Silver king stood up and took the statement.
"This month, under the wise command of Fyren! Under Fyren's strong leadership! Under Fyren's great vision! Under Fyren's ..."
FyrenZhang slaps the table, "Omit it! Omit it! Stop filming!"
"Oh, good good." Silver king stood straight, his suit straightened, "This month, we received thirteen batches of important customers and nineteen batches of domestic corporate tours! There are also various activities within the enterprise ..."
FyrenZhang cursed, "Are you fucking done! Did I ask you that? Did I ask you? Didn't you say that there is a 'major' and 'urgent' situation, and that you have to report to me 'immediately'?"
"I ... heard all these words when they debriefed and it felt cool to use them."
"Don't you fucking learn about high society!" FyrenZhang pointed at him, "Sit down sit down, go talk to the group's finances about this shit. Does anyone else have anything to say?"
The manager was surprised, "Silver king... is helping FyrenZhang... with the reception! Isn't he a killer?"
The chairman said glumly, "Read on."
Iron King and Copper king stood up, "Fyren, hey, both of us, also ... talk?"
"Say!"
"Yes!" Copper king was impassioned, his voice was full of magnetism, and his broadcasting accent was doubly authentic:
"Spring returns to the earth! All things revive! In the blink of an eye, it's time to report the season, when the wheel of history, rolling through the twenty-first century, our great and wise Fyren, finally came to the rut ... no, it's spring ... eh? I was ... waiting before ... Oh oh, it was Fat Choy! It's time to get rich again ..."
FyrenZhang picked up a pack of paper towels and threw it over, hitting Copper king on the head: "There's no season for me to be in heat? What the fuck is wrong with you? Don't talk about useless things, talk about the dry stuff!"
Iron King stood up, "Gee Fyren, don't get excited, we've actually been working pretty hard lately!"
"So tell me about it!"
"Yes!"
Iron King said, "We patrolled around the Fyren district as you instructed, and this month we caught four thieves, chased away three waves of troublemakers, and stopped nineteen drunken monks from spilling their wine in a big stall. There was a wave of villagers who wanted to cause trouble, and it was my brothers who personally stood over and let them beat them hard, until they were embarrassed themselves and went home ..."
The people in the monitoring room were overall confused.
The secretary looked at the chairman: "FyrenZhang... he builds houses I know, but ...Copper king and Iron King, help him run the local security! Engage in patrols!?"
The manager said seriously, "Sally, does FyrenZhang know we're monitoring him and is deliberately putting on a show for us?"
"No way!" Sally said, "I know very well whether or not the system I hacked into was detected! Don't you use your limited perception to doubt my specialty!"
Bonnie said, "But the four big kings are working for him as corporate lackeys, who can believe that, Sally, could you be mistaken?"
Sally was half dead with anger: "FyrenZhang he ... he was just in the living room with no clothes on and had CoraChen give it to him with his mouth ... oops! I don't know! Anyway, I wasn't exposed!"
Several people were silent.
The way things are going, it's unlikely that Sally will be exposed, which means that the infamous three kings, Iron, Copper, and Silver, are all doing the right thing, if not the right thing!
FyrenZhang nodded, "Well done!"
FyrenZhang pulls out a cigar and tosses it to Iron King and Copper king:
"Everyone needs to learn from Iron King and Copper king!"
Iron King and Copper king were very pleased with themselves, lighting cigars for each other, the satisfaction and vanity of having made their mark at the meeting in the corners of their eyes.
FyrenZhang said angrily, "Who the hell let you smoke cigars in the house? It's a meeting! Go outside and smoke again!"
"Ooooh."
The two men hurriedly put it away and carefully pocketed their cigars.
The manager all looked happy, "This FyrenZhang, scolding a few kings is as interesting as scolding his children. These few people, why are they so scared of him?"
The chairman said, "For a Central Quadportal mid-level brat to run them like this, this FyrenZhang, I see, has a lot of finesse."
LuluZhao was puzzled and secretly asked Sally, "What did CoraChen do with her mouth? Why don't you say it clearly?"
Sally blushed, "I don't know! You don't ask! It's not like you understand."
Gold king stood up and coughed, "Fyren, you know me. I recently looked at the recent financial statements, and I realized that we have a lot of running water as a team. We are not doing enough, and I deeply reflect on myself for being too wasteful ..."
Gold king concluded by stating, "I'm willing to take a voluntary pay cut to ease the financial pressure on Fyren!"
FyrenZhang gave him a good laugh and pulled out a cigar and threw it over, "Go out and smoke again."
"Thanks Fyren."
Silver king also hurriedly said, "I can do it too! I can take a pay cut too!"
FyrenZhang threw one to him as well, "I'm not that far behind you guys!"
FyrenZhang sighed, "I called you here today because there are some things I want to ask you."
Said the man, pulling out the business card, "Look at this."
FyrenZhang observed and realized that everyone who saw the business card would have some change in their expression, it was obvious that they knew about this company.
Not only do you know it, but you know it well.
FyrenZhang said, "See all? Fullbellywit delivery group! Who knows them?"
"Hold your horses, I'll tell you what I saw first!"
