The supervisor does not die from a debt

921. Are you ready, let's start

When the supervisor played a certain negotiation expert game, the live broadcast effect was first-rate, nothing else, because he was able to smoothly turn all negotiation-related issues into negotiation, and there was no way to play the game properly.

The same is true now. When the other party says that he knows the past and the present, he asks how he was blown up. This behavior is collectively called... death.

'My name, no one knows, no one can find my whereabouts'.

After all, it’s a MLM criminal, but this thing says that he came from the end of time and can go to the beginning of time, does it sound like...

"Since you don't mind asking, can I ask a little question. Since you are going to the farther past, what are you doing here? There are not many employees, and they were loyal to the company before. This turned around and defected. , Do you dare to use it?"

Don't you worry that all 12 people are traitors. When they were in a meeting, they suddenly took out their daggers, and one of them came up with a knife. After being stabbed to death, they began to divide and eat.

"At that time, remember to say,'Judas, do you still have you!"

[White Night]'s patience seemed to run out, and the soft light surrounding it began to dazzle, and the feeling of comfort gradually turned into a biting and fierce. It is more suitable for infidels to come to torture, so it is straightforward to start directly, so as not to be contaminated by the containment room.

"If you can't say it, just do it. It's really embarrassing to be a MLM leader to do this. I'm more silly and talkative than you!"

In the pain as if the body was about to be burned, the supervisor said these words without trembling. Compared with the pain during training, this burning sensation is a fart!

Then there was no more, the burning sensation disappeared in an instant, the supervisor felt as if he had left the world all of a sudden, and everyone became light-hearted.

I stood there with some doubts, moved my shoulders a little bit-only heard the cracking sound of'pop', the sleeves and jacket were directly torn apart.

Looking down at his hands, the supervisor was surprised to find that it might really be an illusion of perception, because there were no scars on the surface.

The white light in front of him seemed to form a thick and heavy wall, which was insurmountable, but the supervisor did not have the idea of ​​passing through—what is the point of a baby with wings?Can't kill it.

When the supervisor turned his head, he saw that a metal ball stopped dangerously and dangerously on the back of his head... Did you really hit an iron ball?What should I do if I die?!

So after smashing the door of the containment chamber, the supervisor stood in the corridor. This quiet and silent feeling was really unbearable, not to mention that he couldn't even hear the sound of his own heartbeat.

So, should I stay here or just start working again?The elevator can't operate, and the scope of activities is limited to this long corridor, at most, to the lobby.

To be honest, this meeting has been completely settled. The essence of this thing cannot be kept. If you stay, the supervisor will have to be crazy, or the employees will be crazy, unless you can find a way to convince Christina that the brainy brain is squeezed in with the office. Launched from the rocket.

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"No, there is no need to consider your proposal. [White Night] will come to the outside world in its heyday after the first or even an instant after leaving the company's control. Do you dare to take this responsibility?"

Completely, it feels scary to think about it, so there is no way to launch this one?

"Yes, I hope you can be more cautious."

The supervisor scratched his head, feeling that this restart was a bit worse than last time. After all, it was really fruitless, and it hadn't even started for half an hour.

So his prudent method is very simple. Put the mercury lamp on the table, then take out the notebook and stand up: "OK Chris, let me go down."

Then Victor suffocated and watched the supervisor put his hand over her head, stuffed Datri Ann a handful of candies, and left easily.

The entire process continued until entering the [White Night] containment chamber. Before it spoke, the supervisor directly hugged his arms and raised his head, facing the dazzling white light.

"Dommam, I'm here to negotiate terms with you."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm on the stage...cough, silly, I'm here to negotiate terms with you, it's your business to accept or not, now get out of here immediately, where you love to go is your business, don't come to harm Will my company succeed?"

[White Night] didn't use words to answer, but the dazzling light and the attack that seemed to be condensed into an arrow could not be faked, and then the work stopped abruptly, and the supervisor once again escaped from the silent world.

Returning to the office again, I looked up and saw Christina showing there. This time the supervisor directly raised his hand: "Okay, don't say anything extra, Ling will tell you, now let me go."

"..."

There was no change on the surface. In fact, Victoriga had secretly gritted his teeth and passed a handful of candy over his head. The supervisor continued to the door of the containment chamber and opened the door to enter.

"Fool, I'm here to negotiate terms with you, do you mean to change your mind?"

The supervisor didn't know what Bai Ye was thinking, but this time it paused for a while before speaking in an unidentifiable voice.

'I stay here just for an opportunity.'

"Speaking, I don't understand. Then do you want to get out, if you don't want to, we will be stuck like this, you or me, must be crazy, have the ability to kill me, hit me here, yes, hard."

Pointing to his forehead, the supervisor is not afraid of the weight that seems to be huge, joking, he has suffered even heavier blows during training. This is a wool.

'What I ask is only for salvation, I have listened to your cry, and I can fulfill your request.'

After going around in such a big circle, it seems that I don't intend to let go. There is no way, just like the supervisor said, [White Night] or him, it must be crazy.

This kind of self-esteem can't swear at others, so I can only passively be picked up by the supervisor until the anger erupts, and then give the supervisor a one-way ticket.

After backtracking, the previous round of behavior continued. The supervisor passed the candy and walked into the containment room staggeringly again: "Fool, I'm here to negotiate terms with you, oh how many times are these? I don't want to count, after all, I The mind is quite simple, don't think about complicated things."

He stretched out his hand, and then was illuminated by light.

"As long as you roll, we are all happy, if you don't want to, then get stuck, I can even play the game for a while and then restart, how about?"

Fifth, no, during the dozens of retrospectives, the supervisor already instinctively passed a handful of candy over Victoriga's head, who was about to tear the book in his hand, and said this skillfully when he entered the containment chamber.

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PS: ...It's Monday!Ask for votes, ask for blades for reward!There is still a week in the middle of the month, I'm so miserable...

922. If this continues, it will be filled up!

The bad situation came earlier than expected. After the supervisor went back this time, he did not speak for a long time because he felt a little tired inexplicably.

So he didn't hesitate to take the mental energy drink (concentrated glass bottle) and pour it into his mouth, then hold the orange juice for a while, and after a series of operations, he saw that the mercury lamp no longer hurts, or She said that she had become accustomed to pain, but she ignored the pain and looked at herself.

"Idiot human, this is the first...how many times has it been?"

The supervisor stretched out his arms and pulled up his sleeves. The upper part was white (not much to see the sun), and the strength of the muscles could be felt under the delicate skin. But what is he doing in this pose?

"I don't know. I actually wanted to make a mark with a knife in my hand since a certain time, but unfortunately, it disappears without a trace every time I look back. By the way, my discomfort now is not physical It’s psychological."

Putting his finger up, after the supervisor said so, he seemed to look at Victorica standing on the screen wall as usual: "Okay, I will announce the job first, and then I will go down."

At this moment, Ling suddenly jumped out... No, suddenly it seemed a little inappropriate. It should be said that she just sat behind the table and looked quite unwell.

"Hey...I have been constantly superimposing non-repeated news, and if I keep stuffing my head every time I restart, I won’t be able to squeeze it down one day—"

He opened his mouth and said something terrible, and then Jing blinked: "I said the same five times before looking back, right?"

"It's slightly different, but it's almost the same. Okay, let me go. I think that thing has panicked. Let's have another three..."

The mercury lamp suddenly interrupted: "Three times?"