"Look..." Old Liu clicked on the picture of Wu Qingchen painting the beach and pointed to the lines above to propose: "Mr. Wu Qingchen has obviously begun to master the basic principles of game and politics. It will not take long to figure out the relationship between himself and the earth. Continue to forcibly suppress Mr. Wu's power, which is equivalent to stuffing a time bomb into the pressure cooker!"

"What's more,..." At this time, as he had always listened to the conversation between the two in silence, another middle-aged colleague in the front row turned around and sighed, "The clues of the supernatural phenomenon have been confirmed, but whether it is the earth or the medieval world, there is no certain solution to the response. This is the most important matter at present. No matter what, Mr. Wu Qingchen must have some dominance."

"The dominance... Alas, in fact, whether Director Huang or Director Jiang, it's not good to say both methods..." Old Liu shook his head: "Director Huang's route is to put it bluntly, chronic suicide... Director Jiang's route is nothing more than drinking poison to quench thirst."

"There's no way..." The middle-aged colleague looked bitter: "Sometimes, even if he knew it was poison, he had to drink it."

"Is it that serious?" Xiao Zhao was half panicked and half dissatisfied.

"It's even more serious than you think... If you look at it from a natural person's perspective, Wu Qingchen is indeed nothing great. Two security guards and a bowl of white wine can be done, but if you look at it from the perspective of a legal representative..." Xiao Zhao looked at it with concentration, and the middle-aged colleague in the front row slowly touched his stomach: "Remember this? All human lives are under Wu Qingchen's control. If this ability is controlled by a certain country, at least one seat will be added to the ordinary member of the United Nations."

"More than an ordinary seat of the United Nations Council." Old Liu also touched his stomach: "What clean nuclear weapons can compare to this? Wu Qingchen has this trick. When he becomes a political entity in the future, the ranking of the Interim Committee for the Astronomy Events will definitely be in the top ten."

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While the coordination office was thinking about the policies in the bus, they connected to the training group simulation base. On the road of heavy guard, Jiang Fengming and his team's convoy had already galloped all the way and drove more than ten kilometers.

In the third business car in the convoy, the head seat behind the driver's seat looked at the scenery passing by quickly outside the window, Jiang Fengming frowned.

"Director..." Assistant Zhou turned around and asked softly: "Where are we going now? Which departments need to be notified?"

"Where to go..." After continuing to be tracing for a few seconds, Jiang Fengming slowly turned around: "First contact the contact person of the Customs and Foreign Affairs Office and ask them to go to c31."

"Okay." Assistant Zhou quickly drew a few shorthand symbols.

"Also..." Jiang Fengming continued: "Notify the logistics team-key items team-Wu Qingchen's special office-Materials Department, well, and the personnel department..."

Jiang Fengming read these two difficult-to-mouthed units very smoothly: "Please review the materials and personnel at the end, and give a reliable list before 10 o'clock in the morning."

"Okay, Director Jiang." Assistant Zhou continued to write a shorthand.

"Yeah..." Jiang Fengming lowered his head.

Jiang Fengming held a thick document in his hand and flipped it around. There were densely packed with fragrant cars and mansions, medals and brands, rare birds and beasts, luxury goods, money printing machines, beauties, handsome men, strong men, etc.

After a long time, Jiang Fengming closed the document, looked out the window again, sighed, and murmured: "Status, treatment, power, responsibility... It's time to pay Mr. Wu Qingchen this first salary."

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Middle Ages.

The earth is full of troubles, and time passes slowly.

Wu Qingchen and his party were only a little bit away from Fishgard Parish.

Mr. Wu Qingchen, there is only a little time left before the first implementation of the relevant strategy plan.
Chapter completed!