FyrenZhang said, "A man and a woman, both young, in their early twenties. The man is as scruffy as a slob, twenty-something face with a scruffy beard, holding a beer can all the time, not moving to take a couple sips ..."
Everyone looked at Hao together.
Hao was embarrassed, "I ... didn't drink much ..."
FyrenZhang goes on to describe, "The women are just fun to watch, mom can't match Sherry's speed ..."
Sherry raised her hand behind her, "Master, she's not as fast as me! I haven't even powered up yet, and she has helpers around her, I have to be on guard all the time, I can't just expose my bottom card, otherwise I'm very ..."
"Okay, okay, I'm talking about things, I know you're good."
Bonnie was half pissed off.
FyrenZhang continued, "Women! Hey, hey, hey! She's quite tall, almost as tall as Sherry, and almost as skinny, with very long legs, eh? Seems to resemble Sherry in every aspect! But she has nice breasts!"
"Yes?"
Everyone flocked to FyrenZhang: "How exactly?"
"Very round, very full kind you know right? Guess the corset was poorly chosen, deliberately tightened to keep people from realizing she's got material.Sherry's like that all the time, if she'd let go completely, she'd have ..."
FyrenZhang gestures with both hands on his chest, "It's this big right ..."
"As big as Xena?"
"What the fuck are you fooling with? How many normal people have big tits like XenaXu? Just still in the normal range, just a little bigger than average, that's all ..."
Gold king also gestures at his chest, "This big?"
FyrenZhang interrupts: "It's not the pointy shoot type, it's the orb type, the extra round, extra full kind!"
Silver king also gestures, "Like this?"
"Damn it all said it's round round, what are you bracketing outwards? It's more centered, in the front, and her dress is customized just enough to keep her boobs under control and squeezed together, I think she's afraid it'll be uncomfortable to fling them around in a fight ..."
They were in the conference room discussing Bonnie's figure.
This side of the group has been embarrassed to the point of silence internally.
You don't listen to it ... That's what you do, is you have to listen to what they say as a way of determining their ... behavior, relationships, purpose, and other intelligence.
Listen to it ... A bunch of people are talking about Bonnie's boobs.
Bonnie blushed to the base of her neck and gritted her teeth as she glared at FyrenZhang, who was inside with a wicked grin on his face.
FyrenZhang finally thought, "CoraChen! Yes, her boobs look like CoraChen!"
"Is it that big?"
"Not as big as CoraChen, just a similar type! Just kind of round ..."
"How does it feel?"
"How should I know, I haven't had a chance to get my hands on it yet!"
"I was asking about Cora."
"That ... old well! Crunchy and soft! I'm telling you guys, CoraChen used to be firmer, too, and that was rubbed soft by the dude rash!"
FyrenZhang glared and grinned, "Dude does this professionally! And how many years have I been with her? I've been checking her body since she was a kid, and I'm still a fucking gynecologist! Hahaha ..."
A room full of people gave FyrenZhang a thumbs up.
Gold king: "Fyren, I'm really impressed! You're the only one in the world who's suave and steals the jewelry!"
Silver king: "The key is that Fyren is still skillful? The average woman, under Fyren's tutelage, that definitely adds to the charm! More than one star!"
Iron King said, "All of you are missing the point.Fyren's core ability lies in turning rottenness into magic.There are many people, who are obviously very small, and after Fyren's tutelage, they become big at a later stage! What's the name of that woman?"
"Bonnie."
"Right! If she follows Fyren it won't take much, six months, and she'll still be a cup size up!"
Copper king: "At this moment, I'd like to recite a poem praising Fyren's godlike methods ... ah ..."
FyrenZhang slapped the table, "Enough! Shit!"
Everyone was quiet.
"Say something! Say something! You're getting me off track again!"
Copper king lowers his head and mutters, "You started it ..."
"Then you couldn't interrupt me! You guys wouldn't have interrupted me?"
FyrenZhang points to the business card on the table one at a time, "Fullbellywit Delivery Group! Anyone know about it? Any!?"
Tactician murmured, "It's an ancient martial arts organization."
FyrenZhang looks at Tactician, "You finally fucking said something! Specifically, say something."
Tactician sighed, "They're a national professional ancient martial artist management group, with countless experts, and the sects have to make selections every year to send their talents to them."
"It claims to be managing the order of the Ancient Martial World, but the people below carry it out in all sorts of strange ways. Some people embezzle techniques and secret books, some coerce people into using precious pills and weapons in exchange for freedom. There are even those who borrow to carry out missions and play killing games ..."
Tactician said, "They have great ideas from the top designers, but it's a complete mess underneath."
FyrenZhangFyrenZhang points to the business card, "So what do they mean by this?"
Tactician said, "It should have noticed your presence and started to investigate you, or even capture you at any time."
"Catch ... catch ... catch me?" FyrenZhang asked, "For what? What did I do for them to arrest me?"
Tactician sighed, "Do you have any precious feats or secrets on you?"
"No."
"Are there any cherished elixirs, weapons?"
FyrenZhang lied: "Neither."
"Is there a grudge against any of their people?"
"I don't even know them! Where's the vendetta?"
"And do you have the money?"
FyrenZhang was confused.
"Holy shit!"