Tie Guan Li and Cookie didn't see that Ye'er had just been attacked, and Ye'er had no experience in this situation for the first time, and he didn't know how to express it. (The full-text novel is written in а.) >

She thought there was no evidence to accuse the old man, maybe it was a little bug.

"What's on it?" Cookie jumped up, just touched the huge wooden wheel of the waterwheel, and then flipped upside down in the air, flashed twice and fell to Ye'er's side, his face full of surprise.

"Python." A word came out of his mouth.

The waterwheel sounded a "bang", and the wooden wheel could not withstand the weight and began to shake.

Snake Jun Mapi put a bamboo flute on his lips and blew two rapid short sounds, and a black shadow with a thick arm swam behind him, and it was really a black python ten meters long.

"Xiao Hei, don't be naughty, you won't be able to live if you scare people. "Snake Jun Ma Pi touched the head of the python the size of Hong, just like a naughty child.

The python circled around the hemp skin of the snake king, swam towards the Tuojiang River, and soon disappeared.

Jingchi Xuemei sighed at this time, pulled the corner of Ye'er's clothes and said, "Sister Ye'er, I'm scared to reply." ”

"I am not afraid of what I should be afraid of, but I am afraid of what I should not be afraid of." Snake Jun hemp leather held the green bamboo pole and looked at Jingchi Xuemei with a very strange gaze; "Girl, in this life, no snake will hurt you."

"Let's go." Jingchi Xuemei couldn't stand the eyes of Snake Jun Mapi, so she pulled Ye'er and turned her head and left.

Cookie and the Eight Immortals have all seen Liu Yilan's bamboo pole destroying the snake's hemp skin with red thread in the ring, and they have seen the dying white snake. At this time, he was very in awe of the green bamboo pole in the hand of Snake Jun Mapi, and waited for Jingchi Xuemei and Ye'er to go away before leaving.

If Zhuang is here, he can hear the meaning of Snake Jun's words. Yukimi Ichi has been cursed by a snake Gu possession, but the aura left on her body can guarantee that she will not be harmed by snakes in the future.

If Zhuang was here, he would not let go of Snake Jun's hemp skin so easily, he could see that Ye'er was attacked, and he would not be afraid of the python called Xiao Hei.

Snake Jun Mapi put away the medicine stall and was about to leave, when two black shadows flashed next to the waterwheel.

"Got it?" A young voice asked.

"No, that woman is very troublesome, she has something strange about her." Snake Jun Mapi replied.

"What's weird?" This time it was a slightly older voice.

"I don't know." The snake king put away the things on the gray cloth and put the bamboo flute on the ground; "The right thing has been done, and the curse is on the young man. He has too many things, and if I didn't provoke Xiao Hei, I wouldn't have a chance. What about money? ”

A young man walked out of the darkness, put a package on the ground, and picked up the bamboo flute. "How do you use this thing?"

"When you need the help of the snake god, blow it at him with a flute a few times, and you can't make a sound." Snake Jun Hemp opened the package, and inside was ten turns of bills.

"Don't make a sound?" The young man raised his head, and he was the ruthless master of the former Zhike monk of Fuxian Temple and Yunfeng Temple.

Snake Jun Ma Pi didn't answer, put the package into a gray cloth bag, tied it on his back, and walked downstream along the Tuojiang River with a green bamboo pole.

Another black shadow appeared, black short hexagrams, black cloth pants and black cloth shoes, but there was no black hair on his head, and there were a few scars on his bare head. It turned out to be the former host of Fugen Temple, the master of the ruthless master, Elder Kuki.

At midnight, the gathering in Nanhai Gonglan dispersed.

There were three more people in front of Liao Feng, and he knew one of them, to be exact, he had seen the photo on the social page of the Shanghai media.

"You're Mr. Li?"

"I'm Li Xiang." Zhuang handed his business card to Liao Feng and introduced his companions; "This Miss Ouyang and Mr. Lan Zhanjiang."

Liao Feng began to get nervous again, Miss Ouyang's financial column is a must-read for white-collar workers in Shanghai, and Lan Zhanjiang is more famous than "Divine Doctor Li Xiang". In Shanghai, although the name Lan Zhanjiang is not as loud as "Divine Doctor Li Xiang", it is a representative of a wealthy family with superimposed taste and wealth.

Miss Ouyang nodded with a smile, ma'am, there is the privilege of not giving business cards and not accepting business cards.

