Master of the Stars

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O Ping Rongsan was sitting in the office, in a suit and leather shoes, sitting in a straight and full of tension, like a leopard leaping out of the jungle, with a sense of oppression that was chosen by others.

In Hancheng, especially within the industry in charge, Opin Rongsan does have the nickname "Leopard Head Special", which is circulated in people's private conversations. One is his spirit, the other is the old scars on his face.

He does not mind the nickname, and even intends to "strive for excellence" on this basis, because this is the medal he has been playing in the field of ability for many years, and he is the most proud sign.

But now, the posture is still there, looking around, but can't find a goal that can be used.

Outside his office, the men rushed in and out, all of which were transferring and processing various documents and materials in preparation for the sale and handover in the near future.

This made him feel that the foundation of ambition collapsed-to be precise, it should be a sense of powerlessness.

The real goal has always been there, but in the face of the behemoth "Tianzhao Religious Order", facing the extraordinary power of two extraordinary species, let alone his half-old leopard with blunt claws, it is Dazejiao What's the point of the regiment's ups and downs, desperation, struggling to kill?

More importantly, just thinking about this rebellious resistance makes people uneasy!

At the time of embarrassment, the secretary's phone came in and asked him for instructions: "Special duty, I'm sorry to disturb you. I have received two quotations about the processing plant ..."

Au Ping Yung San had a strict attitude, and his fangs and claws finally had their place: "Is it necessary to disturb me for this kind of thing?"

"I'm so sorry!"

"Tajima, you have to fulfill your due responsibilities. Don't repeat these messages before the deadline for quotation."

"I'm sorry, the task is my problem." The fearful Secretary of Tajima apologized repeatedly, and his voice was trembling, which was in line with the image of the prey being killed, and was struggling to explain. We submitted a quotation jointly with a part of the factory personnel, and we did not consider this situation. "

"she was?"

O Ping Rong San was very surprised and temporarily spared the poor Secretary of Tajima. After hanging up the communication, he brought up the quotation and looked carefully, frowning as he looked at it.

"What is she doing together?"

Jiangzuo, a female scientist with a weird name, comes from the wilderness, nominally the technical director of the processing plant for sale, but only named. Her real job is the project leader of President Songping ’s private research institute. of.

Well, speaking of that, the project is regarded as the human resources department of the processing plant ...

Of course, this is just a joke.

This lady Jiang really thinks she is HR?

If it were not for the quotation, Ao Pingrong did not know that Jiangzuo had such close contact with the middle-level and basic-level employees in the processing plant. Judging from the annual labor cost of the processing plant, almost all of these people on the quotation have to go bankrupt in order to make up for the cost of the acquisition.

"What a charming woman!"

Ao Pingrong admired that she had not been in Hancheng for many years and even had the title of "remote tutor", but how did she manage this interpersonal network?

Frankly speaking, at this time O Ping Rong San had a very clear "offensive", after all, he was the actual person in charge of the processing plant. No matter who is in his position, he is run into a "little circle" under his eyelids without knowing it, and his self-esteem will be hurt.

The problem is that he can't come back in revenge.

Because this other identity of Ms. Jiang is a close friend who has been in friendship with the president for many years ... It is the kind of close person who makes people doubt the purity of the friendship between men and women.

O Ping Rong San was a little bit doubtful whether Jiang Zuo et al.'S quotation behavior belonged to the chairman's advice. But soon he denied this idea:

Not to mention that the president does not have such a need at all. In terms of relations alone, Jiang Tsui certainly has a halo of "faithful friends", and he is not bad.

I grew up with the chairman since I was young, and I am seven or eight years older than the latter. I have always existed as a "family minister". If there is really any arrangement, there is no need to bend around like this.

Ao Ping Rong San gradually sorted out his thoughts. At the end of this matter, he must still communicate with the chairman, but the first issue now is to figure out the plans of Jiang Zuka and those who jointly bid.

Even if Jiangzu ’s factors were not taken into consideration, the mid-level backbones of the processing plant jointly offered a price, which reflected their serious anxiety about the current situation-for the sect, it was a bad sign of loss of control.

