“Do you want to join the church as a professional to work?”

The headquarters of the Commercial Church is located at the southernmost end of Mosk. It is made of water marble and wood turquoise. The paint on it is platinum colored. In this modern building, the tall lady responsible for attracting professionals to the church looked at the man in front of her with a tangled face, and was a little at a loss for a moment.

"No, I don't want to work."

Zhou Li slumped on the comfortable sofa, slowly shifted his gaze to the woman, and said calmly: "I'm very lazy, I don't want to work at all."

Taking a deep breath, the receptionist still kept a decent smile and asked Zhou Li softly: "This is the area for our business church to enter the church. Since you don't want to work, what do you want to do when you come to us?"

“It depends on your work.”

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"I don't want to make things difficult for you either. You don't have to worry about me, I'm waiting for someone."

After making a little joke, Zhou Li sat upright and said to the woman in front of him: "Just ignore me now, someone will pick me up later."

"Only the union of this church's staff members enter here. Today is the Day of God of Grace. Other employees except me are praying. Who is your receptionist? Do you need me to contact him?"

As the world's second largest economy, all reception staff of the Commercial Church are of a ridiculous quality and their service attitude is excellent. So even if the receptionist is left for a small joke by Zhou, she still maintains enough politeness and asks Zhou Li regularly.

"He shouldn't be a pious thing. Don't worry, the person who picks me up will definitely have time."

Zhou Li picked up the free candy in front of him, opened one, threw it into his mouth and chewed it twice. Then he looked at the three words spicy on the candy peel in his hand and fell into deep thought.

Yours, Silver Lord, will you die?

Soon, the empty hall fell into a dead silence. The tall front desk girl crossed her hands on her abdomen and looked at Zhou Li blankly, not knowing what to say for a moment. Zhou Li began to study which spicy candy was developed. Sooner or later, he would close the factory.

"Or I'd better contact you."

After a long time, the girl spoke a little embarrassedly and said to Zhou Li: "The one who received you is likely to be praying. I'll contact you to avoid delaying your affairs."

"I'll send a message."

Zhou Li accurately threw the sugar syrup into the trash can, then took out the communicator, dialed a number under the girl's awkward sight. After hearing a familiar ding, Zhou left the mouth and said to the person on the other end of the phone:

“Where did you buy your spicy candy?”

It was obvious that Zhou Li would ask this question on the other end of the phone, so he was silent for a long time. After a while, Yinjue's unique magnetic voice sounded and said quietly: "Mosk Second Food Research Institute."

Obviously, Zhou Li didn't expect Yin Jue to really answer his question, and he was silent for a moment.

"Is there anything you have?"

Yin Jue on the top floor relaxed his body and asked calmly: "Is there anything more important to send me a message at this time?"

"Didn't I tell you yesterday that I'm coming at 3pm today?"

Zhou Li's sudden questioning made Yinjue's body stiffen. He sat upright slowly and asked in a questioning tone: "When did you tell me you were here at 3:00 this afternoon? I have no impression."

"A child cannot be taught."

Zhou Li sighed with a cold sigh and said to Yinjue: "Didn't I meet you on the street yesterday?"

"Ah, right."

"Did I say hello to you?"

After hearing Zhou Li's words, Yin Jue frowned and began to think about the deep meaning of Zhou Li's greeting, "Good morning, Mr. Street Lamp", at that time. Then he heard Zhou Li's next words.

"After I say hello to you, do you still remember what I did?"

What did you do??

Yinjue was stunned. He thought about the meeting between the two at that time, and then replied: "What did you do?"

"I patted you on the shoulder three times!"

Zhou Li accused indignantly at the other end of the communicator: "I pat you on the shoulder three times, which means I'm here at 3:00 this afternoon? Why? Didn't I show up in the afternoon? Next time I need to pat your head below, right?"

Faced with Zhou Li's vulgar and unreasonable words, Yin Jue Ren was stunned. After realizing what Zhou Li meant, he took a deep breath and asked quietly: "Then why didn't you tell me directly that you were coming to me at three o'clock?"

"You don't understand."

