A dinner party is like a dinner party proposed by the boss in the company. You are obviously bored, but you have to bite the bullet and attend to apologize.
Of course, this kind of situation usually only happens to middle-aged men who are burdened with car and house loans, and a day of doing nothing is equivalent to a debt of 1,000 yuan. But if you are a new-age young person who does not have these pressures and whose only depression is that Huakoubei owes fifty yuan, your choices will begin to increase.
You can call your boss directly and ask him if he needs you to accompany him to his mother's funeral. You can also perform the stunt of "the leader picks up the food and I turn the table, the leader raises the glass and I speak" at the dinner table. Of course, you can even do it at the dinner party. Sing "Happy Birthday" to the boss in public and wish him good luck every year.
So the question is, is Zhou Li a middle-aged person with a mortgage loan who is full of life pressure, or is he a young man with no illness and a light body?
He is neither.
He is a violent person who wants to attend dinner parties, put a food bowl on his boss's head and sing happy birthday.
"Mr. Zhou Li, this time we invite three more distinguished guests from the Twelve Quarters. They are Business, Elements and Emotions."
Knowing that Zhou Li's possible relationship with Twelve Moments might be a little misunderstood, and there might be a little friction between them, so at the door of the banquet hall, Prince Evan specifically said to Zhou Li: "These three representatives are all from Twelve Moments. Moderates are more friendly and you will get along well.”
"It just depends on the situation."
Faced with Prince Evan's words, Zhou Li said tactfully: "You also know that since ancient times, brave men have been cattle and horse nobles in front of the twelve moments. They always think that it is natural for the brave to work hard for them. I am a person I have some knowledge of labor law. If they don’t know much about the law, I have to use labor to teach them about the law.”
Oh, I knew it.
Although Zhou Li's thoughts coincided with Tariq's in many aspects, it was Zhou Li's attitude towards Twelve Hours that gave the royal family some headaches. But Evan was not too worried. He was just mentally prepared and then led everyone into the banquet hall.
This dinner was more private and belonged to the royal family. Therefore, apart from Zhou Li and others, there were only three representatives from the Twelve Quarters, as well as several ministers and deputy ministers from the Ministry of Finance, Ministry of Justice and the Ministry of Military Affairs.
After Zhou Li and his party entered this low-key and luxurious hall, everyone immediately focused their attention on these few people. After all, the leader's reputation is so well-known that no one knows about it. And several representatives of the Twelve Quarters were even breaking out in cold sweat. Those who had inside information knew that this brave man was the god of death with the law of cause and effect, and even the god of death was willing to be defeated.
After all, the God of Death kills people, but Zhou Li is different, he kills gods.
After walking through the twilight forest, the goddess of life was driven crazy. When Mu Qi walked away, the God of Death was killed by him. Damn it, he was even more awesome when he went to Yingnan. Not only did he kill a literary god, he even dragged out an ancient god who was still hiding and killed him. It was simply outrageous.
Looking at the life of this brave man, if he is described as treasonous, it is to protect him. For Twelve Hours, this is not the so-called rebellion or usurpation of the throne. This is pure exterminationism to the extreme. He does not oppose the divine right at all, he directly kills the divine right.
But for some reason, for such a sad and crazy anti-theocrat, the reactions of the gods were surprisingly unanimous. After the crazy God of Life failed to assassinate him, the other gods seemed to have hung up and turned a deaf ear to what Zhou Li did after that. Even the God of Death was killed, the God of Literature died, and the God of Twelve Hours showed no reaction at all. It was so quiet that it was scary.
Hongluan Church had contacted his god before and asked how to treat Zhou Li, but the answer he received was "ignore". The other gods were also ambiguous about Zhou Li's attitude, neither supporting nor opposing. This strange attitude gave Twelve moments a headache. In the end, they simply turned out of sight and ignored the brave man.
But this time it was no longer possible to avoid contact. This kid came to steal the house.
The representative from the Commercial Church is named Mr. Yin. He prefers gold coins, so the bold color of gold has become his main color. His golden robes were engraved with dark lines, and the embroidered money bag at his waist was filled with jingling gold coins. Under the warm light, the man's short yellow hair was covered with a faint soft light, and his ordinary but noble facial features also appeared very soft.
He looked at the two companions beside him, nodded, and faced Zhou Li.
