Rebirth of the Campus Special Forces

After Rogoff hung up the phone, he stood up and walked around in the study.

For the people above, City Y is a dispensable existence, but for him, it is a way to make a lot of money, and he does not want to lose this way of making money.

He was hesitating whether to ask for instructions from above. He did have some weapons and people on hand, but those people were his private weapons and were used to protect his daily safety.

He didn't want to send this private armed force to City Y unless he had to.

He didn't have many enemies here, but he didn't have none. When it came to his own safety, Rogoff still didn't dare to take any chances, so he gritted his teeth and decided to ask for help from above.

After making up his mind, Rogoff picked up the phone again and dialed a number.

After about three or four seconds of dialing, the other end was connected, and a slightly mechanical but pleasant voice sounded: "Hello! This is Pafu Group. How can I help you?"

After Rogoff waited for the voice to fall, he slowly said: "Help me transfer to line zero, identity verification Rogoff, password..."

After Rogoff finished speaking, the other end fell into silence. After about a minute, the sound of being connected again came from the other end.

"Hello, Rogoff?"

When Rogoff heard this voice, he couldn't help but be overjoyed: "It's me."

But he was not very happy to hear Rogoff's voice on the other end of the phone: "If you have anything to tell me first, what important situation do you have?"

This seemed to be a question, but in fact it was a question, asking what important situation Rogoff could have that warranted this phone call.

Rogoff had already anticipated this and spoke out the lines he had prepared for a long time.

It's a pity that before he could finish his lines, he was rudely interrupted by the other end: "Shut up! Is this what you're reporting for? Do you know how precious Mr. Paffo's time is?"

Rogoff did not expect that his carefully prepared lines would not only fail to impress Ivanov, but Ivanov would not even have the patience to listen to the end. He could not help but become anxious, fearing that Ivanov would hang up: "But if I don't send

If you give me weapons and people, City Y may not be able to be saved."

"If you can't keep it, you can't keep it. Didn't you say what you said at the meeting last time? The only reason why Mr. Pafu plans to retain City Y is that you don't need any money or effort from Pafu Group! Didn't you even say that to yourself?

Have you forgotten what you said?" Ivanov asked loudly.

Rogoff was choked by Ivanov's questioning and couldn't speak: "I..."

However, Ivanov did not let Rogoff go because of this: "Isn't it just a small Y City? If you can't save it, you can't save it. It's no big deal. Rogoff, I'm not talking about you. You can't even have a small Y City."

Even if you can't handle it, you still want Mr. Paffo to give you a more important task? Just dream! No, in the next life!"

"No, that's not the case. It's because the Shanhai Gang is so powerful. It has troops, heavy weapons, and snipers..." Rogoff did not dare to accept Ivanov's words, otherwise he would never be able to climb to the top of the mountain.

The top management of Pafu Group has gone.

But Ivanov, as before, didn't want to hear his explanation at all, and interrupted him almost rudely: "I don't care what the Shanhai Gang is! If you can't handle it, you can't handle it. Making so many excuses will only make you look bad."

Even more cowardly! Okay, that’s it!”

"etc!"

Two voices said these two words at the same time, one of them was Rogoff on the other end of the phone, and the other was the man who walked out of the door.

This man is none other than Pafu Barov, the chairman of the Pafu Group.

If he had just heard Rogoff say those two words, Ivanov wouldn't need to pay attention at all.

But Pavbarov also said those two words. As Pavbarov's secretary, Ivanov really couldn't ignore it, and he didn't dare to ignore it.

"Mr. Puff."

Pavbarov nodded to Ivanov, and then asked: "What did you just say?"

Ivanov blinked. Some two-year-old monks were confused and could only point to the phone that had not been hung up and said to Pavbarov: "Rogoff called."

Pavbarov shook his head, indicating that he was not interested in knowing who made the call, but asked Ivanov: "I'm asking about what you just said."

What did you say just now?

Pavbarov's words made Ivanov even more confused. It didn't matter whether the phone in his hand hung up or not.

At this time, Rogov on the other end of the phone heard Pafo Barov's voice and couldn't help shouting: "Mr. Pafo, Mr. Pafo."

Who knows, it would have been better if he didn't shout. As soon as he shouted, Pavbarov frowned in dissatisfaction and motioned to Ivanov to hang up the phone.

Only then did Ivanov dare to put down the phone and asked doubtfully: "Mr. Paffo, I don't quite understand what you said."

Pafu's move of asking him to hang up the phone made him confused again, and he had to ask for clarification.

"Let me ask you, what was the last sentence you just said?" Pavbarov was a little dissatisfied with Ivanov. He repeated it twice, but the secretary still didn't know what he meant.

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If Ivanov hadn't been with him for some time, Pavbarov would have fired him on the spot.

Ivanov also noticed Pavbarov's dissatisfaction with him, and immediately did not dare to neglect him anymore, and hurriedly said: "It can't be done, it can't be done..."

Ivanov recalled that this was what he finally said to Rogoff.

But he had just started when he was interrupted by Pavbarov: "It's not this sentence, it's the previous sentence."

"The previous sentence?" Ivanov scratched his head in distress.

"Well, tell me quickly!" Pavbarov nodded, but his expression was a little impatient.

Ivanov could only reply hurriedly with an uncertain tone: "What do I care about the Shanhai Gang?"

Who knew that when Pafobarov heard this, he snapped his fingers and said, "That's right! That's it, the Shanhai Gang is the Shanhai Gang!"

Pavbarov smiled and finally remembered. He just heard it sounded familiar to him. Now he heard the words Shanhai Gang and finally remembered it.

Ivanov has never seen Pavbarov look so excited. On weekdays, whether inside the company or in public, Pavbarov gives people a relatively serious impression.

At this time, Pavbarov looked like a child. No, it should be an expression that would only be seen when meeting an old friend.

Could it be...

"Mr. Pafo, have you ever heard of the Shanhai Gang?" Ivanov bowed slightly, looked at Pafo Barov, and asked tentatively.