"I have confidence in you."
Song Yao said, "That's why I recommend you to practice."
Li Rui asked without restraint: "Can I ask on what basis you came to this conclusion?"
Song Yao was silent for a while, and then said: "Let me tell you about my trip to the Cangyun Association's jurisdiction this time."
Hello! You answer the question! In fact, there is no reason at all!
Li Rui's eyelids twitched.
Song Yao was also speechless because he had never met anyone who really wanted to get to the bottom of it.
Damn it, the book doesn’t even say how to respond when someone asks you this.
The book he was thinking about was the book "Three Minutes on How to Motivate Your Subordinates" deep in the drawer.
"Ahem, you tell me." Li Rui smiled dryly.
The first meeting between the two started in a slightly awkward way, but Song Yao quickly found his rhythm.
"Many people think that the situation in the northwest region is complicated because of the strong folk customs, but this is not the case. The main reason is that the southeast under the jurisdiction of Bai Li and Chi Jia is a coastal area. Although there are some illegal secret agents infiltrating, there are ultimately much fewer. "
Song Yao said unhurriedly, "So the first thing I want to emphasize to you is that after you go, of course you must abide by the organization's regulations, but more importantly, no matter what task you are performing, you must first ensure that It must be for your own safety.”
He then explained some specific matters, and finally said: "If you have any questions, you can ask Dong Sanchuan and the others for advice. His current position is my personal assistant, but his rank is similar to yours, he is just a mid-level agent."
Li Rui said: "I don't have his contact information."
"Don't worry, I'm working on it."
Song Yao was already making gestures with his cell phone, but he didn't say anything for a long time. Finally, he couldn't hold it in any longer and handed over his cell phone: "How do you invite people to join the group?"
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After Li Rui pointed at the screen and taught him the lesson, he found that he was pulled into a small group with more than twenty people in it.
"Um?"
"This is a group I created to encourage and encourage people."
Song Yao smiled and said, "It's full of people who I think have a chance to participate in the secret battlefield this time. We can usually communicate and discuss. Dong Sanchuan is also in there. You can add him yourself. I said hello in advance. If you have any difficulties after going there, You can also find him."
Li Rui nodded: "Thank you, President."
"Well, I don't have anything more to say. Do you have any questions?"
"Gone."
"Then let's do it. After you go there, you'll be contacted by someone. You don't have to be timid or reserved. People in the northwest are more straightforward and easy to get along with."
"Yes, I will definitely work hard."
Li Rui was about to stand up and say goodbye when Song Yao suddenly stopped him again.
"Wait a minute, I'm suddenly inspired. I'll compose you a poem."
After saying that, the old man actually took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from under the table. He was not particular about it. The paper was cheap and cost dozens of yuan a knife. The pen was Langhao, which can be used for both calligraphy and painting. It didn’t look expensive. The ink was from a stationery store. With ready-made ink, the inkstone is simply a pickle plate.
Song Yao dipped his pen in half of the ink and began to work.
"I'm going to the northwest today. The future is uncertain."
"One day when I return to the east, the clouds will open and the moon will shine!"
"Hahaha, how is it?" Song Yao shook the rice paper and blew the ink on the side with his mouth.
Li Rui had already seen the president's literary talents on the intranet forum. He never thought that there would be a day when he would need to do a solo face to face, so he could only say without conscience: "Good poetry."
Song Yao gave a thumbs up: "It's good, can you tell me what's good about it?"
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Li Rui picked his head.
"In terms of concept, I first wrote about the feeling of confusion on the long journey to the west. However, in the last two sentences, the mood changed suddenly. It has the charm of thousands of sails passing by the side of a sunken boat and thousands of spring trees in front of diseased trees."
"The melody is eclectic, and the wording is unique. It accurately describes the current situation and expresses inner expectations. It is both a narrative poem and a lyric poem, high!"
He felt that making up the story in front of Zuo Qiutian didn't take so much effort.
After Song Yao heard this, he held his hand emotionally: "Bondmate, confidant! I have been writing poetry for many years, and I rarely meet people who understand me as well as you. I will definitely send you every new poem for tasting in the future. .”
That's not necessary.
Li Rui suddenly began to regret that he had talked too much.
Supervise and encourage the group to be quiet.
In fact, many people saw new people joining, but no one said anything.
Who has nothing to do to chat in a group with leaders?
But just because no one is talking in the group, it doesn't mean there is no private contact. Almost everyone who sees it is discussing it.
"Who is that person nicknamed Unlucky Guy?"
Dong Sanchuan did not receive any inquiries from others, because most of the people in the group were not familiar with him. There was no way, he was too young, and the other people selected to meet the conditions were at least seven or eight years older than him.
Now, he was holding the unsheathed sword in his arms and staring at Nan Jiumei not far away. The latter was waving his hands in the air like a conductor, and an explosion would occur every time he pointed.
"Can you be less fancy and move faster?"
"Mortal mortals cannot appreciate the beauty of the mixture of fire and impact."
Nan Jiumei wanted to continue saying a few words, but when she saw Dong Sanchuan's eyes, she sighed and snapped her fingers heavily.
boom! ! ! !
All the explosion traps were activated at the same time, and the huge flame wave swallowed up all the howling creatures in the secret realm.
"Brother, this is an overlapping situation at the thirty-fifth level. Otherwise, the entire municipal branch would have to be mobilized. There are only four of us, so we have to spend some time."
He seemed a little unhappy.
Dong Sanchuan didn't even bother him, he just waved to look at Zhang Huju and Jiang Yu in the distance.
"We are here to perform a mission, not for you to play with."
"It's all solved, now what?"
Zhang Huju asked after running over.
Dong Sanchuan was about to answer when he suddenly found a new message on his phone, so he opened it and took a look.
[Unlucky guy requests to add you as a friend. ]
[Verification: Hello, I am Li Rui. ]
Dong Sanchuan, who had received the message in advance, of course passed it directly, but after passing it, he found that the other party did not send any message, so he ignored it.
Nan Jiumei came up and asked, "Brother Chuan, what's wrong?"
"It's okay. Mr. Song arranged for someone to come over for training and asked me to take care of him."
Jiang Yu asked: "But the next stop is Tupo City. After we pass there, I'm afraid you won't be able to take care of us."
"It doesn't matter. I met the Kong family a few days ago. Just ask them to keep an eye out for me. The guy is only in his tenth level. There shouldn't be anything that requires me to go." Dong Sanchuan didn't seem too concerned.
Zhang Huju asked: "Who is it?"
"A man named Li Rui had some issues with Huo Yun of the Huo family before. Mr. Song seems to be very optimistic about him."
He didn't know yet that Huo Yun had been recruited as his younger brother.
"Really? Mr. Song has a very high vision."
When it comes to Song Yao, the four supernovas all respect him. The extraordinary world always admires powerful people more.
"What profession? How many levels are you at?"
Nan Jiumei licked her lips, "I hope I have a chance to fight him."
"Come on."
Dong Sanchuan waved his hand, "A level 17 raincaller, you, an advanced explosives expert, have the nerve to fight with them?"
"I thought it was similar to us." Nan Jiumei suddenly lost interest, thinking that Mr. Song's plan was too advanced.
(End of chapter)
