At the same time, in a public telephone booth outside the factory, the Scarface boss was making a phone call.

"Xiaojun, what's the matter?"

"Boss, we have received a notice from there in the factory!"

Scarface took a deep breath of cigarette, then threw it on the ground and crushed it, shouting in a low voice: "Sound it lightly! Tell me quickly."

"The note asked me to meet in the pump room opposite the factory No. 17 tomorrow."

"Okay! Go by yourself. I will tell Mingzi what he is doing and ask him to do it quickly."

"Okay."

As the day of visiting the foreign guest team is approaching, the ghosts and monsters hidden in the factory are also ready to move.

In the small conference room of the factory office, Liu Ming finally saw Zhou Zhengqiang, who was named the male god of the design institute by a benevolent person. Liu Ming looked at Zhou Zhengqiang, who was pointed at by the little girl in the factory office not far away, and said in his heart: What a male god, isn’t it just a little taller than me, with longer hair and whiter skin, and can’t laugh, that’s like a little paper man burning to the grave.

At the mobilization meeting for foreign guests, Liu Sheng, director of the factory office, said seriously: "Comrades, from now on, you will accept a real challenge since entering the factory. You will assist the comrades of the import and export company and sales company as accompanying personnel to participate in the company's first overseas merger and acquisition project!" Next, these dozen people were divided into two groups and accompanied the foreign guests in the factory in shifts.

Because Zhou Zhengqiang understood technology and was energetic, he was specially arranged to be the leader of the guest service team this time. Liu Ming was arranged in another group. The next time, he was a director of the reception office and began to tutor everyone for the reception etiquette courses.

After the meeting, "Xiao Liu! Stay for a while." Liu Ming was stopped by Zhou Zhengqiang before he even walked out of the conference room.

"What's the matter, Brother Zhou?" Liu Ming asked with a smile.

Seeing that the others were almost gone, Zhou Zhengqiang said: "Xiao Liu, there are only two of us who came from the entire reception team. In terms of technology, our burden is very heavy!"

Liu Ming looked at the Senior Brother Zhou in front of him in a daze, thinking, this guy can't have traveled through time, right? Why did he speak like a person in his sixties?

"Brother Zhou, wasn't the old experts in the hospital arranged by President Liang to do the matter that the drawings confirmed?"

"I suggest that the two of us take turns to accompany the host Guest Mr. Pete Ed, so that we will not miss the technical content that appears in the meeting. We will summarize it together every night." Zhou Zhengqiang said very seriously.

"No problem." Liu Ming nodded in agreement.

"Ha, the weather is getting colder. Huh?" On the way back to the design institute, Liu Ming put his hands back in his pocket to keep warm, but found that there was something more in his pocket.

Liu Ming took it out and saw a note with the words "3 pm, opposite the pump room in the factory No. 17" printed on it.

Liu Ming was shocked. He had been wearing work clothes along the way from the yard to the factory office, but the note could be put into his pocket without anyone knowing it. He did not notice it at all. This skill has reached a certain level.

Liu Ming thought hard that when he had physical contact with people, when he went downstairs in the yard, when he encountered a convoy of raw material transportation to give way on the road, or even when he was carrying up the stairs at the factory, it was possible, but he couldn't remember anything he said.

This time, Liu Ming was finally sure that the note that Shuita 2-55 was written for himself last time. He was very clear that the other party only recognized the "application form" and did not recognize others.

"What do you care about him? You will know when you go there at 3 pm. I want to see what he is doing?" Liu Ming thought to himself.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Liu Ming found an excuse to come out of the yard and walked towards the pump room according to the route he had already asked.

After turning around the factory, the pump room was built not far away. This is a brick and tile house specially built to protect the factory water supply equipment from the wind and rain. Usually, the water supply equipment is automatically operated and the house is locked. Only the maintenance worker can go in and inspect it once a week.

The pump room is very small, only a few dozen square meters. After removing the equipment installed inside, there is a place for stand foot maintenance.

Liu Ming lay outside the door and listened carefully, and found that there were already people inside at this time, and more than one.

Liu Ming knocked on the door gently, and the door opened. The eyes of the few people inside were all on him, but no one spoke. The scene was very awkward.

"Are you notified here too?" Liu Ming asked ambiguously.

He felt that the other people, after hearing his question, their expressions relaxed a little. Liu Ming also followed suit and stood in the corner, without saying much, and just glanced at everyone there, guessing who was the one who informed him, and then another one came in.

Liu Ming looked at his watch and it was already three o'clock. At this time, there were eight people standing in the room. Through observation, he found that these people did not know each other. From the appearance, they were all the same kind of person who was not good-looking and could not tell who was the one who was thrown into the crowd.

"This kind of people are all materials for thieves!" Liu Ming, who had preconceived ideas, observed the hands of these people, and they were really slender and white.

At this moment, someone's cell phone rang.

After hearing a few words, the man signaled everyone to come and listen, and then opened the phone. Liu Ming then realized that it was not the organization leader present, and the real leader was still hiding in the dark to cast orders.

A slightly hoarse voice came, "Everyone, the mission time is determined on Wednesday. No matter which group wins the target, each group will get 200,000 soft sister coins, and the group that wins will get an additional 800,000."

"Good guy, I offer a big reward of 1 million!" Liu Ming sighed inwardly, and at the same time he found that the other party was changing his original voice in a special way.

“Are you there on No. 8?”

"Yeah? Me?" Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him again, Liu Ming asked in confusion.

"Yes, you're Number 8, remember!"

Liu Ming replied: "Okay, remember."

“Your name is on the design institute’s recommendation list.”

"Yes." Liu Ming replied.

"Very good. I now authorize you to become the team leader of the other seven people. They will follow your command on Wednesday and win the target."

"Uh, sorry, I didn't come last time. What exactly are you talking about?"

"..." The other party was silent for a moment before saying: "MFG's technical drawings."

Even though Liu Ming was mentally prepared, when he really heard the other party’s goal, he still felt huge waves in his heart.

Sure enough, someone wants to do MFG! No wonder he hasn't sold it for several years.

"The mobile phone is held by No. 8, and other people will notify you and have a meeting." After saying that, the phone was hung up.

On the way back, Liu Ming played with this Nokia 8210 mobile phone and had a blurry outline of the organization. He knew in advance that Shengjing Factory was going to acquire MFG, so he tried to take advantage of the situation, venting a group of thieves, and arranged to go to the factory to steal drawings at any time. When he learned that he had entered the foreign guest service team and became the person closest to the drawings, he bet on him. If the thief who was replaced by him had this opportunity, he might be able to succeed. However, since he was hit by him, he would be unlucky.
Chapter completed!