NOVEL NEXT Chapter 62 Get your wish
Feng Sanshui was summoned again, but compared with the uneasiness last time, this time Feng Sanshui held his head high and was neither humble nor arrogant.
"Are you Feng Sanshui?" Jin Bei was wrapped in a quilt and sitting on the sofa. He looked as weak as a smoker during the Republic of China, with dark circles under his eyes.
"Yes, Boss Jin." Feng Sanshui lowered his head and responded respectfully.
"Are you in charge of Shijie now?"
"Yes, Boss Jin."
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Coming out of Boss Jin's villa, Feng Sanshui smiled. He could see Feng Shanlang's motorcycle parked at the door, blocking the entry and exit of vehicles.
When Feng Shanlang saw Feng Sanshui, he quickly started the car and was about to pick up someone. At the same time, a black car turned in and was blocked from the road.
Feng Shanlang found that he was blocking the road, and just as he was about to make a move, the driver's seat lowered the window, and Scar, the number one thug next to Mad Dog, poked his head out, "Get out!"
Oh shit! ! Feng Shanlang also had a bad temper, and as soon as he turned the handle, he would directly give Scar a facelift on the front of the car.
"Youngest!" As soon as Feng Sanshui shouted, Feng Shanlang's movements stopped. Dao Ba scowled, spat in the direction of the motorcycle, raised the window, and turned the wheel around. At this time, in the back seat of the car, The window was open, and the mad dog looked at the brothers with a half-smile, his eyes unkind.
"Brother, why didn't you let me hit him to death?" Feng Shanlang was furious. He stared at the red light of the parking space and disappeared at the gate, gritting his teeth.
"Grasshoppers after autumn will not live long. Don't pay attention to them." Feng Sanshui sneered.
Jin Bei had given him full management rights of Shijie, and even asked his subordinates to make several phone calls in front of him, all of which were handed over to him.
I don’t know how he managed his new dock. Looking at Jin Bei’s condition, when he mentioned his new dock, it was as if he had seen a ghost. He didn’t want to say more. Both inside and outside his words were just to make him look up to him.
Jin Bei: Isn’t it just a ghost~
"Zhuan Zhuan, this Feng Sanshui, are you really prepared to reuse him?" Cao Ming has always looked down upon Feng Sanshui, a bastard.
"He has his use. I want to start here. I can't leave it here on Tenth Street. Business here will always develop, and there will always be people to take care of it. I am too lazy to clean up, one by one, never finished. Then Jinbei There is deeper water behind, so it's not as easy as this kid." The child's body looked unnatural to an adult, but Cao Ming never felt that.
She has been like this since she first met Yuan Zhuan; if she gets used to it, her physical features will be completely ignored.
"Mr. Cao, the first batch of interviewees have all come here. Here are their resumes." The new administrator was hired by Cao Ming from a hotel owned by his sister-in-law. Wen Xiangying is 43 years old this year and has very good abilities. Maybe it's because the people under his sister-in-law are too strong, and because of his age, he can't wait for the day when he can make his mark. Last time he encountered something, it was Wen Xiangying who handled it, which made him very satisfied, and his character is also It was really good; thinking that his sister-in-law had many talented people, and there was no shortage of this one, so he asked. His sister-in-law didn't stop him and let him ask on his own. Wen Xiangying gave an affirmative answer after a day.
"Okay, wait a minute, I have something else to do here."
"Yes." Wen Xiangying's gaze only fell on Yuan Zhuan for a second before she turned away and walked out.
He handed a stack of resumes to Yuan Zhuan, "I found these from the talent market. They are all veterans. Last year's reduction of conscripts resulted in a lot of people coming down. Although we are only in one district, there are still a lot of people here. "
Yuan Zhuan didn't say anything, and he flipped through the pages one by one. The youngest one was only in his twenties, and the oldest one was thirty-two years old, both of whom were 1.7 meters tall.
Wen Xiangying handed in a total of thirty copies, each of which was scattered in various towns and villages. Without exception, their wealth was average, and could even be called poor. Moreover, everyone had a younger brother or younger sister, the only child. No.
This is specially selected.
It can be seen that Wen Xiangying is really meticulous in doing things.
"How many copies did you get back?"
"More than a hundred, I'll let Sister Wen pick it up when I get back. What's wrong? Is there any problem?"
"It's nothing, I'm doing well." With such family conditions, people are short of money and have a burden on the family, so they work hard.
Wen Xiangying's direction was accurate, and he could see that there was something.
"There are no problems with the information. Take it to the boxing room. It's empty over there. I've found a foreign aid to pick a captain for me." Yuan Zhuan stood up and stuffed the ball into Cao Ming's hand.
"foreign aid?"
"We're here." Yuan Zhuan stood up and walked out.
"Ah? Who is the foreign aid?"
Fu Qi and Fu Nanbei are both 33 years old and are the guards coaches under Fu Quan. The Fu family guards retired at the age of 32 and became coaches, responsible for the training of the next generation of guards. They just retired last year.
Yuan Zhuan put on a black gown, a mask and brown glasses to hide her face. The system's voice changer cost her a hundred gold coins, which almost made her heartbroken. In addition, she used magic to do it to ordinary people last night. For this matter, one hundred and fifty gold coins were deducted together.
Cao Ming almost jumped in shock when he saw Yuan Zhuan coming out of the office.
"It's me." Yuan Zhuan turned off the voice changer, "I change my image and voice to make it easier to deal with things later." The last sentence was already the deep and hoarse voice of an old man, which made Cao Ming's facial expression distorted in shock.
When Wen Xiangying's voice came, Cao Ming took a deep breath and calmed down his frightened heart. His eyes passed over the size 42 leather shoes at Yuan Zhuan's feet, and he closed his eyes, unable to bear to look directly at them.
Could it be possible that these items of clothing were hidden in his office before?
The boxing room covers an area of 100, which is almost half of a floor. In fact, according to Yuan Zhuan's requirements, this area is too small. She remembers that his father's senior brother's family is a master of martial arts, and the boxing field at home has two acres. Oh, this is just the area where the outfield disciples usually practice.
Those few acres of training ground are what she yearns for, but now, her financial resources are limited, so she should take her time.
Yuan Zhuan followed Cao Ming into the boxing room. No training equipment had been purchased yet, so at first glance, it looked very empty.
When Fu Qi and Fu Nanbei came in, they saw Cao Ming and a short man standing tall in the middle of the venue. When they glanced over, there was nothing.
The eyebrows frowned unconsciously. This was just as the master said, it was new enough.
Cao Ming saw someone approaching and said, "Hello, coaches. I am the manager of Yuan's Security. My name is Cao Ming."
Fu Qi and Fu Nanbei came with a mission and quickly got into work. After understanding the requirements and intensity of this talent selection, the two went to the side to discuss.
"It's very unusual. Where did you find these two people?" Although they only said a few words, when they shook hands, they probably wanted to express themselves and show off their momentum. He stood on his head with chills at that time, feeling like he was being controlled. The feeling is quite frightening. There won't be any lives on these hands, right?
"Friend." No comment.
Cao Ming:......