At least, the "confidentiality" has not passed.

Au Pingrong thought about it for a moment, and then dialed the number according to the contact method on the quotation ...

The strange number brings a wonderful feeling. He is the actual person in charge of the processing plant, but he rarely intersects with the "technical director" of the factory, so that he does not even have a private communication number.

The lady did not have any sense of working for the Daze Church and the Songping family. It seemed to be an irrelevant shadow, hidden behind the "friendship" with the president.

When the phone was connected, Au Ping Rong San maintained his official and public attitude, and also added some elements of politeness and respect: "Hello, Jiang Sang, I am Au Ping Rong San ... Yes, I have received your quotation, some details Need to communicate again.

"Oh, Jiang Sang is in the factory area? This is convenient, we might as well interview?

"Tell you directly? Of course, we definitely have to talk, but Jiang Sang, you are also a factory executive. You should understand that this is not a good time for the labor-management dialogue. I can hardly promise anything. After all, the incident happened suddenly, and there are quite uncontrollable factors. ... "

The telephone exchange ended in a push-pull that lacked substantial progress.

In essence, this round of dialogue exceeded O'Ping's expectations. He thought it was commercial and even political negotiations, but what he put in front of him was clearly a union leader, or a **** version ...

What a ridiculous thing!

Didn't this woman say she was born in the wilderness? Hosting such a project on weekdays, from the inside to the outside is a grotesque fan, how can it be so naive to do things? Did you stay in the civilized society for so long that you forget the appearance of the wilderness?

Hancheng is not a wilderness, but the conflict between survival and faith will only be more cruel than the disorderly wilderness. This is the situation facing the Daze Church. If you ca n’t bear it, you will either run away or die!

Well, an irresponsible adult has escaped first, in an extremely absurd way-from the explanation of the headquarters shrine, is it really not a bad joke after alcoholism?

Ao Ping Rong San took off his tie and breathed heavily, so that the absurdity and depression can have a channel for release. At this time, Secretary Tajima called again:

"Dedicated ..."

"I said don't disturb me!"

"The chairman came and the submarine stopped at the inner pier."

"what?"

This place is just a few steps away from the inner pier.

Suddenly, the outside room had already sounded the chair push and pull, and the secretary of Tajima respectfully greeted him. Opin Rongsan quickly stood up, re-tied the tie, fastened the button of the suit, and just finished the action, the outside door knocked meaningfully It opened after hitting.

The president of the Daze Zhushi Club, Matsuira Yoshio stepped in.

Ao Pingrong hurriedly came out from behind the desk and saluted: "President."

Song Ping Yixiong is a strong man under the age of fifty. He is thin, with casual flat hair and short hair. There is also a circle of Hu ballast on his slightly concave face. He is wearing a casual suit and no tie. The neckline is wide open, and it looks a little rough. It feels more like an emerging technology entrepreneur, rather than the heir to a family shrine ... In short, it does not match the social atmosphere of the Hancheng side.

But Ko Ping Yung knows that this chairman is a meticulous and ruthless character, otherwise he cannot quickly rise to the top in the traditional environment of Hancheng where "old school politics" prevails.

The entire Daze Religious Order, which is above Yoshinori Matsubira, is the only abbot of the main shrine and the "adult". However, those two had very few questions about worldly affairs, so as the actual controller of the Daze Club, Yoshio Matsubira basically controlled the core power of the sect, which has also happened in recent years.

Song Ping Yixiong sat straight up to the position that originally belonged to Ao Ping Rong San, his body stretched, and he was very relaxed: "Tonight, the Ping Trade Fair is about to hold a temporary coordination meeting. I came early and took a seat at your place."

Ao Pingrong heard his head again and said: "The chairman is working hard."

"Don't pay attention to these rituals, you can sit down."

O Ping Rongsan thanks again, sitting on the receptionist sofa, the waist plate is still straight. His body was stiff, but his brain was running at high speed.

At this time, the Pingtung Trade Fair jumped out and it felt very bad.

