In charge of Luo and others looked at the director together.

The bald director, with a general's belly, and a beautiful yellow flower on the center of his head, noticed everyone's sight and said calmly, "It's all about what I do, I won't raise your salary even if I see."

The person in charge, "···"

They didn't point to the increase in salary, after all, their directors are stingy.

But he has an advantage, he does not arrears of wages, and he also likes to give them some benefits and bonuses every few days.

For the sake of bonuses, it doesn’t matter whether they really want to raise their wages or not.

Anyway, just don't sting their bonuses.

"Guide, let's not talk about salary, we will talk about the Biological Research Center."

Corinna smiled and said, "Yes, Director, the Biological Research Center asked about the detailed coordinates, what are you going to do?"

"Not much."

The director was upset by their questions, and the beautiful yellow flowers on his head trembled, "I don't have a way to coordinates now, so I'll talk about it when the show is over."

“The Biological Research Center won’t be happy.”

Another person in charge responded, "That's a group of scientific research madmen. If other endangered protected species appear, they may not be in a hurry."

"But this time the Mist-Scented Beast appeared on the extinction list. With the temperament of the group of people in the Biological Research Center, they had no patience to wait until the program ended."

"I will try every means to put pressure on the program team to get the coordinates of the wild star."

I originally thought that the director would be shaken, but I didn't expect that he would remain calm as usual, and Liangliang said, "If they can put pressure on me, I will compromise and wait for the next life."

As he said that, he looked at Sanning, who was addicted to digging clams on the beach, and retracted his gaze and looked at everyone, "I think you have been in the Central Star for too long and have a bad mind."

“What is the purpose of the Huangxing Survival?”

“What is the core motivation of the show?”

“What is our responsibility?”

As soon as the three questions came out, everyone's expressions suddenly became dazed. Life was too stable, which made them almost forget why the program Huang Xing Survival appeared.

Now that I was suddenly reminded by the director, my memories of the past emerged like a tide.

call--

After breathing a sigh of relief, everyone said seriously, "Don't worry, we know what to do."

"Before get off work, one person handed me a 5,000-word review. I need to make some key points here. Please do not have an electronic version of the review. All handwritten, and all the words of each intelligent race are written. Have you heard it?"

It is impossible to do if you don't want to hear it.

The person in charge Luo was the first to protest, "It's too much to guide you. There is no problem in reviewing and handwriting. You can read all the words of each intelligent race. This is a big problem."

"If you do this, I would rather deduct my salary than write a review."

There are thousands of intelligent races. Each intelligent race has its own exclusive civilization and written language. With the general text, good guy, let alone get it done before get off work, it won’t be done in a few days.

"The project volume is too large. According to the method of guide, we can't handle it on the verge of guarantee. Don't expect it. Just use common words. You can do it yourself."

As the words of the person in charge Luo fell, the remaining person in charge, including the planner, responded to protest.

The technical center instantly became a vegetable market. The buzzing sound made the yellow flowers on the director's head open completely, and not only did they start to fall petals.

A petal swayed from the top of the head and floated past the director's eyes.

He gasped like a toothache, and quickly reached out to catch the flower spots and then looked at the petals in his hand and his eyes were red.

Just when the person in charge Luo thought he would cry, he sniffed and put the petals in his pocket, and said coldly, "All protest?"

"Yes."

It is related to your own hands, and it is impossible not to protest.

We must argue with reason.

"Director, you change it, this one can't be finished before get off work."

"If you can't finish, then quit."

The director said this as soon as he said, and the person in charge Luo and others were immediately happy and asked happily if it was true.

If it is true, they will go and report their resignation report. They will get off work normally and will not come tomorrow.

There is no need to write a review.

The director was so upset that he knew that this broken mouth would cause trouble.

He stuffed his hand that was about to slap himself into his pocket, and said with a cold face, "Don't think about quitting, don't think about it in this life."

"You are my employees in your life, and you will still be my employees even if you die."

"As long as you review, you can write it in a common language."

Everyone suddenly smiled relievedly, but as soon as the smile rose, they heard the director say again, "Remember, it's five thousand words, one more word, not one less word, not one less word, just five thousand words

.”

Everyone, "···"

To be honest, I have a very rough and rough word in my heart.

This guy Awwen is so fucking doggy, he is simply not a human.

The director is not a human being, he is the Huang Yu clan and has nothing to do with people at all.

So, he didn't care about everyone's thoughts, just said, "Can you do it?"

"···able."

Everyone gritted their teeth, unwilling to respond.

The director was satisfied when he heard the sound, "Stay well and contact me if you have any situation."

Xiaobian, I want to see me laugh at you, but I can’t kill you.

Isn’t it just the group of immortals in the Biological Research Center?

He, Aowen, lived for two hundred years, and has not yet failed anyone.

"Let's walk slowly!"

"Let's guide you down and come back!"

"Another petal on your head fell off again!"

"where?"

The director who was walking quickly towards the gate screamed and turned around to pick up the petals, but found that there was no one in the huge technical center except for the technicians.

Director, "···"

Madan, I was fooled by these bunny guys.

"Where are their people?"

He asked angrily, and said lazyly, "Run away, don't run away and wait for you to scold me."

As he said that, he waved his hand and drove away the flies, "Let's go quickly, don't be in our technical center. It will affect our sleep. It will affect our efficiency."

"puff--"

The technology next to me couldn't help laughing. The director's face turned black, green and black. After a while, he hummed, "I'll listen to you fart, I'll tell you, sleeping, if it's time to delay the work, I'll

Deduct your salary and bonuses.”

"Do you remember?"

"Remember."

The technology spoke in unison, but the voices were lazy.

The director didn't say anything when he heard the sound, turned around and left.

Just a few steps away, the phone call from the Biological Research Center came again. Listening to the terminal elf’s notification, the director endured it again and again, and finally couldn’t help but get the communication connected with a irritable temper.
Chapter completed!