I Have Quirky Notes

The male secretary took Chen You around the whole building, and appointed Chen You an assistant to accompany him before turning around and leaving.

The assistant is a female, about twenty-five or six years old, and her appearance can only be considered to be above average, but she is also an untouchable person. Obviously, the association is also worried that ordinary people are not qualified for such positions.

"Director Chen, do you need to go to your hotel for a rest now?"

The female assistant spoke softly, her voice was a little raspy, with a bit of a clip, "The hotel you are staying is next to the building, which is also the property of the association, and one of the presidential suites has been opened, you can always Check in."

"Being not."

Chen You waved his hand and walked into his exclusive office.

The office prepared by this association for itself is not shabby, with an area of ​​hundreds of square meters, a lounge, a secretarial room, a leather sofa, a high-end coffee table, a huge pear wood desk and even a refrigerator.

Chen You sat at the desk, opened the drawer slightly, and saw that there were many refreshing supplies, such as luxurious cigarettes and red wine, etc., and even saw some indescribable things in the corner of the drawer.

good guy...

Chen You was a little stunned, but the female assistant smiled and said, "Because they are no longer under the pressure of deformed objects all the time, many deformed masters often need to use various methods to relieve stress, including tobacco and alcohol, and each deformed master's way of releasing pressure. Different, if you need anything, you can tell me at any time, and even some things, I can also help you..."

At the end, she looked at Chen You with a look that was about to drip.

"not needed for now."

Chen You closed the drawer expressionlessly, "I'll tell you if I need to."

Just when the assistant was about to say something, Chen You suddenly heard a chatter coming from outside the door. People are standing in the corridor, constantly talking about something.

As the door of Chen You's room opened, the four of them suddenly looked over.

"It's you?"

One of the young people saw Chen You appear, and his face suddenly sank, "Why are you here?"

"You can come, why can't I come?"

Chen You opened the door completely and leaned in front of the door, "Or do you want to take the air of being a director and order me to leave? You are so confident, shouldn't the association be opened by your family, or the director is actually you? Wild father?"

This young man, Chen You, of course knew it. Before he joined the association, he had a relationship with this young man. The other party was also a director of the association and seemed to be called Confucius Temple.

"Two or two know each other?"

The male secretary's expression changed, and he seemed to sense that the atmosphere here was not right, so he quickly changed the subject and said with a smile, "Director Chen is our newest director, and everyone will be colleagues in the future, so we should get closer and closer! "

"Hehe, I can't afford to be close."

Confucius sneered, "After all, he is a newcomer, and he is used to being young. We old people are not qualified to be close to him. In case of any distortion effect, we will collect his corpse for him."

Hearing this sentence, Chen You couldn't help but narrow his eyes, "Your face is very pale, I guess the curse is about to break out. Are you sure this association is not holding your memorial service?"

"you!"

Confucius' complexion changed, as if Chen Youzhen had spoken about his pain.

"Cough cough... It seems that there seems to be some misunderstanding between the two of you."

The male secretary hurriedly stood in front of the two of them, with cold sweat on his forehead, "Okay, everyone is here for a meeting this time, maybe you didn't know it before, but you've gradually become familiar with it, how about you two show me face? "

Seeing this, Chen You gave up and just asked with a cold face, "When will the meeting start?"

"I'll ask the chairman..."

The male secretary just called the phone, and after a while, he said, "Chairman Xiang has received the official personnel, and the other party will be there soon. Everyone, please go to the office and wait for a while."

As he said that, he left in a hurry. Perhaps the chairman could forcefully suppress the conflicts between these directors, but he is an ordinary person, and he has absolutely no ability at all.

"Humph!"

Kong Si also gave Chen You a cold look and walked directly to the conference room upstairs. There was no sign of an attack. Perhaps as Chen You said, his abnormality was about to erupt.

When Confucius and the other person left, the other two men next to him came over, and one of them said to the somewhat honest middle-aged man, "My name is Wang Dagang, this is Yuan Zhong."

