Village Doctor's Magic Hands

There are more and more people entering the conference hall, but Zhao Sanjin doesn't know two. Looking at the three women talking and laughing with guests at the reception desk, Zhao Sanjin feels that although he is the boss of the group, he can't compare with a secretary and shareholder.

After a while, Wei Xian also appeared at the reception desk with the expectation of Zhao Sanjin and Yao Qianyu. Yao Qianyu was not the first to make a sound, but Liu Yingying, who was on the side, took the lead in welcoming him and said with a smile, "it's better to be coincident than early. President Wei also came. Go in and do it first."

Liu Yingying drew a sly smile at the corner of her mouth, which immediately made Wei Xian's smile disappear. She was a little unhappy and said, "as a shareholder of Huanyu Group, how can I say I have to stand outside, too?"

Three women are a good play, and now there is another Wei Xian. Zhao Sanjin suddenly has an impulse to make thirty-six plans.

"The meeting will begin in five minutes. Mr. Wei should go in and sit down." Liu Yingying looked at her watch and said with a funny smile.

"Liu Yingying, everything has to be measured. I'm late, but it's not up to you to blame." seeing such an aggressive Liu Yingying, Wei Xian's face suddenly pulled down and shouted at Zhao Sanjin: "Mr. Zhao, don't you come to comment?"

"Me?" Zhao Sanjin stretched out his finger and pointed to himself. He scolded himself why he didn't run away first. Now, do you lie innocent?

The host on the stage was dressed in a long skirt, with a convex and warped look, coupled with a delicate carved beautiful face, painted with light makeup and light words, as if he was going to whine into the bones of a man, which was very powerful in mobilizing the atmosphere of the scene.

The host introduced himself. His last name is Qin Yue, and his single name is Qin Yue,.

After the ceremony, it is natural that the publicity of the "Huanyu Group" is inseparable, and I don't know whether Li Zhiling and Yao Qianyu deliberately did it. They even excluded Zhao Sanjin when they introduced the leading group of the "Huanyu Group".

The classic ringtone of Apple mobile phone rang in Zhao Sanjin's trouser pocket. Zhao Sanjin, who was already bored, looked at the caller ID. the caller was a fire dragon, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He was saying that he was bored. This interesting thing is coming.

Zhao Sanjin pressed the answer button, left the conference hall, leaned against the round table built in the side hall, asked the hotel waiter for an ashtray, lit one for himself, and then smiled and asked, "what can I do for you?"

"Which one do you want to listen to first, good news or bad news?" the fire dragon snorted noncommittally and asked with a light pick smile at the corners of his mouth.

"When did you learn this?" Zhao Sanjin joked, but he didn't think about it, so he said directly: "let's talk about the good news first."

"The good news is that I have found seven comrades in arms. Now I am coming back from all over the world. If there is no accident, I believe I can appear in Jianghai city within a week."

"It's really a good thing." Zhao Sanjin nodded noncommittally. He still recognized the contribution of Huolong this time. Although the seven old comrades in arms are still a little less, as long as there is a beginning, Zhao Sanjin believes that the rest will come after hearing the news.

"What's the bad news?" the old comrade in arms was relieved. Zhao Sanjin could accept the bad news as long as it wasn't too bad.

"Bad news." Huolong hesitated, pointed the spear at the international and asked, "do you know the general election of the recent Island coup?"

"I know." Zhao Sanjin didn't know it. He knew it too well. Especially after knowing the identity of Suzuki Saburo, Zhao Sanjin felt that he knew too much. He was really afraid of being killed.

"There are two old comrades in arms who can't get out of the island country." since Zhao Sanjin knows, Huolong doesn't bother to explain too much. He directly tells Zhao Sanjin the news he got: "during the political change, extreme things happen frequently, and the island country began to adopt a closed state, which is basically in a state of no access."

"Who is it?" Zhao Sankin smacked his tongue. Although he said that the strength of his team members could not catch up with himself, he was not much worse than himself. The national level martial law was a little thunder and rain. If he couldn't even come out, how could it be a little too much?