Asano Ryo followed the female front desk through the office area and came to the area where the senior executives of Tianfa were located. There was also a front desk here.

The office area of ​​Tianfa’s senior management is separated from that of ordinary employees, and special access cards are required to enter.

The female receptionist who brought Asano Ryo over said, "She is a second-level prosecutor who was sent here for internship by the island country's Kurotengdang Shencai Ganhe Group. She is here to report today."

"I know. Minister Winnie's assistant has already notified them." The older, more mature female receptionist picked up the landline and called the minister's assistant. She said respectfully, "Assistant Emma, ​​the new prosecutor has arrived."

After finishing the report, she hung up the phone, examined Asano Ryo, and said with emotion: "My God, the second-level prosecutor, she looks underage! There are not many girls as outstanding as her. No wonder Minister Winnie wants to meet her in person."

The female receptionist who brought Asano Ryo shrugged: "Yes, it's written on her profile that she's 17, but she only looks like 15."

"Well, Mongolians are born with tender faces. I never thought that the island country would have such outstanding talents." The two receptionists chatted as if no one was around, without any regard for Asano Ryo's feelings.

How rude, baka.

Asano Ryo kept a tense face throughout the whole process, making herself look cool and mature.

Soon, a tall woman in high heels walked out from the depths of the office area.

She was about forty years old, with black hair and brown eyes, and had the deep eye sockets unique to Westerners. Her facial features were not particularly beautiful, but very gentle, and her face was lightly freckled.

She used the work badge on her chest to swipe open the glass door, waved to Asano Ryo, and said with a smile: "Come in."

Asano Ryo bowed instinctively: "Yes!"

This caused the two receptionists to snicker.

Emma gave the two of them a cold look, and her tittering stopped.

After Asano Ryo passed the gate, Emma led Asano Ryo to the inner area and said, "I am the assistant to Minister Winnie, Emma. Minister Winnie is your direct superior, but you cannot go to her directly. If there is anything about your work, you need to report to me first, and I will pass it on to the minister."

"But the problems in your life are not within our responsibility. However, minors always have preferential treatment, so you can ask me for help."

She spoke slowly and steadily, showing the calmness gained from work experience, and her attitude towards people was just right, neither too close nor too distant.

Asano Ryo followed Emma in the wide and winding corridor for a while, passing through one office after another, and finally stopped outside the largest office at the back.

Boom boom!

Emma knocked on the office door, "Minister, our new colleague is here to report."

In the office, a cold but stern voice came: "Come in."

Assistant Emma pushed open the glass door, looked at Asano Ryo with a smile, and motioned for her to go in.

Winnie Berent, the eighth-level thunder mage Asano Ryo took a deep breath, sternly faced, and stepped into the office.

The first thing that appeared before her eyes was the huge floor-to-ceiling window, outside of which was the tightly flowing river known as the economic lifeline of New York County.

On the right is the reception room, which has high-end sofas, a wine cabinet, and a bar. On the walls hang Western oil paintings and Chinese ink paintings, and along the walls are potted plants for decoration.

On the left hand side is a spacious desk, behind which is a woman wearing an exquisite business suit. She looks to be in her thirties, which is the sexiest and most mature stage for a woman.

The slightly curly chestnut hair falls on the shoulders, the high nose, deep eyes, and graceful facial lines outline delicate and three-dimensional facial features.

Her skin was white as if covered with frost, her long, straight eyebrows and deep eyes, coupled with the less-soft facial curves of Westerners, made her look cold and majestic.

Asano Ryo briefly forgot her beauty and felt like she was facing her strict teacher, Ryugasaki Ichi. She instinctively held her breath and felt a little restrained.

Winnie Berent glanced at Asano Ryo, pulled out a document from the pile on her left hand side, flipped it open, and said as she read, "The information says that you were once a member of Yuanshi Tianzun's gang?"

When the words "Yuanshi Tiandao" were mentioned, Asano Ryo felt a pang of sadness in his heart, and his reserved mood faded away, and he whispered, "Yes."

