Just like Xia Qing's understanding of the annihilation warriors, there is no pie falling in vain in the sky, only a penny of effort will result in a gain, three times the salary, I don't know what kind of things Lu Dao has to pay in exchange for it. Xia Qing, the person in charge of recording in the mouth of Deputy Director Lin, has never seen it, what is Deputy Director Lin sorry for? Xia Qing knew that if a clerical like them entered the Sixth Division of Business, there was no possibility of leaving, and the only way to leave was to die.

Deputy Director Lin turned his head and glanced at the silent Xia Qing, and then his face, which was colder than Xuehua, showed a hint of understanding: "Triple the salary, plus the promotion of the swordfish to become an annihilation warrior, how about this condition?"

Xia Qing muttered: "Actually, I don't have the right to choose at all, right? It's like I never have the right to quit after I enter the sixth division of the business." ”

Deputy Director Lin continued to walk forward, and walked more than a dozen steps before speaking: "We are a state organ, not an underworld, so at least we must be at least fair, you really don't have a choice, but I did give you enough price to impress you." ”

Helping her man complete her dream is the biggest dream of a woman's life, for Xia Qing, this sentence is her true portrayal, even if she knows that becoming a warrior of annihilation will bring countless risks and countless variables, but seeing the eyes of the sword fish that shine as soon as she mentions the warrior of annihilation, Xia Qing knows what her dream is. It is precisely because there are so many women like Xia Qing that there is a successful man behind whom the words of a great woman are destined to circulate in the world.

Xia Qing didn't think much about it, he took out a pen and paper from his satchel, and began to record it quickly, at this time Xia Qing had already entered his new role, knowing that Lu Dao couldn't resist and couldn't choose, and if he had to make a choice, it would be uncomfortable for himself.

Xia Qing's record was fast, and it was written in a moment, Deputy Director Lin reached out and took the tissue and swept it slightly, and nodded with satisfaction, which recorded the time he spent in the discotheque, as well as every conversation between the tattooed man and him, which was not bad at all, truthfully expressing the content and even tone of the conversation between him and the tattooed man.

On the first day that Deputy Director Lin entered the Sixth Business Division, he felt that Xia Qing had a talent, good at observing words and feelings, sensitive to time, and good at catching details, which is exactly the characteristic that a recorder needs.

"What if I have something to ask for leave?"

"When I have a personal affair that I don't need to record, you'll have a vacation. ”

Xia Qing looked depressed, this guy with gold-rimmed glasses just said that he didn't have any private affairs, all of them were on business, and even going to the toilet was a business guy, what else would he have to do privately?

"I looked through the information, the number of low-level immortal cultivators has been increasing recently, and my predecessor has not carried out corresponding work on this, and the reason will be thoroughly investigated from tomorrow. Deputy Director Lin knocked on his forehead and said, Xia Qing kept recording with facial tissues in the back, but after all, facial tissues are too soft and can be broken when they are pricked, and it is extremely difficult to write on them, and the speed is not fast.

Later, he simply took out his mobile phone, but Deputy Director Lin shook his head, there is an unwritten rule in the Sixth Business Division, all information is mainly paper and pen, except for the necessary video data, absolutely no other electronic data will be generated. Even the tables were all hand-drawn, so Xia Qing had to continue to record on a paper towel that was soft and difficult to write.

On the snowy streets, the two figures walked farther and farther away.

Xia Qing, who kept writing and huffing into his hands, took advantage of Deputy Director Lin's pause and asked, "Director, why do we have a car?"

"I love snow. Deputy Director Lin said as a matter of course.

The corners of Xia Qing's mouth couldn't help but crooked, and she couldn't help but curse in her heart that this golden-eyed beast was better buried in the snow and frozen to death!

The first snow of the year was blowing one after another, and it turned out to be a night, and the sky and the earth were snow-white.

In a small border town in the northeast, the roadside in the early morning was covered with snow, and the originally warm sun shone on the snow surface a little dazzling.

On the side of the road leading to an elementary school, in the cold wind, stood an old man wearing a shiny melon skin hat, wearing a wide down jacket that was originally orange and now black and yellow, with a sparse beard and stubble, triangular eyes, a mouth showing a black hole without a few teeth, and his hands in his sleeves, while exhaling white air, while smiling silly.

Next to him there was an old cart, full of all kinds of toys, covered with plastic sheeting, motorcycles, bicycles, tractors, all kinds of sports cars, Transformers, Spider-Man, Barbie, little yellow dogs that could turn their heels, and other cheap toys, and on the cart there was a round stove, steaming hot, on which were placed a few roasted yellow sweet potatoes with charred skin, exuding a billowing smoky aroma.

