Earth.

May 17, 2012, at 7:43 am.

Special underground base.

On the bed that was ten times more ironed than the rush, Wu Qingchen opened his eyes.

"Long time no see, Wu Qingchen/Hiss Los..." A fixed greeting came from the door: "What do you want to eat in the morning?"

"What to eat..." Wu Qingchen got up, his expression was dull, and his mood was so refreshed: "Oh... eat whatever you want..."

"I'm in a bad mood?" Ji Mingming asked.

Not just a bad mood?

7 billion humans watched the little boy give his bare butt to him, embarrassingly covering the world...

Wu Qingchen had a bitter expression and was in a depressed mood.

"You can check this out when you are in a bad mood..." As he said that, Ji Mingming placed a portable display screen beside Wu Qingchen, turned around and walked towards the door: "I'll go and greet me outside."

Wu Qingchen picked up the display screen casually and felt sick when he just looked at it.

Grass! It's true!

On the display screen, two little boys, one touched their chin in confusion, and the other stood on tiptoe to add beeswax.

What do you mean? Which pot doesn’t open and which pot is picked up?

No, Ji Mingming wouldn't have done this, otherwise it would be impossible for him to miss the picture of his bare butt.

Then...what does this mean?

Wu Qingchen couldn't help but look at the discussion area that was constantly refreshing:

"When I saw Mr. Wu's salary note, I guessed that I would definitely encounter such a thing in the future... but I didn't expect it to be so soon!"

"The companies in Japan, Thailand, and Germany must have a very common language with the parish."

"Sure enough! No matter how different regions, countries, or even planets, the interest classes have always been this shameless face that has been passed down from generation to generation."

"Thank you for any means, Mr. Wu Qingchen has worked hard."

"Earth weekly salary payroll, beeswax added in the middle of the night in the middle ages, horizontal banner: beautiful girl child."

“…”

While brushing his teeth and watching quickly, the depression on Wu Qingchen's face gradually turned into surprise.

In the comment area, the public generally believed that whether the Sheryl fat cow eats tender grass or the little boy timidly presents his butt, for the ruling class - whether the earth or the medieval world -, they are just common appetizers, and are still far from true shamelessness and absurdity. Most people think that Wu Qingchen's experience is completely unpredictable, and should not be ridiculed, and there is no need to sympathize with, because they are just a few poisonous weeds they encounter on the road to power.

This is a very correct understanding! At least, this is a very beneficial understanding for himself! Wu Qingchen was happy and also had a slight doubt: Such a correct and rational understanding, it is okay to say that one or two occasionally appear on the Internet, but now it is overwhelming and unified thinking... It should be that the relevant departments have done something, right?

For example...the salary slips that appear many times in the comments...

"Officer Ji..."

When he thought of this, Wu Qingchen had already finished washing and walked out of the bedroom. Wu Qingchen asked, "What do you mean by the payroll in the hot topic you showed me?"

"Payroll..." A very familiar voice from Wu Qingchen came over: "Of course it refers to your reward, Mr. Wu."

"Ah! Director Jiang..." He turned his head slightly and saw the person coming. Wu Qingchen hurriedly took two steps forward and held Jiang Fengming's outstretched palm: "Long time no see... have you recovered, right?"

"It's pretty good, thank you for your concern." Jiang Fengming replied with a smile.

Wu Qingchen looked carefully. Jiang Fengming was steady, with a rosy complexion and a strong voice. He had a look of fatigue a few days ago and returned to his calm and capable appearance when he first saw him.

"Mr. Wu, this is your payroll..."

Taking advantage of the steaming breakfast of the staff, after shaking hands, Jiang Fengming signaled the accompanying staff to push a mobile display: "It's a bit long, please look slowly."

Hundreds of countries have paid special allowances of five to seven digits based on UN membership fees!

Medals, medals, honorary titles, honorary positions, and even actual positions from dozens of countries!

Laurel, scepter, huge commemorative coins with Wu Qingchen’s avatar as the base, gold sculptures of Wu Qingchen’s body, pocket version of the Federal Reserve’s money printing machine!

Sports cars, yachts, private jets...

Countless top luxury goods...

"this……"

Although he was mentally prepared and knew that the earth could never be stingy with him, ten minutes passed, and the catalog and introduction had not yet turned 1/3. Wu Qingchen was a little surprised: "...it was all for me?"

"Of course." Jiang Fengming nodded.

"Tsk tsk, compared to this kind of work..." Wu Qingchen smacked his lips: "The 'gifts' of the two castles in the Middle Ages can only be considered a pediatric... Isn't this accustomed to it?"

