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"Lin Yu..."

Mo Lan's voice surprised Lin You, who was watching the play quietly, glanced left and right, and then pretended that nothing happened and dealt with it normally.

The means of watching the play have still not been removed, and a report in his hand has also been reversed. Obviously, Lin Yuan is very attentive at this moment.

Mo Lan shook her head helplessly, looking at the construction manager who was waiting for her answer.

Regarding the construction of the magic net, Lin You is in charge and in charge. This person in charge usually directly communicates with Lin You. According to the division of powers, these two issues are to be asked by Lin You and let Lin You make a decision.

And now that he has come here, it is clear that this is what Lin Yuan asked him to come here.

Lin Yuan just wanted to watch the fun and the excitement.

Mo Lan really wanted the person in charge to go back and ask Lin Yuan again, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say anything.

There is no need for him and the two presidents of Lin You to let a person under his command run around. He joked with Lin You, and there is no need to embarrass his subordinates.

As for Lin Yu's side... just go back and let him watch the fun.

"Let's get rid of it, the project of the magic net also occupies a considerable part of our human resources.

Brothers have worked hard. Every day and night, the constant, maintenance, and promotion of the magic net are all seen and remembered by the leaders of our association.

I won't talk about too many false words. You take your brothers to work hard for the last time, close the end, and then write an application form for the award, and declare it according to the group third-class award and three individual third-class awards, and then give it to you. Lu Bin signed.

In addition, give the brothers some time off and rest. "

When Mo Lan mentioned the collective three-level award, the person in charge instantly became a lot more energetic, and said immediately.

"It's not hard work, it's the wise leaders of the Mohui and Linhui that have achieved today's achievements and victories. To discuss the merits of the war, the Mohui..."

Mo Lan smiled and said with a wave of her hand.

"It's almost done. If I go on to say that the credit is all mine, then I will withdraw the collective third-level award?"

"Hey, don't mention it, President, if you remove the brothers below, you won't be alive and tear me apart."

"Fuck off."

"okay."

When the person in charge left, Mo Lan smiled.

The so-called collective third-level award is a fixed award template. As long as a group has won the third-level award, then everyone in the group will receive a corresponding reward according to their respective positions, and then according to the total number of people in the group. A batch of rewards will be sent to the collective account, and the group will make internal distribution according to the size of the credit.

In the collective third-class award, the share that everyone has is worth a lot, enough to make the mages excited for a while, and plus the collective allocation, they can make a small fortune. The person in charge is naturally happy.

He is the person in charge, and he is happy with the first fixed job, not to mention the others.

There are different reward packages according to different awards. The higher the reward level, the higher the reward value.

If it is a first-level award, it is completely normal to get rich instantly.

The Mage Association is so unpretentious, it directly benefits.

Of course, the honor will also be issued together, and the whole association will announce it, which is also a symbol of their ability and a consolation for their hard work.

After the person in charge of the construction left, Mo Lan thought about the magic net for a while, then shook his head and said nothing.

Immediately, Mo Lan gently snapped her fingers, and after snapping her fingers, Mo Lan started to do her own thing.

On Lin Yuan's side, when Mo Lan snapped his fingers, there were only very light snaps next to Mo Lan, but in Lin Yuan's special way of perception, it was like a nuclear bomb exploded in his head.