One person's royal painting

Chapter 352

Central China.

"Hehe, Temporary Workers Joint Action, that's a really good name!"

A scruffy man in a green overcoat put one hand in his pocket and held a phone in the other, and said, "Why are you wondering who the temporary workers in the other districts are?"

"Yes, but I am more concerned about this operation. The board of directors wants to take advantage of this incident to attack the current temporary worker system. Logically speaking, it is only an escort task. Is it necessary to mobilize so many combat forces?"

On the other side, Ren Fei, with short white hair, was looking at the screen in front of her and said, "I'm also curious about this matter, but the only explanation now is that the directors of the company's headquarters want to use this to embarrass the temporary worker system." ..."

"Now there is only this explanation!"

The man shook his head, "What I'm going to say is for the Eight Wonders, no matter how serious it is!"

East China.

"Old Xiao, this is the person you are going to escort this time!"

Dou Le handed the information to Xiao Zizai, who was sitting in front of him, and said, "I still have to wrong you this time. This time it's an escort mission, not a clearing mission."

"Ma Xianhong... male... um... the successor of the divine machine?"

A very gentle man with glasses nodded from time to time when he looked at the information in front of him. This man is really comfortable. After reading the information, he did not resist too much. To the robbery..."

"You can handle it yourself..."

Dou nodded, but seemed to think of something and said: "By the way, there are also members of the four families involved in this operation. Try not to conflict with them. Your mission does not require meeting."

"Four families... I have often heard about it recently."

The corner of Xiao Zizai's mouth raised slightly, and he murmured in a low voice, "I just don't know if I can meet some sick friends in the temporary workers..."

southwest.

"My little ancestor, you can answer the phone!"

After Hao Yi answered the phone, he was almost moved to tears. This Wang Zhenqiu has been unable to contact him since the Witchcraft Conference, which made it difficult for Hao Yi to deal with some things these days.

Now, this brat finally answered the phone!
"Hahaha, I'm sorry, Lao Hao, I've been in retreat recently, and I have a little insight, do you miss me?"

Wang Zhenqiu's frivolous voice came from the receiver, but Hao Yi was in no mood to play tricks with this guy right now, and said, "There is a mission, and this mission is very special..."

After briefly explaining the situation, Wang Zhenqiu's curiosity was immediately aroused, "Temporary workers join forces, that is to say, this time I can meet temporary workers from other regions?"

"uncertain!"

Hao Yi reminded: "This time you belong to the dark line, and you don't need to meet other people!"

"Oh, the dark thread? The bright thread is..."

"The company commissioner and people from the four families!" Hao Yi said.

"Four families? What are the four families doing with this kind of thing?"

Wang Zhenqiu asked curiously: "I read the information, doesn't it say that Ma Xianhong is going to take over the company?"

"There are other things involved here, Mr. Zhao has his own considerations."

Hao Yi reminded: "Little ancestor, I still want to remind you, if you can't expose it, don't expose it, you understand!"

"rest assured……"

northwest.

"Old Meng, you know what happened this time, and it's roughly like this. Do you have any questions?"

Hua Feng, the person in charge of the Northwest Region, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who was wearing glasses and had a weak personality and asked, "Don't feel pressured. If you don't understand anything, just ask."

"No, it's much easier to just escort people!"

Lao Meng nodded, stood up and said, "Mr. Hua, I'm going out first."

……

On the company side, after everyone arrived, a group of nearly twenty people headed towards the place they had agreed with Qu Tong.

As for Qu Tong...

At this time, she had already collected all the items such as Ma Xianhong and the self-cultivation stove. Seeing Ma Xianhong lying on the stone bed like a corpse, Qu Tong sighed.

"President, many people don't want you to hand over Ma Xianhong..."

The bearded man looked at Qu Tong and said, "It seems that Brother Ma is quite popular."

"Now is not the time to joke!"

Qu Tong glanced at him, and said in a cold voice: "Those who don't want me to hand over Ma Xianhong, let them leave with their things, but I think most of them came out of that village."

"Yes! It's from Biyou Village."

"Tell them, if they still want to stay in this country, don't be discouraged..."

Qu Tong said half of what he said, as if thinking of something, he turned to look at the bearded man and said, "Wait, you are trying to find out how much they want to follow Xianhong. If there are some particularly strong wishes... send them there Quan Xing, find the demon!"

"Yes!"

……

"Hey! There are a lot of cars. Those who know it are to pick up people, but those who don't know think they are going to pick up a certain big leader."

At this time, Wang Zhenqiu was riding a motorcycle on the side road, and from time to time squinted at the people on the main road with bright lines.

"Ding!"

The mobile phone in his arms rang suddenly. It was a message of new news. Wang Zhenqiu took out the mobile phone and looked at it. On the screen, a profile picture marked with the nickname "Northeast" trembled.

"Qu Tong has sent the person to the designated place!"

The man from the Northeast said, "However, I don't seem to see Qu Tong's figure, so I'm sure he won't come."

"Probably not coming."

At this time, Huazhong's clarinet sent a message in the group, "I have been following here for a while, and there is no sign of Qu Tong around."

In a jeep in the convoy, the car was unusually quiet at this time, and everyone was talking. Looking carefully at this jeep, the driver was Feng Baobao, the co-pilot was Zhang Chulan, and Wang Bing and Zhang Lingyu were behind.

Because Wang Bing was present, Zhang Chulan also wanted to tell Sister Baoer that she couldn't speak.

Although the temporary workers in all major regions don't need to meet each other this time, what if... what if something unexpected happens?
Surprisingly, all the temporary workers had to meet.

No one can guarantee.

In this way, the group finally arrived at the agreed place.

click!
As the car door slowly opened, Wang, Zhang Chulan and others came out, looked at the person in charge of handing over Ma Xianhong and said, "Where's President Qu?"

"President Qu has other things to do, so he didn't come!"

It was a brown-skinned boy who spoke. He stared at Wang for a long time and said, "Ma Xianhong is on the back seat of the car. As for the stove you want, it's on the truck over there."

"Um……"

Wang Bing looked at the people present and nodded slightly, "Well, yes! Almost all of them are here, but let's 'inspect the goods'!"

(End of this chapter)