This is not a vegetable market that can do whatever you want, it is the industry of the crab committee!

Just now, a gang boss who was drunk and couldn't control his emotions. He actually teased the female clerk in the hotel and touched him. He was slapped on the face by the golden-body Luohan Ling, and teared half of his face on the spot. Someone has recommended him a plastic surgery hospital. If it cannot be cured, he may not need to wear makeup when he plays a biochemical zombie in the future.

Not long after the boss was dragged away, the corridor was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

Jiang Gaoming was confused and thought about his thoughts. The door of the office opened, and a bald handsome face was poked out, and he asked in a low voice: "Who is Jiang Gaoming? Chairman, please invite."

"It's me, it's me!" Jiang Gaoming jumped up in a hurry.

Lingyu nodded, covered the door with his backhand and said, "Get in, the chairman is waiting inside."

"Yes, yes." Jiang Gaoming responded tremblingly. In fact, he had never known the chairman and had watched the game video of Zhengde Casino, but that didn't count. He calmed down and squeezed out the gentlest smile of his life. His fingers put on the door handle, but he couldn't help but start trembling slightly.

I heard that the committee member was only twenty-five years old, and was born with divine power since childhood. He was born moody, was perverted and greedy, and was most cruel and bloodthirsty. He was killed by his own hands at least twenty. As for the unlucky guys who ordered the shooting, there may be far more than a hundred.

Didn’t I hear that someone broke the Chairman’s cup last time? He was dragged out and shot for a full five minutes! There is also Zhong Ruoxu, the boss of the former Phoenix Society, who was missing for nearly half a year and was probably thrown into Xiangjiang to feed the fish by the Chairman.

Thinking of this, Jiang Gaoming had the urge to turn around and run as far as he could. However, he quickly suppressed the urge to call him to kill himself, and barely pushed open the door. Before looking inside, he bent down and bowed 180 degrees, his forehead almost touched his toes, and shouted respectfully: "Hello, Chairman, I am Jiang Gaoming of the 'Planet Holy War Hundred-Speaker'."

"Oh, it's Boss Jiang, sit down." A low and pleasant voice sounded.

Jiang Gaoming hurriedly said, "Report to Chairman, I am not a boss. Just call me Xiao Jiang." He is already thirty years old and does not feel numb to a twenty-five-year-old person claiming to be a younger brother. It is not something that anyone who wants to be the chairman can become a younger brother.

I glanced out of the corner of my eyes and saw that there was a spacious and bright office inside, about 40 square meters, divided into two areas: office area and reception area.

There is a large black and purple desk opposite the office area, with a full bookcase on the left and two pots of lush jasmine flowers on the right. Behind the desk is a glass curtain wall with half-hanging curtains, and the sky is full of stars outside, and the night is dark. The reception area is two sets of sofas and a coffee table, which are very simple to display.

Sitting on the desk was a lazy man with short hair and a knife-cut face, he looked very handsome. He wore a bright yellow long-sleeved shirt and a rusty watch on his wrist. He was writing something on the paper, and his face was gloomy and gloomy.

This clerk with a niche face in the workplace is the boss behind the Crab Committee? Jiang Gaoming didn't dare to look at it anymore, so he sat on the sofa with his waist straight and his hands on his knees, as if he was waiting for the teacher to give a lecture.

After a while, the man stopped paper and pen and smiled and said, "Boss Jiang, what does the name of your organization "Hundred-Singer Army" mean?"

Jiang Gaoming was sweating all the time. He heard that the Chairman and Executive Vice Mayor Wen Jizu had a close relationship. Both of them were top students from prestigious universities and knowledgeable people. Don’t expose yourself to him that you are only a vocational high school graduate education level. He hurriedly smiled and said, “Report to Chairman, did not have a very powerful army in ancient Europe called the Crusader? I think we are ten times stronger than them, and ten times more ten times more than one hundred, so this is called the Hundred-Character Army.”

Chen Huayao closed the folder and burst into laughter for a moment, saying, "The Crusaders are engaged in jihad in Europe. Do you think you are ten times stronger than them and want to engage in jihad in the universe, so it is called the 'Planet Jihad Hundred Patrol'?"

"Yes, yes." Jiang Gaoming used his sleeve to wipe the cold sweat, and he had already cursed the dog-headed military advisor who named the gang.

Chen Huayao walked over and said, "Then why don't you call the Thousand Character Army, Ten Thousand Character Army, Ten Thousand Character Army, and Giant Character Army? Wouldn't that be even more powerful?"

Jiang Gaoming became more and more panicked, and in a hurry, he squeezed out three-pointers and responded: "Report to the Chairman, the ancients said the idiom of winning every battle, but they never said that they won a thousand battles. I think it still sounds more majestic."

Chen Huayao sat down opposite him. A beautiful young woman wearing a tight OL suit skirt, stockings and high heels, twisting her round and perky buttocks, walked up and whispered: "Leader, what tea do you want to drink?" It seemed that she was the chairman's female secretary.

The female secretary was in her thirties, with her carefully decorated face, her hair was tied up high, and a kind and kind smile was on her face, which made her look like a spring breeze, her figure was bulging and her back was full of charm. This guy is rare, but she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful. Unexpectedly, the chairman was just twenty-five years old, but she liked a mature wife.