"No." Jiang Fengming shook his head, reached out and clicked the virtual button "bookmark" on the display screen: "Luxury is nothing... It's really no wonder that you are used to the following."

The world's top brand, with a beautiful designer!

A world-famous horse with a gift from a beautiful jockey!

Strange flowers and plants, accompanied by beautiful gardeners!

"Uh..." Wu Qingchen's eyes widened: "The gifts are so rich, buy one and get a hundred free?"

Please continue to watch... Jiang Fengming showed his eyes.

...

Lubricant company, with a gift from German strong man... strong, strong man?

Cos props, accompanied by a Japanese beauty... Gender: Male?

I'll take it! So that's it!

With these companies that should kill thousands of swords, no wonder the people on earth no longer make a fuss about the "little boys' hospitality" in the medieval world.

"Normalize these bastards..." Wu Qingchen couldn't laugh and cry: " Should I thank you, or should I vomit blood?"

"Of course I should be grateful." Jiang Fengming replied with a smile: "You don't think the committee can't keep a payroll confidential, do you?"

"Uh?" Wu Qingchen reacted quickly: "Are you saying these companies doing it on purpose?"

"It is difficult to easily judge whether the company is intentional or not." Jiang Fengming shook his head: "However, the country where these companies were reviewed by the initial review and the committee decision-making center that decided to publish some payrolls must have some expectations for the current demand."

"Uh..." Wu Qingchen was very surprised: "If I read it correctly, the date on this salary note was three days ago, right?"

"You read that right." Jiang Fengming nodded.

"Three days ago...the earth three days ago..." Wu Qingchen thought silently.

"To be precise, it was Earth 61 hours ago..." Jiang Fengming corrected and directly said what Wu Qingchen thought: "At that time, the effect of honeycombs on buckwheat was discovered by the indigenous people. It was still 15 days before you were appointed as a priest. According to the speculation on the style of the ruling class in the medieval world, your payroll has already been selected to publish a part of it."

"It turns out that I was washing the floor in advance..." Wu Qingchen sighed a little.

"Public opinion orientation is only accompanied by an effect..." Jiang Fengming shook his head again: "The main purpose of the announcement is the last round of security review."

"The last round of security review? What does it mean?"

"It means..." pointing to the chopsticks in Wu Qingchen's hand, Jiang Fengming smiled and said, "After eating this bun, you can get your first salary."

———————

It can be noticed by the temporary committee and transformed into an Akerri simulated village. The area where the training base is located is obviously a rare place with beautiful mountains and rivers in the suburbs of the capital.

Such valuable resources are obviously impossible to be spared by real estate developers. As early as four or five years ago, this area was swallowed up by a brand in a first-tier area. The brand covered most of its land and waited for appreciation, and only opened a few villas and small-scale villas to fool the planning bureau.

After the astronomical event, whether it is the land or villa, it belongs to Wu Qingchen...here, it belongs to the training group.

After breakfast, about ten minutes, Wu Qingchen's convoy drove to the villa called "Jiangshan Yipin".

According to Jiang Fengming, "Jiangshan Yipin" is the property with the most complete facilities, the highest grade and the widest area among all villas in the area.

At the same time, "Jiangshan Yipin" is also the villa property closest to Aikeli Simulation Village - only a five-minute drive from the simulation base parking lot - it is obvious that this is a palace prepared for Wu Qingchen when the Aikeli Simulation Village was still planning.

"Since it's all mine..." Wu Qingchen asked for the last time before the convoy entered the door: "Then let me deal with it?"

"Of course." Jiang Fengming nodded without hesitation.

"Okay." Wu Qingchen took out his cell phone.

Two minutes later.

"Wu Qingchen's Weibo is online!"

Wu Qingchen, whose followers have long exceeded ten figures, has just been launched on Weibo, and all software immediately sent reminder pop-ups.

In this villa area with eight villas in total, each villa has an independent pool, home theater, expo room, archery field, thug apartment and other functional rooms... and shares comprehensive supporting facilities such as racing tracks, horse racing tracks, golf courses, zoos, etc., in the next hour, the earth's wealth show-off world ushered in a special day.

Wu Qingchen posted the first post on Weibo, with a reminder and confirmation interface for recharge of 100 million phone bills and a reminder and reminder interface for balances of 3 billion.

"100 million phone bills! 3 billion balance!"

"One one and three out!"

"Where did the three come from?"

"Without super permission, can you recharge more than 100,000 yuan at one time?"

Wu Qingchen posted the second time on Weibo, taking a photo with his pure gold sculptures on the lawn.
To be continued...