Mr. Yin stretched out his meticulously repaired right hand and said to Zhou Li in a friendly manner: "Hello, Mr. Zhou Li, I am Mr. Yin, the first pope of the Commercial Church. Nice to meet you."
"Oh, really? How happy you are?"
Zhou Li raised his eyebrows, shook hands, and then asked calmly: "I'm even happier than when you deliberately raised the price of stone in Yingnan and earned 119,732 gold coins and 32 copper coins. ?"
Are you so small-minded? Do you even need to remember the copper coins?
Suppressing the desire to complain in his heart, knowing that the man in front of him not only had the courage to punch him with three punches, but also had the confidence to kill himself with three punches, Mr. Yin, who has always been "money-oriented", pushed up his single-frame glasses and smiled. Then he said to Zhou Li: "Our commercial union abides by the laws of the local country and is a legitimate business behavior. I am deeply sorry if it brings you no changes. Please rest assured that I will urge the commercial churches in Yingnan to let them Normal activities are suspended so as not to interfere with your career."
This paragraph is very well said. On the surface, it is a sign of submission from the Business Church, but Mr. Yin also used "normal activities" and "career" to secretly tell Zhou Li that he was doing everything in accordance with the rules and the instructions of the God of Commerce. . According to his opinion, Zhou Li is also a very particular person after all, and after hearing his words, he will not get entangled too much and lose his identity.
Obviously, he overestimated Zhou Li and underestimated Zhou Li.
Overestimation means overestimating Zhou Li's bottom line, while underestimation means underestimating Zhou Li's face.
"That would be great."
If it were someone else, he might have borrowed the donkey from the slope after saying this and skipped the matter. But Zhou Li was different. After he finished saying this, he suddenly held Mr. Yin's hand tightly with both hands and confided in tears:
"It must be you, Mr. Shang, who loves the people like his own children! Don't worry, I will definitely send someone to go to Yingnan with you to rectify the unethical business practices!"
?
It was obvious that Mr. Yin did not follow Zhou Li's train of thought. Before he could ask, Zhou Li grabbed his hand, as if he had seen Bao Zheng alive, and wanted to vent all his grievances.
"You don't know that those businessmen from Yingnan are like a swarm of locusts. They regard us as stinky foreigners who go to Yingnan to beg for food. Even your brother union Literary Church looks down upon us. Jordan has just experienced a A war is the time when everything is broken. You don't know how miserable the streets of Jordan are!"
After saying this, Zhou Li seemed to see a miserable world emerging before his eyes. He took a deep breath, and then a compassionate expression appeared on his face: "That Jordan is full of corpses, bricks and tiles, and the people are in panic. It’s such a miserable place because it’s thousands of miles away from people and has no source of life. There are also a group of dog traders who have sons without sex to make things more expensive, and there are rare things to live in.”
Having said this, Zhou Li wiped the corners of his eyes and said kindly to the confused Mr. Yin: "Don't worry, I didn't tell you. Your church must be a good person and cannot do such a shady thing."
"But I'm normal..."
Without waiting for Mr. Yin's pale retort, Zhou Li continued: "Mr. Yin, you also know that the law is the bottom line of morality, but we cannot always perform hip-hop on the bottom line of morality. You must know that you are the face of God, If gods don’t care about the world anymore, then who will still believe in religion? How can gods simply abide by the law? Shouldn’t we, children of gods, build a moral bottom line?!"
hiss
Looking at Zhou Li in front of him, Mr. Yin took a deep breath. In all conscience, he has never seen such a shameless person. As the first pope of the Merchant Church, Zhou Li's case of using repurchasing and information disparity to lose all the money stolen by the Magnum nobles was a classic for his education. Now, this criminal who has violated almost all economic laws except book covers, actually requires himself to establish a moral bottom line?
Beasts, pure beasts.
At this time, Mr. Yin was already vaguely regretting that this time he was the only one who volunteered. Yesterday, after hearing that Zhou Li was coming to Tariq, the Life Church immediately locked the door and didn't even dare to light the lights, for fear of attracting some disaster star. Other churches were also helpless against Zhou Li and did not want to have contact with this broom star.
Only I, Xunxiang, could talk to Zhou Li, a business wizard, about his business insights before volunteering to become a representative. Now Mr. Yin discovered that Zhou Li was not a business wizard at all, he was a business mad warrior.
Using the most despicable means and playing the most upright card.
