Pirates: Start by rejecting the redhead's invitation

Seeing Bingshan coming back, Marco naturally waved to him and said hello: "Long time no see, Mr. Bingshan."

"Just over two years." Bingshan came to where Lin Mo and the others were, looked at Lin Mo and Enilu, and asked, "Are they two people with white beards? Why don't I remember them."

Marco waved his hand and said: "It's normal that you have no impression. They are not on our ship yet, but we won't know for sure later."

After finishing speaking, Marco looked at Lin Mo meaningfully. Just because he couldn't help Lin Mo, it didn't mean that his father couldn't.

In Marco's view, Whitebeard is the most influential person in the world, and no one can refuse Whitebeard's invitation.

Lin Mo knew exactly what Marco was thinking and didn't bother to talk nonsense to him.

On the other hand, Enelu stared at the iceberg and said, "You have the final say here?"

Bingshan looked at Enelu and scratched his head: "That's right."

The boatman complained: "Our Carrera Company was founded by Mr. Bingshan. Mr. Bingshan is also the market of the Seven Rivers City. Not to mention this factory, Mr. Bingshan has the final say in the entire Seven Waters City."

"Oh, you can do it." Marco smiled, "You actually became the mayor."

Bingshan waved his hand and said, "It's just that everyone loves me too much. By the way, you guys are not here just to chat, right? What's the matter?"

Marco pointed to Lin Mo's spaceship and said, "There is a hole in their ship and they want to repair it."

"Oh, it's not a big problem." Bingshan looked at the boatmen and said, "Let them make arrangements."

The boatman said helplessly: "Mr. Bingshan, the factory has a lot of orders now, and we are seriously short of manpower. Although the problem on their ship is not serious, we can't jump in line, right?"

Bingshan touched his chin and thought for a while: "Yes, let's arrange it according to the order of the orders first. The shortage of personnel is indeed a big problem. In this way, I will make a job recruitment notice in the next few days to recruit some people."

"That's great," the boatman said excitedly, "I can finally get a new job!"

"By the way, I also need to hire a secretary. There are more and more jobs lately, and I can hardly arrange them myself." Speaking of work, Bingshan couldn't help but sigh.

Lin Mo: "..."

Good guy, it seems I’ve finally caught up...

As far as Lin Mo knew, the woman who would become Iceberg's secretary in the future and several top-notch shipbuilding technicians at Dockyard No. 1 were all undercover agents of CP9.

This wave of recruitment will probably bring them in...

So, is there any hint in recruiting workers in front of him?

Lin Mo was speechless for a while.

Think about it or forget it. The progress tasks of the system cannot be determined by what he deliberately thinks of. He can just take care of it as it comes. According to the nature of the system, the progress tasks are almost always arranged according to his direction of action.

of.

In other words, the so-called progress tasks are not actually fixed.

Therefore, there is no need for him to cause trouble for himself, he can just do whatever he wants.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo said: "In addition to repairing the hole in the cabin, the external shape of the piercing is also changed."

Enelu: "?"

"External form?" Bingshan was stunned for a moment, then looked at the spacecraft, "I think this form is okay. It's very special. At first glance, it's not a ship for ordinary people."

"I guess you have a good vision." Anilu was very sure of Bingshan's words, then looked at Lin Mo and said puzzledly, "I think the appearance of the ship is fine, there is no need to change it, right?"

Lin Mo said speechlessly: "I don't need to be special, just change it to a normal style."

Enel was very frustrated.

Marco covered his mouth and laughed.

Bingshan looked at Lin Mo and then at Enelu, and asked: "Then who has the final say between you two? To change or not to change?"

Lin Mo said indifferently: "Change."

Enel wanted not to change it, but he couldn't make the decision at all...

"Change, change..." Enelu said with great reluctance.

"Haha, okay, let's make arrangements then." Bingshan looked at the boatmen and asked, "When will it be their turn to repair their boat?"

"It has to be the day after tomorrow." The boatman thought for a while and replied, "If you want to change the appearance, it will probably take some time. Moreover, the internal structure of their boat is very strange. The gears and other things inside cannot be moved, right?"

"Of course not!" Enelu insisted, "As long as one part of the structure is not in the place it should be, the ship will not be able to fly."

"Uh, okay, okay." The boatman said helplessly, "I understand..."

"Fly?" Bingshan asked strangely, "Can your ship fly?"

The boatman rushed to answer: "How can the boat fly? I must be bragging."

"No." Marco said with a grin, "Their ship can really fly."

Bingshan said in surprise: "Huh? Really?"

Lin Mo asked speechlessly: "So, how many days will it take to pick up the boat?"

Bingshan touched his chin and estimated: "The factory is currently under manpower shortage, so we can only spare three or four people to make modifications. It will take about two or three days. You can pick up the ship in five days."

"Okay." Lin Mo nodded lightly and without saying anything else, he walked along the water bank to the bustling streets on the water bank.

Enelu followed immediately.

"This guy's weird temperament of not wanting to talk to others has really not changed at all." Marco couldn't help but smile and shook his head, looked at Bingshan, and said, "That guy has this kind of character, don't be surprised, then, let's

Leave first, this ship will trouble you."

Bingshan nodded and said: "Haha, being young is good. Go ahead. If you have anything, you can come to me at any time."

"Okay, goodbye then." Marco waved to Bingshan, then turned around and chased Lin Mo and Enilu.

Watch them go away.

The boatman couldn't help but muttered: "What a bunch of weirdos, how could the boat fly... Mr. Bingshan, don't be fooled by them."

"No." Bingshan shook his head and said, "Marco is not someone who would make such a joke. When the ship is improved and they leave, you will know whether the ship can fly or not."

Lin Mo walked around the waterfront for a while, passed two arch bridges connecting the waterfront, and finally found a tavern that had just opened a few days ago.

When Marco saw Lin Mo about to enter the pub, he couldn't help but rub his chin and muttered: "You are really an out-and-out drunkard. Your drinking capacity can probably match that of my father."

"You have always been your father, are you your biological father?" Enelu asked speechlessly.

Marco smiled and said: "Not my biological father, but better than my biological father. Dad is the most tolerant, generous, manly and strongest person in the world."

Lin Mo was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and went directly into the tavern.

Because it was close to noon, there were many customers in the tavern.

There are still a few empty seats at the bar.

Lin Mo went directly to the bar and sat down, looking at the tavern owner who was wiping glasses in front of him.

He was a very tall man wearing black clothes, a little shorter than Eniro, about two and a half meters tall, with two horn-like hairstyles on his head, and a dull expression.

This special appearance allowed Lin Mo to recognize this person's identity at a glance.

It seems that the people from CP9 have entered the Capital of Seven Waters...