If the Shen family wants to take root in Huainan and develop in the local area sincerely, then these students taught by the Shen family themselves will be the most deep-rooted relationship of the Shen family in the local area in the future, and sincerity is absolutely enough.

If you say that you came for your resume, and finally patted your ass and wanted to leave, then I, a student of Huainan, can I still follow you to Lijiang?

The instructor is nominally important, and the upper limit is also high, but the lower limit is not a big deal, at most the results are not good in the assessment, and it is still the face of the Shen family.

If the Shen family is willing to teach the real thing, and even take out the inheritance, it will be no problem for Huainan to regard the Shen family as a guest of honor.

I have to say that the term "deputy third terminus" plus labor dispatch is really a bit absolute.

Fat Face directly ignored the opinions of the flat head and thin face, and asked the old smoking gun, "What is the arrangement of the students?" ”

"Let's take the batch of the pressed shifts." The old cigarette butt tugged his coat upward, crouched down, and dragged a cardboard box from under the table.

When the tape was torn open, there was a list of unsealed medical reports.

Seeing these lists being reopened, Pingtou wanted to say something, but he held back.

"How many copies?" The old smoker asked.

He can make suggestions, but for this kind of decision-making thing, the person in charge still has to speak.

"Fourteen." Fat Face closed the blue folder and put it back in, asking at the same time, "Do you have enough to make up for it over there?" ”

"I still have more than a hundred copies over there, enough to make up for the Dao Yuan class, and the rest depends on the situation." The old cigarette butt said as he pulled the list out of the box in turn.

"Okay." Fat Face nodded, walked to a fully stuffed cabinet, these were all blank files saved because of the lack of people, he painstakingly pulled out a complete stack of faculty files, and handed them to Thin Face.

After the thin face took it, he asked hesitantly: "What is the stamp on the general opinion?" ”

"Provincial Chapter."

"But he didn't have an application."

"Isn't this for you to write now, and the date is April 15."

After the fat face said this, he glanced at the flat head again.

Pingtou ignored him, sat back in his position at the door, and continued to bow his head to write a work report.

"The age is basically between thirteen and sixteen," the old smoking gun pulled out the list one by one, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Look at these talent reviews, they are the future of our Huainan." ”

However, after picking up another one, the old cigarette butt hesitated.

On this list, the ability section is a special blood-red 'secret' character compendium, and the talent is rated as S.

"A, B, C, and D have been changed for a long time, but S has not ......moved," the old cigarette butt muttered, shook the list in his hand to the fat face and asked, "What about this?" ”

"It's uncontrollable for the time being, crush to death, wait for the decision of the General Secret Council," the fat face just glanced at it, and continued to fill out the information sheet in his hand.

After the complete process was down, along with the token, it was almost twelve o'clock.

They have been working for almost sixty hours straight.

However, the next step is to file the files of these fourteen students together, and then draw out a folder for the Dogen class, at least hundreds of printouts waiting for them to deal with the work.

"The name, the Dogen class construction location or something...... How to fill in? Skinny asked.

The fat face continued to do the work in his hand, and said without raising his head: "Stuff the seal inside, let the Shen family fill it in by themselves, and seal it by themselves." ”

By the time all this was finally sorted out and ready to be handed over to the next level of staff, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

The fat face let out a long yawn: "Come on, let's get off work first." ”

Thin Face looked at the mountain of files under the old cigarette butt table that had not yet been recorded, swallowed and spat and asked, "How many ......classes are left?"

The old cigarette butt thought for a while and said, "Wulingmen, Chongshan Sect, Never Give Sect in vain, Xinxin Commerce...... Oh, and the Qingyu Pavilion that was sent at the end, a hundred copies. ”

"Won't you rush?" Thin face headache.

"It's useless to urge, just the four of us, how can we get it, we are short of manpower, who has a way?" Fat Face sighed as he packed his things.

So why do you have to keep such a tail?