Jiang Gaoming was shocked. The female secretary was the clerk who had just been teased by a gang boss. It turned out that she was a member of the chairman. No wonder the gang boss was beaten so tragically.

Chen Huayao said: "I have eaten too much hot pot these days and have a little bit of heat. Let's make a pot of Thunder Gen Herbal Tea. By the way, Sister Huang, are you still used to working in a hotel?"

"Thank you for your concern. Everything is fine. It's better than before in the bar. Your salary has increased again. My family is very happy." The female secretary replied nervously, paused for a few seconds and added: "My husband wants to come and thank you again and again. I wonder if the leader is free?"

"Haha, you are welcome to visit your husband at any time. Is he in good health? If you have the will, the company can arrange a leisurely job for him."

The female secretary immediately bowed repeatedly, as if she had received a great favor and said, "Thank you, leader, thank you!"

This middle-aged female secretary who still has charm was approved by the committee standing committee member unanimously. She must be equipped with a personal personal living assistant to the chairman, Huang Yueyun and Sister Huang. The proposal was also approved by Xu Wanlu. Sister Wan thought that he always needed a secretary anyway, so it would be better to arrange an elderly middle-aged woman with aging sex, at least safe.

After Chen Huayao chose the Phoenix Hotel as his office location, Sister Huang's organizational relationship was also transferred from the Honghe Valley Bar. She is currently the head of the first section of the Fengdi Company Secretariat. Her salary has increased by two levels in a row, reaching a high salary of 14,000 yuan. She made a special trip to serve the chairman only. When she met in person in the hotel, anyone had to call him Chief Huang, and no one could guarantee her relationship with the chairman.

Due to the chairman's mercy, Sister Huang's family underwent earth-shaking changes, and her husband Lao Wu's condition improved. Her daughter transferred to a key middle school to attend. Everything was harmonious and her life was full of sunshine.

With such superior conditions, such decent work, and such a generous salary, my husband Lao Wu had also thought about whether his hat was a little green on his head, and he had a fight with his wife. However, under the arrangement of the Crab Committee, the old Wu family moved out of the old house of only 35 square meters of the original unit and moved into a large house with an area of ​​140 square meters in the Cuikong Lake Huayuan Residential Community built by Deputy Director Yin. Lao Wu's mind completely changed.

In addition, Sister Huang also bought a second-hand Buick confiscated and auctioned by the Crab Committee for 50,000 yuan. She drove her car to and from get off work happily every day, and her dressed younger and more beautifully. Her colleagues from the old unit once cast envious and jealous eyes. The most common saying that Lao Wu said was: "Leader Chen is such a good person!"

One night, Lao Wu was drunk and said to his wife quietly: "I know, Leader Chen is interested in you. Otherwise, our family would be barely poor and the children were young. What did he think of? Don't worry, I know my location. I can never go to the room again after I get sick and I owe you something. I am sorry for you."

"Old Wu, why are you talking nonsense?" Huang Yueyun said in shame.

Old Wu said earnestly: "You must serve your leader well in the future and strive to satisfy him. He is a big man, and three wives and four concubines are nothing. If possible, give birth to one or two children for the leader, so you will at least be a famous concubine, and my face will be glorious."

Huang Yueyun's face turned red and she said angrily: "You said it nicely. She is a young boy of twenty-five years old, more handsome than Baiyoucheng. She likes me like me? Put away your thoughts and don't talk about it everywhere. If you make your leader unhappy, our family will not have to drink the northwest wind? Where do you get the money for your treatment? Where do your daughter's money for studying? Where do you get the money for living in a high-end community?"

Sister Huang always looks like a young wife who is abused and wronged in front of the chairman, and she is not ambiguous at all when she meets her husband at home.

"Ah? The leader hasn't touched you yet? How could that happen?" Old Wu actually looked disappointed. After a while, the alcohol slowly passed and said, "Since the leader doesn't like you, I'm thinking about it. Why not wait for my daughter to be older and make arrangements for her?"

Sister Huang's daughter is fifteen years old this year and is already a graceful and cute girl. She has just moved to a key middle school and has exceeded double digits.

Sister Huang vaguely had the same thoughts as her husband, but after thinking about it, she sighed and said, "Forget it, don't think about these useless things. How could the women around our leader look down on our yellow-haired girl?"

Back to the point, Huang Yueyun poured Lei Gonggen herbal tea for the two of them, walked out of the door and gently covered it. Jiang Gaoming reluctantly withdrew his gaze that was spinning on his buttocks, and said respectfully: "Chairman, I heard that the fifth enlarged meeting of the Standing Committee was successfully concluded. I would like to congratulate you."

"Oh? You're welcome, you're welcome, drink tea." Chen Huayao handed the other party a poplar tree.

Jiang Gaoming quickly took it with both hands, quickly took out the lighter to light a cigarette for the chairman, and then lit his own, and said with a smile: "I have also been studying the spirit of the fifth Standing Committee meeting at home these days, and read the guiding principles such as the "historical and cultural belief theory" and the "new patriotism theory" proposed by the chairman at the meeting."

"Oh? Then what did Boss Jiang interpret from it?"
Chapter completed!