Minister Winnie keenly sensed her sadness and said calmly, "Did he ever tell you that he is the descendant of the Demon Lord?"

Huh?! Asano Ryo was stunned, dumbfounded.

Winnie knew the answer from her expression and continued to ask, "What is your status in the gang?"

Asano Ryo did not answer. It took him a full minute to digest the news. Then he said, "The gang members are very familiar with each other, and there is no clear class division. Although I am the lowest level in the gang, they don't look down on me."

Wei Ni nodded indifferently, looking at her deeply: "In the world of Spiritual Realm Walkers, apart from lovers and parents, the closest people are gang members. Before Yuanshi Tianzun returned to the Spiritual Realm, did he tell her anything or leave anything behind?"

After a pause, she said, "Like a Lei portable speaker."

Asano Ryo looked confused: "I'm sorry, I don't know."

There was a flash of disappointment in Winnie's eyes, and she asked again: "I hope you can provide a list of Yuanshi Tianzun's gang members."

Asano Ryo subconsciously wanted to refuse, but luckily she held back and bowed, "Minister Winnie, I would like to seek their opinions first."

Winnie nodded slightly: "Reply as soon as possible, you should leave."

"I want the audio of the insemination of Mojun and Winnie." In the bedroom, Zhang Yuanqing held the Elvis speaker, like a believer who made a great wish. The Elvis speaker lay quietly in his palm, ignoring him.

Princess Yin Yao, who was beside the bed, raised her trumpet and said, "It says, equal exchange."

"I don't have any audio."

“It wants songs.”

"How do you know what it's thinking?"

"I don't know, just intuition!" Princess Yin Yao had a blank expression on her face and her red eyes were sad and beautiful.

"Yuanshi Tianzun, I don't want to return the hat. Please let me play outside."

Princess Yin Yao stayed in Little Red Riding Hood for several days. Now she sees the light of day again and learns that Zhang Yuanqing has come to the barbarian land overseas. The princess' ambition to travel around the world is growing.

"I can use you in a fight, but forget about normal times. You'll scare people to death if you go out like this. And I haven't figured out how to make you appear properly. Let's talk about it later." Zhang Yuanqing refused.

Ignoring the angry princess, he took out his phone and was about to play music, equal exchange. At this time, the doorbell rang and then, Annie's Chinese voice came from the living room: "Hubby, the landlord's wife is here."

Landlord, madam? Why is she here? We already had dinner yesterday, so there's no need to keep thanking her. Zhang Yuanqing grabbed the Little Red Riding Hood on the table and took back the Elvis speaker.

He left the bedroom and came to the living room, where he saw the landlady and Cao Qianxiu sitting on the sofa waiting for him. Seeing him come out, the beautiful girl nodded slightly.

Zhang Yuanqing smiled back and sat down opposite the mother and daughter. "Unfortunately, breakfast is over, otherwise I could treat you to breakfast."

The landlady, who had high cheekbones, waved her hand and got straight to the point: "Xiao Zhang, I have something to ask of you. My daughter's academic performance is not very good. I would like you to help her with tutoring on the weekends. 50 federal coins per hour, three hours a day."

Zhang Yuanqing agreed immediately: "No problem, thank you landlord for giving me the opportunity to make extra money."

The landlady smiled and said, "I'll give you a high school test paper tonight. I want to test your performance. I hope you understand."

"No problem!" Zhang Yuanqing joked with a smile: "As long as you are not allowed to teach foreign languages, everything else is OK."

After discussing the tutoring issue, the landlady took her daughter home contentedly.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at Annie who was wiping the plates and said, "Come with me. The trial mission given by the Hunter Guild is a bit strange. The bounty seeker only gave an address and asked to meet with the hunter to discuss the details of the mission."

"Annie, what do you think?"

Annie thought for a moment and said, "Maybe the mission needs to be kept secret and can't be announced to the public, so we have to have a face-to-face meeting. Boss, you are a nobody now, so you don't have to worry about being schemed against."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded: "I think so too. Then, let's go."

