You don't decrypt at all do you?

She raised her hand and knocked on the door, urging: "Hurry up, there are not enough people in charge of statistics, you go and help..."

"Ok?"

Before he finished speaking, Su Zhan felt something was wrong.

The backs of these two look...a bit familiar, especially the one with white hair.

Su Zhan thought of something and widened his eyes.

No way?

She took a deep breath, and the administrator lost all momentum, and walked into the office with a temptation to walk around in front of the two of them.

Afterwards, Su Zhan split his throat: "Why are you here?!"

Zhu Wen looked at her with his chin propped up, and asked, "Is your reaction too slow?"

Su Zhan: "..."

This is a person who never imagined that someone could get into the management area!

She froze in place for a while, took a few seconds to accept the reality, and then blurted out: "Why?"

Zhu Wen showed his watch: "In 10 minutes, it will be the 24 hours we agreed on yesterday. I said that I only wait for 24 hours."

Su Zhan: "Then there are still 10 minutes!"

Zhu Wen: "Look at your posture, you won't fulfill your promise after 10 minutes, so."

He put down his hand, smiled and shrugged: "This is called prejudgment."

Su Zhan: "..."

She pressed her forehead, and at the same time she was very speechless and found that she couldn't say anything about Zhu Wen at all, so she was silent for a moment, and pointed at Zhu Wen fiercely: "I'll talk to No. 9!"

Zhu Wen made a "please" gesture: "Let her hurry up."

Su Zhan: "..." Damn it!

She pondered for a while, but she didn't think about how to fight back, how she got in, and how she got out.

Seeing that someone had gone out, Ji Shuang moved over and said quietly, "Do you have to offend the administrator?"

Zhu Wen: "Make up your story."

Ji Shuang moved back with a wooden face: "Oh."

...

...

crisis response department

My sister leaned on the position of executive officer No. 1, adjusted herself to a comfortable position, and looked at the people below.

"Sit down, why don't you sit down?"

She said with a smile.

The crisis response department should count 99 people including my sister, but actually there are 57 people.

My sister waited for a while, but she couldn't wait for a response, so she turned her head and asked in puzzlement, "You... do you have any opinions on me?"

"Why are you pretending to be stupid?" Executive Officer No. 6 said "Hmph!"

My sister let out an "ah", understanding why Executive Officer No. 6 was unhappy.

After all, he has a good relationship with the original No. 1 executive.

She turned her head away with a smile, and took a breath when she was involved in the wound, and then she held back her smile and said, "Be careful too, it seems that someone has submitted another application for the position of executive officer, and I am probably hesitating who to take down right now." It's better."

Executive Officer No. 6's complexion changed, and his expression turned cold.

The older sister smiled even more, and waved her hand: "I'm just kidding, don't be nervous."

Executives: "..."

"Okay, that's the end of the joke." My sister stopped laughing, "Sit down, and hand over the work at hand to the original No. 1, and I should go back."

The executive officers were silent and looked at the ruins in one place.

"That is to say... there are no chairs, how can we sit?" Executive Officer No. 94 couldn't help but ask.

The executive officers all looked constipated and looked at their sister.

It's not that no one wanted to take advantage of her illness to kill her, but as soon as she entered the door without saying a word, she tore down the conference room, which was somewhat... a bit scary.

What's more, the executive officer didn't kill him whenever he wanted, otherwise the No. 9 administrator wouldn't have to spend so much effort to pull down the original No. 1 executive officer.

The crisis response department has a strict hierarchy. No. 00 is absent, and No. 1 has far more power of speech and execution than them.

"Then I won't sit down." My sister didn't really want them to sit, "Why didn't the rest come, please go back and tell me later, let them give me a suitable reason."

"Now, let's cut the long story short."

She stood up, glanced at the ugly No. 6 executive officer, and quickly looked away.

"When the points calculation of the original No. 1 executive will come out, let me know as soon as possible. Also, I want to know the whereabouts of the original No. 1 executive after being dealt with."

"The rest of the affairs handled by the original No. 1 executive officer can be taken over by me. If there is a cooperative task, anyone who doesn't want to do it with me can just say that I don't care, and I won't hold grudges."

After my sister finished speaking, she lowered her eyes and scanned the people below.

All the executives present were executives with lower numbers. She had just taken office and used radical methods. Presumably many executives had objections to her.

She herself doesn't care, and she didn't come here to expand her social life.

Seeing that no one responded, my sister didn't care, she just said: "Are there any things mentioned above that I can answer now? If not, I will go back to recuperate."

"...That," executive officer No. 82 raised his hand, and when everyone looked over, he reacted and let it go.

He laughed awkwardly, raised his head and said, "The points of the original No. 1 executive officer have been reconciled an hour ago, excluding the corpse disposal fee of the original No. 1 executive officer, and sharing the compensation for the maintenance of the closed area with you... After fees, the remaining points are 1 points."

Sister: "It's quite rich."

Executive Officer No. 82 laughed awkwardly again, and continued: "I was following up on this matter before. If you need a detailed bill, someone will send it to you. If there is no objection, the remaining points of the former Executive Officer No. 1 It will be inherited by a successor...that is, you."

The elder sister nodded, motioning for him to continue talking.

