Long Yue smiled at the receptionist and nodded, then straightened his clothes, slightly bent his middle finger, and tapped twice on the door panel.

"Please come in." A rich baritone voice came from the room. After receiving permission, Long Yue immediately opened the door and walked into the office.

Compared with the grandeur outside, the configuration in the office can be said to be quite simple, which surprised Long Yue a little.

There are no expensive-looking wallpapers and chandeliers outside the office, and the walls are simply painted white. On the left side of the entrance, there is a small door, which is the independent bathroom of the president's office.

Further inside, there is a coffee table and a comfortable-looking sofa.

On the right hand side, there is a large bookshelf. All kinds of books on it are arranged in categories. Books of the same type are also arranged in alphabetical order. The books are well preserved, but not completely.

Brand new and in perfect condition, each book has a plastic cover.

If someone wants to find a specific book on it, even Long Yue, who has just seen this bookshelf, can find the book he needs within half a minute.

Directly opposite the door is a bright light. This is not a metaphor, but a real bright light. Directly opposite the door is a floor-to-ceiling window made of nano-scale bulletproof glass. It is equipped with light bending equipment. If the sunlight is too strong, it can pass through

A light bending device causes it to refract.

A little ahead, there is a mahogany desk, and behind the desk is a leather boss chair. There is a stack of documents on the desk, as well as a pen holder, a phone, and a laptop. There are two or three neutral bottles inserted in the pen holder.

The pen and the pen cap are tightly buckled on the pen tip.

There was a middle-aged man sitting on the chair. Long Yue didn't need to be introduced to know that this was his boss, the president of Alpha Company - Steyer.

Long Yue took a quick glance. Steyer was also dressed quite simply, perhaps because he was meeting guests. There were no clothes hanging on the hangers in the corner. He was wearing a navy blue suit and diamond cufflinks.

They sparkle under the sunlight. There is no need to ask about the pants, they must be the same set.

He has omitted the tie, but if he guessed correctly, the red tie on the hanger next to him should be the last part of his outfit today. It is already June, and the suit can hardly be worn anymore, so there should be no

The mentally ill person is still wearing a coat or windbreaker.

Through the bright light in the room, Long Yue also saw Stair's face. Like most men of this age, Stair's hair was slightly sparse, but there was no gray spot. As for whether it was dyed or cut,

That's unknown.

The beard on his face is very clean, and even on the sideburns, there is no stubble at all. He has a pair of tiger eyes and sword eyebrows, and he is not angry and intimidating. But this slightly fair face also proves that the boss sitting on it

He is a true scholar, or in other words, a businessman.

Long Yue's eyes moved very quickly. After a rough observation, he gently bowed to Stair.

"Hello, President, I am the captain of Team 141, Long Yue."

Then he glanced at Stair and asked in an extremely uncertain voice:

"You're looking for me?"

"Sit." Stair nodded and pointed to a comfortable-looking swivel chair next to the desk.

Long Yue walked over quickly and sat down on the chair. The fabric and filling of this chair were quite soft, and people would sink in as soon as they sat on it. It was so comfortable.

Go back to the apartment and kill two more. Long Yue thought in his heart.

"I asked you to come here today. I hope it won't delay your work." When Stair opened his mouth, it was quite a scene. Long Yue couldn't help but curl his lips inwardly.

Although the operating model of PMC is similar to that of an intermediary agency, except for the tasks assigned by the company, the company does not care about PMC's actions as long as they are not contrary to the company's interests. Of course, the cost is not without it. In addition to ammunition and regular supplies, other

Of course, the PMCs have to pay for the required equipment out of their own pockets. The company will provide purchase channels, but they still have to pay for it themselves.

But to be honest, what tasks did you take on, how long did the tasks take, how much money did the employer pay, and how much commission did the company take? How could the company not pay attention to these things? These things are their source of income!

What's more... Long Yue may be keeping an even closer eye on him. He was discharged from the hospital the day before and made an appointment to meet the next day. It was such a coincidence that no one would believe it if no one was watching.

"There was an accident during the last mission. My body has just recovered and I haven't had time to take over the mission yet. President, don't worry." Long Yue smiled and nodded. No matter what he thinks in his heart, he can't show it on his face. This is the way of life of modern people.

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"Stinky lifestyle." Long Yue added in his mind.

But Stair didn't see what he was thinking and continued:

"I have also paid attention to several of your missions. I have to say that although the process was relatively tortuous, the missions were completed quite well and all met the established requirements." Steyer nodded with satisfaction, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

A hint of smile.

"These are the results of the hard work of the team members, I am just a soy sauce." Long Yue said modestly. This is not just talking about the situation. None of the guys in 141 usually have a formal appearance, but when they perform tasks,

It can be said that he was meticulous at all times. If it weren't for them, Long Yue would really be buried in the jungle this time.

"You are being humble." Steyer shook his head and said, "The combat effectiveness of soldiers is one thing, and the commander's command level is another. Just like wheels and axles, neither can live without the other."

Stair had said so, and Long Yue had no choice but to thank him and say no more. This was not a very important matter in the first place, and he would not give him a few dollars. If he persisted in stubbornness, he would be a slap in the face.

Face.

"I came to see you this time, mainly because of your team." Stair picked up the thermos cup on the table and took a sip gently: "You know what is the difference between your team and other teams?

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"This..." The corner of Long Yue's mouth couldn't help but twitch twice. It didn't feel good to answer such a question that tested his IQ, but since the question was asked, of course it would be impossible not to answer it.

"The difference... is that our personnel configuration is mainly composed of combat androids."

"That's right." Stair nodded: "When you came to take office alone, there was a reason why you were put into this team."

After Long Yue heard this, he became more and more confused. He also knew that he had been prejudiced against androids all these years, and the reason why he was placed here was mainly because he beat Wayne severely on the first day he came here.

But listening to what Stair said today...it doesn't feel that simple.

"What's the reason?" Long Yue asked.
Chapter completed!