Zhou Li was trapped in the soft sofa and said earnestly: "I won't play with the riddle man. If you understand it, wouldn't it be broken?"

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Yin Jue was completely confused. He could not understand what Zhou Li's operation meant. He didn't understand. If Zhou Li really wanted to meet him at 3 pm, wouldn't it be over? But Zhou Li also said that if he understood Zhou Li, he would be in vain.

Wait, is he amusing me?

"Come here to pick me up. Your place is too big and I can't find the way."

Just when Yin Jue was a little confused for a moment, Zhou Li spoke again, but he was not the topic just now. "I almost found the wrong building when I took the elevator just now. Please come down and pick me up, Aligaduo."

After ignoring the four unknown words Zhou Li said, Yin Jue thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Where are you now? Mr. Yin will receive you."

"Uh, here..."

Zhou Li looked around, then faced the confused girl at the front desk and asked, "Friend, where is this place?"

"Silver Pavilion Reception, Fourth Floor."

After answering this sentence mechanically, the girl suddenly came back to her senses, and the expression on her face gradually turned into astonishment. After all, Zhou Li mentioned the word "Silver Gogh" clearly just now, and at the same time, looking at his expression and tone, it seemed that there was really a Silver Gogh opposite her.

What's going on?!

“The Silver Pavilion reception on the fourth floor.”

After Zhou Li said something, Yin Jue opposite asked Mr. Yin to pick Zhou Li upstairs. Even though he knew that Zhou Li was playing with him just now, Yin Jue did not have any negative emotions such as anger or contempt. He was still in a stable mood and his expression remained the same.

Mr. Yin, who was standing by, didn't know what the two of them said in the communicator just now. Of course, in order to avoid his blood pressure, Mr. Yin, who thought he did not have the same nature as Yin Jue, didn't want to know. After receiving the order, he took the elevator with a helpless look on his face, came to the fourth floor, and walked towards the reception desk of Yin Pavilion.

After seeing Zhou Li's back, Mr. Yin took a deep breath, sorted out his appearance, and then forced a smile to greet Zhou Li. After all, this person is also a brave man and is the object of the gods. It is better not to cause conflicts or not to cause conflicts.

"I'm very happy to meet you, Mr. Zhou Li."

Hearing familiar words, Zhou Li's thoughts suddenly returned to that summer. He sighed lightly, as if he was missing the wonderful time of the disgusting Magnan nobleman, and sighed: "You are too happy too early."

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After all, Mr. Yin was ready to disgust Zhou Li, so he had no psychological fluctuations. He smiled and said to Zhou Li: "It's okay, I will always be happy. Please come with me. Your Excellency Yinjue has been waiting for a long time."

"Waiting for the Hammer, if I hadn't answered his questions and answered him, he still wouldn't understand my deep meaning."

Zhou Li complained unhappily and waved to the girl with a dull face and said goodbye to her. He turned his head again, looked at Mr. Yin, who was smiling and silly, frowned and said, "What is on your neck?"

At this time, Mr. Yin was wearing a large stack of silver necklaces around his neck, full of various strange words and patterns. Mr. Yin subconsciously looked down at him, and then said to Zhou Li: "Today is the Day of God of Grate, these are my prayer tools."

"You prayer utensils..."

After taking a look at the silver necklace with solid materials and pearls, Zhou Li tskated and a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes, "You are now slipping on your neck, aren't you tired?"

“To show my loyalty to God, these are nothing.”

Mr. Yin was not angry at Zhou Li's offensive words. He just turned around and took Zhou Li towards the elevator.

With a ding sound, the elevator door slowly opened, and a small room that did not meet Yin Jue's identity appeared in front of Zhou Li. The reason why it was said that it did not meet Yin Jue's identity was because the size of this room was about the same size as the standard room where Zhou Li lives in the hotel, up to twenty square meters. As a vampire who controls the world's second largest economy, Yin Jue should have a room where you can drive.

"Is this his office? So small?"

Zhou Li has been to Yinjue's office at Twelve Ke, which is very big and magnificent. But at this time, the room in front of Zhou Li is not only small, but also has no luxurious decorations.