Executive Officer No. 82: "As for where the former Executive Officer No. 1 will be put into use after being disposed of, it has not yet been decided. In the past... this kind of thing rarely happened."

"understand."

My sister nodded, accepting the statement.

She sat back on the chair again, and pressed her left lower rib, which was dull and painful, "What else?"

Executive 82 shook his head and shut his mouth.

Someone opened the mouth first, and the rest was much easier.

The original No. 1 executive officer is not a good character, and even because of his too serious and rigid character, he cannot get along well with all executive officers.

What's more, executive No. 00 in the crisis response department has been absent for a long time. The remaining 99 people have different personalities and are not in the sight of the top executive. They have not truly loved each other.

Executive Officer No. 77 saw that no one answered, he lowered his head and stared at the mess on the ground in silence for a moment, then raised his head.

"The loss of the core in Area E is relatively serious, and it cannot be tracked and located by conventional means. The original No. 1 executive officer decided to follow up on this matter a week ago to track down the whereabouts of the lost core."

Executive Officer No. 77 said: "I have been following up on the trivial matters that have been implemented to the details. If you think it is necessary to continue this matter, I can continue to be responsible for the core tracking."

My sister raised her eyebrows, she really didn't know that the original No. 1 executive officer was actually following this matter.

She was silent for a while, and responded briskly: "Then the next thing will continue to trouble you. What about the others?"

As the highest executive department in the game, the crisis response department is actually much less busy than other departments.

But as far as my sister knows, because the original No. 1 executive officer has a lot of shit and likes to complicate small things, they are used to holding a regular meeting every week.

Seeing that no one answered, my sister waved her hand: "Since I haven't spoken, let's break up. The weekly regular meeting will be temporarily canceled in the future. As for how to replace the regular meeting..."

She really didn't think about it, after all, if these people were too free and out of sight for too long, she wouldn't be too relieved.

After a pause, my sister continued: "I've made up my mind and will notify you on the contact channel, that's all..."

"boom!--"

The door of the conference room was pushed open abruptly, interrupting my sister's speech that was about to end.

She turned her head, saw her little assistant, and shook her head: "Reckless."

"Miss Manager!" The little assistant shrank her neck to avoid the eyes of the executive officers, and hurried in.

After taking a few steps, he realized under the scorching gazes of the executive officers, and added: "Executive officer No. 1, here I am..."

Her expression became more and more subtle, and after holding back for a long time, she said: "... there is something urgent."

My sister stepped down from the high position and asked, "How urgent is it?"

Without waiting for the little assistant to answer, he added with a smile: "You don't need to change your words, I am still your administrator for the time being."

The assistant's face was full of emotion, if it wasn't for the wrong time, she wished she could write a short essay to her dear Miss Administrator right away.

But she has a clear head and knows that now is not the time for gags.

She shrank her neck and turned her head to look at the executive officers, then lowered her voice and said, "...Zhu Wen is here."

My sister blinked and said "ah".

Looking down at his hanging left hand, he was silent for a long time.

Then, my sister asked, "What did you just say?"

The little assistant had a painful expression on her face, and she was about to die of anxiety: "Zhu Wen is here!" She suppressed her voice, and added: "I also brought a girl here, so tall and with white hair."

As he said that, the little assistant raised his hand and gestured for Ji Shuang's height.

My sister understood it this time, and raised her voice eight degrees: "What are they doing here?!"

Executive officers: "...?" What?Who's coming?

They looked at their sister, not understanding why the new No. 2 executive who was 1 million two minutes ago was panicking.

She is already the No. 1 executive officer, what else is there to be afraid of?

It can't be 00 who came back, right?

Haha.

This is not possible.

All the executives are watching their hearts, they don't know who the assistant is, and they don't care who the assistant is.

They just want to know why executive No. 1 has such a wonderful expression.

Sensing the gazes of the executive officers, the little assistant waved at her sister and motioned her to lighten, and then said in a low voice, "I'm waiting in your office, are you going now?"

Sister: "Go!"

She hurriedly left the seat of No. 1 executive officer and walked towards the door, and the little assistant followed quickly.

It wasn't until everyone walked out of the meeting room that they stopped abruptly and looked back at the executive officers: "Don't worry, I will arrange for someone to deliver the new conference table and chairs, so you don't need to worry about it."

"Not against you, I just don't like the style of the original set of tables and chairs."

After finishing speaking, my sister waved her right hand: "The meeting is over~"

After the executive officers digested what their sister said, they looked at the messy conference room again.

Just don't like the style of this desk and chair set?

"..."

I fucking believe you!

……

My sister walked out of the area of ​​the crisis response department, took off the fixed things on her left hand, and tried to shake her left hand.

When the little assistant saw her sister's action, her scalp was about to explode.

"What are you doing!"

She was so anxious that she quickly followed her sister and said anxiously: "How can I pick this!"

The elder sister ignored him and walked to her lounge: "I'm going to change clothes, you..." She turned her head to the glass to look at the wound on her forehead, stroked her hair and grabbed a few broken hairs to try to block it.

After tossing and tossing for a long time to no avail, she looked at the little assistant, pointed to the wound on her forehead and said without hope: "If I say that I fell while walking, would you believe it?"