"Team leader, do we in the logistics department want to be bullied?"
In Li Xinghe's office, Zhang Ziliang's eyes were red and he was excited.
Su Changqing and Wen Hua stood aside expressionlessly, not knowing what they were thinking, and no one spoke.
Li Xinghe glanced at Zhang Ziliang silently with his cloudy eyes, and sighed softly: "But there is really no one in your logistics department who can take the lead."
"Who said Wang Ye would definitely die!"
"At least no one has found his body now!"
Zhang Ziliang became more and more excited.
Wen Hua narrowed his small eyes and smiled softly: "People have gone deep into the wasteland, how can we find corpses."
Su Changqing nodded slightly and agreed: "Old Zhang, give up."
"If you give up, will you give me your son?"
Zhang Ziliang looked at Su Changqing with his cold eyes, like a mad lion, full of violence.
"Haha, at least Wen Qian has awakened three times." Su Changqing sneered.
"Three awakenings!"
Zhang Ziliang was stunned for a moment and became more and more irritable: "You are using power for personal gain!!!"
"enough."
The quarrel intensified. Li Xinghe rubbed his temples with a headache. His old face was full of fatigue: "From today on, Team A will change to a challenge system. The winners will be the best and the losers will be the worst."
"If nothing happens, please go down."
After speaking, Li Xinghe sighed softly and waved his hand.
"Team leader!!"
"This is unfair! Lin'an City is still rescuing us!"
"Wang Ye's blood hasn't dried yet. Don't you think this is too much?"
Zhang Ziliang clenched his fists tightly, and his whole body seemed to be much older at this moment.
"Hmph, if Wang Ye doesn't accept it, just let him take it back."
"Of course, if he survives."
Su Changqing glanced at Zhang Ziliang with a sneer, turned and left.
Wen Hua's little eyes kept flashing, and he didn't know what he was thinking about. After a long time, he nodded to Li Xinghe and left silently.
After the two left, Li Xinghe's office fell into silence.
for a long time...
"Are you still acting?"
Li Xinghe looked at Zhang Ziliang and teased with a half-smile.
Zhang Ziliang regained his composure at some point, with his hands behind his back, and he still had the furious look before.
Walking to the window, overlooking the entire Beijing: "If I'm not angry, how could any stupid fish take the bait?"
"I just don't know. If my logistics team takes away all the team spots, will those two old guys be anxious?"
Zhang Ziliang said calmly.
Li Xinghe raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Are you so confident that Wang Ye is not dead?"
"I installed satellite positioning on his mobile phone."
"He...will be back soon."
Zhang Ziliang said calmly, as if it was just a trivial matter not worth mentioning.
"Then I'm somewhat looking forward to it."
Li Xinghe smiled softly, with a trace of tiredness on his old face: "There is news from Daocheng that their little Taoist master has gone out to practice and may come to Beijing in the near future."
Zhang Ziliang was stunned, and then fell into the calculation.
for a long time...
"If the little Daoist gets into a fight with the people from Qingfeng Village..."
Zhang Ziliang whispered to himself, thinking again, and the room became quiet again.
…
Wang Ye, who was full of fatigue, opened his eyes, with chapped lips, raised his head and looked at the navigation of the mail truck, and breathed a sigh of relief.
The post office finally let him go, this is the way back.
It looks like we will be arriving in Shangjing soon.
Wang Ye frowned slightly at the constant pain in his body and the sequelae caused by using the Ghost Sword.
This time... the losses were too great.
But thinking about the harvest, Wang Ye was vaguely looking forward to it.
The efficacy of that wooden fish is currently unknown, but the junior post office privileges make Wang Ye a little curious.
I hope you won’t dismiss yourself casually.
After all, in Lin'an City, if he hadn't happened to meet Mao Yong'an, it would have been more difficult to solve it. At least the steady stream of ghost slaves would have made it difficult for him to move forward.
Tired and sleepy, Wang Ye fell into a deep sleep again.
…
The door to Wang Ye's house opened silently. Zhou Han leaned against the door and looked inside the room. The guy who looked exactly like Wang Ye smiled sweetly.
"Hey, ghost guy, he's coming back soon."
"Be careful of the boat capsizing in the gutter."
Zhou Han's voice was sweet and he said with a smile.
On the sofa, 'Wang Ye', who was watching TV, was obviously more like a living person than before, and a little less stiff.
He turned his head silently and glanced at Zhou Han. A thoughtful expression appeared on his slightly stiff face. For a long time...
He stood up silently, turned off the TV, and meticulously dusted the room.
The room was clean and tidy.
Finally, he recalled the plot on TV and seemed to think of something. His mouth opened slightly, but no words came out no matter how hard he tried.
I could only raise one hand and press it gently twice in mid-air.
Zhou Han studied it for a long time with a dark face, and finally pouted and said: "Hypocritical! I really don't know where you came from."
Later, Zhou Han shook her two ponytails, returned to the room, took out a bottle of perfume, and threw it on 'Wang Ye'.
'Wang Ye' carefully tapped the room a few times, and then handed the perfume back.
"It's dirty, no more."
After saying that, Zhou Han glanced at 'Wang Ye' with disgust, returned to his room, and slammed the door.
Back in the room, Zhou Han was in a daze for a moment, then raised his head and glanced at the clock again.
And 'Wang Ye' gently opened his belly and placed the perfume inside.
You can vaguely see that in addition to the perfume, there are two children's books in her belly.
His stomach healed slowly, and he exited Wang Ye's room and gently closed the door.
The room was tidy and had a light aroma. The only pity was that the windows were welded shut and there was no ventilation.
'Wang Ye' looked a little regretful, opened the other door next door and walked in.
…
The mail truck stopped steadily at the entrance of Wang Ye's community.
In the car, Wang Ye slowly opened his eyes, looked around cautiously, then breathed a sigh of relief, opened the door, and staggered out.
As Wang Ye got off the car, the mail truck started up again and disappeared into nothingness.
Reluctantly returning to the door, Wang Ye sighed slightly as he looked at the hair that had fallen to the ground again.
Since his rebirth, his family has become more and more lively.
I really wonder if I live alone.
After forcing himself to pick up the boning knife, Wang Ye opened the door vigilantly and looked at the neat and new room, feeling a little dazed for a moment.
Last time...
Isn't the sofa completely torn to pieces?
This time, it seemed a little different from what I expected.
He walked into the room silently and searched carefully for a moment. After confirming that there was nothing abnormal in the room, Wang Ye fell heavily on the bed and closed his eyes.
Powerful body functions continued to repair Wang Ye's body as he slept.