The so-called "Fair Trade Association" refers to the "Sakaejo Equality Trade Association", which is essentially a coordinating agency for the interconnection of gray areas such as legally-recognized official companies of Hansaka and Yumin Exchange. At present, it has basically become a platform for gaining and coordinating the interests of various organizations in the "Linshi" of Hancheng.

In Hancheng, there is the "Fair Trade Association", and the Tianzhao Confucian Church is high, and the multitude of church organizations has greatly divided the profit share of the "Li Shi" ... The ability of the Association of Competitors has already been overhead. .

Basically, the forces of the world in Hancheng, the size of their right to speak, can be more accurately reflected in the organization structure of the Ping trade fair.

Daze Zhushi Club is a member unit and director unit of the Ping Trade Association, and it has certain right to speak. But that's just the normal situation. Given the current situation in Hancheng and the situation of the Daze Church, wouldn't such a coordination meeting become a cross-examination club or a branch club?

Opin Rongsan was quite worried.

Let's look at Songping Yixiong, the chairman who has just been in office for a few years, still maintains his usual temperament, which makes O Ping Rongsan admire and saves a bit of fluke.

Is there any room for adjustment for the adult?

Ao Pingrong's three heads are full of clues, which can be summed up as a few flashing kung fu. Over there, Yoshio Songping has spoken about the progress of the relevant tasks:

"Ao Ping, you have done a good job in raising funds. At present, 17 million have arrived. Follow-up ..."

"In the next three days, we can guarantee 20 to 30 million. However, a large amount of money still needs to wait for the processing plant and other assets to be processed, which probably takes more than a week."

"One week, yes."

Really? Are you sure that the Daze Church can continue until then? Ao Pingrong's three hearts were filled with pessimistic emotions again. This emotion came so violently that it caused him to briefly lose control, and the problems surrounding his heart blurted out:

"President, as the abbot said," Adult "left Hancheng?"

Song Ping Yixiong did not respond, but looked up at him, Qingzhen's face did not fluctuate, and his eyes were calm, but it was inexplicably chilling.

Ao Pingrong bounced off the sofa in three moments and bowed deeply: "I'm sorry, President, it's my speech."

"Don't care, you have ideas, it's also human nature." Songping Yixiong's voice flicked from the back of Ao Pingrong's third head. There was no difference in tone of voice when he first entered the door.

"President ..."

"Unfortunately, there is no news correction to revive the shrine over there. The adult did leave Hancheng. Just yesterday evening, shortly after the operation of the Tianzhao sect was suspended, he resolutely escaped and closed down. The channel of faith. At present, all contacts are one-way, and if there is no initiative over there, we will not be able to reach them. "

This statement, compared with the version that Piao Pingrong heard earlier, has a little more details, but it also brings greater doubts. Au Pingrong raised his head, his face blank:

"But ... why?"

"This is a stupid question."

Song Ping Yixiong pointed out: "Since running away, of course, because of fear, you are surprised, just because he ran too fast."

"..."

Although it has been known for a long time, in recent years his president has become more and more sharp and direct, more and more unlike Hancheng. However, it is possible to tear apart all obstacles, and even all decent and sharp words, and still allow Ao Pingrong, who has served the Songping family and the "adult" to sacrifice for a long time.

At this time, Song Ping Yixiong received a call and turned to communicate there, which also gave O Ping Rong three breathing and digesting opportunities. He stood there, watching the president behind the desk calmly and calmly communicating with others, and he was a little trance.

The wilderness is really a place to change people!

Ao Ping Rongsan still remembers that Song Yiping was a young man who was unwilling to be lonely and prone to blood. He did a lot of stupid things, stupid things, and often needed him to wipe his butt.

The "most stupid" thing that Songping Yixiong did was naturally to leave the family planning and go to the wilderness wandering alone. That was the big trouble that Ao Ping Rong San couldn't persuade and couldn't help.

It was this "seriously outrageous" adventure in the traditional Hancheng family that changed everything.

