So how stupid are these cubs? Is the director really the most potential new generation of the North Institute sent to L City? How does he feel like he's sending a bunch of troubled teenagers?

The gold-worshipping clown looked at Shi Que blankly: "Beisuo won't do it, and if you do it, it will be yellow!"

Shi Que patted him on the shoulder comfortingly: "It's okay, we civil servants, iron rice bowl."

However, having said that, it was a bit of a waste of time to let these stupid kids mess around. Shi Que pondered for a moment, since they lived together, it would be good to give them a chance to break the ice. It just so happens that you can also help the three who are grinding around the city wall, so that they don't always find a chance to blend in.

Looking at the fugitive information recorded in the mobile app, Shi Que finally chose a lucky fugitive as the key to breaking the ice. Then he patted the money clown and glanced at him.

Money Worship Clown: "......"

He had already anticipated Shi Qi's intentions, but he didn't want to accept this torture. So, the money-worshipping clown looked at Lin Wenjue, and subconsciously felt like a disaster.

However, Shi Que accurately stuffed the mobile phone into his hand: "Hurry up!" Bye-bye, do you want to hit the fugitive colony before the money buff ends? ”

Money Worship Clown: "...... Think. ”

Shi Que encouraged him: "Then hurry up and carry it." Time is money, and as a differentiator with the ability to awaken and be a gold coin fanatic, you can memorize these in ten minutes, even for the sake of dignity, right? ”

The gold-worshipping clown was silent for a long time: "...... It's too much, I can't. ”

Shi Que: "I heard that there are 300 million gold bars in the fugitive gathering place."

Clown: "Are you sure?"

Shi Que: "Hmm. I looked at the file and counted the fugitives in it for the last three years. The reward for the number of people in the gathering place alone has reached more than 60 million. ”

The eyes of the gold-worshipping clown lit up.

Shi Que: "Not only that, but they also carry a huge amount of stolen money."

Shi Que gave two examples.

Clown: "I've heard of this person, and this one is now in charge of the slave trade and money circulation in the gathering place. He should still have a connection to the city, so he can always launder his money into gold. ”

The money-worshipping clown turned around twice on the spot, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt itchy in his heart: "If we really get this person, we will get rich."

Shi Que pointed to the mobile phone in the clown's hand: "So, you can take a look at this person's information......"

The gold-worshipping clown gritted his teeth, "Fight!" Ten minutes is no problem. ”

In the next ten minutes, Lin Wenjue witnessed the money-worshipping clown break through his limits and quickly wrote down thousands of words.

"Didn't the deputy director read the long text? Why would you want him to carry it? Lin Wenjue didn't quite understand Shi Que's purpose.

Shi Que glanced at him, and took a class by the way: "Did anyone teach you the duty of cracking the position when you were at the base before?"

Lin Wenjue: "Taught. Make good use of the characteristics of your teammates around you and give full play to them. But you're ...... doing this."

Lin Wenjue felt that it was a bit difficult for Shi Que to let the gold-worshipping clown recite it. After all, the trait of money-worshipping clowns is that they dislike long texts. And from the perspective of his own personality, it seems that he is not up to such a delicate task.

And in the current three-person team, it is obvious that it is faster to recite it by yourself than to worship the gold clown.

Shi Que motioned for Lin Wenjue to come to the side with him, not to disturb the money clown, and then explained to him slowly.

"I have a [dangerous] weird story called [World]." Shi Que briefly talked to Lin Wenjue about the characteristics of the [World].

Lin Wenjue frowned, "If that's the case, shouldn't you let me recite it?" I'm going to get the job done 100 percent. ”

Shi Que shook his head and directly denied him: "You can't do it."

Lin Wenjue didn't understand: "It's only a few thousand words, how can I not remember it?"

Shi Que: "It's not that you can't remember it, it's impossible for you not to bring in your own thinking."

Shi Que put the back of his hand behind his back, and released the [world] without revealing the "Strange Tale Gossip Weekly".

Shi Que motioned to Lin Wenjue: "Have you read Tang Yi's information before, do you try to let [World] play Tang Yi?"

Lin Wenjue closed his eyes, and all of Tang Yi's information flashed quickly in his mind. And the [world] in front of him is also rapidly changing its appearance. But he just stood there, but he couldn't play it vividly, and even showed an expression similar to distress and thought.

Lin Wenjue was shocked: "Why?"

Shi Que: "Because you will instinctively speculate and repeatedly correct your own concept of Tang Yi." But in fact, the most important thing in controlling the world is not the Tang Yi in your concept, but the Tang Yi in the data. You give the complete information to the world ta will play on its own. ”

Lin Wenjue: "I understand! Because I will think about whether this move is in line with Tang Yi's approach at this time, I will keep overturning the impression in my mind, and [the world] cannot play the same role. ”

Sure enough, Lin Wenjue found out

, when he tried to clear all his thoughts, he just recalled the content of Tang Yi on the file. The world suddenly came alive, and he even quickly found a tree and hung it up, listening to the sound of the wind with his eyes closed.

