At the moment, the CEO of wechat, Lucien, feels that he is going crazy.
As the most beautiful worker in the underground city, not the emperor of the working population, he has experienced countless ups and downs in the past 20 years as the CEO of wechat. Today is undoubtedly his most miserable experience.
Even if he is caught in the middle of the rivalry between the two chaebols, what's the matter with the demand for precise division within the chaebol?
Young master Fergus, a member of the Dixon family, had just called to ask him to suppress the heat and not allow further discussion and dissemination. As soon as the phone was hung up, miss akali called here because he was forbidden to speak in the comment area and threatened to be tried by the board of directors.
Micro push was split thousands of years ago because of its huge size. Now, in addition to Dixon family and McCarthy family, there are directors of other three chaebols on the board of directors.
Moreover, the government is the true major shareholder behind micro push, and the influence of the major chaebols in the government is different, which means that every chaebol has the means to influence micro push. This is also a tacit understanding and balance between the chaebols and this huge company.
Therefore, the CEO of wechat has always been regarded as the most beautiful and the most bald position.
Few of his predecessors retired, some resigned naked, some hung up on their own, and some went to jail.
Being able to sit in office for 20 years is the longest record in the post micro push era.
After receiving the message, Lucien recalled his thoughts and opened the personal information about the "Hades" who caused the storm.
"Hades Saiban, parents are dead."
In the first paragraph, Lucien was inspired.
Generally, the guy from the orphanage is either abnormal or abnormal.
Marshal Ferdinand, for example, belongs to the latter.
Lucien skimmed through hadith's resume and was disappointed.
With a mediocre resume and pure waste materials in cultivation, he has a little talent in cooking. Because he looks handsome, he was selected by the program group as the guest of rescue after Jasper's accident.
In the column of his personal qualities, some teachers evaluated him as being full of justice.
"A sense of justice? What a rare character. " Lucian sighed.
He has solved the case. Obviously, it was just an accident.
A young man with a strong sense of justice, after his first contact with Twitter, happened to see the blood and tears complaint, angrily forwarded it, fired a shot at the famous director Horace, and then, with the blessing of traffic, it evolved into this storm.
What an interesting coincidence. I'm afraid that boy still doesn't know what happened. Maybe he's still complacent about the two full words in his sentence?
Then, now he's going to wipe his ass for an unintentional move of a middle-aged boy.
If he can't satisfy all parties, he may be able to pack up and go away.
……
"At present, it seems that the McCarthy family has decided to protect your account number, and because of the feud between the two families and the disturbance just caused by the kitchen King competition, the message you sent will not be deleted." Xi closed the bracelet and looked at MEG.
"So, what were you doing?" McGonagall asked seriously.
"Submit observer log." Xi also answered seriously.
McGonagall: "and
He thought that this line micro push can tenaciously live, because Xi's military forces participated in the wrestling, emotion... She didn't work at all?
Xi saw McGonagall's mind and explained: "since it is certain that this message will not be deleted, let the bullet fly for a while, and then let the military enter. It doesn't seem to be so obviously related."
McGonagall nodded thoughtfully. Although the military's end can expand the situation, it will undoubtedly raise the vigilance and suspicion of the major chaebols.
He wanted to enter the McCarthy family. His background must be clean enough.
McGonagall couldn't get in the fight, and he wasn't in a hurry to send a second tweet.
The kitchen god competition has opened his PK channel. In just half an hour, the pK value has reached 1.3 million.
However, in the ranking list, the pK value of the highest ranked player has reached 130 million, and the lowest one has more than 80 million.
McGonagall points to open the video and begins to understand the process and rules of the kitchen god competition, so as to prepare for the upcoming eight finals.
About half an hour later, the warship stopped outside a big city.
MEG stood in the driver's cab, looking at the huge city surrounded by dozens of meters high walls in front of him, with a look of wonder.
It was a big city he had never seen, more than ten times larger than the city of chaos.
Towering high-rise buildings, as well as suspended castles in the sky, make the city look like three-dimensional.
Countless flying cars in the sky, there seems to be an invisible road constraining them, orderly.
"This is tuck city?" Asked MEG.
"Yes, tuck, the capital of the dungeon, is also the first fortress." Xi nodded and looked at the huge city in front of him. His eyes were also amazed.
"Why set up city walls in such a high-tech city?" McGonagall raised his own question.
If the city wall with a height of tens of meters is placed on the continent of Nolan, it may still have some functions. But in this world of flying cars per capita, is there any value in the existence of the city wall that can be penetrated by sniper guns?
"The underground city world is also full of danger. This is the wall set up at the beginning of the construction of the city. For tens of thousands of years, it has been continuously strengthened by later generations. What you can see is only tens of meters of the surface." Xi calm road.
McGonagall immediately understood that this huge city with hundreds of millions of people could probably imagine the degree of defense it needed.
"And now? Do I go directly to the recording site? " Asked MEG.
"Warships are not allowed to enter tuck city without permission. I'll fly you to the scene." Xi goes to houcang.
"You're not going back to Nolan?" McGonagall was surprised. He thought Xi had finished his task just by sending him to the dungeon.
"When you come to the underground city for the first time, I will be your assistant in the whole process to help you complete the task." Xi walked into the dressing room and closed the door. Three minutes later, a young working woman in a black professional suit came out.
"Beauty, who are you?" McGonagall asked as he looked at his pretty face and the mother of glasses in black frame glasses.
"From now on, I'm your agent, Lola, a newcomer." Xi's voice also changed, the original high cold voice became a bit gentle.
"All right." MEG nodded.
As a new agent, he doesn't resent someone's advice behind his back, not to mention Xi, a beautiful woman who doesn't speak hard.