Every boss must have a recorder around him.

Record the boss's words and deeds so as not to forget anything.

This time, Boss Qin's words were too informative, and there was only a rustling sound left at the scene. All the evil ones were thinking and pondered without saying a word.

Qin Ye didn't speak, and he walked slowly along the dock road. This kind of scenery with the same color as the sea and the sky is enough to make people intoxicated even if there is no clear water and blue sky.

"There is a way to do it." Zhao Yun took the lead in breaking the silence and walked quickly to Qin Ye: "Originally, I couldn't directly transfer the yin and yang pictures to the living, but my current realm... I can break a little bit of the yin and yang iron rule, and last for about four hours."

"Enough." Qin Ye said with satisfaction: "We are not suitable for the establishment of large-scale diplomatic relations and trade. This is a signal that China is about to come out again, not good. But... some people are more anxious about this spiritual disaster than us."

"The real big head is the government of the world. With the national strength of China, they... can support countless companies for us! When this wave passes, the production lines of Yinsi and light industries should be able to stand firm."

"What we want is to let them see the strength of the underworld and the efforts of the underworld. Now every weight is important enough. The peace of the seven provinces is our biggest weight, and these... are the last trump card to dispel their last doubts and prove that the underworld has already set on the right track!"

He walked slowly with his hands in his arms, nodding slowly on both sides. The amplitude is very important. Too fast will make the other party feel that you are too terrible, and too slow will make the leader feel that you are slow to react. Obviously, two decent people on the scene were deeply rooted in the essence of the officialdom, and they were not fast or slow, just right.

Qin Ye continued: "And, when we negotiate with the world in the future, it is important to keep allies confident. For example... the development of forbidden techniques?"

No one thought of this, and all the evil ones were stunned for a few seconds. But soon, the scholars reacted: "Are you talking about... a super rare mineral vein like a resentful soul crystal?"

Qin Ye nodded and reacted very quickly.

Li Chun rubbed his chin with his thumb and index finger, and his eyes were bright: "The law of yin and yang communication. Where there are rare mineral veins in the world, there are high probability that there will be in the underworld. For example, top jade, jade, or large oil fields, rare earths... So, your Yin-Yang talks will start from now. Obtaining strong support from the world is one, sustainability is the sheep... No, sustainable development is the second."

Qin Ye glared at him.

How do you speak?

What is sustainability?

This is called long-term communication between you and me. It is the difference between a one-night x and a solid cannon. Can it be called a snatch?

That is called gentle caressing, and removing excess hair along the way...

Zu Chongzhi frowned slightly: "Forbidden Technique... Sir, if you want to consider the forbidden Technique, the lower official wants to apply to go to Fengdu. Although there are many Guitian Gu, maybe..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Ye shook his head: "No, you are more precious than a book, and..."

He looked at Zhao Yun calmly: "It's too early to say this now. At that time... I'm afraid you will be surprised to be unable to close your chin. The most important thing at the moment is to do the first maritime trade diplomacy since the founding of the People's Republic of China. Each of them performs their duties. If anyone makes a mistake, I will definitely pursue it to the end!"

"yes!!"

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The wind roared desperately on the sea, like the elegy of hundreds of millions of ghosts. Ghost fires floated in the sky, Ivantov sat at the bow of the boat, looking bored at the view outside the window. He took a deep mouthful of vodka.

The golden liquid poured out of the bottle and turned into a pitch-black yin energy dissipated at the corner of his mouth. He looked at the sea yin beast surrounding the fleet, similar to seagulls, but only skeletons left, and the pounding sea yin beast in his eyes, and sighed.

Cut land and compensation... What a shame for a first-class underworld? But it is so natural to put it on the underworld in China.

He didn't know exactly, but only knew that the Russian underworld lost, and it lost very badly. The goods of this fleet were filial to the underworld of China. Of course, some of them were trading items, and the artworks of China were famous internationally. However, it has not been seen for a hundred years.

"There are more than ten days left for the Chinese Spring Festival..." He took out a gold-inlaid pocket watch and looked at it, closing his eyes: "How could China suddenly open the sea trade route? How many underworlds dare to trade with this behemoth for a hundred years?"

At this moment, the deck suddenly became noise. Ivantov was stunned and rushed to the deck immediately. Within his eyes, most of the crew pointed in surprise.

What's going on?

He looked over in surprise, and the corners of his eyes leaped the next second.

In front is the famous Kyushu Zhengshen barrier.

But before the barrier, twenty ships had already stopped, and the leader was the Black Pearl, which had disappeared for hundreds of years!

When... the vodka bottle in his hand fell to the ground and turned into a yin energy scattered. He looked ahead in a daze, and his mind was in a mess.

Freighters from Africa...

How many countries did China open up maritime trade with? This...is a signal that China wants to come out again?

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Yanjing, the family courtyard of the cadre of the Special Investigation Office.

This is probably the only place in the living area where there are no troops or investigators in the provincial and ministerial family courtyards, because... if I hadn't wanted to be liberated, I'm afraid there would be no ghost willing to approach here...