Lan Zhanjiang handed a business card to Liao Feng, and took Liao Feng's business card very carefully, read it very carefully, and put it in the pure gold business card holder. Unlike Zhuang, who has been playing with it in his hands; It's kind of rude to do that.

The closer you get to turning over the hole cards, the more you need to be more careful, Zhuang felt every trace of Liao Feng's body, and was slightly dissatisfied. Lehman is a thick high wall, and on Liao Feng's body, he can't feel the murderous aura passing through the wall. Perhaps, let him see the blood first......

"Zhanjiang and the friends around me like Mr. Liao's sharp pen and good insight, and I am very happy to have the opportunity to cooperate." Lan Zhanjiang uses pure English

Liao Feng was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that the final investigation began, and he didn't know that only he was the one who accepted the investigation.

Half an hour later, Lan Zhanjiang nodded with satisfaction and said to Zhuang, "I think Mr. Liao is the most suitable candidate." His wisdom and eloquence were sufficient to earn him the opportunity to speak with Mr. Lehman. ”

"Thank you Mr. Lan, thank you Mr. Li, thank you Mr. Fanxin." Liao Feng desperately suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, wanting to stand up and bow, but he was afraid that it would be too abrupt.

"However, Mr. Liao's shortcomings are equally obvious." Lan Zhanjiang changed his words and said; "Your expression is not clear enough, the traces of symbols in the language are too heavy≡ words are not written or reported. You have to abandon the all-encompassing mentality. Know that your audience isn't all well-educated, cultured white-collar workers. You should express this grand proposition in relatively simple language. You don't have time to be self-conscious, your mission is not to show the generosity and tolerance of Chinese culture, dignity and pride are your best weapons. ”

Liao Feng thought about Lan Zhanjiang's words and didn't understand much.

Miss Ouyang spoke; "The duration of the conversation is an hour, and without the beginning and end and the spitting in the middle, it will not last more than forty minutes. If evenly divided, you and Mr. Lehman will each have twenty minutes. You have to think about it, and in twenty minutes, you have to express your position and conclusions clearly. If you calculate it according to the text, it is about 5,000 words. ”

Liao Feng gasped, how could he express such a sensitive and huge topic in just twenty minutes and five thousand words?

Zhuang Zai looked at what Liao Feng once wrote and raised his head and said: "What Mr. Basket means is that the people who can be infected most are those who are selfish in your eyes] weak, timid, sleek, hypocritical, face-loving, and reckless people. Your words should be within their comprehension. Make a gesture to speak on their behalf, to convey to them an understanding of human rights, not to lead them to think along with your words. You should understand that they rarely have the time and opportunity to think about these kinds of questions, and they don't have to. You just need to make them feel that you are speaking for them, and let them experience the pleasure of venting the dissatisfaction that has accumulated in their hearts, and they are qualified. There are still three days left to find a suitable base point together. Well, tomorrow, we'll invite a few friends to discuss it. Mr. Liao, your friends can also participate. We can have a rehearsal tomorrow night, and I can invite a Korean friend who used to be arrogant and is now in Shanghai. I'm in charge of convincing him to play a warm-up match with you. Mr. Liao, your mission is to turn him into a clown in an hour's time. ”

"Mr. Li, do you mean that the rehearsal should also be broadcast live?" Liao Feng felt abrupt.

"It's not a live broadcast, it's a recorded broadcast." Laugh lines appear at the corners of Zhuang's mouth; "That man...... You should have a little impression that Mr. Lee Jung-hoon, former vice president and head of Asia Pacific of South Korea's Hanhai Shipbuilding. ”

Lee Jung-hoon...... That was supposed to be a clown. Miss Ouyang smiled with her red lips half-hidden; Mr. Liao's rehearsal chose such a person, but he was afraid that he would be out of standard. ”

Liao Feng is also a little frustrated, Lee Jung-hoon, the actor of the despicable nude photos. How could "Divine Doctor Li Xiang" choose such a rehearsal object for him? Talking to such a person, he does feel that there is a ** share.

The Taoist priest of Fanxin didn't speak much, and he couldn't help but speak at this time; "Miss Ouyang's opinion is very reasonable, Mr. Liao's real opponent is Mr. Lehman. Lee Jung-hoon's identity and status are too different from Mr. Lehman. If the effect is not good, it will damage Mr. Liao's image. ”

"NN will not be invited to participate in this conversation, and people will be invited to the website to record it on the device, and it will only be broadcast on the Internet." Zhuang thought about it clearly, saw that Liao Feng was not very willing, and said: "Mr. Liao, everyone wants to be famous, but there are not many opportunities. You'll need to lower your body and complete this rehearsal with the sharpest attacks possible. This is a test and a warm-up before going to war. ”

"I plant my blessings...... Mr. Lee's opinion. "Lan Zhanjiang spoke;" It doesn't matter who the opponent is, what matters is that you need to prove your abilities and find the feeling of being in front of the camera. We need to use this rehearsal to attract enough attention. ”

"Those who know me, Lan Gongzi also." Zhuang and Lan Zhanjiang looked at each other and laughed.