Songping Yixiong finally returned from the wilderness safely. Through those years of experience, he had gained insight and skills. The former passionate youth, like a reborn, became deeper and stronger every day. But for a long time, they all became strangers and were excluded from the core circle of the family.

O Ping Rongsan was hit even harder, because as a "family servant" he neglected his duties for a long time and spent many years in the first-line executive department like the "stormtroopers". He survived several times, but even so, O Ping Rongsan still insisted on the status of "family minister", and he stood firm since his childhood.

For him, it doesn't matter how many other changes are made, as long as Songping Yixiong believes in him unchanged, it is the best result.

This is the fact.

Opin Rongsan's persistence paid off. After Matsuhira Yoshio assumed the position, Oupong Rongsan went straight to the top within the church. In just a few years, he reached the position of executive director and became Matsuhiri Yoshio's most trusted spokesperson.

Ah, looking back, the emotions of things are right ... maybe after age, similar emotions are difficult to avoid.

In the end, it was Matsuo Yoshio who awakened him from his trance. After hanging up the communication, Yoshio Matsubira notified the latest news:

"Tonight's coordination meeting, LCRF also has a commissioner to attend."

"LCRF?"

O Ping Rong San was really taken aback. LCRF is the endorsement agency of the world's top powerful predators, the immortal dream fund, and it has an extremely powerful influence in Hancheng, where "old school politics" is popular. At the same time, he is also one of the major gold owners of the Ping An Trade Fair. Through this channel, the profits that are several times higher than the amount of investment are taken away every year.

Normally, LCRF is more detached, just like a normal investment company, but as long as they come out in person ...

O Ping Rong San quickly recalled the interest relationship between Daze Club and LCRF, plus the limitation of the Ping Trade Association, it is known that the tripartite seeks the intersection, and the line of things seems to become clear.

"Is it because of the" vascular "platform?"

"Oh, maybe."

"Then our laboratory ..."

"There is one in the PTC, which is just an outsourcing company. Originally, it was just looking at people's eyes. The production line over there has changed, and it is going to change accordingly. It is normal for any changes."

Song Ping Yixiong's careless performance made it difficult for O Ping Rong San to make any comments. After all, the part of the "vascular" platform project, which is under the responsibility of the Daze Education Corps, is mostly handled by the private laboratory of Songping Yixiong.

Speaking of private laboratories, O Ping Rongsan naturally thought of "Technical Director" Jiang Zuo. Regarding the offer, there was an opportunity:

"President, there is one thing, I want to report to you. It's about Ms. Jiang's offer ..."

"Quote?"

Behind the desk, Yiping Songping raised his eyebrows and looked directly at him, apparently pulling away from his casual state.

"Yes, Ms. Jiang and some middle-level and grass-roots employees of the processing plant jointly proposed the intention to acquire the processing plant ..." O Ping Rongsan briefly introduced the quotation and the simple communication before. Personal emotions.

Originally, the processing factory was destined to give up, and it didn't matter who fell into it. The standard that ultimately determines the success of this transaction is one of how much can be realized, and the other is whether it can satisfy his own president.

As for your own likes and dislikes, it has never been a problem.

Song Ping Yung Xiong is not Ao Ping Yung San, but Ao Ping Rong San is a Song Ping Yung Xiong.

This is his faith as always, but also wisdom.

Then he saw that his president smiled infrequently: "It turns out that it can be understood and understood."

"President?"

"It's about guilt, or an anesthetic for self-salvation ... she's always naive."

It was the first time that O Ping Rong San heard his president's evaluation of Jiangzuo, and coincidentally, it was consistent with his previous abdominal slander.

Of course, it's also all "naive". Au Ping Rong San wouldn't naively think that the connotations of the two people's words are exactly the same. A quick glance at the smile on Songping Yixiong's face, he already knew what to do.

The newly purchased yacht quickly welcomed its new owner, and the process was very smooth. Going upstream from the Ohori River and advancing twenty kilometers deep into Beishan Lake, the function of the yacht is all normal, and in this water area, the hustle and bustle of syllable music activities is basically digested in the open water.