Thin Face didn't quite understand, but he also began to pack his things, and when he walked to the door, the old smoking gun was already waiting to open the door.

After going out, the cold wind blew on the thin face in the middle of the night, which made him sober up a lot.

The snow should have stopped for a while, and in the yard not far away, there were still traces of tires pressing,

"What's wrong?" The fat face looked at the thin face and was a little stunned.

The thin face suddenly felt a little weird.

At that time, the man saluted and did not speak.

It's supposed to be a plug-in, but you have to avoid it, right?

After I said that it was estimated that it was interpolated, everyone had no doubts.

However, the tokens are all in it, so what do you do with a token if you want to put a gear?

"It's okay, I'm too sleepy." Skinny Yawned and prepared to go back to the dorm room to sleep.

After the three of them left together, they didn't turn off the lights, Pingtou stopped the pen in his hand, sat silently in the position of the old smoking gun, picked up the file bag at his feet, and continued to work.

It wasn't until dawn that he began to deal with the last temporary supplementary agreement from the Qingyu Pavilion.

After the inspection, Pingtou frowned and said to himself: "The plan of the Daoyuan class has come down, how can there be a sign for the joint training class...... But this word is ugly enough. ”

After all the approvals were completed and sealed, the flat head opened the window, and looked out with bloodshot and black-spotted eyes from fatigue.

Snowflakes were floating outside again, and the smell of snow was mixed with the smell of snow on his face, and after yawning, he returned to the table by his door, covered his military coat, and fell into a deep sleep.

……

An Tong's head hit the bed board, and he woke up with a snorting sound after eating pain.

She subconsciously rummaged around the pillow, but the phone was not in a familiar position.

Finally she looked around with her eyes foggy.

Beneath him is a wooden bed, covered with a soft silk quilt, and when the curtain is lifted, the whole room is like a boudoir of an ancient girl, full of antique furniture.

Although there are some weird details.

For example, the long pen placed on the table is a carbon pen with a wooden case.

The ink paintings hanging on the walls are cartoon landscapes from anime.

The celadon cup placed on the wooden box next to the bed has an insulation layer inside.

Everything around her was new to her, ancient culture and modern technology were combined in a wonderful way in this room.

Last night, Situ Yan took her to a large hotel, An Tong thought that she was staying for one night and continuing to hurry tomorrow morning.

As a result, after the elevator door opened, Situ Nan suddenly trotted out of the elevator first, stood outside the door, and said very respectfully.

"Situ Family, I have been waiting for you here for a long time."

An Tong was stunned for a while.

Because what appeared in front of her eyes turned out to be an ancient town.

After walking through a section of alleys, enter Situ's house, then pass through the courtyard garden and fish pond, and finally arrive at this attic to let her rest.

Because he stayed up for two nights in a row, An Tong slept for a long time, and when he saw the sunlight shining through the wooden window in the room, it was estimated that it was almost noon.

Then she found her mobile phone in the wooden box next to the table, unplugged the charger that Situ Nan ran out to buy for herself late at night, and turned it on.

In the process of booting the machine, she was actually a little looking forward to whether Yin Hang would send a good morning by herself.

After all, it was like that yesterday, so I have to make a statement.

Speaking of which, he never took the initiative to say good night and good morning to himself.

Although what he says often makes his heart pound, it feels like he is passively spoken.

After the phone is turned on, there is really a red dot popping up in the system bar.

An Tong was a little excited, but it turned out to be a preview of the software update.

An Tong pouted and was a little unhappy at the moment, and was about to send Yin Hang a good morning or good afternoon by himself, and when he questioned again, a series of dripping sounds sounded.

【SIM card connection successful】

[From QQ message, unread 45 pieces]

An Tong didn't understand what was going on for a while, because she hadn't unlocked it yet, and could only see the prompt of the last message in the system bar.

[3:05 a.m.]

[Husband: That's probably it, I'm really sorry, sorry......]

"Oh, husband?"

"It's not...... Are you sorry, sorry for what? ”