Various applications of ancestral skills [Quick Transmigration]

The racists found Bishop Homs' remarks to be extremely excited. They have not received the support of such a big figure for a long time. They couldn't wait to tweet Bishop Homes and announced that he was their ally.

The anti-racism people also noticed Bishop Holmes' remarks, and they directly regarded him as the enemy Aite, which also led to a scuffle under Bishop Holmes' Twitter.

"Why can't Asians appear in European fashion weeks? Isn't your pig still appearing in a place where humans can appear?"

"You **** racist, you are still a priest, **** priest, get out of the church, you don't deserve to be a bishop!"

"Your arrogance has been revealed without a doubt, my lord bishop, take your arrogance and go to hell with you! **Racist!"

"Brother, don't pay attention to the remarks of these black-skinned pigs and yellow-skinned pigs, we support you!"

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Bishop Holmes was notified of this incident by his subordinates. After he glanced at Twitter and learned about the current situation, he quickly ran to ask to see His Excellency the Pope.

He understands that this time he messed things up completely, that damn reporter actually misinterpreted his words, even though he did mean to belittle the team sent by the multinational, but he didn't expect that female reporter to expand the scope To the whole of Asia, but now is not the time to trouble that reporter, the most important thing is to explain in front of the Pope.

"My lord, Holmes begs to see you."

The Pope did not make things difficult for Holmes, he directly invited Holmes in and let him sit across from the desk.

The Pope looked at Holmes and sighed, recalling the attacks on Holmes on the Internet and spreading to them. The Pope looked at Holmes with disappointment.

Seeing the disappointed look in the Pope's eyes, Holmes' heart skipped a beat, and he quickly explained to the Pope: "Master Pope, what I said before was really not my original intention, it was the female reporter who deliberately misinterpreted my meaning! I myself There is no such...”

Halfway through the speech, the Pope reached out and interrupted Holmes, seeing Holmes quiet down, the Pope withdrew his hand and said: "Now it is not whether you have it, but whether others think you have it. When the public thinks that you have indeed made this statement After that, the truth doesn't matter."

Holmes said to the Pope with trepidation on his face, "My lord Pope, then I..."

The Pope sighed, and said to Holmes: "Now the pressure of public opinion is very strong on you. This time the promotion will definitely be lost, but we will hold a press conference to let you clarify."

With a grateful smile on his face, Holmes thanked the Pope repeatedly, but when he returned home through the underground parking lot, his face immediately sank.

Holmes quietly opened the curtains of the study, looked at the Milanese holding slogans and protesting outside, wishing to take them all away and throw them into the bureau, because they made him directly lose the chance to be promoted to a higher-ranking bishop.

However, when Bishop Holmes resented the public opinion from the outside world that made him lose his fixed promotion position, the outside world was also extremely dissatisfied with the way the xx church handled Bishop Holmes.

"It turned out that he just let him think behind closed doors for a while, and he didn't even withdraw his post!"

"It's a disgrace to the religion that such a person will still appear in the cathedral a few months later."

"The original meaning of what was said was not what the report described. Do you believe this? Anyway, I don't believe it."

However, no matter how resentful these people were and dissatisfied with the result of the handling, public opinion slowly suppressed the heat of this incident with the passage of time.

However, the aftermath of the follow-up still affects some people, such as Chu An, who is surrounded by sympathetic eyes wherever he goes, and a few people holding slogans and marching outside the home of Bishop Holmes for a long time.

For example, Zhou Zongzhu of Fa Zong is suffering from a broken capital chain.

And the reason is because the mysterious male voice on the phone cut off their financial supply.

In the dark room, Sect Master Zhou's extremely angry voice echoed in the empty room, and he said, "Don't you want those holy cloths?"

"Of course I want the holy cloth, but Sect Master Zhou's request is really too much. I just gave you 5000 million last time, and this time you want to ask me for money again. Sect Master Zhou, I am not a withdrawal from your Fazong." Machine." The mysterious male voice on the phone said dissatisfied.

"Zhou Zongzhu, I think you have to clarify your position. We are just a cooperative relationship. I have no obligation to obey you. I think we need to break up for a month or two. Maybe in the case of a shortage of funds, Zhou Zongzhu Find out who is in charge.”

Sect Master Zhou's flustered voice sounded from the other end of the phone: "No, you can't do this!"

"I can." The mysterious male voice hung up the phone after leaving this sentence.

