Rebirth of the Defying Maniac

Chapter 589

At this moment, the white-bearded officer was still holding the phone receiver by his ear.

Listening to the beeping sound on the phone, White Beard hesitated for a long time, but he still didn't let it go.

The two people next to him looked at White Beard, glanced at each other, and didn't speak, for fear of disturbing the order from the "superior" over there.

Finally, after a while, Whitebeard finally put down the phone.

Lock the safe and sit back in your seat.

"What did the boss... say?"

Seeing the strange expression on White Beard's face, the two couldn't help asking.

White Beard raised his head, glanced at the two of them, and finally took a deep breath and said, "You two... it seems that our previous guess is not wrong at all. The mysterious big man behind Lin Yiran... I'm afraid... can Directly communicate with those big guys 'above' us, or..."

After a pause, White Beard straightened his expression: "Behind Lin Yiran is a certain boss from our 'above'..."

"No... no?"

The two of them were Chief Jiuxing, and after closing the door at this time, they showed a little disregard for the majestic image of Chief Jiuxing, and there was a hint of surprise in their eyes.

White Beard nodded: "Just now the superior called directly, without a word of nonsense, just said that we should make preparations to upgrade Lin Yiran's star rating. Moreover, it must be done within three days."

"Three days?!"

The two of them paused in their hearts, and they all showed embarrassment: "If you go through the procedure like this... three days, isn't it enough?"

"The higher-ups have already spoken, and the procedures must be completed within three days, otherwise the higher-ups will punish us, even if we are the nine-star officer, we will inevitably be punished. —— You know, how long has it been since this exclusive superior phone rang gone?"

"More than a year?"

One of them subconsciously asked.

Whitebeard shook his head slowly: "As of 2 minutes ago, this phone has not rang for two years, nine months and 27 days."

"...Okay, since that's the case, let's go to work quickly. It will take a lot of work to directly upgrade the three-star to eight-star... Let's hurry up."

"No, you are wrong."

Whitebeard smiled wryly: "It's not about being promoted to eight stars."

"Isn't it eight stars?"

One person breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words: "Then, in this case, it should be planned to promote Lin Yiran to a seven-star... If this is the case, it's okay, at least there is no need to collect the written documents of other nine-star officials..."

"No, not Seven Stars."

White Beard had a playful expression: "It's... Jiuxing."

What responded to White Beard were two pairs of horrified eyes!
Directly... a nine-star promotion? !
Oh my God……

They know better than anyone else what this Bai Ze's nine-star officer means!
So far, in the whole world, there are very few nine-star chiefs in Bai Ze!
It has been... 13 years since the last nine-star officer confirmed the title!

Unexpectedly, after 13 years... suddenly a new officer who was promoted to the nine-star rank... would be a person who was directly promoted from the five-star rank!
And it's a young man!

The nine-star officer's awarding of stars...the consent of other nine-star officers is no longer needed...

This matter should be reported directly to the headquarters.

After all, the "above" has already spoken, so if you think about it...the headquarters probably won't say anything.

……

the other side.

Somewhere in the house.

A man in white sat cross-legged in front of the chessboard, holding a chess piece in his hand, he was hesitant to move, and after a long while, he put it down helplessly.

"I surrender."

This time, he directly admitted defeat.

The old man in front of him couldn't help being stunned. According to his previous understanding of the man in white, no matter what, the other party would definitely follow him to the end.

"Young man, just give up like this?"

I don't know why, the more I get along with this white-clothed man, the more this Go master thinks this white-clothed man is less annoying.

He even...felt that this man in white had a very quiet and elegant scholarly air about him.

This feeling... seems incompatible with this noisy and complicated modern city.

He seems to be a hermit who stays out of the world, very much like those ancient people who lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests.

It's just that this worldly expert is not old-faced and white-bearded, but a handsome man who looks... very young.

Therefore, the old man's hostility toward the man in white gradually... eased a lot.

"I didn't give up."

The man in white said softly: "There are still six rounds left. Old man, go back and rest."

"Meow-"

At this time, a little cat let out a cry, walked slowly from the side, and jumped onto the old man.

The old man held the little cat in his arms happily, amused him, and then said to the man in white: "Young man, thank you, with this little cat, I am not so pessimistic at ordinary times. With you, I will be I'm here for vacation..."

The man in white nodded slightly: "Well, old man, you are here for vacation. After all, you are just playing chess with me."

As he said that, the man in white opened the window. As in the past, crows were sitting on the edge of the window sill, eating the food he spilled in a hurry.

"You know... what's the first thing I learned when I got out of bed?"

Hearing this sentence, the old man was obviously taken aback.

make sense...

Although he would chat with this white-clothed man before, but... obviously he would not talk about these topics that were obviously about the white-clothed man himself.

This is the first time that he took the initiative to talk about himself.

and……

The old man doesn't quite understand...

What is "after getting out of bed"?
The man in white didn't seem to expect the old man to answer him, but turned around slowly, and gently placed his legs on the edge of the table.

He gently rolled up his trousers, and then... Two metal prosthetic limbs of unknown material were exposed underneath.

The man in white took off the two "prosthetic legs", and the two empty trousers swayed gently.

"The first thing I learned, is to choose your mindset."

The man in white blinked lightly, his eyelashes were very long, and every time he blinked, it seemed to reveal a hint of melancholy.

"Even if you are in hell, you can still think about heaven. The so-called suffering will only punish those who accept their fate. For those who know how to control their own destiny, no matter how deep the suffering is, it is just a passing cloud on the road of thorns."

"..."

Hearing these words, the old man trembled slightly for some reason.

The man in white suddenly turned his head and asked seriously: "Mr....do you think the name 'Lin Yiran'...is nice?"

The old man was a little confused and didn't know what to answer.

The man in white suddenly smiled, as gentle as a spring breeze.

"Actually, my name sounds better."

(End of this chapter)