"It's okay, come with me."

Jiang Ziya heard that it was the eight gods who were making trouble, smiled slightly, straightened up, and walked out of the cafeteria.

Following behind Jiang Ziya, Fan Jian was worried, this old man looked full of confidence, can he do it?

The melee of the Eight Righteous Gods has been divided into two large camps, one side is headed by King Xu, Wen Zhong, and Zhao Gongming, and the other side Yang Jian, Huang Feihu and others protect Bo Yi Kao.

The railings and telephone poles of the pavilion in the ecological park have become weapons in their hands.

Fan Jian also saw that a man with a height of two meters, six or seven, lifted a rockery above his head and was about to smash it towards the Western Zhou camp.

And a man with a thunder mouth in the Western Zhou camp flapped his two wings, surrounded by thunder and lightning, it should be Lei Zhenzi.

The entire ecological park has been unrecognizable, like a typhoon passing through, and the ground is in a mess.

The original place where the dinner party was prepared in the square was also destroyed, and the welcome banner was already in Qiongxiao's hands and was used as a soft whip.

The plaque at the door was held in Huang Tianhua's hand and was used as a shield, and Yang Jian and Wang Cuihua each held a chair in their hands and smashed it against Shen Gongbao.

Beat him chickens and dogs, screaming, completely lost his elegant image, this is the rhythm of demolishing the house!

"Stop it for me, whip the gods and then do it, and the eight righteous gods will return to their places step by step."

Seeing such a scene, not only Fan Jian was dripping blood in his heart, but Jiang Ziya also frowned.

It's so unruly, he has been setting up the tables and chairs for dinner in the square for an hour, and now they are all crooked.

Some were even held as weapons in their hands, and the fruits of his labor were too disrespectful.

"Uncle, it's not good!"

After seeing Jiang Ziya drinking, there was no effect at all, and the eight gods were still inseparable, and Fan Jian was discouraged.

"It's been a long time since I've had it, I'm rusty, start over, start over!"

With an embarrassed smile, Jiang Ziya straightened his clothes, stood up again, flipped his hands, and the apricot yellow flag and the whip appeared in his hand, and then threw the whip directly into the air.

"The eight righteous gods are returned to their positions according to the steps, and those who violate the order will be beheaded!"

Fan Jian, who was on the side, saw Jiang Ziya's momentum change suddenly, from that little old man with a strict wife, to a great husband who stood up to the sky.

I saw him, holding the apricot yellow flag in his arms, as if he was the only one in heaven and earth, and his fierce eyes looked at the eight righteous gods of more than 300 fierce gods, just like looking at ants.

Suspended in the air

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The whip of the gods shone brightly, enveloping all the eight righteous gods, and the more than 300 people who were fighting were immediately like robots that had received instructions.

Quickly stopped what he was doing, and stood in line according to the department he belonged to, all of them were more well-behaved than the children in kindergarten.

Whipping the gods is dedicated to beating the eight righteous gods, although they have become gods, as long as they are hit, they will also be destroyed.

It was their death hole, and in front of Jiang Ziya, the eight righteous gods didn't dare to get scolded.

"Why did you stop, didn't you fight? It's been a long time since I've had this enjoyment."

Seeing everyone standing up in a serious line one by one, Wang Cuihua didn't know where she was standing, and returned to Fan Jian's side with Yang Jian, and asked curiously.

She was playing well, why did she stop suddenly, Fan Jian turned his head and didn't pay attention to this girl who loves to join in the fun.

"Okay, it seems that everyone still respects me more, and as soon as I came out, I lined up to greet me.

First of all, on behalf of Tianting Food Group, I would like to welcome you to the mortal world to experience life, and in the coming days, you will have a wonderful holiday!"

Lao Jun, who changed into a suit and combed his hair shiny, ran out at this time.

Seeing Hachibu standing in the square in an orderly manner, he thought he was welcoming him to speak, and walked over and began the speech he had prepared for most of the night.

It stands to reason that if the company's leaders say this, there will be applause.

Lao Jun paused, just for everyone

There was time to applaud, but there was silence below, and Lao Jun died on the spot.

"Applause."

Seeing that the atmosphere was awkward, the eight gods ignored Lao Jun's speech and did not cooperate at all, Jiang Ziya issued an order, and more than 300 people immediately applauded.

"Next, I announce a personnel appointment, Tianting Food Company has hired Jiang Ziya as the assistant general manager.

He is mainly responsible for assisting the general manager and managing the staff, and the following process is presided over by Assistant Jiang."

Lao Jun can see that he, the general manager, is just a decoration, and he has no prestige at all in front of the eight gods.

However, his business management class was not learned in vain, and Jiang Ziya was immediately appointed as his assistant, and he only needed to take care of Jiang Ziya alone when the time came.

Giving up his position to Jiang Ziya, Lao Jun returned to Fan Jian's side and smiled awkwardly.

"Uncle Li, you're in Heavenly Court, aren't you doing well?"

"What do you kid know? Senior leadership is in control

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Bureau, why are you busy with the trivial things of employees every day?

What I want to do is to consider the long-term development of the company and plan for the future."

Hearing Fan Jian's ridicule, Lao Jun argued stiffly and found himself under the stairs.

"The Eight Righteous Gods obey the order, and all the female Celestial Gods go to the cafeteria with the Broomstick Star Monarch to prepare meals.

The gods of the fighting department, clean this place, set up all the tables, chairs and benches, and wait for the meal to begin.

The gods of the plague tribe have given you half an hour to restore what is broken.

The gods of the Tai Sui Department cleaned the door and rehung the fallen plaque.

The gods of the Ministry of Water, clean the cleaned ground with water and do not leave dust.

The Thunder Department and the Pox Department rebuilt the wall they had hit, and the gods of the Fire Department formed a temporary monitoring team to supervise the progress and check the results.

Qingfu Zhengshen Baijian, Zhongtian Arctic Ziwei Emperor Boyi Kao, Tianxiao Xing Yin Xuan, Wenqu Xing Bigan, Dragon and Tiger Xuantan Zhenjun Zhao Gongming, Nine Heavens Yingyuan Thunder God Puhua Tianzun Wen Zhong.

The six of you will count the number of dormitories, the type of apartment, and the living conditions required by the eight righteous gods, and allocate dormitories.

If you are single, you will be assigned a single dormitory according to men and women, and if you have a family, you will be assigned a suite according to your household, record it in the book, and lead everyone to move in after eating.

Do you have any objections? If not, dissolve now, and in an hour, come back here to eat."

"The Thunder Ministry has an order!"

"The Fire Department has an order!"

"The plague has orders!"

"Doubu, Tai Sui has an order!"

"The pox department, the water department, and the finance department have orders!"

"The last will be ordered!"

is like a general who sits firmly in the military tent and strategizes, as Jiang Ziya's orders are issued one after another, the department that was called immediately rushed to his post.

Fan Jian saw that Granny Ma's waist was straight and her eyes were shining, and he believed that Jiang Ziya would not be abused for a while.

"The county magistrate might as well be in charge now!"

Seeing that Jiang Ziya was obedient to the eight righteous gods, he glanced at the old gentleman next to him who didn't speak, and he meant something.

"Do you have a specialization in the art industry?"

Lao Jun glanced at Fan Jian, not to be outdone, and turned back to his office.

"Senior brother, please stay!"

After the order was given, Jiang Ziya wanted to go back to the cafeteria, he was afraid that he would be late to go back, and Granny Ma was angry and scolded him, but the voice of Shen Gongbao came from behind him.

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