Liao Feng is a knife that needs to be sharpened.

At this time, people in the rivers and lakes better understand Zhuang's thoughts‰ Li Zhengxun's rehearsal has three meanings, one is to test the on-site sense of raising Liao Feng, which can be regarded as an advanced training; the second is to raise the public's attention again; The third is the point, to put pressure on the opponent and give Wang Xiangframe more chips.

After sending Liao Feng and Miss Ouyang away, Zhuang and Lan Zhanjiang chatted for a while, and they had to wait for another person, Song Zhongren and Song Gongzi.

In terms of relations with the media, Song Zhongren is the best person to serve as the coordinator. He also received an invitation this evening, but he called to say that because the negotiations were entering a critical stage, Cheng Zhenjiang called him about the publicity and communication of Fuhua Shipbuilding, and he really couldn't spare time. Zhuang called Cheng Zhenjiang, and Song Zhongren said that he would talk before winning two o'clock.

At twelve o'clock, Song Zhongren arrived.

Zhuang looked up and down a little surprised, Song Zhongren had changed, and he was wearing a casual military uniform that was obviously out of step with Nanhai Gonglan√ in a short period of time, Song Zhongren had a faint hint of anger on his body. It seems that the wicked still need the wicked to grind, Cheng Zhenjiang is preparing to implement quasi-military management of Fuhua Shipbuilding, and it is this former playboy who benefits the most.

At twelve :30, Zhuang walked out of the building side by side with Chen Yiyi, Fan Xin Taoist and Mei Lanting. Tonight, they're going to Jiaxue Garden. Tomorrow morning, Liao Feng and Miss Ouyang will also move in. In the next three days, Jiaxue Garden will become a hidden training center and recording center, and strive to create a city hero belonging to Shanghai.

Lan Zhanjiang was left behind by Liu Yilan, and Zhuang knew what she meant.

This night, the busiest person should be Song Zhongren, who has to contact the three major websites. Determine the specific operating costs. Zhuang gave him full authorization, and the matter of spending money was related to God, and Song Gongzi liked to do it the most.

A black RV drove up and pulled up in front of them.

The window glass slid open silently, and Huang Hai opened the car door and said, "Come on, I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Zhuang said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I can't be a light bulb if I want to." ”

"Knowing that you are a busy person, with Lanting with me, rest assured" Fan Xin said.

"It's actually you who I'm not worried about; Miss Mei's ...... "Zhuang was about to say a few crazy words, and Mei Lanting flew up and kicked him into the car.

Chen Yiyi sighed in disappointment, without Zhuang, she didn't want to step into that cold mansion at all.

Huang Hai immediately stepped on the accelerator, and the RV drove into the traffic quickly.

Zhuang flicked the dust off his waist and asked, "The one surnamed Xing is gone?" ”

"You refused to see anyone, so you had to leave." Huang Hai replied; "You don't need to hide from him≡ your operation has been canceled."

"That's great news. Where do we go now? Officer Huang, don't be too grand, let's find a place to have a few drinks. "Zhuang knew that he was free yesterday, otherwise, he would not have dared to appear so generously in the Shanghaijian Club to hold a welcome party for Mr. Lehman.

"The chief wants to see you." Concentrate on driving, and say more than a few slow cars in a row; "I don't have time to drink right now."

"Then forget it." Zhuang smacked his lips, he really wanted to drink now. Liu Yilan was afraid that he would make a joke last time, and resolutely did not allow the waiter to provide white wine for Zhuang▲Champagne and red wine at the party, which did not suit Zhuang's appetite.

"There's alcohol in the back seat, but, don't get drunk." The Yellow Sea is biased.

Zhuang said thank you, shrank and flicked, and moved his body to the back seat.

The yellow-brown overtook a few slow cars, turned his head, and saw Zhuang Zhen drinking in the back seat.

Finishing cloth.

Even if your message is just one (), it will become the motivation for the author's creation, please work hard to cheer for the author!

[Remember the URL . 三五Chinese网]