EFB Chapter 217 Pusa's Actions
Chapter 217 Pusa's Actions
Lin Mo was full of helplessness, "Mr. Yue, please stop laughing at me. Mu Siyi is indeed beautiful, but to me it is nothing more than eye-catching. I am not keen on this."
Speaking of this, Lin Mo's eyes turned, "If you want to talk about eye-catching, Teacher Yue is also an eye-catching!"
"Hey you kid!" Chu Qingyue pretended to be angry and kicked him up.
Ding!
The elevator door opened, Lin Mo brought Chu Qingyue back home, and finally stopped on the balcony on the second floor.
Outside, there is a city view of high-rise buildings, but it is not as good as at night.
Lin Mo was thinking, moved a little closer to Chu Qingyue, and spoke in a low voice.
"About Mu Siyi, I want to ask you and the higher authorities what you mean. If the situation permits, I want to bring her in."
Chu Qingyue smiled, "I guessed that you had this idea."
Seeing this, Lin Mo couldn't help but his eyes brightened slightly. Looking at it like this, it seemed that there was something going on!
"Then what do you say here?"
Chu Qingyue's expression became a little serious, and she also lowered her voice and said slowly, "Strictly speaking, Xiaoye's personnel are all selected by the top."
"But because of your special status, your nomination still has a certain weight."
special identity……
Lin Mo understood it almost instantly.
This special identity should refer to two meanings, one is his hidden professional identity, and the other is that he can basically be sure to be the future Sequence Captain.
"I don't know how much you know about Mu Siyi's situation. Her father is a federal councilor in Pusa City, and her mother is the management of the Pusa City Professionals Association branch. As far as the family situation is concerned, there is no problem."
"If you are sure, I will respond to the higher-ups, but you have to be clear about one thing. Even if Mu Siyi comes up, her future ownership is still uncertain."
Uncertain... In other words, even if she enters Xiaoye, she may not necessarily be a member of his sequence in the future, and may be snatched away by others, or assigned.
Lin Mo smiled, "It doesn't matter, those are not important."
Anyway, it's fine for people to come in first now, and when his sequence is established in the future, the situation may not necessarily evolve into what it will be.
Chu Qingyue nodded, "Okay, then this matter will be handled like this, and I will tell you when there is a result."
...
In Pusa City, in a certain building.
It seems that there is nothing special about this building except that it is a little taller, but anyone who is aware of the turmoil in Pusa City in recent days will know that this is undoubtedly a brand new building.
Because it was built on top of the collapsed Suncheon Building!
28th floor, office.
Boom!
"Come in!" The voice from inside the door was full of air.
The one who walked in was a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes. He looked about forty years old, but his steps were still extremely capable.
The middle-aged man walked to the desk and stood firmly, his body was as straight as a military posture.
"Chairman, another round of review has been conducted on all aspects of Lin Mo to ensure that there are no other mistakes."
Behind the desk, the thick-backed middle-aged man paused when he heard the movement of his hands, stood up after thinking for a moment, and walked slowly to the French windows.
Outside the window is the street scene of Pusa, full of traffic.
The chairman stood there for more than ten seconds, and finally smiled softly, talking to himself slowly.
"I, Takeo, retired to Pusa for ten years. I didn't expect that today, I would be slapped in the face by a young man in front of everyone."
"It's just a pile of rubbish, and it's too easy for him, Lu Yuan, to think of me, Takeoki."
Takeoki's voice stopped abruptly, he took a deep breath and looked at the city in front of him, as if making a final decision.
"Silent, write back to that person, happy cooperation."
Behind him, Liang Wusheng nodded without any expression, turned around and backed out.
But at the door, Liang Wusheng suddenly stopped, "By the way, Chairman, Young Master is still in confinement, look..."
"Hmph!" Wu Xiong let out a cold snort, got up and walked to the desk, "Don't mention that kid to me, I'll get angry when I mention him!"
Liang Wusheng looked helpless, and felt that his head was a bit big, "Chairman, it's not that Young Master is really inactive, but it's just a bit of fun. It's been ten days since he was confinement for the Chinese New Year. I believe Young Master will reflect on it... "
"Of course I know what kind of virtue that kid is!" Takeoki put down his teacup, "If that kid really has no brains, I, a daddy, would have broken his legs long ago!"
"Wait another three days, and let him out again!"
"yes!"
...
"System, draw!"
"Ding! The system draw begins!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the gentleman's gloves!"
Lin Mo's sleepy eyes gradually woke up, and a hint of doubt gradually appeared in his eyes.
Gentleman gloves?
What is this?
Since the appearance of the lottery draw function, although not every item is so practical, at least there have been no waste products.
And now...
Isn't this Laoshizi glove a pure waste product?
Is there something hidden?
Lin Mo took out the glove and found that it was a white glove.
Putting on the gloves didn't make any difference.
Lin Mo couldn't help being speechless, what is this?
Wash, go downstairs, all in one go.
Qin Xiao has no intention of coming back yet, it seems that he will fight alone this time in the professional league.
Although, it was originally a single-player competition system.
And today is the time for him to play.
Although the vast majority of ordinary professionals have gone through the preliminaries, but officially entering the preliminary stage, the number of people in the competition is still as many as several hundred.
Lin Mo is quite annoyed by this, when will this fight.
Get in the car, the red 812, it's a relatively ostentatious sports car, anyway, Lin Mo is not afraid of being in the limelight when he is going to race.
Entering the match scene, Lin Mo felt the heat of the league.
In the era of professionals, the public's attention to professionals can be described as extremely turbulent, just look at the number of people in the auditorium.
We waited until almost noon before Lin Mo finally got to play.
The arena is large, the venue is large, and the auditorium around it is quite crowded.
The referee watched that both of them entered the state, standing on a flying skateboard and rising into the air.
"Game start!"
Lin Mo's opponent was a rather burly man with a swollen face and a vicious look.
As soon as the referee's voice fell, the guy stepped forward and shouted with great momentum.
"Ma Zhenxing! Thirty ninth-level fighter professionals from Jiangzhou Comprehensive University, please advise!"
Lin Mo felt helpless when he heard this, and raised his eyes to glance at the other party lightly.
"Lin Mo, Jiangnan University, fifty fifth-level hidden occupation."