Armor: I can only summon the general

The cell phone was still ringing, and the only words on the caller ID were "Leader". Amice guessed that the other party might be a leader of the head office.

He had heard from Editor-in-Chief Liao before that someone from the head office called to express his condolences and to commend his achievements. Perhaps it was this leader who called.

An Michong was thinking that the call had automatically hung up because the answering time had passed. He was just about to put the phone away when it rang again the next second. It was the same person calling.

'Perhaps there is something urgent that requires two calls in a row. Why don't you answer it and don't delay Editor-in-Chief Liao's work.

By the way, report the injury of Editor-in-Chief Liao to the higher-ups, so that the company knows the difficulties faced by the editorial department below, and they won't have to bring up the past later.'

After thinking about it, Amice answered the phone, and immediately a middle-aged man's slightly vicissitudes of life voice came from the other end.

"Hello? Xiao Liao, why can't I get through to your editorial office's landline? Are you getting carried away after just a little success? This is not your style.

I know you're still blaming me. I was indeed a bit harsh at that time, but I did it to show off to others. Otherwise, you wouldn't even be able to keep your current position.

You have to understand me, the pressure from above is too great, and I really have no other choice..."

"Boss, this is An Miceu. Editor-in-Chief Liao is injured and unconscious. He can't answer the phone for the time being."

Before the person on the other end could finish his words, he was interrupted by Amice. Everyone is busy, who has the time to listen to your empty words.

After Amice finished speaking, there was a loud noise suddenly coming from the opposite side, followed by the middle-aged man's surprised voice.

"What! Say it again!"

Amice looked at the ceiling of the hospital and wondered why these leaders always liked to make people repeat themselves. But now was not the time to worry about these things, so he repeated it again.

"Editor-in-Chief Liao is in a coma and cannot take the call for the time being..."

Before Amice could finish his words, the person on the other side interrupted him.

"Wait, not this one, but the previous one. Who do you say you are?"

"Uh... I'm Amice..."

"What? Really! Amice, you're back? That's great!"

The volume of the phone suddenly doubled in volume, and the sharp sound was irritating Amice's eardrums. He subconsciously held the phone farther away, but could still hear the excited voice on the phone.

"Amice, Amice, after all these years you are back. This is truly a great fate. Now that you are back, continue to come to work in the company. I have kept a position for you.

You left in such a hurry last time that we didn't have time to see you off. It's a good opportunity to have a welcoming drink together this time. When will you come to the headquarters? We can make arrangements in advance."

Amice listened for a long time but couldn't figure out which leader the other party was talking to. However, the other party directly sent him a job invitation, which included both work and a banquet, and it was obvious that he showed great sincerity.

However, Amiceu was not moved at all. He once longed for the job of reporter, but now times have changed and Amiceu's state of mind has also changed. What he longs for most now is a peaceful and stable life.

Although there are all kinds of monsters and demons in the world, Amice believes that with the help of his brothers, one day they will be able to eliminate all evil and bring peace to the world.

Putting this aside, ever since the transformation of the Hall of Light and Shadow was completed, Amice has been devoted to inciting the Nether Legion to rebel and let them live a good life on Earth.

The brothers are the top priority, everything else is not worth mentioning, so Amice did not accept the job invitation, but politely declined the unknown leader.

"I'm sorry, boss. I have found my goal for the rest of my life, and I will work tirelessly towards it. Thank you for your kindness."

"What! Amice, you already have a new job? How's the salary? Is it hard? Why don't you come back to us? We can give you better treatment.

We truly love you as a talented person. As long as you can come back to the company, please feel free to ask for anything you want and we will definitely satisfy you.

How about this, don't rush to refuse, we will go to City D right away, and then we can talk face to face, some things are better said face to face..."

As soon as Amiceu finished speaking, the leader on the other side immediately became excited and spoke even louder, causing Amiceu to move the phone further away again.

The more Amice listened, the more impatient he became. There was something fishy going on in the other person's words. Years of experience told him that the other person definitely had other intentions, so there was no need for him to be nice to him anymore.

"That's enough. If you have time, you should pay attention to Editor-in-Chief Liao. Your colleagues in City D were attacked by monsters. How can you just ignore it?

You treat your employees like this, and you still want me to go back. Can you justify it? Forget about meeting or not. I would still say the same thing even if you were standing in front of me. "

After saying that, Amice hung up the phone, stood up and went to check on the people in the D City editorial department.

The two police officers on the other side were still guarding the ward, but the old police officer left his post. He went out to buy a fruit basket and flowers and went to the special ward in another building.

The old policeman gently pushed open the door of the ward and saw a capable young man lying inside with his eyes closed and various testing instruments on his body.

He slowly walked to the bed, put the things in his hand on the bedside table, and looked at the young man on the bed, feeling infinitely melancholy.

"Alas, poor child, your enthusiasm has resulted in such a result. You are still so young, but you have wasted your time here in vain.

Wake up soon, Yin Tai, everyone is waiting for you to come back. This hospital gown is not as impressive as your police uniform. We need you, and the people need you too. Do you hear me?"

No matter how touching his words were, the person on the hospital bed kept his eyes closed and did not respond at all.

The old policeman sighed again, turned and left the hospital to find his other two colleagues.

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Qiao Shefei rushed Dongshan back to the base and reported Dongshan's injuries to Meizhen. Meizhen was about to examine Dongshan, but when she turned around and saw Huahe in the testing room, she turned her head back helplessly.

"I'm so sorry, Dongshan. I've told you about Hua He's condition before. The light shield around him has covered both examination beds. There is no other testing equipment in the base for the time being. We should send you to the hospital for a routine checkup."

"No need Meizhen, I'm fine. I just need to rest for a while. It's nothing serious."

Dong Shan quickly shook his head. He had just come out of the hospital and didn't want to go back in.

Hearing this, Meizhen persuaded Dongshan again to go to the hospital for a check-up, but Dongshan refused. Finally, she had to let Dongshan make his own decision.

As soon as the two finished speaking, Xizhao and Kunzhong also returned to the base. Meizhen called Beikai, who was ready and on standby in the virtual training room, out and began the post-war review.