Crane's Ark of Tomorrow Daily

Picking up the mobile phone that was dedicated to contacting V3 Mining, when the call was connected, Cronin instantly put on another expression.

The speed of changing faces is faster than turning the pages of books.

"Hi, it's me." Cronin said into the phone.

"Oh, listen up. We will mine the next batch of obsidian at noon tomorrow. The quantity required for this batch is a bit large. You should prepare in advance." The other party ordered arrogantly.

Cronin was stunned for a moment, and then quickly said, "What? Tomorrow? Tomorrow is absolutely not possible! Can you push it back for two more days, at least after the Obsidian Music Festival starts, no one will pay attention to the volcano at that time, It’s also convenient for me to cover for you.”

"Tomorrow-day-noon!" The man dragged his voice and said impatiently, "I didn't ask for your opinion, have you forgotten what you did before?"

Hearing this, Cronin clenched his teeth, almost crushing his own teeth.

He took a few small breaths, trying not to make his voice abnormal, and said, "It's too early at noon tomorrow...Mr. Herman just left yesterday. If he started work so early, he might notice."

"Give me a little more time, as long as tomorrow night, I can arrange things." His voice sounded extremely humble.

"...It's really troublesome, so let me give you another half day. Tomorrow night is the deadline."

After being silent for a while, the other party said arrogantly, "You have delayed for a long time, but I will lose several million!"

I didn't earn that money for you! !Cronin was filled with anger.

Seeing that Cronin was silent and did not reply, the other party felt a little bored and smacked his mouth.

"By the way, why didn't you kill that old guy Herman? Since you're so close to him, there should be a lot of opportunities, right?"

"What are you talking about?" Cronin frowned.

"Then you get rid of that young lady, so the whole Kiesta is yours? Then we won't have so many restrictions on mining obsidian." The person on the other end of the phone joked.

"..."

"..."

silence.

After a long time, Cronin said blankly, "If there is nothing else, I will hang up first. I still have a lot of work to do at the music festival."

As he said that, Cronin didn't give the other party a chance to speak again, and silently pressed the hang up button.

When the phone call ended, the veins on Cronin's forehead bulged, and his chest, like a dilapidated bellows, pulsated violently amidst the sound of 'wheezing, wheezing'.

He raised the mobile phone in his hand high, as if he was about to throw it on the ground and smash it into pieces in the next second.

It's just that Cronin raised his arms high and didn't make any next move for a long time.

This mobile phone is specially made for communication. If it is smashed, he will have to contact the people of V3 Mining to make another one. It will inevitably be another cynicism.

Slowly, slowly, Cronin seemed to be about to put his arm down, but suddenly with a force on his arm, he threw the phone out.

There was an intimate contact between the mobile phone and the wall, leaving a small hole on the wall, and then fell to the ground and scattered into parts.

It looks like it can't be repaired.

But Cronin was like throwing away a piece of trash, and his mood didn't change in any way.

Cronin immediately reached out and picked up another mobile phone on the table, which was his own mobile phone.

Opening the call log, Cronin didn't even look at it, and dialed back along the top one.

After waiting for a few seconds, after hearing the sound of the phone being connected, Cronin narrowed his eyes and said, "Tell your Patriarch, I agree to your terms."

Then hung up the phone.

When Cronin opened his eyes again, his eyes were already filled with countless bloodshot eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You guys forced me to do this."

Since he is afraid that someone will reveal the secret of his bribery, he should simply kill everyone who knows the secret.

Just like what Cronin said just now, someone forced him to do so.

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"It's so slow... Li Ke, what the hell did you go to do? Why haven't you come back?" Lazily lying on the back of the chair, Kong let out a dissatisfied complaint.

When they were on the street in the afternoon, before the four of them could react, Li Ke disappeared in a flash.

Without the most important bag carrier, they didn't buy too many things at that time, but just bought some gadgets such as swimsuits, sunscreen, and T-shirts.

There are some big items left, such as sun umbrellas, deck chairs, and barbecue grills. I can only buy them by myself after Li Ke comes back.

As the sky darkened, they also returned to the hotel they had booked, but Sora did not return to the Siren Records headquarters, but came here with them.

The four of Li Ke had a total of three rooms, one for Angelina and Ifrit, one for Tianhuo and one for Li Ke.

In fact, they can just rent two rooms, one for Angelina and Li Ke, one for Tianhuo and Ifrit, but Tianhuo is unwilling to take care of that troublesome kid, so they can only follow the current division Here we go.

After returning to the hotel, Ifrit fell asleep in the room, and the three of them are now gathered in Tianhuo's room, chatting one after another.

But until now, there is still no sign of Li Ke coming back.

"Maybe it's something important. He often ran out like this before." Angelina said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Kong couldn't help but roll his eyes, how long have they been in Kista, what important things can they have, let Li Ke leave them aside and run out alone?

"By the way, Sora, is it okay for you not to go back now?" Angelina asked.

Now the night was very deep, and there were not even a few people in the street outside, but Sora still stayed here and did not go back.