After the fraudulent death, the six sons brutally abused the boss

Chapter 513 I was made to be autistic
Soon, Shi Wanyan and the babies also saw the black technology of the building rising from the ground, and the man in the black suit led them in.

The children yelled and marveled at the construction technology.

"Is this the black technology of Transformers? Uncle, can I learn it here?"

"Every time the building rises and falls, can the people inside feel it? What if they faint?"

"Uncle, you are so happy to live here!"

The man didn't expect that he would be surrounded by several children.

It's as if this black technology was created by him.

However, he is only a killer temporarily acting as a guide,
"I don't know. After a while, you will see the person in charge. You should ask him."

"Who is the person in charge here? Is it very powerful?"

Er Bao pretended to ask a question casually.

Only Shi Wanyan and the babies could tell that he was talking again.

As expected.

This silly killer answered the question honestly.

"There are several responsible persons here, each of whom leads different departments and fields, and all have the same power to speak, and each department cooperates with each other."

"Oh? In this way, won't they quarrel? If they quarrel, who will be in charge?"

"The person in charge of each field is one of the shareholders of the group, and it has been agreed not to interfere with each other's fields. If any differences arise, a voting system will be adopted to make major decisions, and the minority must obey the majority. Our group has always operated in this way, and has never There have been no disagreements."

Er Bao muttered in a low voice: "Who can say for sure about this kind of thing."

The other babies burst out laughing when they heard this.

The man didn't hear it, so he said, "What did you say?"

"It's nothing, I said your group is amazing!" Er Bao's sycophant can be said to be very vivid.

Not long after, they were taken to the reception room of the intelligence department on the third floor.

The man in the suit asked them to wait inside, then turned around and called them over.

As soon as people left, the babies started whispering.

Even Shi Wanyan had no chance to hear what they were discussing clearly.

After a while, Mu Qingfeng opened the door and walked in.

Seeing a woman with six children sitting in the reception room, he froze for a few seconds, then turned to look at the man in the suit.

"what happened?"

"They all want to follow."

"You think my place is a tourist attraction?"

"Didn't you tell me to invite people here politely?"

"..."

If it weren't for the fact that the man in the suit was not affiliated with the intelligence department, Mu Qingfeng might have slapped him on the back of the head.

Ever since the killer elites were collectively arrested and sent to international prisons, there are only people with poor brains left in the K group.

Ask him to bring one person back, and grab the whole family with him.

Still be a killer.

It's almost like being a guide!

Mu Qingfeng pouted.

"Okay, you go out first."

After driving away the idiots, Mu Qingfeng walked into the reception room alone, and sat in front of Shi Wanyan and the sextuplets.

The two sides looked at each other.

Mu Qingfeng is a man who looks very young.

The hair is dark brown, the face of the Asian, but the eyes are the green of the Westerners, very special.

He was dressed in a light blue shirt, dressed as a man of science and technology, and his eyes were somewhat deep between his brows.

One can guess at a glance that this person is the head of the K Group's intelligence department.

Mu Qingfeng's eyes lingered back and forth between the mother and her son.

Looking at the six little buns in front of him who looked like they were standing out, he felt that he was going to be face-blind.

After hesitating for a moment, Mu Qingfeng asked.

"Among you, who has the most powerful computer?"

The sextuplets raised their hands in unison.

"We play the game pretty well."

"I'm not talking about playing games, I'm talking about computer skills, such as hacking and the like."

"Will there be a reward after I tell you?"

Mu Qingfeng was stunned for a few seconds, then changed the question and continued: "Who on earth blocked our satellite network and cleared all the files in the computer?"

"Don't tell you."

"..."

Why is it so difficult to communicate with children?
so tired.

He gave up asking the child, and set his sights on Shi Wanyan.

"Mrs. Feng, I admire your child's hacking skills very much. I would like to invite him to work in the intelligence department of our K Group. How would you like it?"

Shi Wanyan smiled.

"You have to ask him about this."

"Which son is it?"

"If you guess right, he will go with you."

"..."

He is serious about business affairs, but this family is playing tricks on him.

Mu Qingfeng couldn't help feeling a little impatient.

At this time, Er Bao spoke.

"Why don't you mention the conditions first. How much is the basic salary? How is the reward share calculated? What about benefits? How many days of annual leave? How many computer experts are there in the department? How often are trainings and team building?"

He was dumbfounded again.

How can a child know so many things at such a young age?
No wonder everyone said that the children of the Feng family were gifted children. When I saw them today, it was indeed so.

If this is the case, then recruiting them all over is a surefire way to make money!

When Mu Qingfeng thought of this, the impatience in his heart disappeared, and he answered Erbao's question truthfully.

"Our group's system is different from that of the outside world. The basic salary is five times higher than that of ordinary people, and a bonus system will also be adopted, but the benefits and annual leave are not very satisfactory."

Dabao couldn't help complaining when he heard this.

"No sincerity at all."

"Otherwise, I'll let you set a price at will. How much do you want?"

"Do you think we are short of money? With the money we earn, we can build several K Groups, why don't we even work for you?" Sibao replied coldly.

The babies nodded one after another, expressing their agreement with Sibao's words.

Mu Qingfeng tried hard to negotiate.

"Everything is negotiable, you can tell me, what are the conditions?"

"It's very simple, the condition is that you help us rescue Daddy and our ancestors."

Hearing this, he looked embarrassed.

"This is a bit difficult. I can go to Mr. Hua to intercede for you, but I can't guarantee that I can get him back. Here, all departments do not interfere with each other."

Sanbao complained simply and violently: "You are so weak."

Mu Qingfeng was completely autistic.

Dare he find a group of little ancestors?

Erbao saw his impatience at this time, so he proposed: "I can help you become the main leader of the entire group, and the power and wealth you want will not be a problem."

"..."

"If you think it's not enough, you can do whatever you want. For example, building a huge global intelligence network, data repository, and mobilizing intelligence from all over the world at any time are all easy things to do."

Mu Qingfeng's mouth twitched a few times.

He felt that these children were better at negotiating conditions than he was.

It is obvious that someone is invited to work in the intelligence department.

Instead, he was hooked by the bait provided by others.

Worst of all, he was a little moved.

How should this be broken?
(End of this chapter)