Bishop Holmes hung up the phone, and the angry voice of Sovereign Zhou still echoed in his ears. Bishop Holmes, who was finally in a better mood, looked at the fabrics stored in the darkroom. In his eyes, there was a beauty like that of stars.

Bishop Holmes stroked these fabrics contentedly. God knows how unwilling that old Chinese dog was when he forced him to give in by relying on his own skills in weaving holy cloth. Now he can finally let that old dog straighten out. His position has changed, the old dog must have never imagined that he would need half of the fabric to be stored every time.

The current holy cloth is enough to last until the old dog bows to him.

There is no need to sell too much holy cloth. After all, only those nobles who are rare and precious will respect him. Now that he has lost his promotion position, he needs those nobles to help him stabilize his current position. .

Bishop Holmes knew that the old dog must be scolding him, but he didn't care. He was waiting for the old dog to beg for mercy. How long can a large batch last?

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"What? Fazong has started to secretly resell spiritual weapons?" Director Yu said in disbelief as he looked at the subordinate who reported the news to him.

"That's right, and it's their suzerain's disciple who resold the spirit weapon. I find it incredible." The subordinate said gloatingly, Fazong's popularity is really not that good.

"Didn't they still spend [-] million a while ago and wiped out all the lots at the auction? It's been less than a month, right? What's going on?" Director Yu touched his chin and said, then He remembered the previous American account that provided funds to Fazong.

He immediately asked his colleagues to retrieve the flow of that account, and found that no funds had been injected into it for a long time.

"Boss, do you want to continue the investigation?" The subordinate said eagerly. He had been unhappy with the people of Guanzong for a long time.

Director Yu patted his subordinates on the back and said, "What are you looking for? What's the use of just catching small fish like them instead of catching the big fish behind them?"

Director Yu planned to put a long line to catch big fish, so he didn't come to check on Fazong right away, but Fazong couldn't hold on any longer.

Now the sect is suffering from internal and external troubles. First, the mysterious male voice cut off the funds, and then the disciples inside the sect began to complain that these new monks were not as dedicated as the previous ones, and had conflicts with those monks. The monks who had been hired with great difficulty ran away again, and when the suzerain reprimanded these disciples, these disciples refuted him with what he had said before.

"Sect Master, didn't you say that our Dharma sect is the largest sect in the spiritual world? What's wrong with us reprimanding a few monks? Besides, it's because they didn't serve them wholeheartedly." Seeing that these disciples didn't notice a trace of error, Only then did Sect Master Zhou feel a little regretful, did he spoil these disciples?

However, he immediately put his regrets behind him. After all, what his disciple said was correct. His sect is the largest sect in the spiritual energy world. His disciples were dissatisfied. poached?

But now Sect Master Zhou couldn't afford to offend the people from the Special Bureau, so he had no choice but to direct his anger, which he couldn't vent, on the Yaoxiu who had started it.

Chu An sneezed to the side, turned around and hurriedly made the final adjustments to the clothes on the little brother Luyan in front of him.

These days, Chu An and the others watched a lot of fashion shows, some of which made them feel amazing, and some of which made them very confused.

And today it's their turn to be judged by the public.

The chairs outside the venue are gradually full of people, they are very curious about the fashion show of this emerging clothing team later.

"I hope their fashion show can meet my aesthetics. The fashion show of country j a few days ago almost blinded me. How did their designers come up with it?" a member of the audience asked. The designer said to her best friend.

"Oh, respect other people's traditional culture, my dear, or you will be accused by those people of not being tolerant when you put your remarks on the Internet." The best friend persuaded him kindly. Obviously, the designer couldn't eat because of the speech problem. Little loss.

"Oh, forgiveness I hate that word, they let me forgive their designs, but then forgive my eyes." The designer wailed softly.

"If this time the fashion show doesn't meet your aesthetics, please stop. I will keep an eye on you. God knows that this brand has just been racially discriminated against. If you don't want to be treated as the same person by those racists, you should Stop it." My best friend said seriously, and didn't shut up until seeing the designer hand over the phone angrily.

When you see the fashion show getting ready to start and wait for the first model to come out.The designer whispered to his best friend: "I have a bad feeling, these small brands always want to fly out of the sky and make some eye-catching fashion shows, but God knows that these will only damage his brand's reputation, I doubt that the next fashion show will be more eye-catching than the ones I saw before—"

By the way, the fashion show is halfway through.

The designer looked at the model who came out like a beast, and swallowed the remaining words.

The girlfriend on the side said in a daze: "I don't know if it's hot or not, but..."

"This figure is too hot."

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