The sky is sunny.
Wang Jing, who had just finished showing off, looked very happy.
Sure enough, pretending to be cool is the only way out, and only pretending to be cool can make people happy.
Wang Jing came to the logistics department humming a little tune.
When Lao Su saw Wang Jing coming here, his eyes widened and he ran away with a cigarette in his mouth without saying a word.
"Hey, Lao Su, what are you doing? Why are you running? Stop right there!"
Wang Jing's face turned dark. This Old Su was getting more and more outrageous. He ran away as soon as he saw him. What did that mean?
Lao Su was wearing flip-flops, dressed casually, dressed casually, and even his personality was a bit casual...
But now Lao Su feels very helpless and uncomfortable.
The principal came to the logistics department again.
Every time the principal comes to the logistics department, he either wants to borrow some pills, some energy, or a weapon...
All in all, nothing good.
Almost everyone in the logistics department has blacklisted Wang Jing.
Wang Jing rushed forward and grabbed Lao Su like a chicken, glaring at him and saying, "Why are you running? Why are you running? Do you think I can eat you?"
Old Su said with a sad face, "Principal, there's really not a penny left in the logistics department... Four deans came to me early this morning to ask for funds, and then some students came to redeem credits. Now, let alone a million, we can't even come up with ten thousand yuan. Go get someone else!"
Hearing this, Wang Jing's face turned even darker!
Damn, am I coming here just to make money?
Bah, that's not right!
I have never fleeced anyone!
"Okay, okay, I'm not coming to the logistics department to take anything today, don't worry... give me a cigarette first." Wang Jing put Lao Su down and stretched out two fingers.
Old Su had a resentful look on his face, and he even said that he was not here to take advantage of others, but someone even asked him for cigarettes!
"That's not right... Principal, don't you not smoke?" Old Su took out a pack of cigarettes and said in surprise.
Wang Jing's heart skipped a beat. Was he exposed?
He was a smoker in his previous life.
After all, apart from the happy water, the only thing left for the otaku is the loneliness of a cigarette.
Wang Jing took the pack of cigarettes from Lao Su's hand without leaving a trace, took out one, and then silently put the whole pack of cigarettes into his pocket.
Lighting a cigarette, Wang Jing sighed, "I've been so busy with school affairs lately. I'm so worried! The more I worry, the more upset I get. When I'm upset, I can only smoke to relieve my boredom. Sigh..."
This excuse should be enough to get away with it.
Old Su didn't think much about it. Tianwu has indeed been in turmoil recently.
But... you can smoke, but can you please not take a whole pack with you?
Old Su shook his head helplessly. Now that the cigarette was in Wang Jing's hands, he probably couldn't get it back.
"Principal, there's really nothing here in the logistics department. If you don't believe me, I can take you there to have a look."
"Do you really think I'm poor? I wouldn't even consider this little thing from the Logistics Department!"
"That's good……"
Old Su breathed a sigh of relief, then said, "Principal, about the 1 billion..."
“Ahem…”
Wang Jing took a puff of cigarette and almost choked to death.
This made Old Su feel a little sad.
I feel sorry for cigarettes.
Such a good cigarette is wasted like this, huh?
The principal is such a fool. Why does he try to show off by imitating others when he can’t even smoke?
"We'll talk about the 1 billion when the time comes. Anyway, you'll get it." Wang Jing said.
"That's not mine, it belongs to the logistics department and the school!" Lao Su said with a righteous look on his face.
“…”
Wang Jing almost choked on the cigarette again.
Isn't the school his?
After all, it's still his stuff!
"I almost let you get away with it."
Wang Jing found a chair and sat down, asking, "Tianwu has always been short of resources. Wasn't my father once a King-level warrior? I could easily kill a few Grandmasters or a few Seven-Star Monsters, wouldn't that also make money?"
Logically speaking, Tianwu shouldn't be so poor, right?
After all, there were king-level warriors in charge at the time, and it was comparable to some first-class public universities.
Old Su rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Over the years, when students get injured, they ask for help from the logistics department. When instructors get injured, they ask for help from the logistics department. Not to mention the dean, he just grabbed my neck and asked me to pay!
When we fight, all we fight for is money!
Maybe one day he’ll beat me to death!”
When talking about this, Lao Su was very angry.
It’s not easy to be the logistics minister. If you don’t have some strength, you will be threatened by others.
If he could beat those four deans, he would at least beat them up before approving the funding.
Wang Jing was stunned, then silent.
Indeed, forbidden areas such as mountains and forests, and areas restricted to alien races are all battlefields.
If Tianwu teachers and students want to obtain resources, they can only complete tasks.
And these tasks are related to combat.
Years of war have also caused huge losses to Tianwu.
After all, Tianwu’s resources are self-sufficient, with no financial allocation from the state, only some consolation money for martyrs.
"Looks like I have to go to the restricted area..."
Wang Jing exhaled smoke and half-closed his eyes.
No matter what, he now has a martial arts school system and he has to develop the school.
Most of the warriors in the school are low-level. There are less than a hundred four-star and five-star warriors, not to mention six-star warriors, who can be counted on one hand.
What's more, Wang Jing also needs to get some resources to restore his golden bones.
If you have the opportunity, it would be best to become a master.
Wang Jing thought about it and realized that although his body had not fully recovered, he could still kill a half-step master through some means.
If you meet a master, you can still kill those who are slightly weaker.
Wang Jing said, "Let's get everyone back. We can't afford to fight for years. Let the Tianwu teachers and students come back and train for half a month. Once they have improved their strength, they can go to the restricted area."
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