"this…"
Faced with Zhou Li's rhetoric, Mr. Yin was at a loss for words. He glanced at Evan who was standing aside, and then said helplessly: "You are saying that we should really help Jordan rebuild."
"Look, you are still aware."
Zhou Li patted Mr. Yin on the shoulder happily and said with emotion: "You don't know, that god of death back then was stubborn, reactionary, and an outright enemy of the people. This kid has a special mouth. So tough, even when death was imminent, he still bargained with me, even the money for Muqi's reconstruction was needed. What do you think happened to this kid in the end?"
As soon as he clapped his hands, Zhou Li let out a hey, stroking his palms and smiling: "He died suddenly on the spot and was struck by lightning. Do you think it was a coincidence or not? Do you think this is retribution?"
Mr. Yin forced a smile. If he hadn't watched the entire live broadcast and witnessed Zhou Li, Mr. Muqi and the Kallis clan beating the God of Death into a sieve, he would have believed Zhou Li's lies.
"So, you say, we can't be the enemy of the people? We can't withhold the stones to rebuild Jordan, we can't take the opportunity to drive up prices around Jordan, and we can't ask the British and Southern governments to build trade barriers against the United Chamber of Commerce, what do you think?"
Facing Zhou Li, who almost had the word "threat" written on his face, Mr. Yin calmed down and thought for a moment. As the core of the Commercial Church, he knew that he could not tolerate it again and again, as this would only allow this shameless man to ride on the head of the Commercial Church. You must resist and fight for status.
Thinking of this, Mr. Yin looked at Zhou Li and said calmly:
"Okay, I'll try my best."
Forget it, the church has a lot of money anyway, so it’s best if it doesn’t have anything to do with this god of plague. It’s just a waste of money to eliminate the disaster.
"I will send people to help you spread the gospel to the Jordanian people. This is what I should do."
Zhou Li nodded with satisfaction. Originally, when he came to Tariq this time, he planned to talk to the Commercial Church about Jordan. I didn't expect that Mr. Yin would deliver it to my door. It was an unexpected surprise.
After dealing with Mr. Yin, Zhou Li turned his attention to the representatives of the other two churches.
well? They are all acquaintances.
When he saw the two girls of similar age, Zhou Li was startled. The girl on the left wearing a gorgeous three-color dress, with dazzling blond hair under a solid-color hairband, and a pair of eyes that seem to be engraved with a ring of elements, is none other than the Cardinal of the Church of Elements, Bai Qin. The woman next to her wearing a light red robe with a delicate and gentle appearance is the leader of the Church of Emotions - Anya.
The reason why they are acquaintances is because these two girls participated in the battle to defend Mosk in their previous lives. As the strongest combatant among them, Bai Qin used her life to burn out the elemental ring in the initial raid, instantly pulling down Mosk's Great Formation and preventing the Demon King's army from decapitating them. In order to cover the retreating Zhou Li, Anya went to the front line of the battlefield to mobilize the emotions of all the dying people, spreading despair among the Demon King's army, greatly delaying Zhou Li's time.
Alas, it’s hard to deal with so many acquaintances.
The words on his lips were swallowed, and Zhou Li looked at the two people who were as panicked as deer, and he immediately understood that these two children who didn't know how to refuse were pushed out by the old immortals to deal with him. He stretched out his hand and said gently to the two of them:
"My name is Zhou Li, nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you too…"
The blonde girl Bai Qin is bolder and has a cheerful personality. After seeing Zhou Li's harmless smile, she took a step forward, stretched out her hand, and shook hands with Zhou Li, "My name is Baiqin, and I am the cardinal of the Church of Elements. If you have any elemental skills, If you have any questions, you can come to me at any time.”
After introducing herself, Bai Qin gently tugged on Anya's clothes. Of course Zhou Li could see this little move. He also knew that as the strongest person in the Church of Emotions, the "emotion manipulator" Anya was a quiet girl who was usually shy and easily shy. In her previous life, Anya Apart from her good sister Bai Qin, only Zhou Li and Eluma can talk to her and are her friends.
Therefore, Zhou Li didn't urge her in any way. He just looked at Anya quietly with gentle encouragement in his eyes. As if feeling Zhou Li's kindness, Anya slowly stretched out her hand and said softly:
"Hello, my name is Anya, and I am the patriarch of the Emotional Church."
No, why?
Mr. Yin on the side looked dumbfounded at the happy scene in front of him, with only one sentence in his mind.
This bastard is discriminating against me, right?
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
