After eating and drinking, Wang Jin and his party walked slowly towards the suburbs.
The sun shone on his face and the cool air was refreshing. Wang Jin suddenly felt like he was alive again.
Zhang Yi is on duty during the day, so it doesn't matter if Zhao Guangming goes a little later.
The tuner's working hours are very loose, not to mention that Wang Jing just has a task, and the production team's donkeys also need to have a rest period.
Leonard is even more free. He is on a business trip and does not need to return to the research institute for the time being.
Therefore, the few people were not in a hurry to take the bus, but were chatting and taking a walk.
"By the way, Lao Lei, what do you want to tell me?"
Wang Jin turned to look at the strong man beside him.
He suddenly remembered that Leonard seemed to have been abducted here because he had something to tell him.
"Ah yes."
Leonard patted his forehead.
He followed Wang Jin through life and death that night and almost forgot what he was here to do.
"Originally, my mission was to win you over to join the institute, but I guess you are definitely not willing, so let's not talk about it at all."
"However, our director hopes that you can attend the annual meeting next week. He wants to see you in person."
When he talked about work, Leonard's expression became serious, and he looked like an excellent employee.
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows.
The director of the institute wants to meet him, so this is a good opportunity.
Unfortunately, Leonard guessed it right. Wang Jin joined the company to investigate the whereabouts of his father. Of course, it is better to do less than to do more.
However, in order to avoid being left alone after falling out with the company, Wang Jin still had to pave a way out for himself.
Therefore, Wang Jin was very interested in the annual meeting mentioned by Leonard.
"It's something about the institute, so it's not appropriate for me to join in the fun."
Wang Jin shook his head. He couldn't express his true thoughts clearly.
"No no no."
Zhao Guangming patted Wang Jin on the shoulder and explained to him.
"The annual meeting is held by the governing bureau, and many forces will participate in it."
"As for its function, it's very clear."
Zhao Guangming shook his head and talked eloquently, looking like a veteran.
"On the one hand, the command bureau uses this annual meeting to win over people's hearts. After all, they have to coordinate multiple forces, and their people are also working very hard."
"On the other hand, we need to let colleagues who don't care much about Kaitan cards get to know each other, so as not to accidentally hurt our own people after meeting."
Wang Jin recalled that he and Leonard almost had a fight when they first met.
It seems that this annual meeting is quite necessary.
Zhao Guangming paused, took out the cigarette case from his pocket, and asked Leonard if he minded.
After getting a negative answer, he lit a cigarette and started smoking.
"Of course, these are the thoughts of the governing bureau, and it is different for our company."
"According to tradition, the purpose of this annual meeting is actually to demonstrate strength."
"ha?"
Wang Jin was stunned and looked at Leonard.
Leonard spread his hands and did not deny Zhao Guangming's statement.
Zhao Guangming grinned and looked at Wang Jin through the smoke.
"As you know, our company is a private organization, unlike the research institute, which is backed by the state."
"Compensation after the death of an employee, monthly salary, manufacturing of monster equipment, these all cost money."
"Wang Jin, have you ever thought about what our company relies on to operate?"
"Relying on weird stories."
Wang Jin answered Zhao Guangming’s question.
He has considered this. The company's daily expenses are enough to support Wang Jin for a lifetime.
According to this consumption intensity, even if the family has a gold mountain, it will not last long.
Of course, if there are expenses, there will definitely be income, otherwise the company would have collapsed long ago.
After thinking about it carefully, Wang Jin discovered that there are many ways in which ghost stories can be used to make money.
Not to mention anything else, one Anne alone is enough to support an entire incineration plant.
However, the company will definitely not use such low-level methods to make money. If it is revealed, it will be laughed at by peers.
"That's right."
Zhao Guangming smiled and patted Wang Jin on the shoulder.
"It's not a boring reason like maintaining world peace. The company's reason for housing Kaitan is purely to make money."
"Our main research direction is actually new energy, which was approved by the governing bureau."
"Are you talking about a car? That's really convenient."
Wang Jin touched his chin. Usually, Xiao Hei carrying him and running around on his back should be regarded as the most primitive ghost car. There is still some progress in this aspect.
"Well, that's understandable."
Zhao Guangming nodded, with an expression worthy of you.
"Of course, companies are not the only companies with similar organizations, such as our biggest competitor, the Research Institute."
Having said this, Zhao Guangming squinted his eyes and looked at Leonard.
"Ha, Brother Zhao is right."
Leonard nodded and spoke with a smile.
"Only through competition can progress be made. The Bureau cannot allow any one organization to dominate."
"Therefore, the annual meeting becomes a stage for everyone to show their strength to each other."
"When I was a kid, I saw Brother Zhao killing everyone in the ring. He was so handsome."
Having said this, Leonard gave Zhao Guangming a thumbs up.
"Hey, you are making me look very old."
Zhao Guangming squinted his eyes and curled his lips, as if he was recalling himself back then.
As for Wang Jin, he is not in the mood to care about that right now.
"Cha... Arena?"
Wang Jin very much hoped that he had heard wrong, but the expressions on the faces of Leonard and Zhao Guangming shattered his illusions.
"Don't worry, it's not as scary as you think. You are so powerful, it will definitely be easy."
Leonard patted Wang Jin on the shoulder and said with a smile.
"I..."
Wang Jin opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
His ability is only useful against Kaitan, and it will be compromised even when faced with Kaitan equipment that is partly technological, let alone used on humans.
In other words, he might be easily killed in front of other ghost story workers.
For example, Leonard could kill Wang Jin with one punch.
Moreover, it would be disgraceful to win if you pull out your hair and stick it in your eyes on stage.
"This... I appreciate your kindness. I really can't compete in this arena."
Wang Jin waved his hand, he was really a little powerless.
"Ahem...Wang Jin."
Zhao Guangming coughed lightly, and then looked at Wang Jin with a strange expression.
An unknown premonition suddenly arose in Wang Jin's heart.
"Isn't it?"
"You guessed it right."
After stubbing out the cigarette butt, Zhao Guangming spread his hands helplessly.
"The company has decided to send you."
"...can I resign?"
Wang Jin looked helpless.
This is asking yourself to die.
It would be interesting if he, a foolish man like him, was beaten to death and crippled alive.
"Don't worry, there's a bonus."
Leonard took out his mobile phone and showed Wang Jin the basic rules and reward forms of the annual meeting competition.
There is also the amount of prize money for the champion.
Wang Jin hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and seemed to have made up his mind.