Fast time travel: He made up for his mistakes in the plane

Chapter 401 Sugar Cane No. 6
Some people couldn't stand the oppression and asked to leave.

As soon as he suggested it, the others also stood up. They really couldn't figure out this guy's routine and were afraid that the next one would be implicated.

Moreover, it is very unnecessary.

A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers and bites everywhere like a mad dog.

Let’s wait until the tribe recovers from their illness.

Until then, clamp on.

However, the next second, countless guards wearing black uniforms and helmets whose faces could not be seen ran out from nowhere, completely surrounding the entire venue. The weapons in their hands were pointed at them. If they were not careful, they would be killed. Suffered from eating peanuts.

Now no one dared to act rashly.

My heart was pounding in my throat, my back was tense, my scalp was numb, my shirt was wet with cold sweat, and my legs wrapped in suit pants were swinging wildly.

"W-what are you doing?" The speaker tried his best to keep a smile on his face, "If you have something to say, say it carefully. Say it carefully."

Put that laoshi down quickly.

The labor and management were scared to death.

Try your best to rub back and reach the edge of the seat. If necessary, you can stay alive for two seconds if there is something blocking you.

"Nonsense!"

An old man with gray hair and majestic eyes knocked his crutch heavily on the marble floor, making a crisp sound.

Song Shi saw it and smiled, "Old Ji understands me. I'm not just fooling around, so I asked my uncle to cooperate with me."

Mr. Ji was so angry that his blood pressure surged.

"Boy Song! What do you mean? Let these people back down!"

All the poles were taken out.

There must be a limit to your nonsense!
"Wait until your father comes out and see how he deals with you!"

Song Shi smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about this, Mr. Ji. My dad has arranged everything. I just listen to him."

Mr. Ji's pupils shrank, "Impossible!"

"Don't you believe it, Mr. Ji? Mr. Ji thinks it's up to me." He chuckled, "What are my abilities that Mr. Ji doesn't know about? Is it possible for me to do this?"

Mr. Ji: "."

Not sure anymore.

This guy is crazy, but he really doesn't have that much ability.

Could it be that it was really Lao Song?

But what does Lao Song mean? He has never revealed it before!

And today we are here to hold a tribal meeting.
He suddenly thought of something, raised his head again, and looked at Song Shi with a sullen expression, "Is the tribe chief really sick?"

"Yeah, who else can I lie to?"

Mr. Ji sneered in his heart.

What kind of illness? In his opinion, it was just some calculation that the other party would not be able to show up, so he simply claimed it was an illness and sent a gangster to come up. If possible, he would be the best and enjoy the benefits of the fishermen. If not, there would be a way out. Someone would take the blame.

His face was expressionless, "I've been in meetings all morning and I'm a little nervous. I have to go home and take medicine."

He wants to leave.

Song Shi suddenly realized it and slapped his forehead, "That's too careless!"

Mr. Ji felt relieved, thinking that he could go back.

The next second, I heard that shameless person say, "I deserve to die! A man as old as Mr. Ji is still worrying about the tribe, and he is so tired that he is covered in aches and pains. My dad is really Huang Shiren, he even sucks blood. You can't just take one and smoke it, but now that he is sick, the tribe is in charge of me. I respect the old and love the young. I will never delay Mr. Ji from taking medicine. I will have someone deliver the medicine to Mr. Ji three times a day. Come here, I will see you take it with my own eyes, there will be no delay, even if you forget it, Mr. Ji, you will not miss a meal. "

Mr. Ji was so angry that he was shaking all over.

Angry and worried.

But he didn't show any anger on his face, he said, "Song boy, are you going to force me to retire?"

"There's no need to force me to do anything, Mr. Ji, your words are too unpleasant. I am called "Zun Lao", "Zun Lao", you know? Do you really want to die in this position?" He thought for a while, "If you want to, I can help you too."

Ji Lao was stunned.

Then he got angry and said, "How dare you, Shuzi!"

Song Shi subconsciously replied, "See if I dare!"

Mr. Ji: "."

So angry!

"Aren't you afraid that everyone will be disappointed if you treat the tribal veterans and heroes like this?"

Song Shi did not care about his self-proclaimed veteran hero, nor did he intend to reveal his plan. Instead, he laughed and said, "Mr. Ji, what do you think? How can they be happy about your retirement? Are they disappointed? They will only thank me." Yes, it helped free up so many positions.”

Others who are heartbroken:.
Mr. Ji:!

Failed!
"You!" He felt dizzy.

I dare not say harsh words.

Now everything is under the control of this person. When he retreats, he will definitely
He took a deep breath and said, "I'm not feeling well. I want to go home."

Song Shi nodded, "Did you hear what Mr. Ji said? He's not feeling well."

"Yes."

Several people came forward, one of them bent slightly and said, "Mr. Ji, please."

"Humph!"

Mr. Ji wanted to say a few more words, but he was afraid that he would be caught and unable to leave, so he had to suppress the anger in his heart and walk towards the door.

Mr. Ji is gone.

The door is closed.

Song Shi looked at everyone present and smiled, "Is there anyone else who wants to retire? Today is a good day and the weather is good, so it is suitable to go to the nursing home. Everyone happens to be there, and most of them have reached the retirement time stipulated by the tribe. The time, place and people are favorable. Come forward, I will do it together and give young people more opportunities."

Others, who were eager to see Mr. Ji go away, were also very moved:.
？ ！！

what?
retire? !

Who wants to retire!
Is it
His eyes widened in disbelief.

So, is this what the tribe leader means, or is this what the tribe leader means?
Did the tribe leader already dislike them and want to eradicate them?
Everyone's heart was hanging in the air, the cold sweat on their backs soaked their clothes, and their hearts were beating like drums, fearing that they would be called out next.

Song Shi was not such a passive person.

He called a few people's names, turned a deaf ear to their scoldings, and asked the guards to take them to their collective retirement place.

Parliament became his voice.

Everyone present was filled with hatred, but there was nothing they could do.

It seems that time has passed for a long time.

Those who complained that they were hungry did not dare to scream, and those who needed to take medicine endured it, even when going to the toilet.

Not to mention how frustrating it is.

Fortunately, that fellow is not unreasonable.

Have someone bring food in.

There are dining carts one after another, filled with boxes of white disposable lunch boxes.

One for each person.

Most people were at a loss when holding it, frowning, and looking like they didn't know what to do.

No one moved their chopsticks.

Some were really hungry and would not move when no one was moving.

The law does not blame everyone.

Besides, what if there are some special seasonings added to it?

If you don't eat one meal, you won't die of hunger.

Song Shi looked at them with a smile, "Eat quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold."

Everyone below was hesitant.

Hesitant and troubled.

Whispering and whispering.

"How do you eat this?"

"It's just a box. These chopsticks are disposable. I don't know what's inside."

"I have three heights, so I can't eat casually."

"Me too, I don't want to eat."

"This is a foam box, right? This thing is used to hold rice. Is there really no problem if you eat it?"

"Are these chopsticks chopsticks?"

Song Shi tilted his head, "Why don't you eat it? This was just sent by Liangchacha Food Company. While everyone is here, let's have a taste of it and taste the hard work brought by technology."

The people below were stunned.

Liangchacha? !

"That's not it."

Someone exclaimed.

Song Shi smiled, "Yes, it's the resolution you just passed to provide lunch to the tribe's children. This is currently the largest output company in the tribe." He said in a gentle tone, "The Jiang tribe has always paid attention to these details, food It’s definitely healthy and nutritious, please go ahead.”