Li Chuanhai looked at the prepared documents and asked still with a look of disbelief.
In fact, he has been granted great authority. As long as Ding Xiaoyi passes through the corridor, the union will agree to all the mentioned requirements as long as they can meet them.
On the one hand, it is to withdraw their [privilege order]; on the other hand, it is also to win over and show goodwill.
Even though there are as many disaster spirits as dogs now, at the dragon level, there are only two of them, namely him and Song Xingxue.
There may even be many places where we need to rely on them in the future.
But Li Chuanhai didn't expect that Ding Xiaoyi's request was so simple, just a piece of land.
"That's enough. If you want anything else, you may not be able to come up with it, right?"
Ding Xiaoyi took the document and signed his name carelessly.
Li Chuanhai was startled, and then nodded in a disgraceful manner. What he said was on point. With this guy's family background, if a lion really opened his mouth, the union might not be able to get it by selling iron.
"By the way, you want such a big piece of land, what do you plan to build on it??"
Li Chuanhai took the document and asked seemingly casually.
Ding Xiaoyi can naturally see what Li Chuanhai is worried about. After all, the union has spent so much effort and resources, even scraping bones to heal the wounds, to pull out this cancer in the major families. Of course, it does not want a second one to appear again.
A huge family of giants appears.
"Don't worry, old man, what my son will inherit in the future is beyond your imagination...the sea of stars!"
He wanted to say, "Huangquan Farmhouse", but when the words came to his mouth, he felt it was inappropriate, so he had to change it to "Stars and Sea".
Anyway, it's almost the same. After all, the child's mother has built a huge empire and is waiting for his children to inherit it. He doesn't like the alliance to gain some wealth.
Besides, he wanted this land for only one purpose.
Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but twinkle in his eyes when he thought of the Yi people's advanced technology for using spiritual energy.
"I want this land to build a school."
In fact, I wouldn't care about any privileged orders, if it weren't for the mission given to me by the emperor, so that I could clean up the evil ghosts who escaped into the world of the world.
He has already been waiting for his wife to give birth.
The reason why I want a piece of land is, on the one hand, to make it easier for me to clean up the evil ghosts in the future. There are so many evil ghosts who have escaped from hell. If I have to clean them up on my own, not even ten years, not even a hundred years will be enough.
Therefore, we still need to mobilize the power of the masses to clean out these evil spirits.
On the other hand, it also provides reassurance to the trade union.
After all, if I say, I don’t want anything, the union probably won’t be able to sleep peacefully.
"Build a school??" Li Chuanhai raised his eyebrows slightly and said with some surprise: "Are you going to teach??"
"No, I don't have time!" He shook his head: "But I have already found the principal and vice-principal, you can find me some more teachers."
There are so many talented people in the union, so he wants to find some more teachers, although it is a bit suspected of poaching the union.
But you can’t teach all magic, right?
This thing is quite a test of talent. I still used [Gu Lingshan] to absorb Augustine's power to gain the ability to enchant.
Strictly speaking, my talent in magic is not even as good as that of Wang Xiaowu.
Besides, the reason why I built the school is a little selfish. My child is about to be born, so my child always has to go to school, right?
You can't just follow his mother everywhere and learn robbery at a young age, right??
When I think of my own child, holding a big knife, imitating his mother's behavior, and looking like he is fighting for the sky and the earth, I get a headache.
If you don't follow his mother, follow yourself...
Thinking of the personalities of gangsters like Fatty and Old Bad, their children would be so familiar with them... Just thinking about it made Ding Xiaoyi feel chills.
So I became more determined in my mind to build a school. It would be better for my children to go to school in the underworld.
It's obviously not possible to go to an ordinary school, but currently there is no school in the Alliance that openly teaches psychic powers.
Since there isn't one, why don't you just build a school for your children?
"Do you really think so??"
After Li Chuanhai heard his idea, he was immediately overjoyed: "If this is the case, I have a candidate in mind and I strongly recommend him for the position of teacher."
"who??"
This is the first time that I have seen Li Chuanhai so enthusiastic, and I thought that this old man would not recommend himself?
"Hey, prophet Bai Yusheng."
Li Chuanhai patted his chest and whispered: "This is the union's trump card, a rare prophecy system. It has made the union avoid the fire pit several times, but... it never speaks easily."
"Prophecy system?"
This was the first time Ding Xiaoyi had heard of such a mysterious ability, and he couldn't help but think much more highly of the union's background.