The family resident not only lives with investigators, but also their ordinary family members. Surprisingly, a family composed of two investigators is very rare. Few people know that Yanjing No. 54 Primary School next to the family resident, and Yanjing Reunyuan Middle School are directly affiliated to the family resident. Every 90 o'clock, many elderly people walk around the yard with their grandchildren. This picture will not end until the sun sets.

The family yard is greened very well, like a big park. It is difficult to estimate the value of this kind of land in Yanjing City, let alone the buildings inside are all small high-rise elevator villas. However, the internal chat methods of residents here are a bit strange...

"Does your old king often come back late recently?" The sunset was setting, and an old lady with silver hair was holding her grandson, carrying a vegetable basket, smelling her companion, and was also a white-haired old woman. The other party nodded and sighed: "Yes, I heard that the Yin Qi index in Zhuzhou fell sharply, and the upper part was observing. I heard that she was considering whether to cancel the alarm."

"Good thing!" The old lady carrying a vegetable basket smiled, then sighed and looked at the sky: "What kind of world is this... Amitabha..."

After saying goodbye at the door of the villa, the old lady took her grandson into the elevator. Just so happened that a young man in Zhongshan suit was looking at the elevator. When he saw the old lady coming, he politely moved away: "Aunt Ma, what are you eating tonight? So many dishes?"

"Eat something casually." Aunt Ma was a little fat and smiled very auspiciously: "Are you back so early today?"

"Oh... it's not too early. I'll have to go there later. I'm so busy now..."

During the chat, the elevator had already shown the first floor. Aunt Ma was about to walk in, but the young man suddenly grabbed the other party and said in surprise: "Aunt Ma... Where is your grandson?"

Aunt Ma was stunned for a moment and looked down at the grandson she was holding had disappeared at some point!

"How could this be... what's going on!" Two seconds later, Aunt Ma's vegetable basket fell to the ground with a thud, covered her mouth and screamed, looking around with anxiety. However, at the same time, the lights of the entire villa flashed and the door closed. In the darkness, the numbers of the elevator fell down wildly!

-1,-2,-

3... Until -18! Moreover, the number has turned into a strange pale blue color.

Who is peeking in the dark?

"Aunt Ma..." The young man had already squatted down slightly, and his true energy, which belonged to the level of soul-retaining, poured out with all his strength, and whispered: "No matter what happens later, you just run out... don't worry about me."

Aunt Ma covered her mouth. As a family member of the special investigator, except for the beginning of screaming, the whole process was extremely quiet. Her eyes were filled with fear and shock.

In just two seconds, the elevator rose rapidly from -18 and soon reached 1. With a ding dong, the elevator door opened.

No one.

There were only a stream of yin energy that emanated through the gaps in the elevator.

"No, no one?" Aunt Ma put down her hand, covered her heart, and said in a trembling voice.

The young man did not reply, but looked around vigilantly and whispered: "Who is the ghost? How dare you come to the family resident of the Special Investigation Office? Seeking death?"

Still no answer.

The young man took a deep breath: "There are two judges here, if you dare..."

"Wait a minute..." Suddenly, a voice sounded from the empty elevator: "Family Courthouse? I'm not looking for the wrong one?"

The young man suddenly discovered that a young man in black wearing ancient clothes and impermanent hat was printed on the wall of the elevator.

This is... He blinked his eyes, and his heart was relieved: "Are you?"

"I'm not bad." Wang Chenghao patted his chest: "Please take the bottom lane and go to the headquarters of the Investigation Office."

“…Why should I lead the way?”

"I can't find it... Yanjing is too big... I always tell me the north and south when I ask for directions, and we all say left and right! Isn't this a trick!"

I always feel that there is something wrong with this script... The young man pursed his mouth for a long time and said in a deep voice: "Is there something wrong?"

He did not think that Wuchang could make any waves at the headquarters where Director Lei was stationed.

"Yes." Wang Chenghao became solemn and looked straight at the young man: "After March, the three eastern provinces and the Pearl River Delta are liberation. The underworld is about to send troops across the country to gather the ground, and the spiritual disaster will come soon when the end of the spirit disaster. As the assistant to the King of Hell, I came with the order to negotiate intentions with the world."

The young man's eyes suddenly lit up and he said cautiously: "Please come with me."

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Pengqiu City and Chengxin City, these two cities with the only two underworlds, are like two pools of water.

Water is not dead, but no stone can make its waves. Everything should be done, stimulate entertainment, stimulate consumption, release of banknotes, establish media, and real estate development... However, even the most ordinary ghosts have discovered that the crux of the problem is not whether the idea is good or not, but that the backward productivity of the underworld cannot keep up with the pace of the ruling team.

So, it quieted again from the hustle and bustle at the beginning. Waiting for the next "big update" of "Underland Online".

Meng Zhiming, who has experienced a series of major events in the reign of King Yan of Qin, quelled the rebellion, distributed entertainment products, and launched a large army to attack, has become calm. Everyone can feel that the current ruling team in the underworld is working hard to change the living environment of the ghost people. However, some things cannot be done overnight.

This calmness ends at 10 a.m.

"Old Meng!!" Zhao Xinggang, next door, pushed open the door and gasped because he was too excited: "Have you read today's Underworld Weekly Report?"

"A new policy is released, is it there?" Meng Zhiming calmly put on the chessboard: "Come on, kill a game first..."
Chapter completed!