The Association of Owners is even more aggressive than expected.

Lin Zhou didn't rush to pick up their words, but gave Lao Wang a look and let the staff in.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please cooperate with our staff to enter the information, and the staff will lead you to the hotel to settle your luggage, take a short rest, and after two hours, we will gather in the conference hall, and we will discuss in detail when there is something."

Lin Zhou didn't want to continue talking to these hall owners, the current situation of the Sprout Daoist Pavilion was too passive, and they didn't even know who the people who came were, and they needed a buffer time.

Therefore, Lin Zhou directly and strongly made arrangements, let the staff contact them for registration, and don't blindly follow their rhythm, otherwise the more you do, the easier it is to make mistakes.

After explaining the matter, Lin Zhou introduced Wang Huachen as the general manager of internal affairs of the Sprout Daoist Hall, handed over the follow-up to him, and then turned around and left.

After he got the registration information of these owners, he had to go to Rhodes to help him find a way to get the information of these owners, and he knew himself and his opponent.

However, Lin Zhou had just entered the office building of the Daoist Hall, and a person patted him on the shoulder from behind.

Lin Zhou was frightened, and subconsciously wanted to touch the Poke Ball on his waist, but was held by a hand that was already waiting there.

"Tsk, are you so vigilant in your own gym?"

Fujiwara Sakurako walked out from behind Lin Zhou with a smile, wearing a T-shirt and a short skirt, and rarely wearing regular clothes.

If it weren't for the acquaintance, no one would have thought that this person who looked like the girl next door would be the notorious investigator in the alliance, Sakura Sinoka, the current head of the Fujiwara family.

"Why are you ...... here?"

The corners of Lin Zhou's mouth twitched, and he didn't know why he subconsciously looked at no one around, he never thought that Fujiwara Sakurako would appear here.

"The security guards think I'm with the owners, but I'm not going to show my face in front of them just yet."

Sakurako Fujiwara blinked.

Lin Zhou waved his hand and said, "No, no, I mean, why did you come to Binzhu?" ”

"Of course, I came after the Pavilion Owners' Association, and I got the news that they were holding a rally here this morning, so I immediately pushed off all my itinerary and rushed here."

Fujiwara Sakurako unceremoniously handed the suitcase in her hand to Lin Zhou.

“Gentleman？”

Lin Zhou took the luggage.

"Arrange a place for you to live here too?"

"Uh-huh, but don't get too close to those owners."

"There is a set of VIP on the top floor of the park hotel, and there is a dedicated through elevator, how long do you want to live here?"

Lin Zhou said as he took out a key magnetic card from his pocket and threw it to Fujiwara Sakurako.

This VIP suite was given to him by Lao Wang when he came back this time, and it can be regarded as the owner's "row of noodles", but he has not had a chance to live in it.

Sakurako Fujiwara caught the magnetic card and flipped it in her hand.

"It's hard to say how long you stay here, it depends on the intentions of those owners."

Lin Zhou looked back at her.

"What the hell are you here for?"

"Canvassing for votes."

"Canvassing for votes?" Lin Zhou frowned suspiciously, and suddenly thought, "Elder election? ”

The election of elders in two months' time was the only big event in recent times, and he knew that six months ago the candidates from all over the world began to make speeches, and they were always seen on the Union's television channels.

And the last time he said goodbye, he remembered that Fujiwara Sakurako also told him that she was going to run for the alliance elder.

"That's right, the Elder Campaign."

Fujiwara Sakurako, who was walking in front, turned around, walked backwards facing Lin Zhou with her hands behind her back, and blinked.

"I'm currently running for the Elder of the Agriculture and Food Division, and I've been lobbying for voting families when I've been traveling a few years ago.

As a third-level section, the position of the elder of the agriculture and food department is relatively not so sought-after, and the competition is not too strong, and the current elders of the agriculture and food department will help me to give a speech to help me in the election, and at present, I have nearly one-third of the votes in my hands.

The votes of dozens of hall owners of the Daoist Pavilion are what I need to fight for next. ”

"You're alone?"

Lin Zhou pointed at Fujiwara Sakurako, with an uncertain expression on his face, Fujiwara Sakurako came to lobby for the ballot and came by herself?

"Of course not, my campaign team was supposed to come over tomorrow when they got the news, but I can't wait to come first......

Fujiwara Sakurako was halfway through her words, and realized that something was wrong, so she quickly changed her words and said:

"You know, they need time to prepare, pitches about lobbying, relationships dredging, funding materials...... Anyway, I actually came over for them to see the situation first, and it was a business schedule......"

Although Fujiwara Sakurako tried not to be so deliberate about her intentions and wanted to disguise it as business, the reason for being lame was not so shrewd.

However, there are times when a person's ability to understand cannot be overestimated.

Lin Zhou spread his hands.

"I understand, I understand, the boss is privileged, and I also like to throw the gym to Lao Wang and them and go out to play by myself."

“……”

Sakurako Fujiwara was speechless.

The two talked.

Lin Zhou also wanted to ask about Fujiwara Sakurako's uncle and what the result was.

At the beginning of the battle for the Root Orb, although many members of the Golden Hand were surrounded and suppressed, an important person, Fujiwara Shinichiro, was rescued.

It was Fujiwara Sakurako's uncle who "came back from the dead" and defected from the Elven Alliance to join the Golden Hand.

Lin Zhou only heard that the alliance had added a wanted warrant to him, and the subsequent development of that matter was unclear.

However, before he could ask, the conversation between the two was interrupted.

"Hathaway! Hathaway! Stop it! We can't run around in other people's gyms! ”

A voice came from behind the two men.

Lin Zhou turned his head to look.

A small, pure white owl nightjar with a different color is flapping its wings and flying around in the gym.

Behind the little white owl Nighthawk is a young man in a top hat, a curly mustache, and a flamboyant tuxedo.

He was dressed with bells and whistles, as if he had come out of a circus.

The tuxedo man eventually summons his white owl, named Hathaway, Nighthawk, and lands on his shoulder.

This extremely small, abnormally small white owl nightjar is less than half an arm's size, you know, the average owl nighthawk can be nearly two meters tall.

The tuxedo man also noticed that his elf's reckless behavior had affected Lin Zhou and them, stepped forward, and stretched out his hand apologetically.

"Oh, Master Lin Zhou, I'm very sorry, my Hathaway is still in the domestication stage, it's not very obedient, and it's very rude to make noise in your gym."

The tuxedo man is very modest and polite, which makes people feel good, at least not as disgusting as Lin Zhou as the three old hall owners just now.

"It's okay, don't worry."

Lin Zhou also stretched out his hand and shook his hand.

"You ......"

"I'm the owner of the Psychic Gym, Arcana."

……