Chapter Eighty-Seven: Hello Boss

"How are you going to find it, just sit here and look for it?"

"Almost," Wang Mingyu cocked Erlang's legs and took out his mobile phone: "Hey Zhao Bo, what are you doing, forget it, I didn't ask... There's something that needs to bother you. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Found it. Wang Mingyu hung up the phone with a confident face - Zhao Bo, the rat swarm intelligence network, is sometimes really reliable.

"Then let's go. ”

"High-end club..."It was already drizzling outside, and Wang Mingyu and Zhang Song were teleported to the door of a private club. Quiet - It may not have been so quiet, but the rain on the leaves and the walls and tiles made it feel even quieter.

"Eight or nine are not far from ten..."Wang Mingyu walked into the courtyard - pavilions and pavilions, rain and fog beautiful. If you don't know that this is a clubhouse, you will definitely think that it is a house retained during the Republic of China. Nostalgic and high-minded, Wang Mingyu muttered in his heart, this Du Yuesheng's characteristics are currently within the range he expected-it's just that he is now the owner of a high-end restaurant in the Yang Realm, named Du Jingwen.

"Hello, we came to visit Mr. Du. ”

The waitress in Hanfu immediately greeted the two of them when she saw them, and before she could speak, Wang Mingyu said the purpose of the trip.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Du is meeting with guests, if you don't have an appointment, please change the day..."

"This..."Wang Mingyu quickly glanced at Zhang Song - that person was pretending to enjoy the beautiful scenery in the garden, he couldn't show his weakness at this time, and he had to meet the target person today no matter what.

"Please..." Wang Mingyu put his hand into the inner pocket of his coat, took out a copper sign, and carefully put it on the waiter's hand: "Show this sign to Mr. Du, if he still doesn't want to see me, then I will leave by myself - but you have to return the brand to me." ”

"Okay. The waitress took the sign, bowed and turned away, and after turning the corner, she found that Wang Mingyu could no longer see this side, and hurriedly looked at the sign in her hand. Although he had undergone rigorous training, his curiosity led the waiter to find out what kind of brand it was. Du Jingwen is a frequent customer in the store, and I heard that he is still a shareholder of this club, and he usually looks dignified and low-key, and he needs to make an appointment in advance every day, so no matter who he is, he will be curious about what this confident young man will take out for Boss Du to meet him.

"What's going on?"

But the waitress didn't know that in her eyes, a bronze medal with a bare plate, if it was a monster or someone like Ren Chao who had spells and could identify monsters, it was a bronze medal with "Demon Rating Master, Grade" engraved on it, representing Wang Mingyu's identity.

"No matter how much..."The waiter still walked towards the inner hall - after all, she has seen a lot of weird people, and maybe this brand has any special meaning to Boss Du.

"How's it going, closed doors?"

I don't know if Zhang Song's tone is getting higher and higher, becoming a tone close to breaking, or because of Wang Mingyu's brain: the monsters of the Three Kingdoms period in front of him are becoming more and more annoying.

"Don't be impatient?"

Wang Mingyu left Zhang Song in the courtyard and walked to the rattan chair in the reception hall and sat down - he tried to hide the uneasiness in his heart: if this Du Yuesheng really refused to see him today, there seemed to be no way, but Zhang Song had a lot to do.

"Hello sir, Mr. Du is in the innermost private room on the second floor. ”

With an expression of disbelief, the waitress respectfully returned the bronze medal to Wang Mingyu and breathed a sigh of relief. Wang Mingyu shook his head at Zhang Song outside the door and flipped up from the rattan chair. Du Yuesheng agreed with Wang Mingyu for the first time, which proved that he was still interested in returning to the underworld, and now he had to get down to business.

The waiter opened the door of the private room for Wang Mingyu and Zhang Song, and Du Yuesheng was the only one left in the room. The three of them tacitly agreed to remain silent until the waiter left the room. This Du Yuesheng is wearing a Mao suit, has a haircut, and is about 50 years old - if it weren't for the slight difference in height and facial features, it would be the same mold as in the photo.

"Boss Du..."

Du Yuesheng put her index finger in front of her lips, and took out a bell from the pocket of her tunic and placed it next to the tea set. The bell didn't make any sound, and the big guy Du Yuesheng spoke.

"Okay, so you can be sure that no one is eavesdropping. He pointed to the little golden bell, "How nice it would be to have one of these when I was alive." ”

"Boss Du is really a trick to do things, I am the demon rating master Wang Mingyu," Wang Mingyu immediately walked up and took the initiative to stretch out his right hand: "This one behind me is..."

"It's the auditor of the annual internal audit of the grader, if I'm not mistaken, it should be Zhang Ziqiao, right?"

"Exactly..."

Wang Mingyu and Zhang Song were stunned, this Du Yuesheng actually saw their relationship at a glance, it was really not simple.

"Please sit down," Du Yuesheng took the initiative to make tea for the two visitors, and beckoned to take a seat: "Mr. Wang and the auditor came over together, if Du is not mistaken, the assessment task is not related to Du?"

"Boss Du's news is really well-informed," Wang Mingyu shrugged his shoulders - anyway, this Du Yuesheng looked like he knew everything, so it was better to tell the truth: "I came here to be a lobbyist today." ”

"Oh?" Du Yuesheng raised his eyebrows: "Mr. is really fast-talking, but it is not so easy to convince Du." ”

"I was mentally prepared for this, so I was ready to have a good chat with Boss Du. ”

"Then it depends on whether the topic of the gentleman is interesting or not. ”

"How does Boss Du think the current form of the underworld compares to before?"

"In the past, Du didn't have much right to speak, so let's use a sentence to describe it as strong and middle-class. Now... A lot to do. ”

"That's right," Wang Mingyu took the tea and saluted the big guy in front of him: "There are all kinds of waste to be developed, and the first thing to be developed is system construction." Demon Rating, to put it bluntly, is a floating census taker, but behind me is the determination of the underworld to establish and improve the monster identity system in the past hundred years. ”

"Determination, what else?"

"It's the same with everything else, both financially and militarily, the underworld is gradually rebuilding a new system. Since I died, I don't like to talk about fake and empty, and the next words are definitely dry goods. ”

"Please. Du Yuesheng smiled slightly and raised her chin.

"Boss Du asked the underworld for the title of a level 10 monster before, but with all due respect, the current underworld has not directly appointed a person who has been a high-level monster for nearly two hundred years. ”

"This is the only request I made..."Du Yuesheng pursed her lips and stared at the teapot: "What you say sounds like I still can't get my wish." ”

"I thought that an important position of level 9 was definitely much more practical than a level 10 false name, in fact, this simple truth Boss Du must be clear, but he is just unwilling to let go. ”

"Then Du wants to listen, what kind of position can you provide?"