"Ahem!" The god raised his head and cleared his throat, and warmed up with a dry smile: "If you have something to talk about, talk about it. If you have differences, talk about it. If you have conflicts, talk about it. Everyone sits in the conference room and solves the problem. "
For a deacon of this level, strong pressure will definitely not work, and the Qinghe tribe has always been stubborn. The Xini branch sent him here just to act as a lubricant.
In fact, he didn't want to get involved. The stolen money had nothing to do with him. It was the Qinghe branch that wanted the stolen money.
In the eyes of the Qinghe people, this is robbing them of their money.
As the most powerful spiritual realm practitioner force in Bagui Province, how could the Qinghe branch tolerate this happening? Minister Poppy said calmly: "Who doesn't want to talk? On the territory of Qinghe Branch, both dragons and tigers have to obey. The greatest tolerance for you is to follow the rules. If you act arrogantly, no one in Bagui Province can act arrogantly in front of the Qinghe tribe. "
"It's serious, it's serious!" A god raised his head and looked at Zhang Yuanqing, "Deacon Sanqing Daozu, if you do this, the process will not go forward." To wipe out a stronghold, it is necessary to check the stolen money, criminal identity, stolen goods, etc., and only after the review is completed can an announcement be issued. Bonuses will be given to those who deserve bonuses, and credit will be given to those who deserve credit. "
"Now that the stolen money has not been received, the review will never pass. Then the brothers in the Nanming branch have lost everything. Their salary cards have been frozen, they have to be notified of criticism, and their year-end bonuses are gone." At this point. , he glanced at the drug chaser: "Deacon, the drug chaser, what do you think, please say a few words. "
The drug chaser said coldly: "I accept all punishments from the Qinghe branch. "
He looked like he couldn't get enough of oil and salt.
"Hi, you..." The god raised his head and glared at him, then looked at Zhang Yuanqing and said, "Brothers in the Nanming branch are working very hard. It's the end of the year soon. After working hard for more than half a year, this punishment has brought a lot of injustice." ah.
Is this threatening members of the Nanming branch? Zhang Yuanqing glanced at him, stood up, walked to the conference room door, and opened the frosted glass door. Bing or qq browser@
Hard.
Minister Poppy's expression suddenly turned cold and he said expressionlessly:
"You guys get out first!"
The gods and snail fans stood up silently and walked out of the conference room. The drug chaser hesitated for a moment, stood up, and said:
"I hope you can calm down."
After the three people left the conference room and closed the frosted glass door, Minister Poppy waved his hand, and crisp vines grew on the wall, covering the camera.
He stared at Zhang Yuanqing and said calmly:
"Do you think that as a senior deacon, you can act unscrupulously in Bagui Province with the help of Songhai Branch? After all, Songhai Branch is a provincial branch, and as a senior deacon, your status is second only to Elder, we need permission from the headquarters or Songhai branch to arrest you.
"Isn't it?" Zhang Yuanqing said with a smile, but his eyes were extremely cold.
Minister Poppy also smiled and talked about a past event: "Back then, the Lord of the Atrium narrowly defeated his ancestors, incorporated the Qinghe tribe into the Five Elements Alliance, and established the Qinghe branch in Shiwanda Mountain. He claimed to the outside world that it was subjugation, but in fact it was autonomy.
"As long as the Qinghe clan ensures that the order of the Bagui Province does not collapse and is not corrupted by psychic energy, the Qinghe branch will enjoy the highest authority. Therefore, the major branches in the Bagui Province can only obey, so we never take care of things. , so the actions of the Psionics Association are limited to buying and selling white goods, taking advantage of others and kidnapping some people, and do not dare to erode the political and business circles."
"You want to use the Qinghe Department to suppress me?" Zhang Yuanqing's eyes gradually turned cold. This was indeed the first time he had heard of these things. From this point of view, the Qinghe Department's boss understands.
"No, I just want to tell you that you have a misunderstanding about the Qinghe branch, a big misunderstanding." Elder Poppy looked directly at him coldly, "The Qinghe branch is not under the jurisdiction of the headquarters. We have demigods." The ten old guys at the headquarters can't control us, and we never need their approval to do things. As long as there are no problems with the general principles, the Qinghe branch will be the local emperor of Bagui Province. "
"Then?'" Does the Emperor need to apply to the headquarters to arrest an unruly senior deacon? Of course not! ” Minister Poppy took out a handful of black seeds and tossed them lightly.
After the seeds fell to the ground, they grew wildly and turned into twisted vines, covering the walls, floors, floor-to-ceiling windows and frosted glass doors, sealing the conference room.
After doing all this, Minister Poppy grabbed a black gem and put it on.
In an instant, his hair was surrounded by water elements and floated like water plants. ….
"I knew you were a fire master, so I made complete preparations." Minister Poppy said with a cold tone, "I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. "
"Do you really think that the Qinghe tribe is the master of the world? Everyone has to give in to you?" Zhang Yuanqing's tone was equally cold: "The headquarters is giving in to you because it has to take into account the overall situation. I happen to be a person who doesn't like to take into account the overall situation." "
Outside the conference room.
All the sounds inside the conference room disappeared. Large shadows blocked the light from the glass wall, and slender whiskers stretched out from the gaps in the glass door.
The leaders of the Qinghe branch took action.
"Oh, why bother? Why bother with the Qinghe clan? Even the elders from other places have to be courteous to the Qinghe clan." A god raised his head and shook his head and sighed.
