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Chapter 407 Sequence 007 Losing face
"The situation has come out——"

An administrative staff member hurriedly walked up to Zhang Zhenhe, put down a stack of documents and dictated: "The hotel where we are conducting the pilot project has a serious problem now."

"According to our original plan, we used the survivors' mouths to temporarily reveal some truths to society, and we also took into account possible contradictions."

"However, those survivors actually showed symptoms of 'extreme hunger'. The special food we originally prepared was not enough, causing the conflict to develop in an instant and it was beyond our control..."

"Well..." Zhang Zhenhe, who was smoking, flicked the butt of his cigarette, "It's all obviously unfit, how could such an accident happen on a large scale?"

"Everyone," the practitioner who submitted the information emphasized, "all survivors, including those over 70 years old, have this condition."

"Our special food is given priority to the elderly and children, and those who are younger seem to have done some physical training, and their food intake is generally more than 30 servings."

"Not to mention special food, we are urgently transporting even ordinary food."

Zhang Zhenhe frowned, "What about the pilot hotel?"

The cultivator hurriedly said: "Oh, now the emergency situation has been dealt with, and other small frictions are slowly being eliminated. Please rest assured."

"Well, what's going on?" Zhang Zhenhe raised his head.

"Um, wasn't it arranged by the leaders...?" The cultivator was stunned. The matter was handled so standardly, and there was a large amount of special food reserves. No matter what, it was all handled by the Special Academy.

And since I don’t know the situation clearly, Leader Zhang in front of me shouldn’t not know...

"What's going on?" Zhang Zhenhe put out the cigarette. If this was a task directly sent by the superiors... then his problem would be serious.

After Zhang Zhenhe listened to the other party's narration, he stood up and said: "Let's go and see who the saint is."

……

After Yin Hang finished chewing the leg of lamb, he still took a look at the restaurant with some uneasiness.

As expected, it was a mess.

The number of survivors is not small, and after the conflict occurred, the two parties became obviously hostile.

Then Yin Hang could only try his best to use the system in the secret realm to carry out macro command and control.

And all this is just so that everyone can have a full meal.

"Hello, our leader would like to meet you." A man in ordinary clothes stood in front of Yin Hang.

"See me?" Yin Hang was slightly stunned, still chewing cake.

"Yes, I'm already waiting for you in your room."

"Uh... well."

Following the man back to his room, he saw a strong smell of cigarette smoke as soon as he opened the door. At the same time, a young man who looked less than thirty came over to him and handed him a cigarette.

"Zhang Zhenhe."

Yin Hang waved his hand and refused: "Sorry, I'm underage."

"If you don't smoke, don't smoke when you become an adult." Zhang Zhenhe put away the cigarette. "If you want to smoke, you can smoke anytime."

"Okay, don't be nervous, it's just that your performance is very good, and our department has plans to recruit you." Zhang Zhenhe gently held Yin Hang's shoulders, and naturally sat together on the sofa in the room, "Come on, Tell me your name first."

"Yin Hang." Yin Hang frowned slightly. What does it mean to perform well?

"ID card number." Zhang Zhenhe's tone was natural, but the topic was stiff.But after Yin Hang took out his mobile phone and read out his ID number, Zhang Zhenhe frowned slightly.

"Huainan...?"

"Well," Yin Hang nodded slightly, "I am a cultivator in Huainan."

Yin Youyuan had told herself, but in this case it was better to just say it.

"A student from Daoyuan class in which city?" Zhang Zhenhe said with a slightly serious expression, "Where's the teacher's name?"

Zhang Zhenhe is still a little unhappy in his heart. When I watched the surveillance just now, I found out that he has control and control over the survivors. I thought he was a top student who has been trained in the secret realm. In fact, this is indeed the case. The result...

Why is it from Huainan?
"Well, I am a disciple of the joint training class of my sect." Yin Hang explained awkwardly: "I entered the secret realm... because I was accidentally involved during patrol."

"Joint training class?" Zhang Zhenhe was stunned immediately, and then he couldn't help but smile, "We in Huaibei are very good, and you are welcome to stay here for a while."

"If you feel good about it and plan to stay here, we can help you solve various problems such as household registration, housing, and enrollment, and even promise it to three generations."

"Uh?" Yin Hang didn't understand for a while.

"Ah, sorry, let's get back to the topic," Zhang Zhenhe's expression became serious again, "Here, take your fingerprints here."

Zhang Zhenhe took out a box of black instruments that looked like a terminal, but were much thicker than a terminal, and there was a very weak light in the middle.

"In the middle, just click."

……

Fingerprints are not very important, mainly to leave traces of the spiritual power in the other party's body.

Zhang Zhenhe took the information and drove back to his office.

The cultivators from Huainan are not necessarily bad in character, but when they face the cultivators from Huaibei, they cannot believe a word they say.

Zhang Zhenhe then entered the investigation room and photographed these documents next to the workbench of a social worker. He was now the only one in this department.

"Working overtime again?" The social beast looked miserable.

"Stop talking nonsense," Zhang Zhenhe handed the social animal a cigarette and lit one himself. "This is from Huainan. Who knows what the situation is. Who are the students in the joint training class trying to fool?"

"Investigate it."

"Okay..." The social animal looked at the sky with tears in his eyes, but there was only the ceiling.

He turned on another computer, and Zhang Zhenhe entered the authorized key before officially entering the information interface. The social animal expertly typed in the general information and then clicked Enter.

As for special materials, they still need to be scanned, and uploading also takes a long time.

"If it is really a new student from Huainan, but not from the Daoyuan class, then we can really absorb it." Zhang Zhenhe said to himself while holding a cigarette.

"Talent doesn't matter, but it's great as promotional material."

"Otherwise, if our affairs are solved by a kid from Huainan, will our old face still be there?"

And just before Zhang Zhenhe finished smoking the cigarette, Yin Hang's information was also loaded on the screen.

(End of this chapter)