After the death of the account book, the boss became popular all over the Internet

Inside the command vehicle, the person in charge looked at the positioning red dot and communication signal that disappeared instantly on the map, hurriedly found Ming Sheng's channel, picked up the pager:
"Hey, Team Ming, can you hear Team Ming? Qin Wan's signal is disconnected! They used a signal jammer!"

Across the road from the clubhouse, a black off-road vehicle parked silently by the side of the road.

Inside the car, Ming Sheng knocked on the headset, signaling the person in charge to calm down:

"I saw that Qin Wan was also tied up. There is a high probability that she did not leak the secret. Meng Xubai led the team to stand by at the gas station two kilometers away."

The person in charge said anxiously: "Ming team, can you do it alone? Do you need reinforcements?"

He was intimidated by Ming Sheng's decisive and determined aura just now, but now that he thinks about it, is it inappropriate for Ming Sheng, a civilian consultant of the Demon Suppression Division, to go deep into the unknown enemy camp and rush to his death?

Ming Sheng suddenly asked: "The communication between us is not a public channel, is it?"

The person in charge was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously said: "No, the public channel can only be adjusted on the command vehicle. Otherwise, in order to prevent task cross-talk, any one-to-one communication is normally a private channel."

Ming Sheng turned the car key to turn off the ignition, and while unfastening his seat belt, he said:
"Actually, the identity I confessed to you just now is not comprehensive."

"Before I was transferred to the Lincheng branch, I worked in the first operation team of the Jingdu headquarters of Zhenyaosi, and served as the deputy captain."

The voice of a middle-aged man in charge suddenly sounded like a dolphin at this moment:

"What are you talking about?!!"

As we all know, the first team of the headquarters operation team does not have a captain, only a deputy captain.

And the vice-captain's experience is legendary.

Although the name, age, face, and identity of the deputy team are kept under high-level confidentiality, the stories of the chief justices of the demon towns in several regions who robbed people were spread vigorously in the demon town system, and it can be said that everyone knows everyone. dawn.

Ming Sheng calmly comforted the person in charge:

"It's okay. There are not many people who know about this matter. You count as one, and Zhao Chen and Zhao Bureau of our company count as one. If it is accidentally leaked, I can find the source easily."

The person in charge's blood pressure soared again, and he took out his life-saving antihypertensive medicine from his breast pocket with trembling hands and held it in his hand. He had to succumb to Ming Sheng's false comfort and real threat:
"...Okay, okay, Deputy Team Ming, no, Team Ming, I will keep my mouth shut, don't worry."

Ming Sheng gathered his coat, took off his mask, put on a pair of sunglasses, let down his hair and brushed it casually in front of the reflector, and instantly changed into the appearance of a wealthy lady.

She opened the door and got out of the car, closed the door and locked the car in one go, and walked towards the clubhouse naturally.

At this time, the entrance of the Crown Club has returned to normal, as if the kidnapping scene just now had never happened.

It's just past eight o'clock now.

Not at all the peak hours for the clubhouse to operate.

As soon as Ming Sheng approached the door, the security guard immediately secretly became vigilant.

"Hi ma'am, it's not our business hours yet."

Ming Sheng took out his mobile phone without raising his head, and said angrily while replying to the message:

"You can set up a VIP for as low as you can, and you can set the price at will. I am in a bad mood today, so I want to find a place to sit and order a few younger brothers to accompany me. Everyone is open for business, so don't waste time."

The security guard started to hesitate after being confronted by Ming Sheng so confidently.

Although it sounds unorthodox, their customer base is indeed dominated by wealthy women. The recent economic downturn has greatly reduced the frequency of many old customers.

Ming Sheng knocked on the phone, and said in a cold tone, "What time is it, don't give me such a shit reason as not being able to open the door, tell me if you can."

The security guard took out the walkie-talkie: "There is one person in the box on the second floor."

Then he smiled apologetically at Ming Sheng: "The distinguished guests are welcome."

Anyway, the boss didn't say to stop people, and the signal shielding devices in the clubhouse are all in place, and they earn a commission, so if you have money, you don't make money assholes.

Ming Sheng put his hands in his pockets and followed the waiter towards the stairs.

The decoration inside the clubhouse is indeed luxurious enough, and it is also in line with the public's aesthetics, without giving people an aura of nouveau riche.

The waiter handed the tablet to Ming Sheng:

"Here is the photo profile of our waiter, sister, please take a look first."

The sunglasses covered most of Ming Sheng's face, making her look less underestimated.

Coupled with the influence of the previous momentum and the age of the customer group, the waiter subconsciously increased Ming Sheng's age.

The young girl Ming Sheng has no interest in these high-p noodle students.

The actual age of this group of people is probably older than her two lifetimes combined.

However, in front of the waiter, Ming Sheng still swipe the information casually twice.

Suddenly, a somewhat familiar photo appeared in front of her.

Seeing Ming Sheng staring at a photo for a while, the waiter immediately introduced:
"This is our new recruit. His surname is Song. He's just an adult. He's definitely a male college student. He's here for a part-time job. Sister, you know it too. It's a great opportunity. Why don't we call him up first?"

Ming Sheng looked at the personal introduction at the bottom of the photo, and wrote three words on the name column——

Song Chulin.

She pressed the tablet: "The name is good, that's all."

How could this kid appear here? Isn't he from Kyoto? !
The waiter's face was full of smiles: "Hey, please wait a moment, I will bring the wine and people to you, sister."

Ming Sheng was powerless to complain about this man's tone like a prostitute's old bustard, determined to report the club after he found out about the situation of the Dragon Club.

She managed to find a WeChat from the corner of the WeChat list, and then clicked into the chat box.

The last chat record was still half a month ago.

It was the photo of sunrise that Song Chulin sent her.

She had a headache, so she quickly edited a sentence and sent it, but it kept going in circles.

Just in time, the door of the private room was pushed open, Song Chulin held the wine, pushed the door obediently and walked in.

The moment he saw Ming Sheng, he was stunned for a while, and then a smile came to his cheeks bit by bit:
"Sister! Why are you!"

Ming Sheng took off his sunglasses, took a deep breath, and said with a smile:

"I still want to ask you."

How could it be so coincidental that she still met this man when so many accidents happened.

Song Chulin seemed to be afraid that Ming Sheng might misunderstand, so he quickly explained:
"No sister, I didn't do anything illegal. I came to Jindu City for tourism, and I happened to see that this company was recruiting temporary workers. I was traveling alone at my own expense, so I came here to work for a few days before going to the next city. .”

"I really didn't sell my body! I'm a pure-hearted waiter here, the kind who serves tea and water! Sister, don't stop talking to me because of a misunderstanding, I... I can resign immediately! "

Ming Sheng is one head and two big.

She took off her sunglasses and put them in her pocket, then showed a screenshot of the monitoring screen, put it in front of Song Chulin, pinched his chin with one hand, and asked with downcast eyes:
"I don't care about your purpose and means, tell me now, have you ever seen this person?"

Sheng Bao is facing Xiao Song at this moment, just like in the old wealthy novels, the CEO is disbelieving in every possible way when facing the poor little pity who volunteers

And Xiao Song is a green tea puppy, who inherited someone's dark green tea side and magnified it perfectly

(serene)-
ps The cold has not improved for so many days, there is a high probability that it is three yang or two yang, it is difficult to stretch
good night