.

When everything is settled.

"Leng Jiao is all sick" finally didn't continue to make careful calculations.

Let "Audience 12138" reward all the remaining points to Brother Shenxu to purchase dinner ingredients.

"Audience 12138" did it without saying a word.

The dozens of points he received in the final withdrawal of cash did not disappoint everyone's expectations. In line with the spirit of being drunk today, he did not save any savings.

I spent a full 50 points to buy a large bottle of white wine, and then bought some pork, tofu, and radish. I returned to the "top-level room" to wash vegetables and cut vegetables in front of the camera.

Finally, put the pot on and pour the ingredients into it and cook it in turn.

It is rare to meet the True God to improve his life, sitting on the bed with moderate softness and hardness, looking at the spacious and bright room.

Brother Kidney Deficiency is very happy.

After sitting for a while, I couldn't help but get up and touch the computer, turned on the air conditioner, raised my head and blew towards the cool breeze, moaning comfortably: "Oh, it's so cold!"

Not long after, the pot boiled. He sat back in front of the camera and looked at the pot and the camera and smiled foolishly for a while, then turned off the fire in a hurry.

Just take the pot and eat it with a spoon.

He ate very deliciously after being hungry for a day.

The audience finally waited for today's food broadcast session.

He looked happily at Brother Shenxu who was too lazy to cook rice, picked up pork, tofu, radish and stuffed it into his mouth with heat, and drank the wine and soup. He was considered a delicious meal after drinking it.

The live broadcast is coming to an end.

The spectators gradually dispersed.

What’s strange is that “Leng Jiao is all sick” took the initiative to ask “Audience 12138” and added a friend.

Look at that attitude, it seems that the two have really become friends.

Outside the live broadcast room.

Luo Shan put down his cell phone and let out a long sigh.

Office of the Chief of Intelligence Department of the First Consortium.

Tong Xiaolei reported in an orderly manner: "Mo Ran used the money to buy some props to enhance himself from the group warehouse at the internal price, and then entered the tower. Luo Shan had been playing the live broadcast room and had a great time rewarding a certain anchor with points."

The old man smiled and said, "It's really about making money and spending."

Tong Xiaolei asked hesitantly: "You don't have confidence in them?"

The old man shook his head: "I just don't have confidence in the treatment of the group."

Tong Xiaolei seemed even more confused: "Since even Tiansheng attaches so much importance to talents, why can't our group do better? I'm not seeking profit for myself, but I just feel that everyone's salary is generally a little lower."

When talking about this, the old man rarely showed a little helplessness on his face: "I know what you mean, but God knows what those trash on the board of directors of the group are thinking."

Seeing the old man's helplessness, Tong Xiaolei sighed: "It's a pity that you lost all your shares to call [Da Huan Jindan], otherwise the board of directors should at least listen to your opinions."

"No need to say more about these." The old man waved his hand to stop her words, and said seriously: "Just do our own work and assist the group's elites to sprint to the World Tower, and don't care about anything else."

Tong Xiaolei nodded silently to show her understanding.

Seeing that she was in a low mood, the old man smiled and changed the subject and said, "How is that? Where is the man in green now? Did you investigate his relationship with Wang Wen before, and did you find out?"

Tong Xiaolei picked up the tablet and stroked it a few times, and said while looking: "The whereabouts of the man in Qing have been silent for a while, and there is no update yet. As for his relationship with Wang Wen, even Team Leader Luo and Team Leader Mo are not clear about it. They only said that they are acting in accordance with the plan given by Wang Wen. They know nothing else. The result of our group analysis is that at least at the level of close friends, otherwise it would not be possible to help this level."

"You mean." The old man frowned and thought: "He is very likely to be Wang Wen's relative?"

"The probability is extremely high!" Tong Xiaolei said in a positive tone: "Even if she acts, she is too hard. She broke an arm recently. Such a big sacrifice can't be done with ordinary relationships."

The old man calmed down for a while.

He asked instead: "What do you say on the data census? Can you find the identity?"

Tong Xiaolei shook her head without even looking at the computer this time: "Tiansheng compared all the blood, DNA fingerprints and other information that can be found in the man in Qing. No matching or even suspected files were found. We obtained the comparison objects through channels and used the group's own database to compare them. We also found no matching or suspected, as if this person appeared out of thin air."

"There are all kinds of wonders in the world, and the database of the First Consortium cannot contain the whole world. That person is so powerful, it is normal not to find it." The old man picked up the teacup and took a sip. Looking at the tea in the teacup, he said inexplicably regretfully: "It's Wang Wen, since the incident in the college, he hasn't come to me, the old man, for a long time. The only time he came to the intelligence department was to ask Luo Shan and the others to act and make Tiansheng's money. As you said, he is really stubborn, and the more difficult it is, the less willing he wants to ask me for help."

Tong Xiaolei pursed her lips and sighed: "In fact, he seems to have all the difficulties solved one by one. Even Tiansheng's terrible enemy fell into trouble. Zheng Xiaodong's death had a great blow to Qin Dongbei. It seems that he really hit seven inches this time."

"Are you sure it's the man in green?" the old man asked curiously.

"That's not." Tong Xiaolei's expression was grim: "But no one except him can do this level, and the top team of the group's six hundred-story is not OK."

She slowly scratched the tablet with her fingers: "The murderer left no traces, figures, footprints, witnesses, surveillance, as if Zheng Xiaodong's head was cracked out of thin air! This kind of strength is simply terrible. The Qin family manor with such strict defense can enter and exit and kill people freely. He will become an enemy of the whole world, because this will make everyone feel uneasy, and everyone is so in danger that everyone shouts and beats."

"Look at it slowly." The old man stood up, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the clouds in the sky and said slowly: "This world is about to change the sky."

Zheng Xiaodong is dead.

This young master Tiansheng, who had just begun his glory in his life and had almost covered the sky with only one hand, died indifferently.

Died by the lake in his own manor.

Died at his favorite single fish feast.

The steamed fish face seemed to be his dead-headed rice, and he got on the way after eating.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Qin Dongbei's hair turned white overnight and quickly jumped from middle age to old age. He looked more than ten years old.

The one who died was the son he raised as his heir.

Everything I did before was to vent my son's anger.

Who knew that the anger was not yet fulfilled and his son was gone.

Qin Dongbei took back all minions, removed the rewards and various departments specially established, and lifted the emergency gathering and ordered the elite team to move freely.

Only three mysterious people were brought.

He was carrying out his son's funeral in silence like an ordinary old man.

There were many people from all parties who came to participate in the mourning, and even the First Consortium sent a famous director to the scene.

No one will be out of the way at this time.

The super-high-rise tower climbers can easily kill the heirs of top consortiums, which is a very serious problem.

This means that the heads of all consortiums are no longer safe.

I didn't notice it before because no one has reached this height.

It’s different now! There is also a monster who is roaming the outside world with an identity that is unrestrained and can take away everyone’s heads at any time!

No one in the consortium can keep it alone.

If this matter is allowed to ferment, it will even be enough to shake the status of the world's consortium!

Because once the tower climbers gradually become stronger, their voice will no longer be the ordinary managers of the consortium.

Just as Qin Wu and Zheng once said to Qin Dongbei after returning home for half a year: "In the future, it will definitely be the world of super high-rise tower climbers!"

If you want to compete for the right to speak, the operating models of major consortiums must be changed.

The "operation" model of the entire world will change.

Or, let the strongest tower climbers take power.

Or let those in power become the strongest tower climber.
Chapter completed!