However, the journey to the next destination is much slower than expected. When this happens, the problem lies with the "new owner".

Luo Nan did not express any views on the replacement yacht, even though the “hefeng” layout of the lower deck living area that has not yet had time to be transformed is quite different from its predecessor. For him, it was just a change of vehicle for sitting and lying.

At this stage, apart from initially understanding the latest situation in Hancheng, Luo Nan put all his attention on the broken monolithic mirror. In his words:

"Resolve existing problems first, then go to the corresponding materials."

Then, it took him a full four hours to repair the "single lens" as before, and he is still doing post-testing.

So Yin Le understood that the seemingly crystal-clear "lenses" actually had an incredibly complicated structure and a more incredible production method.

In Luonankou, it is just an "imaginary structure", which is a "temporary mold that consumes a lot of energy at all times." I really don't know how strict the requirements will be if they are to be created using the so-called "creation".

Luo Nan's experimental plan, Yin Le is not easy to guess, but she is already nervous. During Luo Nan's work, she had already made a phone call with the destination intermediaries and manufacturers. It is important to understand the market and not fight unprepared.

Since this is a relatively professional field, Yin Le does not know whether her efforts will eventually come true. However, when people's efforts "overflow", they often get some benefits from others.

As she continued in-depth communication with the local community of Hancheng, some unexpected intelligence information, especially the part related to the Daze Church, more and more details and rumors were exposed.

After some analysis, Yin Le felt that it was necessary to report to Luo Nan again. So she took the collated materials and entered the living area on the lower deck again.

It's day and night, and natural lighting is not enough to support the lighting of the living area. The warm and mellow lights light up, reflecting the light-colored tatami, and the most classic wood tone of the Japanese style. It was quite warm to go up.

It is said that this yacht is the president of the Osawa Zhus Commune and the driver of Matsuira Yoshio. That man is notoriously sharp and cold, and family life is a mystery, but he doesn't want to recognize this style.

Well, accidentally matches someone.

Someone is naturally a snake language. The curse artist who appeared as "Beishan Snow Painting" in a traditional kimono dress suits the decor of the living area best.

When Luo Nan was dedicated and Yin Le was busy in and out, Snake Language was not assigned a task. She just stayed beside Luo Nan, serving tea and pouring water, organizing the cabin layout, and doing some servant and servant work. Among the three flavors.

When Yin Le reached the bottom deck, she saw that the snake language seemed to be the traditional island woman in the film and television drama. She knelt and sat on the side of Luonan, brought him the right temperature of tea, and then bowed and knelt. Step back.

The interior is extremely quiet, only the moon-white kimono rubs against the tatami's 簌簌, with a rhythm and sound that belong to life.

Snake language kept bowing her head. At Yin Le's angle, she only saw her meticulous black hair bun, as well as the snow-white neck and small back muscles in the back collar under the warm light.

Even so, it is amazing.

Humans have a natural lack of resistance to smooth and delicate textures. Moreover, this one is warm and lively, with excellent shape and beauty of the charm. The so-called "live color and fragrance" is no more.

Yin Le wanted to explore the past and try his hand.

But in Yin Le's view, the snake language is more moving at this time, because she can serve Luo Nan's walking and lying with amazing concentration, to carve those seemingly meaningless details, only to be perfect.

As far as efficiency is concerned, it is not enough training-if a company or an organization does this, it will be over sooner or later.

However, when it comes to interpersonal relationships, this approach reflects a pious and pure attitude, as if it does not involve any calculations, but is justified and justified. The essence is the "moral aesthetic" that is classic, traditional, old, and biased by most men.

At the moment, Luo Nan, who is sitting on the tatami with four backs and eight forks, is dressed like a young man who may come across the street, but the gesture of the snake language clearly serves a prince.

What time is it now? Who is Snake?

Obviously it can't be that kind of person. She can do it seamlessly and smoothly. Even if Luo Nan hasn't seen her in the eye, she hasn't shown any frustration and slackness. She can't see any traces of performance, let alone any eagerness. Performance of dryness.

