Supervisor Deng Chun warmly received Ronan and led everyone to the storage yard. Zhao Xi lagged behind again and hesitated for a few seconds. Finally, he grabbed a manager and asked quietly:
"How many sons does your Chairman Deng have?"
The person being asked showed an "I understand" expression, but his tone was still tight: "I really don't know..."
Zhao Xi pouted. According to the information he checked last night, this close comrade of Gao Wenfu is almost the same age as Gao Wenfu. He is already very old. He must be over eighty years old.
As for Manager Deng, despite his dark skin and tender face, he looks like a freshly graduated college student and looks like he is in his prime in his twenties.
It makes more sense to be a grandson.
So no matter what, I can only admire the fact that rich people stay strong and healthy.
No matter what kind of rich gossip there is, at present, Director Deng is still quite capable. His father has a huge industry in Lake City, but he went to this remote mountain forest to work as a grassroots supervisor, and he also showed a certain
It’s not easy to be very motivated.
In terms of business, at least he is familiar with the situation in the stockyard.
There are a large amount of abnormal fur, bones, and many collected mutant plants in the yard to dry. The smell is quite "excellent", and the stacking layout is also extremely "respectable".
To be honest, it is not a suitable place to visit.
But Director Deng remained calm and could tell the source of the corresponding materials, batch disposal methods, downstream processing and distribution directions with just a finger.
Zhao Xi was far away and didn't pay much attention. He couldn't hear clearly intermittently. In addition, he was an outsider in yard management, so he couldn't tell whether he was just talking nonsense. But he had been performing tasks in the wilderness for many years, and he had no idea how to deal with aberrations and various kinds of things.
Distortion-like properties, no matter how you say it, you are also an insider in the industry.
He saw that when Director Deng was introducing Ronan, he was casually weighing up the large and small materials. He knew the center of gravity of the complex materials at first glance, and could also avoid the damage caused by the sharp fur stabs.
In other words, he is simply a veteran who has been in the industry for more than ten or twenty years, and I was quite impressed at the time.
But there was one thing. No one knew what Ronan's purpose was for suddenly coming to the yard. Deng Chun, who was as skilled in business as he was, could only give a casual visit like he was entertaining his superiors.
No matter how big this yard is, it only takes less than ten minutes to go around. And after the superiors have finished the tour, they can also go to the conference room to have a discussion, drink tea and chat, Ronan's side...
Later, thanks to Deng Chun's eloquence, he had already begun to tell some stories and legends about the mountainous area. He was stalling for time and waited for Ronan to express his stance.
Zhao Xi looked funny, but forgot to look at the road and almost bumped into someone else. When he turned around and saw Long Qi again, he couldn't help but be surprised. No matter how good the radio equipment is, in a noisy outdoor environment, it is difficult to get a good sound even ten meters apart.
Effect.
"You don't want to go forward?"
"The live broadcast must be detailed and appropriate. This information is meaningless. Don't teach the children badly."
Zhao Xi expressed his understanding that the processing and circulation of aberrant products, including their final applications, are somewhat "taboo", so it's okay not to listen.
But the question is, are you sure you know how those "children" who have been banned by all of you feel?
Zhao Xi curled his lips and ignored Long Qi for the time being. He was not interested in the too "social" social scene in front of him. As he walked along, he looked around and took stock of the surrounding environment, which was also considered as fulfilling his "protective duty".
This look really made him see something strange.
At the entrance of the yard where they came in, the person walking back and forth with a stooped waist, seeming a little irritable, but looking at him from time to time, must be the old man who reminded them on the dock.
This guy stopped patrolling and came to stand guard at the gate?
Just as he was thinking about it, the eyes of Zhao Xi and the old man collided. Even though he was older than the other man, he had good eyesight. Even though they were nearly a hundred meters away, they could both notice him. When he put his hands behind his back, he turned around and left, feeling angry.
of.
Blame the old man.
