v10 Chapter 1638： Grassland warning

Ten minutes later, the white man pushed in and said tremblingly: "Boss, Zorro has been sent on the plane."

Berkeley nodded in satisfaction, waved at the two men indifferently, motioning them to leave.

The two of them were immediately amnesty, and they turned and fled without pause.

But just as they were about to step out of the room, Berkeley suddenly stopped them.

"Klaus, you will take over as my assistant from now on. You can start preparing..." Berkeley said blankly.

Hearing these words, the strong white man staggered his legs and almost fell to the ground.

To succeed Zorro?

Didn't this kill her?

"Boss, maybe you're thinking about it, I'm a stupid person, I really don't want to be your assistant..." Klaus said with a wry smile.

It is true that Berkeley’s assistant salary is quite high, often tens of millions, but you have the life to take money, you have no life to spend it.

When the ghost knew, he was sent to Africa by a plane!

Rather than suffering in Africa while holding a gold mine, he is more willing to choose to enjoy a blessing in the United States while holding a silver mine. Although the money is less, the victory is safety and no life is in danger.

Stupid?

Hearing the words of his men, Berkeley chuckled: "If your mouth is smart and you are really inappropriate, I like people with stupid mouths."

Klaus: "..."

This is really not playing cards according to the routine!

"boss!"

"The Seville Prairie has beautiful scenery. If you go now, you might be able to catch up with the great migration of wildebeest..." Berkeley said with a smile.

Sevilla steppes, wildebeest migration?

In a daze, Klaus saw his ragged figure running wildly on the prairie.

Uh... terrible.

"Boss, it's my honor to be your assistant..." Klaus leaned forward slightly, saluted Berkeley, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will do my best for you and the company. service……"

Berkeley nodded contentedly, and waved to Klaus: "Go get ready, start working tomorrow."

"Okay, boss..."

"Crack..."

The door to the room closed again.

The smile on Klaus's face disappeared without a trace at this moment, replaced by the bitterness of his face.

Go to the special assistant, go to the special Africa, go to the special Berkeley!

He couldn't wait to press Berkeley on the ground and rubbing wildly.

But by the way, he dare not.

Berkeley is his boss after all, and he still holds the supreme power in his hands.

"Shusha..."

Klaus and his companion walked side by side on the beach corridor of Palm Cove.

Klaus's steps were heavy and his face was dark.

"Congratulations, congratulations, Klaus, you are now the boss' personal assistant, and you can take care of your brother in the future..." beside Klaus, another strong white man broke the awkward atmosphere.

Congratulations?

Klaus thought about breaking his head, and didn't know where the joy came from!

He was warned by Africa, and he liked a hammer!

"Born, if you dare to say one more thing, don't blame me for inviting you to take a gun." Klaus said with a cold face and voice.

"Uh..." Byrne continued to speak, opening his mouth, unable to speak for a long while.

"Shusha..."

The heavy footsteps sounded again, and the atmosphere in the air became invisibly suppressed.

"Klaus, what are you going to do?" After a while, Byrne still spoke.