From beginning to end, Snake Language minimizes the sense of presence and avoids disturbing Luo Nan's thoughts. It is like the hot soup of Quanchi, infiltrating from the inadvertent details of the minutiae everywhere.

They are all experts at waiting for people. How superb this method is. Yin Le understands it best, and is ashamed of it. There are too many observations and predictions involved, and there may even be some advanced sensory abilities that are induced by the machine.

"What a terrible woman."

Yin Le sighed silently. She bet on the snake language extraordinary attention, bluntly, it is because of a competitive crisis, is turning into reality.

The position of secretary is too easy to be replaced, especially the life secretary ...

But then again, irrespective of the cost factor, what can it be to have one or two more secretaries who can do things and pay attention? Direct competition is stupid. It is normal for someone like Ronan to be attached to someone around him. As a dependency, the key is to have clear roles and at least some functions.

The value of the secretary is to deal with trouble for the boss, not to cause trouble. At this point, when Yin Le became the secretary of Mrs. Hald, she was already conscious.

Yin Le adjusted his breath, took off his shoes outside, put them neatly, and walked on the tatami with light hands. At this time, Luo Nan was still pondering. She was not stupid enough to disturb the thought over there. She knelt down in the corner of the room and waited silently.

Of course, Snake Language noticed her, moved quietly, and brewed the fragrant tea for her. She offered it silently, and she remained humble, only when she was the lowest maid.

Yin Le pressed slightly uncomfortable in his heart, and thanked him.

She can't afford Ronan's courtesy to Ronan. This kind of deliberate respect may be the sharp edge of Snake.

Time passed in minutes and seconds in silence, and nearly forty minutes later, Luo Nan, who had been competing with the "single lens" suspended in front of him, finally made a long breath and immediately stretched out This is a lazy waist, probably because it is more relaxed in a quiet space. He fell straight backwards, stretched his hands and feet on the tatami, rubbed his back, and wanted to roll again ...

At this time, Luo Nan finally broke away from the state of pure ego, the surrounding real environment reflected his heart, he "hey", busy propping up the upper body, and has been bored in the bone of childishness, but anyway Can't hide it.

Luo Nan was slightly embarrassed, but he soon found out that the two people in the room except him were now sitting upright, lowering their eyebrows and saying nothing, just like two sculptures.

Forget it, just when they can't see it.

Ronan grinned, straightened his body, thinking about something to say. The snake language not far away from him, but at this time, he walked forward with his knees, came to the position behind him, reached out to touch his shoulder, and after a short pause, he kneaded it with light and appropriate techniques.

"..."

Luo Nan instinctively slumped his shoulders, but there was no next move. He turned his head to look at the snake language. This "well-known" spellcaster, a class-B strongman, was calm and speechless, and focused only on tapping with the palms of his hands, as if everything should have been so.

Well, her technique is really good-at least Ronan, who lacks such experience, feels quite comfortable.

This is true from form to spirit.

Luo Nan has the ability to spy on human desires and control the spiritual soul. However, at this moment he discovered that all the fundamental changes, without external demands, came from himself.

Unconsciously, his heart seemed to "pad" a floor, or something else, and stepped into a psychological zone that had never been involved.

Maybe he had observed and imagined "outside" before, and he had a little unspoken longing, but he had never experienced it like this, and took it for granted.

The structure of the Gestalt and the authority of the closed system are, more directly, his absolute control of the snake language, which determines the current state and pattern.

He can accept and stop, but in any case, he has the absolute right to choose.

Stop ... It's very comfortable, why stop?

The smile naturally overflowed from the corner of Ronan's lips, his body swayed slightly under the proper technique of snake language, so that his throat was also contaminated with a lazy rhythm:

"Tell me, what's new?"

What a pool of warm soup!

Yin Le maintained a low-browed and low-eyed posture, but her mind was in a trance. Fortunately, the indoor rhythm of the room was now soothing. Her trance was not obvious, and she quickly answered:

"Sir, there is information that the Osawa Regiment hastily realized its assets because they worshipped the **** of worship" Dark Dragon God "... escaped."

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