"His Excellency Yinjue advocates spending money where it should be spent. He does not care about comfort, but only cares about the development of the commercial church, so His Excellency Yinjue specially ordered the office to be built into a normal shape."

Speaking of this, Mr. Yin's face was full of pride. As a boss, Yinjue can be said to be a model of the commander. Yinjue is willing to spend money on his subordinates and even more willing to distribute benefits to his subordinates. He will issue every order like a leader, and will teach his subordinates as harshly and kindly as a teacher. Therefore, even if the essence of the business church is a profit-seeking group, Yinjue has relied on his personal charm to gain support from everyone.

"Le, the difference between your reason and fart is that it doesn't taste much, of course it may have something to do with your brushing teeth."

Zhou Li, who is well aware of the nature of these kung fu masters, sneered and said indifferently: "If you say this, it is better to tell me that your Lord Yinjue wants to play some office games with your secretary and have close contact every day."

"How can you insult Your Excellency Silver Lord so much!"

For Mr. Yin, you can scold him, and he can use his snobbish ability to tell whether you are good or not and choose to swallow your anger. But if you scold Yin Jue, as a loyal subordinate of Tianzi No. 1, comparable to Levitra, Mr. Yin naturally scolded him angrily:

"Mr. Zhou Li, don't speculate on your own. As the leader of the church, Mr. Yin Li never seeks personal gain. Every gold coins he has relied on his own abilities. He has never used his power to force anyone to obey him. Moreover, Mr. Zhou Li has always been consistent in his words and never despised in doing face-saving projects! Mr. Zhou Li, please take back your words and do not insult Mr. Yin Li."

You are really filial and calm.

Zhou Li felt speechless for the first time. He began to apologize to Levice from the bottom of his heart. At least Levice knew that Magnan III was not a good bird, and Mr. Yin in front of him actually said these words from the bottom of his heart.

"It's okay for you to believe what you said. It can also give you a psychological comfort, but it's almost enough to deceive your brothers by saying this. You won't lose any piece of meat if you believe you, but don't just take it seriously. It doesn't matter if your brother is deceived by you, and your brother will smile. It's really not that your brother wants to break your defense. Think about it carefully, who else will believe your words except your brother?"

Sighing, Zhou Li patted Mr. Yin, whose face was red, pushed open the office door, opened his arms, and smiled enthusiastically at Yinjue, "Oh, my friend, I'm so happy to see you."

"I'm the same."

Yinjue was not angry at all because of Zhou Li's words outside, or he didn't care. He just stood up and politely reached out to Zhou Li and said, "I'm glad to see you, Your Excellency Brave."

"Don't be kind, I deserve it."

After saying something wrong with the donkey, Zhou Li sat in front of Yin Jue. A glass of honey milk was placed in front of him. It was obvious that Yin Jue knew Zhou Li's preferences.

"You know, I don't like sweet drinks."

Zhou Li spread his hands and said innocently: "Do you have any bitter coffee? Give me some time."

Yinjue smiled and handed Zhou Li a cup of bitter coffee, as if he had expected it. Zhou Li laughed at this, put the bitter coffee aside, picked up the honey milk and took a sip, and then said to Yinjue: "Which scapegoat are you going to find?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the whole office became cold. Yinjue narrowed his eyes, sat upright slightly, and asked in confusion: "I don't understand what you are saying."

"No need to install it."

Zhou Li leaned on the chair, swaying his body, and asked lightly: "You have a route to sell Jinggui in the underground black market. A few days ago, my subordinates were attacked by a large number of Jinggui. Even if it wasn't for you, you will definitely not be able to escape, right?"

Yinjue was silent. He now understood why Zhou Li kept joking about him.

He was warning himself and warning Yinjue to show his identity. He is a brave man. Once you stand completely opposite him, Zhou Li doesn't have to take himself seriously as a brave man. He wants to make a joke about Yinjue, but Yinjue can only bear it on the surface. Now that Zhou Li has seized his handle, he must sit at the same negotiating table with Zhou Li.

"What do you want?"

Yin Jue sat upright, stared at Zhou Li, and asked calmly: "Let's make a price."

"Simple."

Zhou Li raised a finger and said calmly: "I don't want much."
Chapter completed!