After Annie changed her clothes, the two of them went out together and happened to run into Cao Qianxiu who was carrying her schoolbag and getting ready to go to school.

The three of them entered the elevator. Zhang Yuanqing took a look at the girl's beautiful profile and couldn't help but ask, "You are not a fire master, why are your grades so poor?"

Cao Qianxiu's expression was cold, "First, I don't want to study. Second, I don't have the talent for studying."

Zhang Yuanqing was speechless for a moment.

Human beings have thousands of talents, but there are only so many courses in school. Poor grades only prove that your talents are not in those courses.

So academic performance is related to IQ, but the relationship is not that strong.

Zhang Yuanqing said: "I understand. In this case, I know how to formulate a teaching plan."

Cao Qianxiu turned her head and stared at me with her lacquered eyes: "How are you going to teach me?"

Zhang Yuanqing said: "I have a bachelor's professional prop that can make people become academic masters in a short period of time. I will lend it to you during the exam."

Cao Qianxiu's eyes lit up: "Bachelor, I have heard of this profession. It is said that every bachelor has extraordinary wisdom and profound knowledge. They are good at making medicine and weapons. The world's top scientists are not as good as them."

"Very good, you are worth five dollars an hour."

Bachelors are not as great as you say. The bachelors I know are all screwing in. Zhang Yuanqing said, "I thought you would refuse with integrity."

Cao Qianxiu shook her head and said seriously: "No, Master Lei can also have a flexible bottom line."

Zhang Yuanqing smiled and said, "You know the bottom line."

The student and the teacher smiled at each other.

As long as my wife’s goal is achieved, that’s enough.

Cao Qianxiu smiled more. "Well, I don't know your spiritual realm ID yet."

"Master Tongtian!"

"The name Tongtian Jiaozhu seems a little familiar." Cao Qianxiu said: "Judge Cao, my spiritual realm ID."

She was born and raised in the Commonwealth of Nations. Although she learned Chinese since childhood, she was not very familiar with the culture of her homeland.

"Judge?" Zhang Yuanqing looked at the girl.

Cao Qianxiu said seriously: "My childhood dream was to become a judge like my father."

"Doesn't your father run a restaurant?" Zhang Yuanqing was surprised.

Cao Qianxiu glanced at him and said, "My father's dream is also to become a judge."

Zhang Yuanqing was speechless.

At 8:30 in the morning, Zhang Yuanqing and Annie took a taxi to a famous restaurant in Queens. With the help of the waiter, the two of them, after being disguised by magic, entered the private room booked by their employer.

The private room is not big, but it is very private. An old man with gray hair is sitting at a small round table. He is wearing a well-made suit, has a thick waist, a big belly and a round face.

His eyes were calm and his demeanor was extraordinary. Judging from his clothes and the watch on his wrist, he was a very successful man. Behind the old man stood two bodyguards in black.

His eyes wandered between the two people who entered the private room. When he saw Annie, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then immediately revealed disappointment.

Anne has a plain appearance and rough skin.

The old white man asked in a deep voice: "Who among you is the Master of Tongtian?" Zhang Yuanqing did not answer, but pulled out a chair and sat down. This action explained everything.

The old white man nodded slightly, and said to Zhang Yuanqing with his light grey eyes, "The content of my mission is not suitable for public disclosure, so I can only invite you to come. You can ask me to reimburse the expenses."

"Compared to a two million dollar business, travel expenses are just a trivial matter." Zhang Yuanqing spoke in a foreign language that was not very fluent.

As long as the other party doesn't talk too much, he has no problem with simple communication.

The old white man said in a deep voice: "I want to hire you to kill someone." He took out a photo from his pocket and put it on the table.

Zhang Yuanqing took a closer look and saw that the man in the photo had a dark complexion, thick lips, a bald head, a thin face, tattoos all over his arms, and a fierce look in his eyes.

"I need more information." He looked at the old white man.

When the old white man took out this photo, Zhang Yuanqing sensed that his emotions were filled with hatred, deep-seated hatred.

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