In addition to [Dongfeng Express] and [Heikru], I didn’t expect to have such a king bomb as the prophecy-type spiritual exterminator.
No wonder the union dared to make Project Moth such a big fire.
The two of them didn't chat for a few words before Li Chuanhai took the matter to his own hands.
I believe the trade union is also happy to see this happen.
After all, after spending so much effort to pull out the cancer of a wealthy family, isn't the ultimate goal just to fully promote psychic skills to everyone?
The school Ding Xiaoyi is a very good pilot project, which is why Li Chuanhai is so enthusiastic about it.
After finalizing the school affairs, Li Chuanhai received a text message. After taking a look at the content of the text message, Li Chuanhai's face darkened.
The content of the text message was very simple, it was the news of the death of the Grand Archon.
Li Chuanhai was not surprised by this. This old man who had been in power for many years had already rotted away his body. He could only hold on to this day by holding on to his breath.
Although the union has some unnatural means, the Grand Consul is unwilling to use these means. According to him, birth, old age, illness and death are all natural phenomena, and he has lived long enough.
There is nothing in this era that makes him miss anyone, so he might as well go find those old friends as soon as possible.
But even though he had been mentally prepared for it, when he received the news, Li Chuanhai still felt waves in his heart.
He no longer had the interest to continue chatting with him. After the two said goodbye to each other, Ding Xiaoyi was sent out of the base.
Oh! Before I left, I didn’t forget to ask for a stack of money from myself so that I could recharge my phone bill.
Walking out of the base, the midday sun was shining on his face.
Standing on the mountain, looking at the tall buildings and bustling cities in the distance, it seems that all the haze has been swept away with this day.
He believes that the world in the future will only become more and more exciting.
And he is afraid that he may not be the protagonist in the future, but this gives him something to look forward to.
Taking a deep breath, Ding Xiaoyi immediately tore the void apart, left the area, and quickly disappeared in front of everyone.
His request was quickly sent to Master Jiu's desk.
"A piece of land to build a school?"
Looking at the report sent by Li Chuanhai.
Master Jiu looked particularly surprised. He slapped his thighs with his thick palms and smashed his mouth: "It's really unexpected. I thought it was the two hardest bones to crack, but I didn't expect the request to be so simple??"
The two bones in Master Jiu's mouth, one is Ding Xiaoyi, and the other is Song Xingxue.
Song Xingxue was in District 22 and publicly revealed his strength as a mid-level dragon. Even if he severed all ties with the Tong family, how could Master Jiu really relax?
It wasn't until the two came into contact that Jiuye discovered that Song Xingxue's request was incredibly simple.
As long as the union returns to normal, all files about him will be officially overwritten to ensure that no connection between him and the Tong family can be found in any information or files.
Even the three words "Tong Xingxue" will only be displayed as garbled characters on any electronic file in the next thirty years.
This was Song Xingxue's request. At that time, Master Jiu even suspected that this boy was playing tricks on him.
But in fact, his request is so simple.
As for Ding Xiaoyi, he only wanted a piece of land, and the purpose of the land was to build a school.
That's why Master Jiu sighed when he saw this report. Thinking about it, there is an old saying among Xia people, "The poor are wise, the rich are wise." Although it is a bit overgeneralized, it is not completely unreasonable.
"Master Jiu, Sachs is clamoring to see you. As for Casa, Merlin, and Duan Guorui, they are very cooperative. Those old guys in the Eastern Conference seem to be still thinking about negotiating terms with you."
Speaking of this, Master Jiu's confidant whispered: "In addition, thirty minutes ago, the Grand Consul... passed away."
Hearing this, Master Jiu's originally relaxed expression gradually became serious.
Flashing tears welled up in his eyes, but they were quickly held back.
Because the matter is not over yet, the remnants of the Eastern Parliament, the paralyzed trade unions, and the dilapidated and depressed economy of the entire alliance, these burdens are falling on his shoulders.
And next, he had to face his past friends, even his former lovers, as well as the family patriarchs of the Eastern Council, and he had to deal with it with all his energy.
As for Sachs, the clown, Master Jiu had no intention of meeting him.
"Let's go, we always have to give an explanation to the times." As he said this, he stood up from the sofa, picked up his military cap and put it on his head.
His deep eyes suddenly became tough, and he led everyone away quickly with firm and powerful steps.
As the office door gradually closed, the entire office became quiet.
There is only the yellowed photo on the desk. The two young figures on it are in their prime years, with smiles of hope for the future hanging on their faces...