Alien God System

The long road, looking around, the one-stop line, I don't know how long and how long it will be.

Ying Long waited anxiously, waiting in line from morning to evening, from dawn to dark, and still couldn't see where the head in front was, so he felt a bit sad.

There was a time when he wanted to see Yang Feng. How could it be so difficult.

Buzzing! The vibration of the magic mirror sounded, Ying Long picked it up and saw that it was Vincent calling, and hurriedly answered.

"How are you talking about?

That kid will arrange our people in the right place, right? "

Vincent's voice was very peaceful, with a clear look on his chest.

Ying Long slapped his lips twice and sighed: "President, I haven't seen that kid face yet."

"what?

You haven't seen him yet?

What are you doing all day running out? "

"queue!"

Ying Long smiled bitterly and shook his head, Vincent was stunned: "queuing?

What do you mean? "

"President, you should be able to think of it.

This kid is now the sizzling sweet pastry in the entire God Realm, and everyone who wants to see him is almost going to hell.

I arrived early in the morning. There were already thousands of people in front of me. It has been a whole day. I still can't see the door of his office, alas. "

"No, you are his old acquaintance, do you have to line up to see him?"

"Hey, don't mention it, I am his old acquaintance, but the previous brothers don't recognize it.

I want to lean forward, they think I jumped in the line, they have the heart to kill me. "

"Then you use the magic mirror to contact that kid and let him come out to pick you up."

"I contacted, I can't get through, I guess I will be busy now."

He let out a long breath, and Ying Long asked for instructions: "President, what should I do next?

Are you still waiting here?

Or did you send someone to line up for me? "

"You stare at me right there, and I will find a way to contact that kid."

Snapped! The phone was hung up, Ying Long shook his head bitterly, stretched his waist, pounded his back, and sighed.

My old waist, I still suffer from this crime at such a young age. When will I be the leader? Alas.

Ever since, like this, it was dark, daybreak, daybreak and night. Three consecutive days passed, and Ying Long kept queuing forward, and Vincent didn't have a letter.

When he finally moved to the door of Yang Feng's office, Vincent finally wrote: "I finally asked Alice to contact him. You can go to him directly now without having to line up."

"President, I'm already in front of him now. I don't need to find a relationship to enter the door. Your efficiency is too slow."

His face twitched slightly, Ying Long looked at the door in front of him, with an urge to cry, hung up the magic mirror, and pushed it gently, and the door squeaked open.

Yang Feng looked at Ying Long with a smile on his face: "Old friend, long time no see."

"Brother, it's so hard to see you once. It's been so hard for me to come to your door after waiting in line for three or four days."

"Oh, what the **** is this bro?

If you want to see me, just say hello to the front desk. What kind of line is there? Hahaha. "

Yang Feng laughed, stepped forward to greet him, took his arm and walked in.

Ying Long smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I told them that they didn't believe me. They insisted that I line up or they would beat me.

I'm a senior executive of Animal Dao, how can I cope with the anger of so many gods? "

"I know, thank you for your hard work.

Those people don't know you. When I say hello, they won't be so rude to you next time, ha ha ha. "

Yang Feng haha, came to the wine cabinet: "What would you like to drink?"

"Brother Yang, you don't have to be polite, let's talk about business matters!"

"Business?"

With a raised eyebrow, the smile on Yang Feng's face quickly sank: "Brother, if you just come to talk to me in private, I welcome it.

But if it's about official business, please go back, we really have nothing to talk about. "

Why... Can't help but startled, Ying Long is not clear, so: "What do you mean?"

"Brother, I am not targeting you.

It’s just that you know that I’m no longer a member of our fellow villagers’ association, I was expelled! So if you want to talk to me about the fellow villagers' association, please don't.

I am just a small acting director of the Tiandao Superintendent and I am not interested in the internal situation of other parties. "

"So that's the case, you still mind this matter."

Nodding clearly, Ying Long smiled and said, "Oh, misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding.

The notice to expel you was maliciously done by someone in our fellow villagers' association, and President Vincent didn't even know it.

After we found out, the president immediately withdrew the notice, and in the plenary meeting, he commended you for your achievements, awarded you the title of honorary member, and called on the people of the whole association to learn from you. "

Cursing his lips in disdain, Yang Feng squinted at him: "Brother, do you think I will believe it?

After expelling a member, Vincent doesn't nod his head. Can anyone in the whole fellowship be the master?

Didn't I have never been to a fellow township club?

I know Vincent's position in it. "

"Oh, it's really a misunderstanding, you have to believe me!"

"Then let Vincent personally explain to me."

"What, let the president come in person?"

His body stagnated, Ying Long thought about it: "Is this bad?

He is the president, and you are a member. How can the president visit the members in person? "

"Then you mean, I don't deserve to let him come in person?"

With a cold smile, Yang Feng raised his head proudly: "For so many days, my office has received many people.

If you don't hear anything, brother, you are the lowest position among these people.

If the two of us had a personal relationship, you wouldn't even deserve to step into this door. "

Well! Gritting his teeth tightly, Ying Long instantly felt as if his heart was crushed by a large stone, which was blocked.

Yang Feng didn't look at him, and continued: "True Gods Club, Rich Clubs, Elite Clubs...Which one of these organizations comes to visit, who is not the president-level person?

Vincent is such a big air. He doesn't want to go to the door in person if he wants to do things. He sends a hand to him. Does he think I only deserve to talk to his men?

Then don't talk about it, anyway, my list here has been drafted almost and there is no space left. "

"Uh wait, brother, you can't do this. Anyway, we are a family..." Upon hearing this list, Ying Long was immediately taken aback.

Yang Feng smiled freely: "What kind of family are you if you don't give face to the family?

Brother, you want to reminisce about the past with me, let's open champagne for free.

You want to talk to me about official business, the level is really not enough! "

bump! With a heavy sound, Ying Long was already shut outside the door, dumbfounded.

After a while, he recovered and hurriedly knocked on the door: "Brother Yang, listen to me, let's discuss everything..." "Go away!"

But before he could finish his words, he was dragged behind him by the big man behind him: "Director Yang has already seen you, so what are you doing here?

Go away, it's time for us to meet Director Yang.

If you still want to enter this door, go in line again! "