"Director Lin, you can rest here!" Li Modi's men took Lin Zhiming into a guest room and said.
Lin Zhiming looked around the guest room. The guest room was a very ordinary guest room.
"Okay! Thank you!" Lin Zhiming said to the other party.
"If you need anything, you can contact us on the phone over there." The other party pointed to a telephone not far away, then turned and left.
After watching the other party leave, Lin Zhiming walked to the balcony of the room and looked out.
The room he lives in is located on the third floor, which is not high. There is a playground outside.
Lin Zhiming pressed one hand on the railing, jumped directly over the railing, and jumped from the third floor.
After landing smoothly, Lin Zhiming tidied his clothes and walked out of the playground.
Everything went smoothly, and there was almost no sound, so that no one knew that Lin Zhiming had left the Dragon Clan's office.
Wudang City Airport.
A plane from the Imperial Capital landed smoothly at the airport.
Three people wearing dragon uniforms got off the plane.
"I'm so annoyed. Why can we, the people in the public relations department, only book economy class when they come out, while colleagues from other secondary departments can book business class when they come out!" A good-looking woman among the three said dissatisfiedly.
"Don't talk about Ning'er. If we weren't in a hurry this time, we might not even be able to sit in the economy class. The brothers who went out for business last time took the train directly." A strong man with a crew cut next to the woman said.
"Just admit it, if you don't please those people, you won't be able to leave our Public Relations Department. Wouldn't it be nice to be the flower of our Public Relations Department?" Another thin man said with a smile.
.
"Not good, not good at all. Most of the public relations department is made up of old men like you. I can't even find a boyfriend. What's the point of being the flower of this public relations department!" Ning'er pouted.
He opened his mouth and shook his head in grievance.
"I heard that our director is very young, very rich, and most importantly, very handsome. Maybe you can give it a try," the crew-cut man said.
"I've heard about it too, but it seems that I'm divorced. It doesn't make sense for a young and beautiful girl like me to find a divorced person for my first love, right?" Ning'er said seriously.
"Have you really thought about it?" The thin man gave Ning'er a slap on the back of the head, and then said, "The director is a God of War level warrior. He can't stay with us for too long. Don't think so much."
"Isn't it okay for me to think about it? I look at you old men every day and finally have a handsome boss. Is it illegal for me to think about it? I hate it!" Ning'er said aggrievedly, covering the back of her head.
The three of them walked out of the airport talking and laughing.
"It seems like someone from the Wudang Mountain Office will come to pick us up," the crew-cut man said.
As soon as they finished speaking, a black car stopped beside them.
"Get in the car." The passenger window of the car rolled down, and the driver inside waved.
The crew-cut man didn't think much, opened the door to the back seat and sat in, and the thin man also sat in.
"I'll sit in the front, and I won't sit with you stinky men!" Ning'er muttered, opened the passenger door and got in.
The car immediately left the airport after that.
"Brother, how long does it take for us to get to the office?" asked the crew-cut man sitting in the back row.
"As staff members of the Dragon Clan Public Relations Department, do you get into a strange car so easily?" asked the man wearing sunglasses in the driver's seat.
"Ah?" Ning'er and the other three were stunned.
"As a staff member from the Dragon Clan headquarters, you don't have basic vigilance. You are very disappointing to me." The man in sunglasses continued.
"Who are you?" Ning'er tilted her head and looked at the driver and asked.
The driver took off the sunglasses on his face and said calmly, "My name is Lin Zhiming."
"Lin Zhiming?" The three of them were stunned when they heard the name, and then their expressions changed drastically.
"Director Lin?!"
"Director Lin!"
The two men sitting in the back row shouted excitedly.
"You are our boss?!" Ning'er did not shout, but looked at Lin Zhiming in surprise.
"Although the Public Relations Department is not an important functional department, it is, after all, a secondary department of the Imperial Dragon Clan. Your words and deeds are more representative of the Dragon Clan. No matter what, you must be vigilant enough when you go out." Lin Zhiming
said.
"Yes, yes!" The two men in the back row nodded hurriedly.
"Boss, you look more handsome than in the photo, much more handsome!" Ning'er looked at Lin Zhiming eagerly and said.
Lin Zhiming was stunned for a moment. He was giving lessons to these three subordinates from the imperial capital. What was going on with this woman? Why did she look a little nymphomaniac?
Lin Zhiming turned around and glanced at the woman next to him. This woman had a very childish face and twin tails on her head. She was wearing a special women's uniform skirt made by the Dragon Clan. She didn't know why.
The clothes are too small or something, the upper body is tight, and the high bulge on the chest makes people unable to look away.
If I had to use one word to describe it, it would be childlike giant x.