Zhao Xi originally wanted to find someone to ask about the old man's situation, but at this moment, Ronan, who was about to start his second round of shopping, finally spoke:
"There are no materials to make masks here...then there should be a business that specializes in collecting materials, right?"
When Ronan said this, everyone present was a little confused. It was not easy to clarify Ronan's logic one after another:
Nothing wrong!
In such a mountain yard, all kinds of products are relatively complete. I didn't see any specific materials at all, which means that there is a business that specializes in collecting these materials.
What they have seen so far must have been selected for more than one round.
However, Ronan said that the mask...
Director Deng Chun was silent for half a second, and the smile on his dark face seemed to fade a little: "Boss Luo, the mask you are talking about refers to... the materials for making Nuo dance masks?"
Without waiting for Ronan to confirm, he laughed hard: "I heard about it in the mountains. Last night you went to our Nuo bureau and frightened some people."
Zhao Xi subconsciously took a few steps forward.
He didn't have a clear understanding at first, but when he passed through the crowd of escorts in front of him, he saw the awkward and awkward faces of some people, and he suddenly realized:
Deng Chun's seemingly intimate expression was somewhat over the top and lost the "sense of boundaries." Not to mention whether everyone is so familiar with each other, just saying that you were on the mountain last night and were so concerned about the advance base, it was not obvious.
Tell Ronan:
I'm watching you!
Seeing Deng Chun like this, Zhao Xi was not surprised: he felt a bit like the second generation now. After all, he was a young man and couldn't hide his edge - he was too sophisticated before.
The problem is, Ronan is at least seven or eight years younger than this guy, about ten years old.
Tsk, that makes no sense!
All of the above are Zhao Xi's inner thoughts. From this aspect, there is no essential difference between him and those netizens who act as "amplifiers" and "haha mirrors."
Judging from the visible range alone, the atmosphere at the scene was relatively peaceful. After Deng Chun, a young man, showed his talents for a while, he returned to his mature and sophisticated state. He did not treat Ronan with any disrespect because he was more than ten years younger than him.
The positioning is also very clear, with "you" in each mouth, and the surface posture can be lowered into the mud. As for the spikes that were exposed before, Ronan "can't hear", so what can others do?
Deng Chun extended the topic of "mask" and explained it to Ronan: "Nuo dance masks are actually not that particular. The most commonly used ones are willow, Paulownia and poplar. The one you got yesterday is made of willow..."
"Give it back." Liu Fengming interjected coldly.
This sentence interrupted Deng Chun's display of his ability to control information. He still smiled, seemingly not caring: "These types of wood are not precious in the mountains, but there may be some.
Aberrant parasites are very troublesome, so we don’t store them much in this yard..."
Ronan asked seriously: "Isn't stone and aggregate allowed? Leather and metal are also available."
"Some people do that, but it's not mainstream."
"Is the Hudun Order mainstream or non-mainstream?"
"..."
Ronan suddenly named him, which made everyone at the scene tense up, wondering if this man was angry.
Deng Chun was able to resist. After a short interval, he responded: "The sect should still be inclusive. Isn't it nice for everyone to gather around Baifeng Lord and be protected by him to solve problems together and make a fortune?"
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This guy didn't answer the question right and went around in circles with Ronan... What's going on?
Ronan already knew the details about your father, and Liu Fengming even "reminded" him once, but Deng Chun still made such meaningless twists and turns. What kind of attitude is this?
Seeking death?
Or does it mean that he has a deeper grasp of the intelligence information and already knows that the boss has a good temper and doesn't care?
Zhao Xi went to see his boss. Frith also frowned, but he didn't make any moves like Liu Fengming.
He turned back to look at Long Qi. This guy was still patting and circling around with great interest. He was also in the mood to show off his ability to identify aberrations for the furious viewers in the live broadcast room.
This approach is simply a joke.
Oh, yes, it’s just a joke.
