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Chapter 113 Review

Director Luo and the others all looked at the chief director.

The chief director, who was bald and had a general's belly, and a delicate yellow flower in the center of his head, noticed everyone's gaze, and said calmly, "It depends on what I do, and I won't give you a raise."

The person in charge, "···"

Didn't point to a salary increase, after all their chief director is a deadbeat.

But he has an advantage, he does not default on wages, and he also likes to give them some welfare bonuses every now and then.

For the sake of the bonus, they really don't insist on whether the salary rises or not, and it doesn't matter.

Anyway, just don't pick them for the bonus.

"Guide, let's not talk about salary, let's talk about the biological research center."

Corinna said with a smile, and the person in charge Luo answered immediately, "Yes, sir, what are you going to do about the Biological Research Center asking for detailed coordinates?"

"Not much."

The chief director was annoyed by their question, and the delicate yellow flowers on his head trembled, "There is no way to get the coordinates now, we can wait until the show is over."

"The Biological Research Center won't be happy."

Another person in charge said, "That's a group of scientific research lunatics. If other endangered species appear, they may not be in a hurry."

"But this time it was the Wuxiang Beast that was on the extinct list. With the temperament of the people in the Biological Research Center, they were impatient to wait until the end of the show."

"I will try my best to put pressure on the program crew to get the coordinates of the starless star."

I thought the director would be shaken by saying this, but I didn't want him to remain calm as always, and then said coolly, "It's up to them to apply pressure, if I compromise, I will wait for my next life."

As he said that, he glanced at Sang Ning, who was addicted to digging razor clams on the beach, looked away and looked at the crowd and said, "I think your brains are not working after staying in the central star for too long."

"What is the purpose of the Star Survival?"

"What is the core motivation of the show?"

"What is our responsibility?"

As soon as the three questions came out, everyone's expressions suddenly appeared in a trance. The life was so peaceful that they almost forgot why the show Survival of the Stars appeared.

Now being suddenly reminded by the director, memories from the past flooded back.

call--

Taking a long breath, everyone said solemnly, "Don't worry, Director, we know what to do."

"Before leaving get off work, each person handed me a [-]-word self-criticism. I need to highlight the key points here. No electronic version of the self-criticism is required, it is all handwritten, and the texts of all intelligent races are written again. Do you hear me?"

I don't want to hear it, and it's impossible to do it.

Person in charge Luo was the first to protest, "It's too much to guide you. There is no problem with the review, and there is no problem with handwriting. It is a big problem to write all the words of all intelligent races."

"If you really do it like this, I would rather deduct wages than write a review."

Thousands of intelligent races, each intelligent race has its own exclusive civilization and written language, plus common writing, good guy, don't say it's done before get off work, and it won't be done in a few days.

"The amount of work is too big. According to your method, we can't figure it out with certainty. Don't count on it. You can just use common characters. You can figure it out yourself."

As the voice of the person in charge Luo fell, the rest of the person in charge, including the planner, answered the phone to protest.

The technology center instantly became a vegetable market, and the buzzing sound made the yellow flower on the director's head completely open, not to mention, and began to drop petals.

A petal wobbled down from the top of the head and floated past the director's eyes.

He gasped like a toothache, quickly reached out to catch the piebald spot, and looked at the petals in his hand, his eyes were red.

Just when Director Luo and the others thought he was going to cry, he sniffed and put the petals in his pocket, and said coldly, "All protest?"

"Yes."

It's about your own hands, so you can't do without protest.

It must be argued.

"Director, you can change it, this one can't be finished before get off work."

"If you can't finish it, then resign."

As soon as the director's mouth bald, he said such a sentence, Director Luo and the others immediately laughed, and asked happily one by one if it was true.

If it is true, they can go to make a resignation report, and they will get off work normally tonight and won't come tomorrow.

There is no need to write a review.

The joyful expressions on everyone's faces made the chief director feel overwhelmed, and he knew that this broken mouth was going to cause trouble.

He stuffed the hand that was about to slap him into his pocket, and said with a cold face, "Don't even think about resigning, don't think about it for the rest of your life."

"You are my employees in life, and you are still my employees in death."

"Write the review as usual, but change it a bit, and write it by hand in the common language."

Everyone smiled relieved, but as soon as they laughed, they heard the director say again, "Remember, it's five thousand characters, one more word is not acceptable, one less word is not acceptable, exactly five thousand characters .”

Everyone, "..."

To tell you the truth, I have a very, very, very, very rude thing to say in my heart.

This guy Owen is too fucking a dog, he is not human at all.

The chief director is not a human being, he is from the Huang Yu family, and he has no relationship with people at all.

Therefore, he didn't care what everyone thought, he just asked, "Can it be done?"

"···can."

Everyone gritted their teeth, unwilling to answer.

The chief director was satisfied when he heard the sound, "Keep an eye on it, and contact me if there is any situation."

Xiao Mian, I want to see my jokes, and see that I can't kill you.

Isn't it the group of old immortals in the biological research center?
He, Owen, has lived for 200 years, and he has never failed anyone.

"Guide you to walk slowly!"

"Guide you down and come back!"

"The flower petals on your head fell off again!"

"where?"

The chief director, who was walking quickly towards the gate, screamed and turned to pick up the petals, only to find that there was no one in the huge technology center except the technicians.

Chief Director, "..."

Ma Dan, was wiped out by these bastards.

"What about them?"

He asked angrily, and said lazily with his legs up and his eyelids up, "Run away, if you don't run away, I'll be scolded by you."

As he said that, he waved his hand to chase away flies and said, "Guide you to go quickly, don't rely on our technology center, it will affect our sleep, no, it will affect our work efficiency."

"puff--"

The technician next to him couldn't help laughing, the chief director's face turned black and green, green and black again, and he snorted for a while, "I heard you fart, but I can tell you that sleep is sleep, and if sleep delays business, I will Deduct your wages and bonuses."

"Do you remember all of them?"

"remember."

The tech speaks in unison, but the voices are all languid.

The chief director turned around and left without saying anything.

Just a few steps out, the Biological Research Center called again. Hearing the announcement from the terminal elf, the chief director endured and endured, and finally he couldn't help but get through the communication with his irritable temper.

(End of this chapter)