard. Brother Daqiang was excited and felt that others must be tired of hearing the name of the great god. He hurriedly shouted nervously: "Dad!!"
Chapter completed!