Chapter 190: What the hell is this?
Song Shushu drove a tractor, pulled a cart of wild vegetables and eggs, and after selling them in the town, he asked Hu Xiaolin to drive the car back, and he tossed to the county by bus, then tossed to the provincial capital, and then took a plane to Huangfeng City, the ancient capital of thousands of years.
Song Shushu thought that this kind of meeting should be of a welfare nature, and it was necessary to appreciate the charm of the thousand-year-old capital first.
As a result, when I got off the plane, I was stuffed directly into the business car, and I only had time to see a yellow bar and a spire, and then I was sent to the side of the rushing river, this river is really yellow!
The place where the meeting was held said was in Huangfeng City, in fact, it was almost 108,000 miles away from the city, just on the edge of a small town, next to the big river, in a five-star resort hotel, the hotel had been chartered, and no one was surprised and strange in this place to show the identity of the messenger.
The treatment is still very good, I live in a big room, the bed is big, the bathroom is clean, the carpet is thick enough, you can see the rushing river when you open the curtains, and the scenery is good enough.
The five-star treatment is really good, but no matter how comfortable the big bed is, it is not as comfortable as its own sofa to sleep on, it is too soft, and it hurts to sleep in the back.
As for the scenery, Song Shushu doesn't think that there is any scenery that will be better than the mountain and forest scenery in Ganxi Village, if you want to see the mountains, you want water and water, even if you want to see the grassland, you can also go to the big meadow to get the grassland scenery, as for the grass on the meadow, it is much thicker than the grassland.
"I don't know if this meeting can get some benefits for Ganxi Village!" Song Shushu muttered.
I slept all night, and early in the morning I received a call to go to the conference room on the first floor for a meeting.
Song Shushu had a pass around his neck, and when he went downstairs, he was led by the service staff to the conference room on the first floor, found his place and sat down, and looked around, one by one, handsome men and beautiful women, even if they were old, they were also the kind of middle-aged uncles with dignified appearance and a righteous face.
Song Shushu touched his face, and he didn't look bad, but sitting with these handsome guys and beauties, he always felt that something was wrong, this was the communication meeting, or the little fresh meat and flowers in the beauty pageant!
"Brother, where are you from?" Song Shushu glanced at the young man sitting next to him, named Miao Xiaoxiao, obviously a man, he looked better than a girl, and there was a faint fragrance on his body, but compared to Brother Feng, it was not half a star.
"English, Gufus Castle!" the other party said lightly, and then glanced at Song Shushu with a vigilant and hostile gaze, "Don't fight with me, you don't have a chance!"
"That's not necessarily!" Song Shushu looked unconvinced, he did a good job as a communicator, not to mention the bonus of 12 million, but also to give 5 or 6 million!
"Hmph, if you want to take the Daoyun box, each according to his ability, I will suppress the Winsara family, unite with the paladins, withstand the pressure of the human race, and the credit will be on the bright side, how can you fight with me!" Miao Xiaoxiao said coldly.
Song Shushu was a little puzzled, he didn't say who he was suppressing, but the wealth of Ganxi Village is obvious to all, and the superiors also admitted that the GDP of Ganxi Village has increased more than ten times compared with previous years.
This kind of political achievement, can you compare to the fighting, killing and killing!
On the other side sat a woman whose clothes couldn't cover her chest and shorts couldn't hold her buttocks, her hair was dyed colorful, Song Shushu wanted to talk to her, but people didn't even pay attention to it, and almost spit out chewing gum on his face.
What kind of people are these, just with their attitude, how can they be communicators, is this for fear that they won't be able to fight?
Song Shushu sat in the middle of a group of unfriendly little fresh meat, small flowers and handsome uncles with full questions.
In front of the stage, there was an old man, this old man looked familiar, as if he had seen him when he was in the court before, and he didn't know what Huo Zhengyang's gang was like with them.
Next to the old man, there was an ugly old lady with goosebumps, the kind that was as ugly as the sky, but the old lady was holding a teacup in her hand, and her face was smiling, and kindness directly covered up her ugliness.
A lot of all kinds of useful and useless nonsense, learning the spirit of the document or something, listening to Song Shushu is about to fall asleep, to learn the document, you give a copy of the original document.
Song Shushu was drowsy, and he was still thinking about going back quickly, and he could catch up with the tail of a few stubbles picking wild vegetables, which were shorter than the autumn harvest time, and if they were not picked for a few days, the bracken rolls would open and become old and could not be eaten, and the thorny shoots also opened their leaves and became leaves.
What are you doing with all this nonsense, when the salary and bonuses are paid, I will quietly slip away, millions in hand, do you still need to care about the reimbursement of the ticket money.
Song Shushu was thinking about it, and vaguely heard someone calling his name, and when he looked up, he saw that there were already several people standing on the stage, and the host took the microphone and called his name again.
Song Shushu stood up in confusion, and then was invited to the front by the staff.
"What's going on?" Song Shushu asked the staff.
"Advanced Worker Commendation Speech!"
"Why don't I know?"
"You don't know, where do I know!" the staff said in a low voice, sending Song Shushu to the front and retreating.
Song Shushu looked confused, and he didn't understand what the situation was at all, so why did he have to speak? Even if he is an advanced worker, it should be an official matter in the town, county, or even city.
What's even more unfortunate is that he was the first to speak, and he didn't even have a reference.
Song Shushu held the microphone, looked at the hundreds of people in the huge conference room, and was even more confused, and said after a long time: "That...... I just did my job, I am ashamed to be rated as advanced, I will put more enthusiasm into my work, thank you!"
A panacea speech can be considered a deal with the past.
When it was the next person's turn to speak, Song Shushu was stupid, how could it sound like a pledge meeting?
The middle-aged handsome uncle, holding the microphone, took two steps, and said in a deep voice: "Whether it is a monk, a demon race, or a foreign race, they are all the masters of this land, and we have always been committed to finding a suitable way out, even if we are broken."
Here I want to warn those human races, be careful with Lao Tzu, don't be greedy enough, repeatedly squeeze our living space, force us to be in a hurry, it's a big deal to break the net!
We have cultivation, but we are reluctant to use it, not a soft persimmon without cultivation! The Amazon area where I am located has suffered serious damage, and I reiterate once again that the destruction of the human race has reached our final limit, and we, the Amazon hunting country, will retain the possibility of counterattack. ”
Song Shushu noticed that at the back of the conference room, there were several men in suits and leather shoes and two women in overalls and skirts, holding notebooks in their hands and brushing and recording.
When they heard the middle-aged handsome uncle's declaration like a declaration of war, their faces were not very good-looking.
The next few people's speeches were more fierce than the other, and there was even a small flower, waving his fist and shouting to seize all the nuclear weapons of the human race, this kind of destructive weapon must be in the hands of the cultivator clan in order to ensure that the greed of the human race is suppressed.