He clicked the shortcut with the mouse, and a new page opened. It had a black background, blue subtitles, and two shortcut links, one of which was the "Task Release Bar" and the other "Task Receiver Bar."
Zhang Jun was curious, he clicked on the task receiving bar, and a menu option immediately popped up, including four major options: economics, politics, society, and nature.
He clicked on the "Society" item again, and another drop-down menu appeared. The options above were more detailed, including assassinating individuals, suppressing groups, supporting individuals, suppressing individuals, etc. There were hundreds of options.
Then he clicked on the economic project, and the submenu showed financial support, equity acquisition, economic operations, corporate acquisitions, etc. There were also hundreds of items.
Zhang Jun was secretly surprised. Are these acceptable tasks?
So, he curiously clicked on the "Equity Acquisition" sub-item among the major economic items. Then a long telescopic menu popped up on the screen, with tasks posted line by line." The goal of the task posted was to acquire a certain bank in the United States.
of five percent equity.ion, showing three hundred points.
Zhang Jun didn't know much about equity acquisition, so he couldn't see any clues. However, he could see the information about the leader from the frame of the screen. It was codenamed leader and had a contribution of more than 65,000.
"The leader's contribution is more than 60,000. I wonder how many tasks can be released with these 60,000? How much value is it?" He quickly understood the purpose of this laptop and began to think about it.
After thinking for a moment, he clicked on the "Economic Support" sub-item among the major economic items, and then saw a task that directly asked for money. A person code-named "lobo" needed 120 million US dollars in cash, and he was willing to
The contribution level paid is one hundred and twenty points.
Seeing this, Zhang Jun was shocked. So a little contribution is worth a million dollars? At the same time, he also understood that the contribution here, which is what the leader calls "credit points", means the same thing.
He was stunned for a while, then closed the page, and then opened the folder on the desktop. There were six documents built into the folder, with different contents written in them.
Zhang Jun browsed through them one by one and found that these documents mainly introduced the use of notebooks, as well as the structure and composition of the underground forces in the east, and the division of forces. In addition, the documents also recorded some family situations and confidential matters of the leader.
After seeing it, he couldn't calm down for a long time. How could there be such a powerful organization in the world!
In the world, there is an extremely mysterious and powerful organization called the Gods. This organization was established before the first industrial revolution, but it was not powerful enough at that time and its scope of influence was limited.
After the world entered the computer age, the Spiritual Organization began to use the Internet to develop and expand itself. It established an open platform and released a virtual currency that was more authoritative than the U.S. dollar and the euro, which it called contribution!
Although currency in today's world has magical powers, it is only a symbol of economic equivalent exchange. It is not omnipotent. For example, just because a person is rich does not mean that he can also have a corresponding amount of power.
Contribution is different. It is a more versatile virtual currency than the world currency. The owner of the contribution of the divine organization can use it to exchange for anything he wants and any event that occurs.
Even if a person has enough contributions, he can become the president of the United States and the president of the European Union; he can kill people, set fire, and acquire any company; he can direct the country and change the destiny of a country.
It is conceivable how powerful and terrifying this organization is. It can affect the world economy, change the world structure, and even rebuild the world power order! As an issuer of contributions, it is like the Federal Reserve that issues dollars, with indispensable power over the world.
Comparable influence.
Because of this, this organization calls itself "God". It is like a god in the sky, controlling everything in the world, and nothing can surpass it.
Lin Xian woke up at this time. When she saw Zhang Jun sitting in front of the computer, she rubbed her eyes and asked, "Brother, what are you doing?"
Zhang Jun closed the notebook and said with a smile: "I didn't do anything, I checked some information. Sister Xian, have you slept well?"
Lin Xian stretched out, looking very charming, and said: "It's okay, I'm just hungry."
Zhang Jun suppressed his excitement, walked over and sat next to Lin Xian, put his arms around her slim waist, and said with a smile, "Then let's go eat."
Lin Xian smiled and said: "I grew up in Yundong, so I know where the food is the best. Why don't I go there now?"
Zhang Jun nodded immediately: "I've heard that Yundong cuisine is fresh and refreshing, so I'm going to have a big meal today!"
The two of them walked away, changed their clothes and went straight to the gourmet restaurant that Lin Xian mentioned. Since the hotel had a dedicated driver to pick them up, the two of them arrived quickly.
Zhang Jun was about to get out of the car, but Lin Xian grabbed him. She looked at the cars in front of the restaurant and frowned: "Brother, let's change places."
Zhang Junqi asked: "Why?"
"These cars belong to several children of the Lin family. It's not convenient for us to eat with them here." Lin Xian said, "The cars belonging to the forestry industry are also among them."
Zhang Jun laughed when he heard this and said: "Sister Xian, let's just pretend we didn't see it. The restaurant is so big, so we can just find a private room to eat."
Lin Xian thought about it, so she got out of the car with Zhang Jun and entered the restaurant. Lin Xian asked for a private room on the third floor, and the two of them sat in.
While waiting for the food, Zhang Jun's phone rang. It was Zhang Guoqiang. On the phone, Zhang Guoqiang's voice was hoarse. He said: "Xiao Jun, something happened at Han Xiao's family."
Zhang Jun was stunned and said: "Brother, don't worry, Han Xiao's father is the district party committee secretary, what can happen to him?"
"Her parents were in a car accident and couldn't be rescued. They all left. Now Han Xiao is very sad and doesn't want to say a word. I'm worried to death." There was a cry in this man's voice, and it was obvious that he was deeply loved.
He smiled.
Zhang Jun was shocked: "A car accident? How is this possible!"
The secretary of the Qinglong District Party Committee is also the Donghai City Party Committee, so he is a deputy provincial-level official. When such a big shot travels, he is escorted by police cars in front and protected by internal guards at the back. The probability of him getting into a car accident is simply higher than winning the five-million-dollar lottery ten times in a row.
Be small.
Zhang Guoqiang gritted his teeth and said: "Xiaojun, I also feel that this matter is weird. You know the mayor, can you help me find out about it."
Zhang Jun sighed and said: "Okay, I will ask about it when I return to Donghai. But don't hold out any hope. I probably won't be able to ask anything. Don't think about anything else now. You must take good care of Han Xiao. I will take care of the rest.