The old man was hunchbacked, but his spirit was good, and it was cold at this time, and it was not cold for him to roast sweet potatoes around the stove, and when he saw a child going to school passing by, he tinkled the toys on the car.

There are many children who were immediately attracted by the sound, tilting their heads and leaning over, one of the little fat men was extremely interested in the Transformers in the hands of the old man, and ran straight over with his schoolbag step by step, the parent was a thirty-seven or eighteen-year-old middle-aged man with glasses, who hurriedly followed from behind, and said to the little fat man who was fiddling with the Transformers: "It's going to be late, go quickly." ”

The old man hurriedly stepped forward, stuffed the Transformers into the little fat man's hand, and said with a smile: "If the baby likes it, just take it and play with it, it's not worth a few dollars, don't want money, go ahead! ”

The little fat man was already a little about to let go, but when he heard that he didn't want money, he was immediately very happy, holding the transformers and not relaxing, the old man smiled and revealed the black hole with few teeth, simple and kind.

The parent looked at the old man's shabby dirty old cotton clothes, his nose was red in the snow and cold weather, and he smiled so honestly and honestly, it seemed that he really loved the child, where could he ask for it in vain, and hurriedly took out the money, but the old man refused a few times, so he had to accept it, which was several dollars more expensive than the market price.

The old man's simple and kind face showed a hint of cunning peculiar to a businessman, and he smiled and continued to fiddle with the toys on his car to attract the next prey.

Soon two or three more were hooked, and they were full of folds of different shades.

The old man counted the money and scoured a hand-rolled inferior cigarette from his trouser pocket, and took two puffs, when a group of three or five teenagers ran past his stall, and a thirteen-year-old student of the fourth or fifth grade with a heavy schoolbag came to the back.

This student wears a pair of black-framed glasses, wears a thin school uniform in the cold weather, wears a red scarf on his chest, and has a face that looks crooked like a melon and cracked dates. This student has snow all over his back, the corners of his mouth are blue, and there are a few footprints on his chest, obviously he was bullied by a few students just now!

The old man glanced at it, the boy did not have parents to follow, he went to school by himself, his triangular eyes lit up slightly, the boy had no intention of coming to this stall, the boy's family was poor, and he could only stay away from the cheapest toys on the stall, and he didn't dare to come forward to see it. Although the boy was interested in those toys, the sweet potatoes on the round stove were more attractive to him, the boy glanced at the sweet potatoes, the sweet potatoes exuded bursts of warm aroma, after this cold snow, the fragrance became more and more fragrant, the boy swallowed his saliva, his eyes stopped for a moment, but his footsteps did not stop.

The old man waved his hand again and again and shouted, "Little one, come here, come here!"

The young man was stunned, turned his head to look around, and pointed at himself with his finger, and the old man nodded hurriedly.

After all, the young man was young and not very vigilant, so he walked towards the old man in confusion.

The old man laughed, revealing a black hole without a few teeth, and became more and more simple.

"Grandpa, you call me?"

The old man smiled and said: "Yes, yes, yes, I just call you, young man, I see that you have wonderful bones and extraordinary faces, and you will definitely have a great achievement in the future, so let's make a good fate!" Little guy, this gold-swallowing Dafa records a powerful means to save the world, if you learn it, you can beat Superman to death with one punch, and you will trample them all to death with one kick of those students who bullied you, it was originally a priceless treasure, I will sell it to you for ten yuan now, how about it?

The young man who was originally puzzled showed a look of disdain on his face at this time, cut it disdainfully, turned his head and left, this kind of trick, Stephen Chow is tired of using it, and the primary school students can't be fooled.

The old man hurriedly chased after the cat and knocked on the gold-swallowing Dafa beside the young man, and said: "Little guy, I just want to have a good relationship with you, this is the real supreme karma, if the ancients encountered this kind of great opportunity, they would wake up laughing in their dreams, forget it, I'll be cheaper for you, how about five yuan? Don't want this gold-swallowing Dafa, and the "Book of Ghosts Calling the Wind", I said "King Kong One Finger Zen" Do you want it?"

The young man was full of hostility towards the old man who stopped in front of him, covered his left shoulder pocket with one hand, took two steps back vigilantly, and said while pondering the detour: "Don't, I don't have any money." ”

What are you doing with no money?

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If you don't have a collection of tickets, what are you doing in your pocket?

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