The old man said with a smile, "They pushed out our branch and used us as swordsmen, so naturally they have to give some benefits, otherwise who wants to listen to them."

The red-haired woman nodded: "Teacher Chen is right, that sentence is a hard bone, I heard that at the ministerial summit last year, Ying Zhengye and they didn't get any benefits."

"Otherwise, it wouldn't be so refreshing, and it will give us a strong person, and a mecha personnel or something."

"Sister Miao, not to mention that Mangbu's vitality was greatly injured before, why is it still so difficult to deal with?" On the couch in the distance, the girl with a high ponytail put down her phone.

The man in the black trench coat sitting next to her said in a deep voice, "Orange, how do you usually tell you, play less games, and watch more information."

"Jumangbu's vitality is greatly damaged, it's already an old thing."

"Since their new minister, the man named 'Red Oni', has taken office, the Jumangbu has grown rapidly."

"After taking the 'Kunmeng' last year, the strength has swelled enough to threaten the other divisions."

The cold-faced man with glasses said softly.

"Shen Qianli, you didn't get to the point."

"The terrible thing about the Jumang Department lies in the minister of the 'Red Oni'."

"In last year's ministerial summit, he was the strong man who made Hong Yue have to choose to 'avoid war', and his terrible can be seen."

He raised his head and looked at Zhang Yugu: "So I think that although we have the support of the two ministers Ying Zhengye and Hong Yue behind us this time."

"But if you want to gnaw on the bone of the next sentence, there is still a great risk."

Zhang Yugu picked up a cup of black tea, blew a breath, and took a sip.

"Liu Fei, you're right."

"Even with the support of the two ministers, Ying Zhengye and Hong Yue, we still have to take a big risk if we want to move the 'red ghost' and move the cake of the Mangbu."

"But with the development of our Zhurong branch in recent years, are we still facing fewer risks?"

"The reason why we have been able to develop so fast, Teacher Chen, Qianli and Liu Fei, isn't it because we are hard enough, ruthless enough, and dare to take risks?"

"We've survived all the storms and waves."

"There will be no exceptions this time."

"And this time, as long as we win the Jumang Division, we wish the strength of the Rong Department to immediately rank among the top three."

"From now on, the rest of the branches will have to look at our faces."

The red-haired woman who was called "Sister Miao" said, "But boss, it is forbidden to fight between branches within the organization, and if we do this, will it cause displeasure at the top?"

Zhang Yugu threw another piece of cake into his mouth: "Don't worry, Ah Miao."

"I've had a plan."

"The organization prohibits infighting among branches, but it also stipulates that once attacked by other branches, or their interests are infringed."

"The victim's side can fight back."

"So, as long as we are the 'victims', we can have a legitimate reason to launch a counterattack against the Jumangbu."

The old man surnamed Chen took a puff of cigarette and said, "If that's the case, then that night, we will have to put on a good show."

Zhang Yugu nodded: "Elder Chen is right, we are going to put on a good show for the 'Red Ghost' in the evening, if he turns his face and does it on the spot, it will be the most ideal result."

The tall ponytail girl 'Orange' looked tangled: "Acting?"

"The worst thing I'm good at is acting."

"Sister Miao, you want to take me."

Sister Miao nodded: "Don't worry, the minister has his own arrangements."

It's night.

Luo Yan came out of the car door, and the brilliant lights of the Baile Hotel illuminated him a little bit.

Feiyu walked in front and opened the way for Luo Yan.

Lin Fan followed behind, low-key and restrained, intentionally or unintentionally blocking Luo Yan's figure.

Luo Yan walked in the middle

After entering the hotel, take the elevator to the banquet hall.

Tonight.

The banquet hall of the hotel was contracted by the Zhurong Department, and there was a huge hall, except for the personnel of the Zhurong Branch, there were no other guests.

Moreover.

The hall has been rearranged so that a large number of tables and chairs have been removed, and only in the middle of the hall, near the stage, is a round table.

The round table was already full of food and wine, and the stage was played by a pianist, and it seemed that the table would be ready when the guests arrived.

When Luo Yan and the others walked into the hall, Feiyu frowned.

Normally.

At this time, even if the branch head of the Zhurong Department did not greet him at the door in person, he should let his subordinates wait outside the door instead of him.

However, when they walked in, there were only waiters from the hotel, which somewhat seemed that the Zhurong branch did not understand etiquette.

Feiyu glanced at Luo Yan behind him, and saw that Luo Yan did not express dissatisfaction, so he did not speak.

When he came to the round table, Feiyu's face suddenly changed.

There were six chairs at the round table, five of which were already occupied.

From left to right, they are Lin Miao, a red-haired woman, Xu Cheng, a girl with a high ponytail, Shen Qianli, a man in a long black trench coat, Liu Fei, a cold-faced man with glasses, and an old man surnamed Chen smoking a dry cigarette.

The remaining chair, needless to say, was naturally reserved for Zhang Yugu.

In this way, isn't it clear that the Jumang branch should stand and speak?

Not to mention preparing chairs for himself and Lin Fan, but at least, he should prepare one for his own minister.

Zhu Rongbu's approach has nothing to do with the number of rites, it is purely to find fault!

Moreover.

The three of them have already come to the table, and those people in the Zhurong Department are still doing their own things.

Lin Miao was breaking her nails, Xu Cheng was playing games, the old man surnamed Chen was smoking, and the other two men were in a daze and the other was reading.

No one got up to greet them!

Feiyu's face was extremely gloomy, if it weren't for Luo Yan's failure to express his stance later, he would have flipped the table.

At this time, Lin Miaocai, who was frustrating her nails, seemed to suddenly notice it and stood up.

"Ouch, the guests have arrived."

"Captain Feiyu, I'm sorry, I was distracted just now, I don't know when you came."

Then she looked around, her face changed, and she called out to the hall manager who was standing not far away, "Manager, bring three more chairs!"

"Didn't I just say that there are nine chairs here, how do you do your work?"

The hall manager's expression was like he had eaten something dirty, and he thought to himself, obviously you asked you to arrange six seats just now, but now it's to blame me.

But he didn't dare to argue, and hurriedly asked the waiter to add three chairs.

Lin Miao said, "A few people, please take a seat."

Feiyu looked at Luo Yan.

Luo Yan didn't mean to take a seat, but asked softly, "Where is Zhang Yugu?"

Lin Miao smiled and said, "This is the Red Ghost Minister."

"Minister Zhang has something to do, I'll be there later, Minister Red Ghost will sit down and wait for a while."

Luo Yan asked calmly, "How long will you wait?"

The old man surnamed Chen, who was smoking a dry cigarette, coughed twice and laughed: "Young man, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."

"What's the point of waiting?"

Luo Yan glanced at him, and then his gaze swept over the people of the Zhurong branch one by one.

"First of all, I deliberately put a few chairs less, and then asked me to wait for Zhang Yugu."

"You're teasing me..."

"Are you in such a hurry to see Hades?"

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