86. Are you going to assassinate me?
Another scene was like a broken mirror, and a scruffy old man walked out.
The military uniform was crumpled, he did not wear a military hat, and his sparse white hair was clumped into a bird's nest. "What group is invisible? I don't know who described my abilities as such a weak chicken. ”
He looked at Han Qingfeng, "Director Han, these guys have a secret meeting and recommend killing them all." ”
Han Qingfeng spit out a smoke ring, "I'm smoking indoors, you have no opinion, right?" ”
Everyone looked confused, you surrounded us with hundreds of people, and the weapons were all in your face, and you actually asked us if we had any opinions about your smoking?
Han Qingfeng paced back and forth, "Let me guess, what are you plotting?" ”
"You want to usurp power?"
A group of people hurriedly waved their hands, "How can we have that ability?"
"You colluded with the Zerg?"
A group of people were stunned, "That thing, there is no way to communicate, how can it collude?" ”
"You want to disrupt the harmonious and stable situation in District 53?"
They all sweated down, "How dare we? "I can't even think of it."
Han Qingfeng's eyes widened, and he shouted, "You want to assassinate me? ”
The faces of these well-dressed people changed drastically, and sweat flowed profusely. "Don't dare, don't dare, we don't have that kind of ability."
Han Qingfeng's gaze swept over their faces, "Really not?" ”
"Not really."
"We don't dare."
"It's just a little bit of discussion."
Han Qingfeng sighed, "It's not out of luck!" In other districts, there are several directors who have died inexplicably, and you don't even dare to think about it? ”
"What big can you do with this little guts?"
Everyone including Congqiu, Zhao Daming and the guards were stunned. "No one wants to assassinate you, why do you look so disappointed?"
A young man jerked to his feet.
Han Qingfeng's eyes lit up, are you finally going to resist?
The young master of Kaishen Logistics Company was frightened by Han Qingfeng's sudden surge. "Han, Director Han, I didn't want to do anything, I just gave you a place. You, you sit. ”
Han Qingfeng sat down with a big grin and gave him a blank look, "You kid must have said bad things about me behind his back, and when he sees me like this, it's useless!" ”
Han Qingfeng sat down at the bottom of the conference table, he glanced around, sighed, they were all miscellaneous fish.
Roche Pharmaceutical's Rorschach son-in-law and Ruihua Pharmaceutical's nephew Lian Wencheng. Companies or organizations such as the Eastern Railway Company, Blackstone Security, the District 53 Cultivation Council, and the Martial Arts Alliance are not the real controllers. They are all high-level cronies, but they are not in the real inner circle.
These people are all big names in the eyes of ordinary people, but here in Han Qingfeng, they are all miscellaneous fish.
He already believed that these people were incapable of such things as assassination and usurpation.
But I want to make sure.
Zhao Daming came and put his hand under the table, fumbled a few times, and then came to Han Qingfeng.
He took out a delicate openwork metal box with several golden flying insects inside, picked one up and threw it into the air.
A bright blue tongue flashed like lightning, rolling up the flying insects.
On the back of Zhao Daming's hand, the color distorted and changed, and a small color-changing lizard appeared.
After devouring the flying insects, the lizard actually began to speak. Utter phrases came intermittently from its mouth.
What autonomous action...... Private Forces...... Wartime Command...... Why can't we command our own employees when we pay for them?
It is too dangerous to act rashly, and the surname Han is too domineering, so we must pay attention to strategy and don't push him into a hurry......
We have to make it clear, is everyone united still afraid of him?
Companies in other districts have their own armed forces, why can't we? ……
It's okay to ask for our practitioners to be put into the same team and then slowly gain command......
Without the right to command and the right to act autonomously, the battle against the insect tide is to send us to death!
……
The chameleon lizard, with no intelligence and no understanding of what the sound it meant, simply retold what it heard. Staccato and incoherent, mixed with coughing, slapping tables, and moving chairs.
But the purpose of this rally was clearly shown in front of Han Qingfeng and his party.
Han Qingfeng took the chameleon lizard from Zhao Daming's hand and said to an old man at the top: "The fourth-generation voice lizard can be invisible, cannot be perceived, and has no life detection reaction. It's perfect for listening. ”
"This is a creation cultivated by the top biotechnology in District 41, and the price is not cheap. But I was lucky enough to pick one up in my room. ”
"I don't know how I got here, you know? Ancient plain white? Han Qingfeng's tone was teasing at first, but later it became calm.
The old man sitting on the main seat took a sharp breath and said, "Director Han, although you are the leader of District 53, you must also talk about evidence when you speak, I have never known anything like a lizard." Why don't you ask Dean Zong Xiuming of Lanhai University? Isn't their academy engaged in research on the cultivation of these spirit beasts? ”
Han Qingfeng suddenly smiled, stroked the lizard's head with his fingers, and Zhao Daming's heart trembled, "Haha, if it weren't for you, then the things I picked up would belong to me, such an expensive pet, I'm still a little distressed to go back." ”
He handed over the color-changing sound lizard to Zhao Daming and asked him to keep it safe, "We can pick up a big bargain this time." ”
Everyone looked confused, why did your thinking jump so much, how could you talk about taking advantage of such a serious occasion?
The sloppy old man in military uniform coughed violently a few times to remind Han Qingfeng to get down to business.
Han Qingfeng looked directly at Gu Yuanbai, "Then let's discuss the matter of wartime command." ”
Gu Yuan Bai also stood up, "I think it is reasonable and very necessary for major companies and organizations to have the wartime command of their own employees!" ”
Han Qingfeng sneered, "Your employees? They are first and foremost citizens of District 53! In normal hunting activities, you can move autonomously. However, in a major war, when resisting the insect tide, all the people in District 53 must obey the leadership of the Executive Committee. ”
"There are no companies, no associations, no organizations, we don't want individual heroism, all we want in time of war is to enforce the ban!"
Gu Yuanbai was a little emotional, "Companies in other regions have their own armed forces!" Our people, we pay, we provide resources, why can't we have troops that belong to our company? Or do you want us to die as cannon fodder? Han Qingfeng, you are too domineering! ”
Is he questioning Director Han to his face? No one spoke, and it was very quiet for a while.
Han Qingfeng also stood up, propped his hands on the table, and looked around.
"Overbearing? I've been domineering for a hundred years, did you know it today? ”
"In District Fifty-Three, I will not allow the existence of the Transcendent Executive Committee!"
"As for cannon fodder to death? Are you advanced cultivators qualified to say such things? ”
"Every time the insect tide is resisted, the soldiers and hot-blooded students who are cultivated to the lower are at the forefront!"
"That's right, your status is noble, you cherish your life, it's not easy for you to cultivate to this point, you have to hit the peak of cultivation even more, you can't easily die in the tide of insects."
"Hesitating when overcoming difficulties, and marching like the wind when seizing credit."
"The casualty rate of soldiers and students is dozens of times higher than that of you company members!"
"You occupy the most resources and have the highest strength, but when it is your turn to give, what have you done?"
"Only you high-level cultivators have the most precious lives?"
There was only the sound of heavy breathing, and the eyes of some of the young guards were red.
"Alas......" Han Qingfeng sighed.