"Chen You."

Chen You shook hands with the other party. Naturally, Chen You would not be too mean to such a person without conflict. He turned to look at the man named Yuan Zhong, "We meet again, Director Yuan."

This Chen You named Yuan Zhong had met before, the man with a rolling pin before. This was the second time we met.

The other party and Chen You nodded and didn't say anything more.

Chen You and the man named Wang Dagang said a few words of courtesy, and the three walked towards the conference room on the top floor together.

When Chen You arrived at the conference room, there were already six people sitting in it.

The conference room used a traditional long table with about ten seats in each row. Seeing this, Chen You sat directly at the back.

He glanced at the people at the conference table. There were six men and two women in the conference room. Apart from the five people he had met before, one of the remaining three was Wang Dagang.

The other was a young man of the same age as Chen You. Although he was expressionless at this time, it could be seen from the wandering eyes that he was also a novice.

For some reason, Chen You suddenly felt flustered. It seemed that the atmosphere in this venue was a little wrong. He couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was. sense of crisis.

It seems that among this group of people, at least several people are on the verge of an outbreak of deformity...

Just when Chen You was secretly vigilant, Xiang Yuanhe suddenly walked in from outside the gate. He smiled at everyone, and then walked to the head seat, but instead of sitting down, he turned and came to the deputy's position. , gave up the main seat.

"Everyone, I'm honored to tell you that today our association has welcomed a national treasure-level expert in the official study of distortion effects, Professor Hou Wenxuan Hou, everyone applauds and welcomes!"

With a sparse applause, Chen You looked towards the door, and sure enough, an old man with gray hair came in from the door.

The old man looked to be in his sixties or seventies, wearing a meticulous Chinese tunic suit, with age spots on his face and hands, gray hair, and a numb man behind him.

This is a middle-aged man, his eyes are dull and dull, his skin is faintly blue, and he is no different from a ghost.

This man seemed to be playing the role of a bodyguard, closely following behind the old man, and personally helped the old man to sit down on the main seat, and then he sat on the side seat opposite Xiang Yuanhe.

Because of the mutual induction between the distorted positions, everyone looked at the man instead of the professor sitting in the main seat.

"The one next to Professor Hou is the team leader Zhou Qizhou of the Inspection Office of the Official Distortion Department. Everyone applauds and welcomes!"

Xiang Yuanhe continued to speak.

After the crowd applauded, the old man named Professor Hou spoke into the microphone with a ruddy face, but he only talked about things that Chen You could not understand.

For example, what is the distortion conservation formula, and if the distortion effect is cracked in the future, what prospects will it be used to generate electricity or even make other civilian facilities, etc.

These topics were long and complicated, and they were talking about it, which made many people in the room feel sleepy.

Hearing the expression on the old man's face, Chen You felt a little disappointed. He thought he could hear some unique insights into dealing with the distortion effect, but after all, the old man did not say any useful information, or the other party The research of 's has gone beyond the scope of everyone's interest, and it is of no use to the abnormal master who just wants to prolong his life.

In front of the conference table, everyone was completely impatient. From the initial expectation to disappointment, some people even played with their mobile phones, or chatted with the people next to them.

Only the old man was still talking on the stage.

"Everyone, Professor Hou finally came here once. Let's listen carefully, maybe it will be helpful to deal with the distortion effect in the future."

Xiang Yuanhe felt that he couldn't hold his face a little, he took advantage of the time when the old professor stopped drinking water, he coughed slightly, and reminded everyone at the same time.

"Xiang Chairman, it's not that we don't give face to the old professor, it's just that these things have nothing to do with us."

A female director Chen You had met couldn't help but said coldly, "The old professor is talking about the folk application of the distortion effect. Maybe this day will come in the future, but now we want to live more."

"Fang Ting, calm down first, I think Professor Hou should..."

The smile on Xiang Yuanhe's face was a little stiff.

"A suspected aberration effect just happened this morning in my jurisdiction."

