Returning from the 900th floor

Chapter 65 The sky changes

When all is said and done.

"Leng Jiao is all ill" finally stopped thinking carefully.

Let "Audience 12138" award all the remaining points to Brother Shenxu to purchase dinner ingredients.

"Audience 12138" did as he was told without saying a word.

Finally withdrawing dozens of points, Brother Shenxu lived up to his expectations. In the spirit of drinking now, he did not save any money.

I spent a full 50 points to buy a large bottle of liquor, some pork, tofu and radish, and returned to the "top room" to wash and chop vegetables in front of the camera.

Finally, put the pot on and pour the ingredients in one by one to cook.

It was rare to meet the true God who took action to improve his life. He sat on the bed with moderate hardness and looked at the spacious and bright room.

Brother Shenxu is very happy.

After sitting for a while, I couldn't help but get up and touch the computer. Then I turned on the air conditioner, raised my head to face the cool breeze, and moaned comfortably: "Oh, it's so cold!"

Not long after, the pot boiled. He sat back in front of the camera and stared blankly at the pot and the camera. He giggled for a while, and then hurriedly turned off the heat.

Just eat it while it's still in the pot with a spoon.

After a day of hunger, he ate deliciously.

The audience finally waited for today's eating and broadcasting session.

Watching with joy that Brother Shenxu was too lazy to cook rice, he scooped up pork, tofu and radish and blew the hot air into his mouth. After finishing the wine and soup, it was a delicious meal.

The live broadcast is coming to an end.

The spectators gradually dispersed.

What's strange is that "Leng Jiao is sick" took the initiative to ask "viewer 12138" to add him as a friend.

It looked like the two of them had really become friends.

Outside the live broadcast room.

Luo Shan put down his phone and let out a long breath.

Office of the Chief of the Intelligence Department of the First Foundation.

Tong Xiaolei reported in an orderly manner: "Moran took money from the group warehouse to buy some props to enhance himself at internal prices, and then entered the tower. Luoshan has been playing in the live broadcast room and had a lot of fun rewarding points to a certain anchor."

The old man smiled and said: "It's really just to make money and spend money."

Tong Xiaolei asked hesitantly: "You have no confidence in them?"

The old man shook his head: "I just don't have confidence in the treatment of the group."

Tong Xiaolei looked even more puzzled: "Since even Tiansheng values ​​talents so much, why can't our group do better? I'm not seeking benefit for myself, I just feel that everyone's wages are generally a bit low."

When this was mentioned, the old man's face showed a rare hint of helplessness: "I know what you mean, but God knows what those losers on the group's board of directors are thinking."

Seeing the old man's helplessness, Tong Xiaolei sighed: "It's a pity that you lost all your shares in order to invoke the [Great Return of the Golden Pill], otherwise the board of directors should at least listen to your opinions."

"It goes without saying." The old man waved his hand to stop her from talking, and said seriously: "Just do our job well and assist the group's elites in sprinting to the World Tower, and don't care about anything else."

Tong Xiaolei nodded silently to express her understanding.

Seeing her depressed mood, the old man smiled and changed the subject: "How is it? Where is the man in green now? Did you find out about his relationship with Wang Wen before you investigated it?"

Tong Xiaolei picked up the tablet and made a few strokes. While reading, she said: "The information about the man in Tsing Yi's whereabouts has been silent for a while, and there is no update yet. As for his relationship with Wang Wen, even Team Leaders Luo and Team Mo I don’t know, I just said that I was acting in line with the plan given by Wang Min, and I don’t know anything else. The result of our middle team’s analysis is that it is at least the level of a close friend, otherwise it would be impossible to help to this extent.”

"You mean." The old man frowned and thought, "He is probably Wang Wen's relative?"

"The probability is extremely high!" Tong Xiaolei said with certainty: "Even acting is too hard. I broke an arm recently. Such a big sacrifice cannot be made in a normal relationship."