He tried his best, but it's a pity that the fire master from Songhai didn't know what's interesting. Well, it's weird for a fire master to know what's interesting, so he can only suffer.
In Songhai, if the elders want to deal with him, they may have to send an email to the headquarters to get approval.
The Qinghe tribe doesn't need it. As long as the Qinghe tribe doesn't rebel, the headquarters won't do anything to them.
In fact, even if the Qinghe tribe rebels, it is not something that the ten elders at the headquarters can handle. Although the ancestor of the Qinghe tribe is not a demigod, he has refined the entire Hundred Thousand Mountains, and he can compete with the demigods in that territory. .
Well-deserved mountain god!
Luo Sifen also shook his head, "Ask for mercy and you will be rewarded." "
The employees in the office area looked extremely ugly. In their hearts, they didn't want to see the deacon of Sanqing Daozu being humiliatingly arrested by the Qinghe Department and forced to hand over the stolen money.
This deacon is the only saint who is willing to go to war in recent years. In just a few days, he has done more for Nanming City than most of the Qinghe tribe.
Some people.
Compared with the hands-off shopkeepers like Qinghe tribe, such people are more worthy of support and respect.
Only the drug chaser looked calm.
Time passed by, and there was no sound in the conference room. Occasionally, the black shadow on the glass wall would shake violently, like an ivy encountering a strong wind.
Five minutes later, the black shadow on the glass wall stopped moving.
Finally, the frosted glass door of the conference room opened, and the plain-looking deacon of Sanqing Daozu came out. His clothes were intact, except for being a little damp.
Behind him was a messy conference room.
The tables and chairs were turned into childish powder, the ground was covered with broken vines and water over the feet, and the air was filled with a burnt smell.
Minister Poppy, who came from the Qinghe tribe, was lying on the ground in a large shape, staring straight at the ceiling with wide eyes. His cold and proud expression was no longer replaced by a look of stupidity.
Pairs of eyes focused on Zhang Yuanqing, and the faces were dull and shocked.
The leader of the Qinghe branch was obviously well prepared, but he still lost to the Sanqing Taoist Deacon... How strong is he?
At this time, the employees at the Nanming branch realized that they had no idea how terrifying this deacon really was.
What they know may only be an insignificant part of themselves.
The drug chaser was surprisingly calm about this, as if he had expected it.
That sentence "I hope you can calm down" was not said to the Sanqing Daozu, but to the poppy minister of the Qinghe tribe.
With his head raised, the god rushed into the office in panic, leaned over to check, his face was ashen, and he said:….
"You, what did you do to him?! You destroyed the spiritual intelligence of a senior saint of the Qinghe tribe? The headquarters of the Qinghe tribe will hunt you down, but they can't protect you!"
"It's just a matter of letting him suffer mentally for a few days." Zhang Yuanqing said, "Go back and tell the people of the Qinghe tribe when you will get their salary cards released, and when you will come to me to resolve the mental imprint." "
Then, he looked at everyone again and showed the fire master's unique heroic smile, "Each person will be divided into another 100,000. Don't deposit it in the bank this time, keep it in cash. "
Everyone looked at him blankly. For a moment, they wanted to use the money to leave Nanming City and go to Songhai to join the deacon.
A god looked up and took a deep look at Zhang Yuanqing, then carried Elder Poppy on his back and left the office area.
"You'd better find another place to live, don't stay in the Public Security Bureau, the Qinghe tribe won't take this breath." Luosifeng warned in a low voice.
"I haven't paid much attention to the Qinghe tribe, including their ancestors." Zhang Yuanqing imitated Xiahou Aotian and raised his chin.
How domineering! All the employees were impressed.
As expected, he was a fire master, conceited and arrogant... Luosifen shook his head and left after his companions.
"Everyone do your work. I will ask my subordinates to send the money over later." Zhang Yuanqing bowed his head to everyone and strode away.
He quickly ran to the corridor, snapped his fingers when there was no one around, and Xingdun left.
In the staff dormitory, Zhang Yuanqing appeared from the dreamy starlight. Without saying a word, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Fu Qingyang's number:
"Boss, I have offended the Qinghe Department, come and help me! Fu Qingyang's cold voice came from the loudspeaker:
"Go to your adoptive father, I can't help you."
"Boss, what are you talking about? My adoptive father is just being polite, but I am the boss for life."
"Speak in three minutes."
Zhang Yuanqing explained the whole story, and his last words were simply: The old man is showing off like crazy!
Not to mention the ancestors of the Qinghe tribe, just a few random masters can make him kneel down and sing conquest. With the action of capturing Pluto imminent, he really can't offend the Qinghe tribe.
Fu Qingyang listened silently and said, "Go find your cousin." Zhang Yuanqing was stunned at first, and then realized, what does the boss mean, is to use my supremely beautiful cousin who is astonishingly beautiful to suppress the Qinghe branch?
"She's not with me, so there's no need to lick her like this." Fu Qingyang said, "I can't hold her down anyway, or you can escape." "
"I understand, um, what does cousin like?"
"I like sweets and comics."
"Boss, don't tease me."
"I still have something to do." Seeing that it was not a big deal, Fu Qingyang gave up the idea of arguing with him and hung up the phone decisively.
Zhang Yuanqing frowned, with a sad look on his face. Although the marshal said he would protect him, who knows if it was just a show of force. For such a big shot, you can't ask her to fulfill her promise.
He likes sweets and comics, and the boss is becoming more and more joking. Where is Mr. Qian's cold temperament? Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart, opened the chat group, and clicked on the avatar of the beautiful white-haired girl. .
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