Confucius Temple on the side was completely impatient, "I wanted to deal with it today, but today I was suddenly notified to come to the meeting, so I just arrived at the scene of the distortion effect and withdrew, if possible, I would like to go back earlier to deal with the distortion effect. ."

"I remember, I have something to do..."

Everyone expressed their opinions for a while.

Xiang Yuanhe smiled bitterly when he heard the words, and just wanted to say something, but the old professor smiled and said in a hoarse voice, "Understandable, it is estimated that everyone is not interested in this part, but this is a political task, then I will Long story short, when I finish speaking, you can ask me if you have any questions..."

But before he finished speaking, a series of sounds of firecrackers suddenly came from outside the gate, drowning the old professor's words.

The old man was a little out of breath. At this time, once the firecracker sounded, everyone could not hear it, and at the same time, there was a chaotic electric noise from the microphone.

buzzing... squeaking...

Chen You was sitting by the window. He looked out through the window and saw that a building next to him seemed to be cutting the ribbon. The sound of firecrackers came from the bottom of the building next to him.

Seeing this, Xiang Yuanhe said to an abnormal master closest to the gate, "Yuanzhong, close the door."

The man named Yuan Zhong nodded, stood up and walked to the door of the conference room, closing the conference room door completely.

This time, the sound of firecrackers outside the door weakened slightly.

Seeing this, the old professor spoke again, but as he spoke, the noise in the microphone rang again.

squeak...kaka...

This noise sounded a little weird, like someone was moaning in pain, but after listening carefully, that feeling disappeared.

Only this time, everyone's expressions began to become solemn.

"Hey?"

The old professor patted the microphone and wanted to say something, but the next second, the man beside him grabbed the microphone and threw it out, while protecting the old professor behind him.

"No way……"

Xiang Yuanhe also shrank from Tong Kong. Although he was an ordinary person, he didn't have the kind of feeling of an abnormal master, but after seeing the atmosphere of the entire venue sinking into the freezing point, he still reacted instantly.

He immediately took out his mobile phone, and sure enough, his mobile phone screen began to flicker with messy pixels, as if he was disturbed by something and began to malfunction!

This is the phenomenon that the distortion effect interferes with the electrical appliance!

Chen You has gradually realized that something is wrong at this time. He looked around vigilantly, and only felt an inexplicable coldness coming from all directions. This coldness came from everyone, obviously everyone already felt it. When something went wrong, the distortion power in the body was activated.

"Don't panic, not sure if it's a distortion effect!"

Xiang Yuanhe's immediate reaction was someone's prank. He glanced at everyone's face, but found that everyone's expressions were a little uneasy.

"No need to guess, it is indeed a distortion effect."

At this moment, the official deformed master in charge of protecting Professor Hou suddenly spoke up. His voice was low and he said in a dead tone ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I have already sensed that the conference room was indeed affected by the distortion effect. Pollution, unfortunately, I noticed it when I came in just now, but I thought it was the aura emanating from everyone present, so I didn't care about it, and it was not completely confirmed until now. "

"What, really?"

Xiang Yuanhe's face was a little ugly, "Can you do it?"

"I'm only responsible for the safety of Professor Hou. As for this distortion effect, if there are so many distortion masters on the scene, if they can't turn the corner, I'm afraid it's not suitable."

Zhou Qi said with an expressionless face, apparently telling everyone to handle his own affairs by himself.

Everyone sat in their seats with a solemn expression. Chen You also glanced at the field, but when he looked at it, his expression suddenly became condensed and he asked Yuan He, "There are a total of eight abnormal people in our association. Lord, how many people are there in this meeting?"

"All eight people participated in this meeting, what's wrong?"

Xiang Yuanhe replied subconsciously, saying that he subconsciously looked around at everyone, "Confucius, Fang Ting, Han Fei, Yuan Zhong, Wang Dagang, Huo Jun, Li Lei, Chen You..."

He named everyone's name, but then his face changed, "How, how is it possible?"

Because, he actually saw nine figures in the audience!