In terms of appearance alone, this woman is not inferior to Song Siqing, and she is more attractive than Song Siqing because her face and figure form a strong contrast, and the visual impact is stronger.
"Boss, don't stare at people like that, they will be shy." Ning'er lowered her head shyly.
"Ahem." Lin Zhiming coughed twice in embarrassment, and then looked forward.
He didn't expect that there would be such a top-notch woman in his public relations department.
"Tell me your names." Lin Zhiming said.
"My name is Min Ning'er! I am twenty-four years old, 1.62 meters tall, and graduated from Yale University. Can I introduce her like this, boss? Do you want to introduce her measurements again?" Min Ning'er asked shyly.
"No need." Lin Zhiming shook his head.
"Director Lin, my name is Wang Gang. I am thirty-two years old. I was transferred to the Public Relations Department two years ago. I am currently the assistant to Deputy Director Lin." The flat-headed man said.
"Director Lin, my name is Zhao Qingchen. I am thirty-five years old. I took the exam last year and was admitted to the Public Relations Department." said the thin man.
The three of them all gave a brief introduction to themselves, allowing Lin Zhiming to get to know these three people somewhat.
"Yeah." Lin Zhiming nodded.
"Boss, why don't you introduce yourself! We are curious about you!" Min Ning'er looked at Lin Zhiming eagerly and asked.
"Have you not seen my information?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"I have seen it, but the information may not be complete," Min Ning'er said.
"I don't have anything to introduce. I'm just an ordinary God of War who is thirty years old and has less than a hundred billion worth." Lin Zhiming said calmly.
"Boss, you are really ordinary." Min Ning'er twitched her lips in embarrassment.
"Director Lin, why are you here to drive us? Shouldn't it be a colleague from the office here?" Zhao Qingchen asked.
"I just came over when I was free, so as not to trouble the local brothers." Lin Zhiming explained.
"Then where are we going now?" Zhao Qingchen asked again.
"Where else can we go? Of course to the Wudang Clan." Lin Zhiming said.
"Oh!!" Several other people nodded, not thinking there was anything wrong with what Lin Zhiming said.
The car drove quickly towards the Wudang Sect's mountain gate.
At the same time, in the Dragon Clan's office in Wudang City, Li Modi received a call from his subordinates.
"What? No one showed up? Are you saying that the people from the Public Relations Department who came from the imperial capital didn't show up?" Li Modi asked.
"Yes, the flight landed ten minutes ago. I waited at the door for ten minutes and didn't see them!" said the other end of the phone.
"What's going on? Did you remember the flight wrong?" Li Modi asked.
"No, flight number sb2500, this is the one coming from the imperial capital!" said the other end of the phone.
Li Modi frowned, a little confused as to why the few dragon clan members who came from the imperial capital suddenly disappeared.
At this moment, Li Modi's expression suddenly changed.
"Go and see if Lin Zhiming is still there! Forget it, I'll go and see for myself." Li Modi said and hurried to Lin Zhiming's residence.
A minute later, when Li Modi looked at the empty room, his expression became extremely ugly.
"Sure enough, that guy Lin Zhiming must have made his own decisions, bastard!" Li Modi cursed while calling Lin Zhiming.
As a result, the other end of the phone informed Lin Zhiming that his phone had been turned off.
"Asshole, how come this guy doesn't act according to common sense!" Li Modi shouted angrily.
"Director, what should we do now?" asked the subordinate next to him.
"Immediately contact the Imperial Capital and find out the phone numbers of the public relations staff from the Imperial Capital and contact Lin Zhiming through them! We must not let Lin Zhiming go to the Wudang Clan so easily!" Li Mo was a big enemy.
shouted.
"Yes!" The subordinates around him immediately called the Imperial Capital headquarters, and soon they got the phone numbers of Min Ning'er and others.
However, when these people tried to call Min Ning'er and others, without exception, all three of Min Ning'er's phones were turned off.
"Director, their phones are all turned off!" the subordinate said excitedly.
"Lin Zhiming from Goucao actually played such a trick on me, you bastard! Immediately power up the Wudang Sect and ask them to block Lin Zhiming from the mountain gate. All of you will go to the Wudang Sect with me." Li Modi said.
"yes!"
At the same time, Lin Zhiming was in the car.
Min Ning'er held her cell phone, looked at Lin Zhiming doubtfully and asked, "Boss, why did you tell us to turn off the phone?"
"This mission involves heavyweights such as the No. 1 martial arts sect and the Imperial Master. There is no chance that someone will call us and ask us to sidetrack us. It may be very difficult then. In this case, let's turn on the phone
Shut it down so that we can handle this matter fairly and fairly!" Lin Zhiming explained.
"Director, you are so considerate!" Zhao Qingchen smiled.
"Yes, the director is really thoughtful!" Wang Gang also flattered him.