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Then, ignoring the oil stain on the other party's body, the woman took the initiative to extend her right hand to him.

"Hello, Mr. Bastien, I am from the HR department of L'Oréal France, my name is Joanna, I hope you will accept our invitation to L'Oréal!"

Seeing this action, the middle-aged man was terrified.

He hurriedly wiped his hands, and then timidly held the other party's Ruyu's hand, and then touched it.

God, I actually shook hands with the woman I can only see on TV on weekdays, and the other party didn't dislike me for being covered in oil.

At this moment, a trace of emotion surged into the heart of the middle-aged man.

Forget it, forget it, promise her! Even if you fall for it, it's worth it!

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man nodded heavily: "Okay, I promise you!" You don't need 3,000 a day, you can give me 300! ”

When the sound fell, the fashionable woman smiled, then turned sideways and invited the other party to the recruitment desk to sign a contract.

"Please, sir!"

"Thank you!"

After an instant, the two disappeared.

Seeing them disappear, Chanel's recruiters immediately scolded:

“Fuck！ This watch, she has already robbed 7 or 8 of us! ”

Everyone was angry with the enemy, and they cursed the woman one after another.

"Why doesn't that cousin go to hell, every time we ask for clear information, she comes to rob people!"

"Who's to say it isn't? Isn't she just relying on L'Oreal to be a member of the Watermelon Alliance? It's so rampant! ”

"Grass damn it, the watermelon alliance is amazing, it's annoying, Lao Tzu is going to ...... the watermelon alliance"

At this moment, the audience was silent again, and everyone looked at the person who was scolding.

Admiration was written in everyone's eyes.

Awesome, my brother!

Say it, go on, what do you want to do with the Watermelon Alliance? Say it......

Feeling the attention of the audience, the person couldn't scold anymore.

Endless fear was surging inside him, and he suddenly realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing.

Oh my God, that's the murderous Watermelon Alliance!

How dare you scold it, and still scold it in public. Oh, MYGOD, if someone sues me, maybe I won't see the sun tomorrow.

At this moment, the person suddenly raised his hand and covered his mouth, not daring to make any more sound.

Damn, shrunken turtle!

Everyone looked at each other with disdain, and then continued to look for job applicants......

……

Today it is not only the major French companies that are hiring, but also the capitalists of the whole of Europe are rushing around for talent.

Every company is crazy, and the treatment offered is higher than the other.

And even crazier than Europe are the American capitalists.

Because, according to the inside information they got, the White House luncheon is over. Now the leaders of the 88 countries of the Pumpkin Alliance are holding a conference in the White House.

There was only one topic to be discussed. That's-

In the future, what kind of governance model should the major planets of the solar system implement?

Is it a democratic deliberative system, or a centralized system of the Governor of the planet.

Half an hour later.

"Jingle bell!" "Jingle bell!" ……

United States, Morgan Consortium Mansion. The owner's private phone rang urgently.

It was an inside call from the White House.

In just three seconds, Morgan Sr. personally picked up the phone.

"Hello sir! The first issue of the Pumpkin Alliance has been decided! ”

At this moment, old Morgan's heart almost stopped beating, and his hand holding the phone was trembling slightly.

"Sir, in the future, all the planets in the solar system will implement the 'Governor's Centralized System'!"

Rumble!

Like thunder resounding through the sky, old Morgan was shocked.

In a few moments, endless ecstasy surged into his heart.

Well, great!

"Thank you for the message, I'll have the payout credited to your account later!"

"Thank you, Mr. Morgan, it is my pleasure to serve you! Good bye! ”

"Goodbye!"

Hanging up the phone, Morgan Sr. immediately summoned the family members.

"Immediately go and recruit people, miners, chemists, metallurgists...... As long as it is helpful to the cause of the moon, you have to do it all! ”

"Yes, sir!"

"And immediately go to the Middle East and Africa to recruit mercenaries, I plan to form a solar system expedition!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Also, prepare three gifts for me, one for Ike, one for Miss Alice, and the last one for Ike's parents, Mr. and Mrs. Williams! Thank you for their contribution to humanity! ”

As soon as these words came out, the family members were stunned.

What's going on? When did we Morgan become so great?

"Don't go yet!" Old Morgan roared.

Hearing this, the family members immediately nodded and left the room.

When everyone was gone, old Morgan could no longer contain his ecstasy, and laughed happily.

Hughes is good, he represents the capital, and he really didn't disappoint everyone.

The governor system is good, much better than what kind of dog ** system!

As long as we get more resources and sell them to the Pumpkin Alliance, just like we lent money to the Fed in the first place. When they can't afford to pay back, that's when we rule a planet!

……

United States. White House.

In the large conference room, the leaders of various countries were discussing fiercely at this time.

Just now, everyone has reached an agreement that the major planets will implement the system of centralized governorship in the future.

So, now the question arises!

The moon has been taken into everyone's pocket, who should be the first ruling governor of the moon?!

As soon as this issue came out, the hearts of everyone in the audience tightened together.

Suddenly!

A young man in his 30s stood up, and everyone was shocked.

It's him, the leader of the Watermelon Alliance, Hughes! Hughes Roosevelt!

"Ladies and gentlemen, I intend to propose myself to be the first administrative governor of the Moon."

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent.

U.S. President Barack Obama was overjoyed and was about to nod.

At this moment, the leaders of China and Russia suddenly stood up and spoke out in unison.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Hughes, but as far as we know, you don't have any experience with the ruling side."

Hearing this objection, Hughes nodded and said:

"Yes, gentlemen, it is true that I have no experience on the ruling side. I rose up from the military. But what does it matter? ”

"Although I am a federal officer, my greater identity is the leader of the Watermelon Alliance, a capitalist, and a businessman! Therefore, if I were to be the first Governor of the Moon, I would not disregard the interests of either side. ”

"For example: China. If I were the governor of the moon, then I guarantee that the right to develop and inhabit the Altai Mountains is yours, including the plains around it. ”

As soon as these words came out, the Chinese president fell silent.

Politics is like that, the two sides exchange interests.

Afterwards, Hughes looked at the Russian president: "Mr. Putin, how about Russia being able to share the same lunar land as China, at least 6 million square kilometers?" ”

The sound fell, and the Russian president was also silent.

How much surface area does the entire Moon have? 38 million square kilometers.

In other words, China and Russia should divide at least 1200! The remaining 2,600, and 86 countries!

It's okay, you should be content!

At this moment, the leaders of China and Russia glanced at each other, and both sides saw satisfaction in each other's eyes.

It's better to talk to the capitalist Hughes than to talk to the federal government!

Immediately, the leaders of the two countries did not say anything and quickly sat down.

"EU: 900!"

"USA: 1000!"

"Japan: 200!"

"South Korea: 100!"

“……”

Hughes offered the price one by one, and the sound of dividing the cake resounded through the room...... (To be continued.) )