Natural Disaster Strikes: From Joining the Rescue Team

Chapter 97, Base Tribunal
When the people in the news center left, Gu Sheng called Wu Ximo to come down: "Half of you, send them home now. Don't mention anyone in the bureau. This time, only the director and us have the benefits."

Wu Ximobai was very excited: "Gu Dui, you give things every day, who can resist this, don't want it, we will send it to your home."

Gu Sheng curled his lips: "I don't like it."

Who doesn't know that things are good, and it's good to add up a little. Gu Sheng is taking care of his subordinates.And he really didn't like Jiang Ping, who "sent" these things.

Wu Ximobai thought about the glass hut he built last night, the exquisite and beautiful tables and chairs, and the fresh snacks in the incubator. These things are really not in the eyes of Young Master Gu.

But people have a limit, so Wu Ximobai declined again. Gu Sheng accepted two boxes of each item and put them in the trunk as a temporary meal. The remaining half of Wu Ximobai's family were sent home immediately.

Wu Mo's family made another fortune, and what Young Master Gu didn't like was their wealth.

Red wine, vacuum-packed sauced beef and bread can all be stored for a certain period of time.

Even if the bread is dry, it actually tastes good.

Wu Xi's wife and Mo Bai's mother each cooked a pot of specialty dishes in the afternoon, and asked Wu Xi and Moxi to go home to pick them up and give them to Gu Sheng to eat.

A picture appeared on the screen. It was an empty room with several tables and chairs. Ye Lin had seen the video of the adjudication court in this city, so she felt that it was more like the adjudication court.

Yue Feng suddenly lowered his voice: "They can't see us, but they can hear us."

An obese man sitting on both sides blushed with anger, stood up and said, "I object."

Ye Lin thought that she had won a complete victory, so she suddenly remembered that fighting with the boss would not be conducive to unity, such as whether the dinner would no longer be delicious, and could she go out at night?
The rescue team's fists cannot be stretched out when hitting normal people. World Tree Company has complete training on how to deal with survivors.

After the three shared their meals, Mo Bai's happy wailing sounded again in the patrol car: "I'm getting fat again."

The gray-haired old man sitting in the middle said solemnly: "Colonel, we respect all your honors, but we must correct your dishonorable side. Now we will judge your behavior of throwing shoes and insulting others. There is a video of this ruling." , please sit for your image."

Raising its mechanical eyes and looking at a group of men and women sitting on the horizontal chairs in the middle, the robot said: "His Royal Highness Princess Helen of the Board of Directors, His Royal Highness Uncle Richard, and Mr. Arnold. After the shareholders bypass the board of directors and talk directly to the base chief, You did not set up the base tribunal without the consent of Mr. Base Chief. The tribunal you established is justified, but the first ruling was against Colonel Atov, a current hero. I strongly protest your establishment of the tribunal The motive is only to target the colonel, you want to be the scum of human beings, you have been kindly reminded by the head of the base, and you have been given a safe place, but you have carried out all actions against the rescue. I protest the opening of your ruling court."

Ye Lin rolled her eyes at him, well, the boss won't let her go.

The robot made an icy voice: "Mr. Andrew, the chief judge of the civil court, the colonel's rest is more important than anything else. The person who has contributed the most to the base is my master, Colonel Atov. Your objection should not take effect."

They sat down on the middle row of chairs and the chairs on both sides.

"Dangdang."

Ye Lin listened attentively.

Yue Feng knocked on the door with a calm voice: "Come out, it's time for psychological treatment."

"Today it's decided whether the colonel wants to fly, you and I listen in, don't think about it and don't talk." Yue Feng also had to come over and whisper to Ye Lin.

Ye Lin pointed the big doll at him, separating herself from him.

Ye Lin was elated, and let go of the old suspicion with the boss, and mouthed: "Thank you."

Ye Lin Yanran, this fits her image of a colonel.

Colonel Atov came into the room, looked at the men and women who were sitting on the opposite side and on both sides, and then looked at the only seat left. He walked over and sat down, put his feet on the table, and shook the soles of his shoes towards the others.

Glancing at Yue Feng, Yue Feng stared straight at the screen.

On the lunch table were roast goose, stewed goose, stewed potatoes and radish. Yue Feng looked natural, but he didn't say a word.

She is now thinking about waking up from a nap, but whether she should take another nap and simply spend the whole afternoon in bed, so that she won't ask for psychotherapy after she walks out of the bedroom door.

Can you hear this too?

Survivors are not all grateful, so this is an important lesson.

A group of people sat in the middle, and the one in the middle was an old man with gray hair. He said with a serious expression: "The base tribunal is officially in session, and now the judge, Colonel Atov, is invited to come in."

Colonel Atov sat up straight, but his feet continued to rest on the table. He took off one of the shoes and highlighted it: "Uncle Richard, do you mean this shoe?"

Colonel Atov said lazily: "Don't talk nonsense with them, they take up my precious time, if you want to say something, just say it quickly. Otherwise, I will go back to bed and sleep."

Ye Lin was a little comforted, but her dissatisfaction remained. What she wanted to ask was not this sentence.

Where is this?
The answer came quickly.

Yue Feng was sitting on the side, seeing Ye Lin sitting down, pressing her fingers on the communicator, a beam of light projected from the corner of his clothes onto the wall above the TV, forming a new screen.

Well, the boss refused to let her go, and Ye Lin didn't want to lose the battle.

Andrew: "Presumptuous! I am Andrew, the president of the base ruling."

Robot: "A single shareholder cannot represent the base, and the tribunal formed by you is invalid in a practical sense. Your objection is invalid."

This place is very similar to the layout of the tribunal, only a pair of tables and chairs facing the middle are still empty.

Ye Lin lowered her voice and lowered her body at the same time, trying to speak with her mouth: "Colonel?"

The picture moved away, and a main door opened, and a shining silver robot walked in, followed by a blond man with two moustache, extremely handsome and beautiful appearance.

In the current state, Yue Feng once again prevented Ye Lin from going out at night, but Ye Lin couldn't attack him first, because she knew it was out of concern.

The doors on both sides of the room opened, a group of people came in from the left, male and female; a group of people came in from the right, male and female.

Yue Feng: "Treat well and cooperate to the end."

In order not to lose her momentum, Ye Lin didn't speak at noon. The excitement brought by the live broadcast at noon and Yue Feng's cooking skills were enough for her to finish lunch with relish.

Well, the aftereffects of fighting with the big bosses that are not conducive to unity have officially begun.

"According to the information submitted, it is the shoe on your left foot."

Ye Lin put the words "sequelae" behind her mind, removed the big doll covering her face, and said to Yue Feng: "Ah!"

Yue Feng: "Psychotherapy."

The bottom line is often deeply rooted.

"Hush." ​​Yue Feng said.

It's not good for unity, it's not good for unity. Ye Lin made a psychological suggestion to herself, curling up lazily.

Picking up three big dolls and squeezing them out, one person and three dolls occupy the entire couch, which has always been Ye Lin's usual position.

Ye Lin became interested, and suddenly forgot that she was still angry with the boss, and asked curiously: "What is this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Colonel Atov jumped up and threw the shoe in his hand at him.

　Correct the typo.

　　early.

　　good sleep.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)