Extra: Dajing Jumeng Technology Co., Ltd. (Happy Birthday to Jiangcheng, Please Subscribe!!)

It was night, and the seaside was very cold in this season. There were only seven or eight people in the huge waiting hall. The staff, wearing loose uniforms and yawning, were also lazy. This was the last boat tonight, and this was Yushan Port, a remote pier that was so lonely that almost no one knew about it.

"Sir, the boat ticket has been bought." Luo He, who was carrying a suitcase, was still dressed in the same outfit, and his face was as pious as ever.

Lin Wan'er, wearing a coat, looked at the night view outside the French window. The night was deep, and in the distance there was a blurry black that seemed to be rendered. The waves rolled closer and were finally torn apart on the reef, splashing white waves. This was really not a good day to go out to sea, whether for them or for other passengers.

After hesitating for a long time, Luo He spoke again: "Sir, tonight is the Night Watch reorganization meeting. Are we really leaving like this? I'm afraid it will be difficult for Ling to cope with the current situation alone." "If we don't leave, he will never be able to grow up completely in the town. I hope he will be in charge of a brand new Night Watch, a Night Watch that practices justice in his heart, not me, or the Crimson Puppet." Lin Wan'er slowly turned her head and looked at the travelers not far away. "I think the higher-ups mean the same thing. It's good for everyone if I leave, otherwise these people wouldn't be here." Luo He couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Except for us, everyone here is sent by the higher-ups to monitor us. That seemingly careless person is... The attentive staff members were still wearing the training boots of the executive department. They were too lazy to act with us.

But Lin Wan'er didn't care about these things. "Have you done everything I told you to do?"

"Well, I have cut off the secret lines of communication between various forces that we have arranged over the years. From the moment we left, the intelligence network that has been operating for many years has been completely paralyzed. We are now truly alone, blind and deaf to be precise." Luo He's tone was a little regretful. As a Crimson elder, he knew very well how much effort they had put in to operate such a huge intelligence network, and all of this disappeared not long ago.

"Since you have decided to let go, just do it. I believe in Xiaocheng. He won't let us down." Lin Wan'er stood up after pulling her coat on her shoulders. She could already see the dark silhouette of a ship approaching in the distance. "Let's go. The ship is coming."

When Lin Wan'er Luohe walked towards the boarding gate, a man in a brown leather jacket quickly approached the staff in the waiting hall, "Boss, are you still coming?"

The staff was a middle-aged fat man with a big belly. The big brimmed hat on his head was also crookedly buckled on his head. The whole person gave people a feeling of being unkempt. The fat man squinted and looked at the backs of Lin Wan'er and the others. "Follow, but don't go with too many people. Just two people will do."

The leather jacket man was stunned, "Two people? How can two people be enough? There are not many people on the boat. Compared to here, there are too many blind spots. It takes at least 8 people to barely keep an eye on someone. "

Hearing this, the leading fat man was amused, "Don't flatter yourself. I tell you, it's useless to bring a whole team of us to the woman in front. She would have left long ago if she wanted to leave. The reason she stayed in our sight is to give us face. Listen to me, just go up and show your respect. Remember, pick two smart ones and treat it as a public travel. "

"Is this woman so powerful?" The leather jacket man couldn't help but be stunned, "If you say so, this is at least an A-level tough character. Boss, where did this woman come from?"

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, don't say what you shouldn't say, don't you understand the rules of this industry?" The leading fat man suddenly frowned.

The leather jacket man asked for trouble, so he had to use the micro microphone hidden under his collar to assign two young "travellers" to follow, but as soon as he finished speaking, the man suddenly found that the temperament of his superior beside him changed, and the greasy face suddenly became solemn.

The next second, the fat man took off his wide-brimmed hat and straightened his body, like a sailor solemnly taking off his hat. Following his line of sight, through the French window, the man in the leather jacket saw half of the woman's profile before she turned around.

"Notify the people on board to give these two people a glass of wine if possible." The fat man holding the wide-brimmed hat with one hand suddenly said.

The man in the leather jacket swallowed his saliva and spoke carefully: "What's the reason?"

The fat man turned his head and looked at the city far behind him. There was far away from the darkness and waves of the seaside. There was a quiet and peaceful scene under the lights of thousands of houses. The fat man smiled freely and put his hat on his head again. "It's just a glass of wine. What's the reason?"

...

It was late at night. The Night Watch headquarters was brightly lit and heavily guarded tonight.

At 12 o'clock midnight, the Night Watch reorganization meeting will be held in the underground auditorium. At that time, a new generation of Night Watch cadres will be produced. Of course, the most important thing is the position of the Night Watch president. Countless eyes covet this throne.

Originally, everyone had no objection to giving this position to Lin Wan'er. The contributions made by this woman were obvious to all. Moreover, she was smart and decisive. Everyone respected and feared her, which was enough to convince everyone. However, Lin Wan'er not only declined, but also led the few remaining people of Shenhong away, and recommended Jiang Cheng to come up instead. This gave some people room to think. After all, in their opinion, no matter how much contribution Jiang Cheng made in the final battle, he was now alone after all. Wu and his weird friends were gone, so such a person was not worth worrying about.

In the office on the top floor of the headquarters building, Jiang Cheng had already put on a crisp suit. Tonight was his big day. The news about the return of No Waiting Man was strictly blocked. He wanted to give those with ill intentions a surprise.

The door was pushed open, and several people walked in, Wu, Fatty, and two young people.

