Bai Ye woke up from his confusion.
He turned his head and looked in the direction where Leon's pistol was pointing.
Leon pointed his pistol at the forehead of a man behind him. The man's face was filled with fear, and his shoulders were shaking...
Bai Ye pushed down Leon's pistol and shook his head at him.
Leon silently withdrew the pistol.
Everyone around looked over, and the man's face turned as red as a bubble teapot. It was obvious that he was very nervous.
Bai Ye stared at his face for a while, then asked in confusion, "Which country?"
"The Pure... Islamic Country!"
The man finished speaking in a halting manner, and Bai Ye nodded to him.
"Let's talk in the afternoon."
"good!"
The man was very excited and said several good words in a row.
Bai Ye turned around and did not forget to say thank you to Leon.
Leon hummed and closed his eyes again.
After a short episode, the selected candidates were either in a daze or dozing off. In short, no one listened to the mayor's performance.
After a long wait of more than an hour, the mayor drove away in his shared yellow car.
The selected candidates got into their family’s car to go to work and started their work for the day.
Bai Ye was sent to the office by his father.
Manager Wang became more and more attentive to him, and he was servile to Bai Ye, just like some people in the workplace in the real world.
It’s just that people in the real world live to make a living, while Manager Wang lives to save his life.
After sending Manager Wang away, Bai Ye sat in his office chair with his eyes closed to rest, while Park Seoul was doing his work for him.
Life is very comfortable~
The other selected candidates were not so comfortable, as piles of documents were waiting for their signatures.
Of course, Leon doesn't have this worry, his colleagues will help him.
Ian has learned his lesson today. He successfully persuaded an Aboriginal colleague to help him complete his work while he himself studied his Bible.
Every time he opens the Bible, he has different feelings.
He is just an ordinary one among God's many believers, so he has to work hard, he has to cheer up, he wants to replace God!
He wants to save his corrupt country and the world where evil spirits roam.
…
outside world.
The people and senior officials of the United States were extremely relieved that Ian finally learned to adapt.
On the barrage, everyone was praising Ian.
"Oh, Ian, you are my God~"
"I heard that Father Ian is still unmarried. Do I have a chance?"
"Ian only loves God, you mortals can only dream~"
"One day, our beautiful country will return to its peak. Friends, let's have a glass of whiskey, cheers!"
“…”
As Ian passed the level more and more times, some beautiful Chinese people became active again, but they were ultimately a minority.
They cannot influence the overall situation.
…
The world of ghost stories.
While most of the selected candidates were signing their names, Bai Ye was slacking off with his phone.
In the message sharing group, group members would occasionally send a message or two complaining about being tired from work.
Bai Ye scanned the messages one by one, and his gaze lingered on a message sent by a chosen person from a small country. The chosen person almost signed his real name when complaining about the signature.
At this moment, something clicked in Bai Ye's mind.
He subconsciously looked at Park Seoul, who was also slacking off next to him... and the documents next to him.
He pointed to the documents on the table, and Park Seoul pushed them to him with a tactful look.
Bai Ye opened the document and his eyes fell on the signature.
This is his job, so Park Seoul naturally signed with his name.
noob.
He pondered for a while, took out a piece of white paper from the drawer and handed it to Park Seoul.
"Sign your name."
"ah?"
Park Seoul was stunned for a moment, then quickly picked up the pen and wrote on the paper after he came to his senses.
After writing, he pushed the signed paper towards Bai Ye.
Bai Ye looked at the familiar name above, frowned, and looked at Park Seoul strangely.
“Why sign my name?”
Park Seoul's expression froze for a few seconds before he tentatively asked, "Isn't it?"
Bai Ye fell into deep thought again.
He asked Park Seoul to sign, and the other party signed his name almost without thinking. Then he thought about the fact that all of their names had been changed, could there be any connection?
No, I have to do a small experiment in the afternoon.
He immediately sent a message in the group and @ed everyone.
[The usual place this afternoon. Everyone bring paper and pen.]
Soon, a group of people replied.
The first person to respond was Leon, and the second was Baba from the Muslim Nation.
Bai Ye thought of what happened this morning. A Muslim country? A friendly country of Xia Country, it could be given special care.
The hands of the clock on the wall turned round and round, the sun moved from east to west, and it was time to get off work.
The selected candidates gathered in Central Park, just like yesterday.
Bai Ye, Lin Ye, Leon and Ian sat at the stone table, with Camille and others standing behind them, and the others formed a circle outside.
Everyone's eyes turned to Bai Ye.
Leon played with his beloved pistol, looked at Bai Ye and asked, "Tell me, what do you want us to do?"
Ian stroked his beard and looked at Bai Ye with the same curiosity.
Bai Ye smiled slightly, glanced around, and cleared his throat.
"Everyone, please use a pen to sign the paper you brought and hand it over."
Upon hearing this, although the others were a little confused, they still did as they were told.
A few minutes later, a pile of papers appeared on the stone table.
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