I play prophet in Salvation Organization

Chapter 93 Qi Guang (66)

Not far from the teaching building where Bering is located, in a small villa.

Qi Guang and Wang Weizheng are arguing.

Qi Guang slapped the table fiercely, his whole body was so excited that he seemed to get up from the wheelchair: "Wang Weizheng, you are special!"

Pointing to a certain list, he said sadly: "I asked you to find some organizations and associations that can pass the review, and you just find this for me?!"

Looking at the list, Qi Guang was going crazy: "Ten! I asked you to find ten! This means ten completely different associations and organizations, not for you to write ten 'Mingri'!"

Looking at the list, Wang Weizheng said calmly: "Tomorrow is the best choice."

As the authorities promote abnormal information, the first organization to sign and register is naturally extremely important.Because this represents the thinking of the future authorities and the attitude of other organizations in the future.

So Wang Weizheng had to bear the pain and wrote "Morrow" on all ten blanks.

As the subject of the experiment, tomorrow is really suitable.

Although the leader of this organization, Wang Weizheng, doesn't like it, it has to be said that some of the other party's ideas coincide with the strategy, and it may not be impossible to reach a cooperative relationship in the future.

What's more, the government is already struggling to deal with and coordinate the new alien species in various places. It is a good thing to have Mingtian to help share it.

Similarly, as a reward for being the first to register, tomorrow will also receive a lot of support and green light.

Among other things, Ji Qianqin's live broadcast room is now planned to hang on the three pages of the live broadcast platform's home page for half a year to try it out.

That's what it means to be on the line.

And this is what really drives Qi Guang crazy.

"Of course I know that tomorrow is a good organization, but do you understand?" Qi Guang pointed to the list, "Here are ten, ten! It's not one, and it's not repeated investment!"

"You only choose one person in the first batch, let's not talk about what to do in the future, just what do other associations and organizations think, have you considered it?!"

Facing this question, Wang Weizheng just replied lightly: "That's not something to be concerned about."

"They are different from us and tomorrow. They are for power and wealth. I can't say all of them, but I don't have the time to verify it."

As he said that, Wang Weizheng narrowed his eyes: "If they are smart, they should be aware of the rumors now, and then come to us and actively seek cooperation. If they are stupid, then let them die stupidly."

After all, there are plenty of countermeasures that people can find.

Instead of doing this, it is better to find someone who takes the initiative to come forward.In this way, at least they will not dare to make any changes for a long time in the future.

Wang Wei is thinking very well.

But Qi Guang was very angry: "Let other people find you? Who are you, without saying a word, just waiting for others to come to you?!"

"You learned badly from that prophet, have you learned to be a riddler now?!"

No, strictly speaking the two of you.

Looking at Qi Guang who was angry, Wang Weizheng didn't speak, but just took a sip from his teacup.

He is just straightforward, not stupid, of course he knows that the consequence of arguing with Qi Guang now is that the other party kicks him from the wheelchair, then falls to the ground and rolls all over the ground with his feet in his arms.

At that time, you have to deal with the follow-up by yourself.

Looking through the list, Qi Guang couldn't help biting his nails: "Forget it, let me think about it now. Before Xun Mo and Xiao Qing come back, I have to get this thing done first, otherwise Mogou thief will definitely drag me out to drink, and then I won't have time to do it..."

Thinking of this, Qi Guang began to frantically flip through the materials next to him, trying hard on every page, as if he wanted to vent his resentment towards someone in his actions.

Wang Weizheng sat on the other side tactfully, leaning back on the chair and playing with his mobile phone.

Although it looks serious, Director Wang also knows how to use electronic products.

He usually likes reading novels and Xiaoxiaole the most. He even spent money on Xiaoxiaole and bought a few props like resurrection coins.

Soon, the room fell into silence.

After about 3 minutes or so.

Qi Guang raised his head suddenly: "By the way, there is one more thing."

"You need to think about the structure of the guild," Qi Guang said.

framework?

Wang Weizheng thought about it and said, "I don't understand."

Qi Guang: "It's just things like grades, merits, rewards, etc. I'm busy with other things now, so I don't have time to fix those! So please use your brain a little bit, anyway, even this kind of thing is your brain I can also figure it out!"

Qi Guang was probably really a little angry, so he kept his mouth open.

In this regard, Wang Weizheng expressed his understanding.

It's okay, after all, they are colleagues and friends.

Wait for a while and then fix him up.

Thinking of this, Director Wang fell into deep thought again.

frame...

Wang Weizheng fell into deep thought.

He probably has an idea, but it is difficult to describe it and transcribe it on paper.

Fingers tapped on the table lightly, and in the echo of "click click", time passed bit by bit.

Half an hour later.

Wang Weizheng, who was still thinking, raised his head suddenly.

His hand was pressed on the knife next to him, the tiger's mouth was tightly attached to the handle, and his five fingers were clenched tightly, and he was able to draw the knife almost in an instant.

But soon, as if he had realized something, he shook his head and put the knife back into its sheath.

Qi Guang realized the abnormality a little later than Wang Weizheng.

This was mainly because his concentration was disturbed by the documents in his hand, but even so, he was only ten seconds behind Wang Weizheng.

Looking out the window, Qi Guang curled his lips: "Tsk..."

"Such a big battle?"

Accompanied by his voice, the mist rolled in softly through the slits of the window sill.

Bering stepped on the gray mist, his broken hair and trench coat fluttering in the wind.

Pointing his toes on the ground, looking at Wang Weizheng and Qi Guang, Bai Ling smiled and said, "Good morning, Ju Wang and Ju Qi."

Qi Guang's position is Deputy Director, so it's no problem for Bai Ling to call him Bureau Qi.

Qi Guang pushed away the documents in front of him, and steered the wheelchair towards Bai Ling aggressively.

This was probably the first time that Bering saw Qi Guang himself.

The deputy director named "Prison Light" looked very young, although his age was not too young, but his delicate baby face still made him look like a child.

However, no matter how young a child is, when driving towards him in a wheelchair, he still has some special... oppressive feeling.

Bai Ling had to admit that when he watched Qi Guang drive over, his heart still missed half a beat.

Wouldn't it be to touch porcelain?
Although it might be inappropriate to think so, such a thought did flash through Bering's mind at the time.

Soon, Qi Guang's wheelchair stopped at Bering's feet.

Looking up, Qi Guang looked at Bering silently for a while.

All four look at each other.

After about a few seconds, Qi Guang gave a "tsk", turned the wheelchair and returned to the original seat.

He turned to Bering and said, "Are you the prophet?"

When he said this, his tone was a little unfriendly.

Because Qi Guang thought of the embarrassment he had suffered from Ding Yan before.

(End of this chapter)