After meeting Wu and his friends, Fatty's illness immediately healed, and Le couldn't close his mouth for the past two days.

There was nothing to talk about, so Jiang Cheng turned to look at the two young men standing by his side. One of them was dressed as a young man from a wealthy family. He waved a paper fan lightly in his hand. On the paper fan were written the four characters "I am born to be rich." The name is Qiang Ge.

Another young man was dressed much more casually. He was holding half a peeled orange in his hand and eating it while walking. This man's name was Xiaotian, and they were all friends of Wu.

According to Wu Yan, these two people were helpers recruited by Wang Yanhou. At the last moment when he was about to lose his mind, it was Wang Yanhou and these two brothers who helped him. Unfortunately, Wang Yanhou also died because of this.

As the helper left by Lin Wan'er, Guan Yuning was very responsible. She helped Jiang Cheng analyze the situation carefully. Now the original structure of the thirteen families of the Night Watch has been broken. Except for the Xia family, the Luo family, and the Wei family, the other families have already joined forces. Due to the suppression, it existed in name only, but the positions left by these families after their retreat were replaced by some newly rising families, and a situation of 13 separate families was vaguely formed.

"Then the higher ups are just watching these people fight with each other?" The fat man didn't understand this.

The folding fan opened with a "pop", and Qiang Ge, who looked like a rich young man, said with a smile: "Brother Fugui, you don't understand this. This is politics, the art of controlling people from above. They can accept appropriate disputes from people below, but It is absolutely unacceptable for everyone to work together, otherwise it will be difficult to control.”

"The same applies to politics and business. When running a store, the two groups of people responsible for accounting and purchasing should not be too familiar with each other. It is the same principle."

The fat man probably understood, but Xiaotian, who was sitting on the sofa beside him, threw the remaining two halves of the orange into his mouth, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Brother Qiang is right, so I am willing to go with Brother Qiang." When doing business, you can make sure you make money with just this brain!"

"Xiaotian, be low-key." Qiang Ge squinted his eyes slightly and shook the paper fan, his temperament began to change to that of an outsider, and the word "wealth" on the paper fan became more and more dazzling.

The originally tense atmosphere was instantly relaxed. Jiang Cheng believed in Wu's vision that there must be something special about these two brothers.

Taking back the paper fan, Qiang Ge raised his hand to Jiang Cheng, "President Jiang, I and my brothers are new here and want to do business in Guibao. In your words, we want to set up a company and do some business. Can we make it easier?"

Jiang Cheng raised his eyebrows, "What did you call me?"

Qiang Ge pretended to be different, "President Jiang, what, I called you early? But looking around, only Brother Jiang has the status of president. Apart from you, brother, I really can't think of anyone else who can take on this role." It’s a great job, and with the help of my brothers and me, President Jiang can rest easy.”

"Huh -" Jiang Cheng relaxed his body and leaned back on the sofa, feeling comfortable all over. "It's not early, it's not early. In fact, president is just a title, right? I'm not very comfortable with you calling me president. Really, President Jiang is just a face given by his brothers. Please don’t call him that in private in the future, as your relationship will no longer be close.”

Xiaotian poured a cup of tea for Jiang Cheng with a smile, and pasted it with a familiar look on his face, "President Jiang, I have long heard from Brother Wu that President Jiang is reasonable and reasonable. Today I saw that he is well-deserved. If not, brother, you can be the president." Isn’t that right, President Jiang?”

"Ahem."

With Wan Yuanning's coughing reminder, Jiang Cheng stuck to his heart and finally did not lose himself in the shouts of presidents, "I appreciate the kindness of both of you. It's hard to say that I might not be able to take up this position. After all, you all know that now The situation is fierce, and there are obviously more people supporting them than supporting us.”

Qiang Ge smiled freely, "What's so difficult about this? Just leave it to us. President Jiang is too embarrassed to deal with these mediocre people, so I can do it for you."

"Well, let's talk about business. I have already thought of the name of the company. According to your rules, since the location is in Dajing City, let's call it Dajing Jumeng Technology Co., Ltd. Wait for your new name. When you take office, you have to take care of our business, President Jiang."

The other party was quite agile, and his speed shocked Jiang Cheng. He hadn't finalized the president yet, but the other party had already thought of the company name and location, "Brother Qiang Ge, we..."

Unexpectedly, Qiang Ge didn't give Jiang Cheng a chance to speak. He closed the paper fan with a snap, glanced at the little queen and asked in a long voice: "Little God, you said someone wants to compete with our President Jiang for the position, what should we do? ah?"

Xiaotian stood up cooperatively, put his foot on the chair, and said with murderous intent: "Whoever dares to cut off the official career of our brother Jiang will also cut off the financial road of our three brothers. I have not said anything, but he will be punished!!"

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but wave his hand to interrupt, "Brother Xiaotian is very brave, but you have misunderstood. I...I don't like doing business, so you don't need to count me in."

Unexpectedly, the scene became a little embarrassed as soon as these words appeared. Qiang Ge took back the paper fan, and Xiaotian also sat down. At first, Jiang Cheng didn't understand, until Wu, who had been silent all this time, slowly sat up straight, with a look on his face. Showing a subtle expression.

The next second, Jiang Cheng suddenly understood. He looked at the once honest and honest Wu with a look of disbelief on his face, "You...were you the one who agreed to do business with them?"

Wu stood up after a moment's hesitation, poured a cup of tea for Jiang Cheng, and then pushed it over and said in a low voice: "Good brother, don't blame me, they gave too much."

(To be continued)