So that's it! But even so, Lin Wenjue still didn't understand, "But even so, let the deputy director recite it, what if he can't memorize it?" ”

"What do you think? Although the IQ of B-level differentiators is not unforgettable, it is okay to be very shorthand, and bye bye is just lazy, not stupid. ”

"Then teacher, how can you be sure that he has always remembered it?"

The money-worshipping clown just finished reading it, and stuffed the phone back into Shi Que's hand, and then slapped him uncontrollably, "Say you're stupid, you're really not open." What's my name? ”

Lin Wenjue: "Money Worship Clown"

Money-worshipping clown: "What is my ability to differentiate?"

Lin Wenjue: "Gold coin mania."

The money-worshipping clown raised the corners of his lips, and his expression was extremely proud: "So I can't remember all the things related to money, even if it's a speck of dust."

Lin Wenjue suddenly realized. He thought of Shi Que's previous conversation with the money-worshipping clown, to put it bluntly, he was tempting the money-worshipping clown with the price of money and the benefits of capturing the fugitive's gathering place.

But in this case, isn't it just painting cakes?

The gold-worshipping clown understood Lin Wenjue's expression, "Two pieces, do you think I'm a little too naïve?" 630 million, no matter what bread I draw for me, I will eat it? ”

Lin Wenjue hesitated for a long time, but nodded honestly.

The money-worshipping clown laughed, "I'll eat it, because it's not bread, it's the money I'm about to get." ”

casually took out the Death Scythe of the Divine Inheritance, and the gold-worshipping clown shook proudly in front of Lin Wenjue's eyes, "Do you know what this is?" ”

"Legacy of the gods?" Lin Wenjue didn't understand what he meant.

"That's right! But this god's inheritance was given to me by 630 million after killing the hypnotist in V City, and the hypnotist's strange inheritance was exchanged. Before the war, I told him that I wanted the hypnotist's weird legacy, and he agreed, and then I had it. ”

Yes, it's kind of handsome! Lin Wenjue's eyes widened.

The money-worshipping clown continued: "When we met for the first time, he said that he would take me to make money, and I opened a blind auction in the South Institute and made a net profit of 700 million."

700 million! Lin Wenjue swallowed his saliva, a little dizzy from this astronomical number.

And the money-worshipping clown asked a new question: "Do you know how much weird heritage I have on me now?"

“…… How much? Lin Wenjue subconsciously held his breath.

Sure enough, the money-worshipping clown dropped another bombshell: "After removing the twenty blind auctions over there, there are 39 E-level weird heritages, 62 D-level weird heritages, 109 C-level, and seventeen B-level, and one A-level." The A-level is Luo Wei's. This is not counting the one given by Yu Liao after returning to the head office. ”

Yu Liao is the name of the chief director.

Lin Wenjue listened to the gold-worshipping clown count the gains he and Shi Que had made in the South Institute, and suddenly understood why the money-worshipping clown was the deputy director, with this net worth, he couldn't wait for the total of the Jeonbuk Institute to not be as much as his monthly turnover.

"So, do you know what I'm telling you for?" The money-worshipping clown flexed his finger and knocked on Lin Wenjue's head.

Lin Wenjue looked at him.

The look on the gold-worshipping clown was flying between his eyebrows, but his tone was very soft: "These are all the cakes that were painted for me by 630 million years ago."

"Lin Wenjue, you remember, as a cracking position, don't just look at the surface of the problem, you should look far. If you want everyone in your team to be 100 percent strong, you have to fully understand the characteristics of that person. Rather than looking at some superficial information and jumping to conclusions. ”

"The main attackers are not all reckless. And the auxiliary control bits, not all have a big picture. If you can't fully see your teammates, you won't be able to completely control them on the battlefield. ”

"I'm not as gentle as 630 million, and I can watch you grow up slowly like a child. The ultimatum I give you is only to the next battle. ”

"If you can't be a qualified secondary crack in a short period of time, I won't agree to take you with me when I go out."

Lin Wenjue pursed his lips and suddenly felt the pressure.

And the tone of the gold-worshipping clown also became serious: "Don't think I'm harsh. When you get to L City and leave your ivory tower completely, you will clearly understand what kind of pressure the North Institute is undertaking. And 630 million is bearing what. ”

"As the main attacker, I am responsible for my cracks. In the circle of differentiators, whether it is with people or with strange conversations, the cracking position is a live target. I'm going to keep my crack bits safe. Do you understand?

Lin Wenjue nodded, and subconsciously asked, "Then what is our goal this time?"

The attitude of the money-worshipping clown and Shi Que has made Lin Wenjue realize that this assessment may not be as simple as cleaning up the road.

Sure enough, the money-worshipping clown grinned and showed a smug and a little embarrassed: "630 million said that they would knock down the fugitive gathering place and give it to me." ：，，.