The Path of Evolution

"Look at what you said, how dare I teach you how to do it? I just speak freely according to your request." The proprietress showed the temperament of a helpful little woman again, and Qin Sheng next to her was drunk.

However, Zhao Hao has already seen through everything. Ever since he first experienced the artistic conception of a domineering king like Wu Zetian from the proprietress, he did not believe that she was a little woman who was willing to hide behind the scenes.

He smiled and said: "Since you can speak freely, then tell me all your thoughts and I am all ears."

The landlady achieved the effect she expected and no longer hid it: "There is no way, you can find someone, someone who can talk to the senior officials in the capital, and ask him to donate the ancient city." After he succeeds, he can get some benefits for everyone, and I think it will be no problem for each of us to have a shop in this ancient city."

Zhao Hao said nothing and glanced at everyone with questioning eyes.

The matter is so important that Qin Sheng and Dong Qiantian can no longer give their opinions.

It was Huajiao who spoke up: "Ritian, if you act as the leader, I'm afraid it will be very troublesome. The boss lady's method is feasible."

"If we can find someone who can deliver the message to Beijing, this method is indeed more appropriate. If everything goes well, those of you who have criminal records here may be pardoned." Lao Miao was smoking a high-end cigarette and said: " The key is who to call to deliver the message?”

"Hahahaha, we don't need to worry about this problem." Zhao Hao laughed and looked at the charming beauty with a playful look: "Boss Boss, the person you are talking about is you, right?"

"I hate it, I didn't expect you to look down on the slave family so much." The landlady said coquettishly, looking like she had been insulted: "I'm so kind and kind to help you with my ideas, who do you think I am?"

This time Zhao Hao was a little surprised. Even if he was beaten to death, he wouldn't believe that the landlady was willing to work as a slave.

"If the boss's wife doesn't go, then who can deliver the message?" Qin Sheng felt sorry for the boss's wife for a few seconds.

"I think Yang Hong can go." Zhang Dekai stood and spoke without pain in his back: "Military Green Flower, you are from a military academy. The leaders of your school are all senior officers. Can you communicate with the superiors?"

"No, I can't do it. I have never spoken to the school leader." Yang Hong's face turned pale with fright.

"Why don't you ask Wang Xiaolong to give it a try?" Dong Qiantian had a bad idea.

"It's useless. He doesn't want to go home at all. How can he help us deliver the message." Qin Sheng rejected the proposal.

Regarding the internal discussion in China, Anne, Scarlett, and Chris sat quietly without interrupting.

Zhao Hao followed Annie's gaze and suddenly felt something in his heart.

In his impression, this girl has a profound understanding of problems and a good way of understanding people.

At this time, Anne was looking at Mr. Zhuang, the boss of Ping An Inn, consciously or unconsciously.

Zhao Hao found something unusual. From the moment he entered the hall, Mr. Zhuang didn't say a word from beginning to end. This is really unscientific. On weekdays, this dog-headed strategist talks a lot and is the boss's wife's spokesperson. Today it's the other way around. The boss's wife stands in the front, while Mr. Zhuang quietly behaves like a handsome man. If something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

"Boss Boss, Mr. Zhuang, you are all people who have seen the world. Can you recommend a suitable candidate for me?" Zhao Hao asked tentatively, carefully observing Mr. Zhuang's reaction.

"It's useless for you to find me." The landlady seemed still angry. She rolled her eyes at Zhao Hao angrily and added inadvertently: "If you still have some sense, if you know how to ask Mr. Zhuang, he will definitely have a solution."

Zhao Hao suddenly felt enlightened. He stood up and clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Zhuang, please give me some advice."

"Don't dare." Mr. Zhuang also stood up and returned the gift, saying with a guilty look on his face: "I have a stupid idea, but it's hard to say. Zhuang really doesn't want to take away everyone's credit."

Zhao Hao fully understood the shamelessness of a counselor. What's even more ridiculous is that you know that the other person is shameless, but you still have to cooperate with the show: "What did Mr. Zhuang say? We are all old friends. It's not easy along the way. What's the matter?" Just say whatever you want."

"Then I will speak out boldly." Mr. Zhuang straightened his back and exuded a kind of mysterious confidence: "Zhuang is not talented. I have a way to communicate with the superiors, and I am confident that I can help all the friends here to clear out those unfounded charges. "

"Really or not?" Qin Sheng was the first to jump up. He was accused of being a rapist and would not be able to see his parents when he went back. It would be great to be able to clear his name.

Zhao Hao was also moved. He came to the evolutionary world because he witnessed the death of the stupid policeman. He didn't know if he was charged with killing a policeman. This was a capital crime that required him to be shot.

In addition to him, Zhang Dekai, who originally didn't want to go back, also showed some excitement. There was also Lao Miao who also didn't want to go back. A glint flashed in his eyes. If he could be freed from the charge of killing the urban management officer, why wouldn't he want to go home?

Mr. Zhuang did not answer Qin Sheng's question and said enigmatically: "Brother Zhao, can you borrow the locker room?"

Zhao Hao couldn't figure out what medicine he was selling in his gourd, so he led Mr. Zhuang to a small room.

A few minutes later, Mr. Zhuang walked into the hall again, a completely different person.

The middle-aged scribe from before disappeared, and what everyone saw was a middle-aged officer wearing a neat military uniform. The epaulettes clearly read the rank of senior colonel, and he looked like a legendary Confucian general.

Everyone was collectively dumbfounded and speechless by the aura of this military officer.

"Brother Zhao, take a look at this first."

Mr. Zhuang handed over a military officer's certificate. His behavior was completely different from before, and his every word and deed had a military demeanor.

Yu Wenjun, a staff officer of a special forces...

Everyone looked at the military officer's ID card one by one, focusing on the ID photo, and basically confirmed Mr. Zhuang's identity.

"It turns out that Mr. Zhuang, no, Chief Zhuang has such a background. It's disrespectful and disrespectful." Zhao Hao sighed.

"Brother Zhao is laughing. I was a member of the first advance team and knew nothing about the evolutionary world. All my comrades died." Bones. Zhuang thought he would never be able to go back. He was so disheartened for a time that he is still alive and feels really ashamed."

"Mr. Zhuang, there is no need to blame yourself. Before I came in, people on the Internet said that the first batch of suicide squad members were all hard-blooded men. Netizens regard you as heroes." Zhao Hao flattered him and quietly showed his fox tail: "Zhuang Sir, your unit is so special, so you should be able to negotiate with the higher-ups, right?"

"Brother Zhao, don't worry. As long as I can go back, my father will still be able to convey the message even if I'm a low-key person." Xu Wenjun said with a hint of confidence.

"I wonder who your lord is?" Zhao Hao was very gossipy. It would be more reliable to find out more about such a big matter.

Yu Wenjun replied: "Before I came here, my father was the chief of staff of the Jiangnan Military Region..."

"Let me check, is that Lieutenant General?" Dong Qiantian suddenly jumped up: "Mr. Zhuang, it's so hard for you to hide it from us. If I had known that your life experience was so awesome, why should we be worried?"