When she left the balcony and walked into the cocktail scene again, the terrifying number one spy on the black prison returned to her body, exuding a gloomy and strict atmosphere, like a poisonous scorpion waiting for an opportunity to make everyone approach

People feel chilled.

"Sir, the Minister of Finance, Jay, ask for a meeting." The ghost fox came in to report.

"Let him in."

After the ghost fox went out, the Minister of Finance came in, rubbed his hands, and said with a flattering face, "Sir, have a few friends in my subordinates who want to recommend it to you."

"Who?"

"Former Director of the Security Department Earl Xu Feiyang, former Deputy Director of the Archives Bureau Viscount Theon, former Deputy Director of the Trade Department..." The Minister of Finance said several people in a row, all of whom were old ministers of the previous dynasty.

"What are they here to see me?" Chen Xing asked.

"Don't you think that some officials are too low in their abilities and do not match their positions? For example, the current customs chief used to be a reseller/arms, and the current economic consultant graduated from the foreign pheasant military academy..."

"That's it..." Chen Xing thought for a while and decided to meet these old ministers of the previous dynasty. After all, the country is so big, someone still needs to do the work. The customs chief who was a military dealer and the economic consultant of a third-rate military academy student, indeed

A little too much.

"You go and prepare a side hall, make tea, and we will drink and chat later."

"Hey, let's do it right away!" The Minister of Finance left with great excitement as if he was injected with chicken blood.

Chen Xing raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky, thinking about something.

There were so many things that happened to him during this period, like riding a roller coaster, flying up and down, rising and falling.

He couldn't help but think of a classic old song on earth.

Life is like the waves on the sea, sometimes rising and sometimes falling. Good luck and bad luck always have to follow the work. Three points are destined to heaven, and seven points are determined by working hard. Only by fighting with love can you win!

"Three points depend on life, seven points depend on fighting!"

"Since the wind is coming, then..."

"Try it again!"

Chen Xing shook his wine glass and drank it all in one go.

Then with a clang, he smashed the wine glass and turned around and walked into the reception.

Volume 6, the top spot, ended.
Chapter completed!