The old man pondered for a long time.

Then he asked: "What do they say about the census? Can their identity be found?"

Tong Xiaolei shook her head without even looking at the computer this time: "Tian Sheng compared the blood, DNA, fingerprints and other available information of the man in Tsing Yi, and found no matching or even suspicious files. We obtained the comparison items through channels. I compared the group’s own database and found no matches or suspicions, as if this person appeared out of thin air.”

"There are all kinds of wonders in the world, and the database of the First Financial Group cannot cover the whole world. It's normal that he can't be found because his strength is so high." The old man picked up the teacup and took a sip. He looked at the tea in the teacup with some inexplicable regret. Said: "Wang Wen, on the other hand, he hasn't come to see me, an old man, for a long time since the accident at the academy. The only time he came to the Intelligence Department was to find Luo Shan and the others to act in a play to earn Tiansheng's money. As you said, he is really He is very stubborn, and the more difficult it is, the less willing he is to ask me for help."

Tong Xiaolei pursed her lips and said with emotion: "In fact, it seems that he has solved all the difficulties one by one. Even such a terrible enemy as Tiansheng has fallen. Zheng Xiaodong's death has dealt a great blow to Qin Dongbei. It seems that this This time I really hit seven inches."

"Are you sure they are the hands and feet of the man in green?" the old man asked curiously.

"That's not true." Tong Xiaolei said with a stern expression: "But it seems that no one can achieve this level except him, not even the top of the 600th floor of the group."

She slowly traced the tablet with her finger: "The murderer left no trace, no figure, no footprints, no witnesses, no surveillance. It was as if Zheng Xiaodong's head split open out of thin air! This kind of strength is simply terrifying. Qin, who was so tightly guarded, He will be able to freely enter and kill people on his estate, and he will become the enemy of the whole world, because this will make everyone feel uneasy, everyone will be in danger, and everyone will cry out for beatings."

"Take your time and watch." The old man stood up, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the clouds in the sky and said slowly: "This world is going to change."

. . .

Zheng Xiaodong is dead.

The young master Tiansheng, who had just begun his glorious life and took over the group and almost covered the sky with one hand, died in an ordinary way.

Died by the lake on his estate.

Died on his own favorite fish feast.

The plate of steamed fish noodles seemed to be his decapitation meal. After finishing it, he hit the road.

Qin Dongbei's hair turned white overnight and he quickly jumped from middle age to old age. He looked more than ten years older.

The one who died was his own son whom he had raised as his heir.

All the previous high-profile announcements of the reward were just to vent his anger on his son.

Who knew that before the anger could come out, his son would be gone.

Qin Dongbei took back all his minions, removed the rewards and various specially established departments, lifted the emergency gathering order and allowed the elite team to move freely.

With only three mysterious people.

He was handling his son's funeral in silence like an ordinary old man.

Many people from all parties came to mourn, and even the First Financial Group sent a director to the scene.

No one would stay out of trouble at a time like this.

Super high-rise tower climbers can easily kill the heirs of top consortiums, which is a very serious problem.

This means that the heads of all syndicates are no longer safe.

I hadn't noticed it before because no one had ever been to such a height.

It’s different now! There is also a monster wandering in the outside world whose identity is a mystery, is not restrained, and can take away everyone's heads at any time!

No one in the consortium can survive alone.

If this matter is allowed to ferment, it will even be enough to shake the status of the World Financial Group!

Because once the tower climbers gradually become stronger, the voice no longer belongs to the ordinary managers of the consortium.

Just as Qin Wu Zheng once said to Qin Dongbei after returning home from "retreat" for half a year: "The future must be dominated by super high-rise tower climbers!"

To compete for the right to speak, the operating models of major consortiums must change.

The entire world’s “operational” model will change.

Or, let the strongest tower climber take charge.

Or, let those in power become the strongest tower climbers.

God, things are going to change.