In a small villa not far from the teaching building where Bai Ling is.

Qi Guang and Wang Wei were arguing.

Qi Guang slammed the table hard, and he was so excited that he seemed to want to climb out of the wheelchair: "Wang Weizheng, you are so stupid!"

He pointed at a list and said bitterly, "I asked you to find some organizations and associations that can pass the review, and you found this?!"

Qi Guang was going crazy while looking through the list: "Ten! I asked you to find ten! I mean ten completely different associations and organizations, not ten 'Ming Zhou'!"

Looking at the list, Wang Weizheng said calmly: "Ming Zhou is the best choice."

As the authorities promote abnormal information, the first organization to sign the contract is naturally extremely important, because it represents the future thoughts of the authorities and the attitudes of other organizations in the future.

So Wang Weizheng had to reluctantly write "tomorrow day" on all ten spaces.

Ming Zhou is the perfect candidate for the pilot program.

Although Wang Weizhen, the leader of this organization, does not like it, it has to be said that some of the other party's ideas coincide with those of the Countermeasures Bureau, and it may not be impossible to reach a cooperative relationship in the future.

What's more, the authorities are already overwhelmed in dealing with and coordinating the new species in various places. It is a good thing to let Ming Zhou come to help share the burden.

Likewise, as a reward for being the first to register, Ming Zhou will also receive a lot of support and green lights.

Apart from anything else, Ji Qianqin’s live broadcast room is now planned to be placed on the top three pages of the live broadcast platform’s homepage for half a year to try it out.

This is what it means to get on the line.

And this is what really drives Qi Guang crazy.

"Of course I know Ming Zhou is a good organization, but do you understand?" Qi Guang pointed at the list, "Here are ten, ten! Not one, and certainly not duplicate investment!"

"You only selected one person in the first batch. Let's not talk about what to do next. Have you ever considered what other associations and organizations will think?!"

Faced with this question, Wang Weizheng simply replied: "That's not something we need to worry about."

"They are different from us and Ming Zhou. They are after power and wealth. I can't say all of them, but I don't have the time to verify it."

As he spoke, Wang Weizheng narrowed his eyes. "If they are smart, they should have noticed the news by now, and then come to us and actively seek cooperation. If they are stupid, then let them die of stupidity."

After all, there are plenty of people to find in the Countermeasures Bureau.

Instead of doing this, it is better to find someone who takes the initiative to approach you. In this way, at least they will not dare to make any unusual moves for a long time in the future.

Wang Wei was thinking well.

But Qi Guang was very angry: "Let others find you? Who are you? You don't say a word and just wait for others to come to you?!"

"You learned bad things from that prophet. Now you've learned to be a riddle teller too?!"

No, strictly speaking it's the two of you.

Looking at Qi Guang who was angry, Wang Weizhen didn't say anything, but just picked up the teacup and took a sip.

He was just more straightforward, not stupid. He knew that if he argued with Qi Guang now, the other party would kick him from the wheelchair, and then he would fall to the ground and roll around holding his foot.

By then you will have to deal with the follow-up yourself.

Looking through the list, Qi Guang couldn't help biting his nails: "Forget it, let me think about it now. I have to finish this thing before Xun Mo, that bastard, and Xiao Qing come back, otherwise Xun Mo will definitely drag me out for a drink, and then I won't have time to do it..."

Thinking of this, Qi Guang began to frantically flip through the information next to him, putting all his effort into each page, as if he wanted to vent his resentment towards someone through his actions.

Wang Wei was sitting on the other side tactfully, leaning back in his chair and playing with his cell phone.

Although he looks serious, Director Wang is also able to use electronic products.

He usually likes to read novels and play Candy Crush Saga. He even spent money on Candy Crush Saga and bought a few items like resurrection coins.

Soon, the room fell into silence.

About three minutes passed.

Qi Guang suddenly raised his head: "Oh, there is one more thing."

"You need to think carefully about the structure of the guild." Qi Guang said.

Framework?

Wang Weizheng thought for a moment and said, "I don't understand."

Qi Guang: "It's about levels, merits, rewards and the like. I'm busy with other things now and don't have time to deal with those! So please use your brain a little. Anyway, even your brain can figure this out!"

Qi Guang was probably really a little angry, so he spoke without restraint.

Wang Weizheng expressed his understanding of this.

It's okay, after all, they are colleagues and friends.

I'll give him a good beating after some time.

Thinking of this, Director Wang fell into deep thought again.

Frame...

Wang Wei was lost in thought.

He probably had ideas, but it was difficult for him to describe them and put them on paper.

My fingers tapped lightly on the table, and time passed by little by little in the echo of "clicking".

Half an hour later.

Wang Wei, who was still thinking, suddenly raised his head.

His hand was on the knife beside him, with his palm pressed tightly against the handle and his five fingers clenched tightly, and he was able to draw the knife out almost in an instant.

But soon, he seemed to realize something, shook his head and sheathed the knife again.

Qi Guang realized the abnormality a little later than Wang Weizheng.

This was mainly because his attention was distracted by the documents in his hands, but even so, he was only a dozen seconds slower than Wang Weizheng.

Looking out the window, Qi Guang curled his lips: "Tsk..."

"Such a big event?"

As his voice sounded, mist rolled in softly through the cracks in the window.

Bai Ling stepped on the gray mist, his hair and windbreaker fluttering in the wind.

Bai Ling tapped his toes on the ground, looked at Wang Weizheng and Qi Guang, and said with a smile: "Good morning, Director Wang, Director Qi."

Qi Guang's position is deputy director, so there is nothing wrong with Bai Ling calling him Director Qi.

Qi Guang pushed away the documents in front of him and maneuvered his wheelchair towards Bai Ling aggressively.

This was probably the first time Bai Ling saw Qi Guang in person.

The deputy director nicknamed "Prisoner of Light" looks very young. Although he is not too young, his delicate baby face still makes him look like a child.

However, no matter how young a child is, when he or she is driving a wheelchair towards you, there will still be some special... feeling of oppression.

Bai Ling had to admit that his heart skipped a beat when he saw Qi Guang driving over.

Is he trying to scam me? Although it might not be appropriate to think so, this thought did cross Bai Ling's mind at the time.

Soon, Qi Guang's wheelchair stopped directly at Bai Ling's feet.

Looking up, Qi Guang looked at Bai Ling silently for a while.

The four looked into each other's eyes.

After a few seconds, Qi Guang made a "tsk" sound and turned his wheelchair back to his original seat.

He turned to Bai Ling and said, "Are you the prophet?"

When he said this, his tone was a little unfriendly.

Because Qi Guang thought of the humiliation he had suffered at the hands of Ding Yan before.