Bai Shuchao's voice was like an initiation, and the results were immediately immediate, but it was just bitter for Xia Xianze, who was originally watching the excitement on the sidelines. As soon as the CEO heard that the bald donkey was talking nonsense, he knew that things were not good, his face changed, and he bowed his head and left.

However, it was too late, and the people who were stimulated by the little Lori finally realized the main contradiction at this moment. The people quickly abandoned the culprit, and the siege was staged again, and the CEO finally couldn't hold it anymore this time, so he had no choice but to express his position: convene an emergency meeting of the whole party that night to discuss everyone's personal problems......

In some ways, the impact of that night's unrecorded, closed-door meeting was no less far-reaching than that of the meetings that would go down in history. The participants in the time-traveler, in the years to come, have already interpreted the scene into different N versions, and it will be passed on by word of mouth in many people in the future, and it will endure for a long time.

These perennial losers of the old time and space, who are accustomed to being hosted, summarized, and represented, found for the first time that the simple concept of the minority obeying the majority is really close to themselves, and it is really that simple.

Of course, it can't be elevated indefinitely, and this conference is at best a prototype, and the most positive thing about it is that it opens a small window into the way of thinking that some people have.

According to the experience of the early parliamentary struggles, that night it was supposed to be a night when tongs and canes should fly together, and fists and feet should dance with dentures. The reason why nothing unspeakable happened was not that the quality of the people who traveled through the crowd was much stronger than that of the people in the old time and space, but entirely because there were many people and the resistance was too weak.

After a wave of recklessness passed, everyone found that Xia Xianze was really a paper tiger.

The meeting resulted in the following decisions:

1: Allocate a sum of public funds to buy maids according to the capitation, and if you are unwilling to buy them, the money will be placed in a special maid account, and the special funds will be used exclusively with zero interest rate.

Two: Bai Shuchao does not enjoy this grant.

Three: New arrivals in the future are eligible for this grant.

The next afternoon, when Cao Chuan came from the old world and heard Mr. Xia describe to him how these bastards divided the collective property, he couldn't help laughing, and said a little jokingly that his own share was temporarily stored in the account - Mr. Cao is not short of women now, and he plans to wait for the future traveler to conquer a certain city, and then carefully select one or several beautiful girls.

This is a joke, because everyone knows that when they cross a certain city that is really strong and conquer the Ming Dynasty head-on, there are not too many women to send to the door at that time, and there is no need to spend money.

In the future, the "Ermao Community", which will be jokingly called by the traversers, has also been planned - in fact, it is the two courtyards in the northwest corner of Tangzhuang.

This is the end of a series of episodes brought by the second generation of the Liu family, and the traversers can finally implement the next plan.

With the arrival of a new batch of traversers, and Zhou Tong once again dispatched the people of the screen village to go down the mountain, now the traversers in Tangzhuang have grown to thirty-nine, including Zhou Tong, there are a total of seventy mountain bandits, and the manpower to carry out the beggar gang plan is enough.

And the three directors of the Pingfeng Mountain Underworld Unlimited Liability Company were finally fortunate to participate in the task arrangement meeting attended by all the traversers, and the three directors could be regarded as opening a foreign meat this time: It turns out that the fairies held a meeting like this?

As several traversers who were in charge of the preliminary preparations came to the stage to explain, and through a series of materials, figures, slides, and charts to explain the original intention, break down the task, and a meeting was held, the three natives finally clearly understood how their families were involved in a huge plan.

In Zhou Tong's opinion, such a delicate plan and the use of top-level moves such as "Wonderful Hand Rejuvenation" should at least be worthy of conquering Hangzhou City, but the traverser did all this just to be able to smuggle a few homeless people in the future?

What's even more terrifying is that this huge transfer plan for displaced people is just a precursor for the traversers to dominate the world in the future?

The bandit elites, who were accustomed to a wave of recklessness, could only sigh after thinking about all this: "The emperor is really not so easy to do. ”

......

A few days later, in the south of the city, Hu Zhengqi was humming a little song from a half-closed door.

Hu Zhengqi is short and fat, with two mouse whiskers, a pointed beak, bulging cheeks, and two big yellow teeth protruding out of his mouth, and he is a mouse.

Hu Zhengqi is a member of the beggar gang, because the force value is not high, he can only rely on drilling camps to pry horses to please his own incense owner, and for many years he has barely mixed into a middle-level errand in the gang - responsible for collecting the "regulation money" of the Chengnan Huazi Temple and two other groups of miscellaneous beggars every month.

Today, he had good luck, and he saw the flowers stealing the silver, and he snatched half of it. At night, there was nothing left, and it was all smashed on the concubine. This will make him comfortable, light and weak, and he is humming a little song to rush home.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked to a secluded place, he suddenly felt a stick wind sweeping, and Hu Zhengqi instantly fell down......

When he woke up, he found his house lying on the ground, in an earthen house, in which several big men were sitting or standing, and were watching him strongly.

The oil lamp on the table was on, and a man with a square face, thick eyebrows, and a short beard was sitting on a chair, and next to him stood a black dwarf with a knife and a murderous aura. He couldn't see the other two clearly, the room was dim, the shadows were daunting, and at this moment Hu only felt that he was urinating, so he didn't urinate on the spot.

Fortunately, after many years of mixing in the rivers and lakes, Hu Zhengqi still has some experience, knowing that such a scene is hesitant, he quickly sat up and gave his hand, endured the pain in the back of his head, and reported the name of his own boss: "Brother is a beggar gang in the south of the city Su Xiang's master, a few heroes brought their brothers here, I don't know what to do?" ”

The middle-aged man on the chair smiled when he heard this: "Please come, naturally there is something wrong." ”

Hu Zhengqi saw that the attitude of the other side was acceptable, and his heart was a little calm: "This, brother, I have a low position in the gang, I don't know how many heroes can use brothers?" ”

"I know that your position is low, Hu Zhengqi, seeing the wind makes the rudder, and you don't leave your hands when you slip, the dogs in the south of the city know it."

When Hu Zhengqi heard this, he "chuckled" in his heart, this group of people is not good, and they have checked the bottom of their own house in advance?

Before he could finish his thoughts, a piece of snowflake silver rolled at his feet. Hu Zheng was shocked, and the conditioned reflex he had cultivated over the years made him cover the ingot of silver with lightning speed.

The voice in his ears sounded: "This ingot of silver, buy you a word when you arrive." ”

"I don't know... I don't know when the hero is... What do you want to buy? ”

"When you speak, and what you say, you will understand when the hour comes, and it will be up to you to understand it."

But if Hu Zhengqi is a little tougher, or has been a troll on the Internet for two days, he will ensure that he has properly opened his mouth and scolded: "Nima asked Lao Tzu to speak when the time comes, when will he say anything but not tell Lao Tzu, let me realize myself, I understand your mother?" ”

It's a pity that Hu Zhengqi is just a late-thug gangster in the seventeenth century, and the current situation is that he is a man-made swordman, and he has always relied on shrewdness to eat, so he can only open his mouth and blink a pair of small eyes, not knowing what to say.