I just want to see you beat me to death, but you act like I have no choice but to beat you.
The attitude Zhao Xi felt from Deng Chun was clearly like this!
Is this kid out of his mind?
Zhao Xi was also a little annoyed.
Originally, this matter had nothing to do with Zhao Xi, but now he thinks that Ronan is his BOSS, and he is a kind and generous type. After several rounds of contact, he has become a bit domineering and humiliating.
The awakening of my death came to my body.
His mouth is stupid, and his fighting ability may not be that good compared to Frith Liu Fengming, but he can choose to expose the yin and yang of this muddy boy - Ronan has a good temper, but it doesn't mean that he has a bad heart.
Hate.
When everyone really throws all "etiquette" into the dirt, if Deng Chun dares to say one more thing, even if he is a man, a monument will be built for him after he dies.
Zhao Xi thought this in his heart, his blood surged up, and he took another step forward.
At this moment, Deng Chun's expression suddenly changed. He put his fist against his lips, lowered his head and coughed twice. When he raised his face again, he showed a smile that looked like sunshine again.
However, Zhao Xi felt that when Deng Chun raised his head, he glanced at Wen Huilan first. As for Wen Huilan's expression, Zhao Xi couldn't see it from this angle. He only saw her casually fine-tuning the gauze scarf on her shoulders and her posture.
Quiet and elegant.
Ronan's eyes were also attracted.
It's not just the eyes that are attracted, but also the hands.
Ronan seemed to have forgotten about the conversation with Deng Chun, so he stretched out his hand, placed his fingertips on Wen Huilan's shoulder, picked up a small piece of gauze, and rubbed it gently.
Does it feel good in hand?
in public;
Before live footage;
In full view;
you you you……
Zhao Xi was filled with indignation and was instantly crushed by this absurd and illogical scene.
Wen Huilan was stunned for a rare moment. The fingers that were still attached to the gauze scarf on her shoulders and neck were also frozen there, only half a reach away from Ronan's fingertips.
Now the situation has become so absurd that it is almost out of control, so out of control that no one knows how to react.
What’s even more ridiculous is that Deng Chun was the one who was inexplicably put on the shelf and asked to save the situation. No matter what he thought in his heart, he really worked hard in action:
"Ahem, I'm a little off topic. Just now you were talking about masks."
"A mask used in the Hundred Faces Festival."
Liu Fengming added another sentence at the right time. It was a bit like his body shape gave people the impression that he was like a pumpkin hammer, hitting people directly in the face.
But now many people want to thank him, at least the pain can make people sober up.
Deng Chun was very cooperative: "That kind of thing is not actually called a mask. It is called a sacrificial weapon within the religious order. At least it must be called a magical weapon. Ah, I'm sorry, I'm too subjective. I'm used to it. Of course it can be called a mask. Just know what it means.
Can.
"I'm not afraid of your ridicule, Luo Xianxian. In fact, my hobby is to study mask instruments, including material selection, production and how to match them with rituals..."
At this time, Ronan's eyes turned back from Wen Huilan and said casually:
"Does it suit you too?"
"..."
Ronan's words made Deng Chun freeze for at least two seconds. That is to say, Ronan's current actions were too eye-catching. In comparison, the others were a little different and not very eye-catching.
After these words, fortunately, Ronan finally retracted his hand. A bunch of helpless people at the scene could finally take a breath.
Deng Chun followed up and asked: "Can I ask what Mr. Luo's considerations are regarding the mask material?"
"I want to see if it can be used as a substitute. I have done some experiments recently. I originally wanted to use the secret contract as a carrier, but the quantity is limited and it may take a while for new supply; secondly, I also consider the waste.
The carrying capacity of your mask magic weapon is quite good, I want to see if the material can be used as a temporary replacement... After all, it is produced by Baifengjun."
With that said, Ronan turned his eyes to Wen Huilan again and nodded to confirm: