I, the last cultivator in the world

Jack Ma and Penguin Ma fixed their eyes on Jiang Quanshui, waiting for his next words.

"Say it, don't just brag." Jack Ma urged.

After staying together, these few people did not know where they learned these vulgar mantras.

Catchy, they don't know it themselves.

It is estimated that it was learned from the national Xiao Wang.

"Mr. Ma, why are you in such a hurry? Don't you know that you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry?" Jiang Quanshui gave Jack Ma a blank look.

Then I switched the phone page to the address book, found a person with the name Zhao Zhuren and dialed it.

"Aren't you going to call and ask someone?" Jack Ma scolded.

"Shhh...this is the secretary of a big guy above, don't talk." Jiang Quanshui made a silent gesture.

"Hello... President Jiang, Minister Su is in a meeting, what do you need?" Zhao Zhuren's voice came from the phone.

"Minister Su is really a role model for my generation. I'm still in a meeting so late. I'm not looking for Minister Su today. I'm going to ask you something." Jiang Quanshui first praised Minister Su, and then mentioned his problem to Zhao Zhuren.

Minister Su is the boss Jiang Quanshui has been friends with, and the two are still college classmates.

"Hey...serving the common people, Mr. Jiang, what do you need to ask?" Zhao Zhuren laughed.

"I'll send you a photo, and you can identify someone for me," Jiang Quanshui said.

"Okay, Mr. Jiang, give me your prestige." Zhao Zhuren replied.

"Okay, then I'll send it to you now." After Jiang Quanshui finished speaking, he hung up the phone, opened Weixin, found Zhao Zhuren, and sent the photo of Long Aotian kneeling on the ground.

Jiang Quanshui: (photo of Long Aotian kneeling on the ground).

"Just wait. Even if Secretary Zhao doesn't know him, he can find someone who knows him." After Jiang Quanshui sent the photo, he looked at Shuangma proudly and said.

"Okay, then wait, pony, make tea for us." Jack Ma lay on the sofa and looked at Penguin Ma and said.

"You have to make your own drink." Penguin Ma didn't bother to talk to Jack Ma.

This guy is getting louder and louder, and now he's starting to order himself to do things.

Ding......

Jiang Quanshui's mobile phone rang, and Jiang Quanshui quickly picked up the phone and looked at it.

Jiang Xin: Dad, we are a little hungry. We are going out for supper. What do you want to eat?I'll bring you some?

Seeing the prestige sent by Jiang Xin, the three of them stared at each other, speechless.

Jiang Quanshui: Get out, don't message me.

Jiang Xin on the other end of the phone was scolded inexplicably, what the hell...o(╥╥)o

"It's a waste of our expressions. Director Zhao doesn't know him, right? Otherwise, it would take so long to recognize someone?" Penguin Ma wished to seal Jiang Xin's prestige for three days, and send some news at the critical moment.

"Maybe, wait a minute." Jiang Quanshui didn't know what to do now.

The prestige news didn't come, but Zhao Zhuren's call came. Jiang Quanshui quickly connected the phone and asked, "Secretary Zhao, do you know him?"

"Mr. Jiang, where did you get the photo? Take it back quickly, don't kill me." Zhao Zhuren's voice was panicked.

"What does this mean?" Jiang Quanshui was puzzled.

"Brother, I beg you, quickly withdraw, and I will tell you after withdrawing." Zhao Zhuren hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Jiang Quanshui's phone was on loudspeaker, and the three of them could hear clearly. They could hear panic from Zhao Zhuren's mouth.

"Get out, what are you looking at us for?" Jack Ma also realized the seriousness of the problem, and hurriedly said.

"Okay." Jiang Quanshui responded, and hurriedly opened Weixin to withdraw the photo.

"Fuck, I can't withdraw it anymore. It's been more than 2 minutes. Ma, you're out of your mind. What's the point of setting a message that can't be withdrawn for 2 minutes?" When Jiang Quanshui was about to withdraw, he reminded him that the message could not be withdrawn for 2 minutes.

Penguin Horse:  …

"The prestige signal told me, I'll get someone to withdraw it for you immediately." Penguin Ma made a phone call immediately after speaking.

After twists and turns, the photos were finally withdrawn, and Penguin Ma also ordered the technical department to completely erase the photos that had just been sent.

"Old Ma, it's not that I'm talking about you. You can't do this junk software. I can't withdraw the things I posted by myself?" Jiang Quanshui looked at Penguin Ma and said with a depressed expression.

"That's right, I never use this junk software, we all use Baobao to chat." Jack Ma agreed.

Jack Ma has never been prestige. All employees in their group use Baobao to communicate, and they use Tintin to chat at work, which is still very convenient.

"Don't talk about this matter, hurry up and ask the business." Penguin Ma didn't want to get entangled in this topic.

"Oh, yes." Only then did Jiang Quanshui come to his senses, and immediately called Zhao Zhuren.

"Hey, Zhao Zhuren, you can tell me now." After the call was connected, Jiang Quanshui asked quickly.

"Where did you get the photo?" Zhao Zhuren asked.

"I took it." Jiang Quanshui was taken aback.

"Mr. Jiang, don't be kidding me. Can you take a photo of him? Do you know who he is?" Zhao Zhuren spoke with a hint of fear in his tone. Even if he was killed, he would not believe that Jiang Quanshui could take this photo.

Three people: ...

Asked this question, we know who he is and call you to ask?

Besides, this photo was really taken by Jiang Quanshui. Both Jack Ma and Penguin Ma can testify.

Has it reached the point where no one will believe the truth?

What about trust between people?

"Secretary Zhao, just tell me who he is." Jiang Quanshui didn't bother to explain the photo to him.

After all, everyone's vision is different. They have jumped out of the well, but Secretary Zhao is still in the well.

"I don't want to reveal his identity. I just want to tell you that he is directly under Huang Lao's orders. He doesn't need any reason to kill you. Now you understand what I mean? So you send me his photo, what are you doing?" It's killing me."

Zhao Zhuren said in shock.

The three people on the other end of the phone were already dumbfounded.

It's not because of how awesome Long Aotian is, but because they discovered Xia Feng's awesomeness again.

The person Zhao Zhuren said was so awesome would want to kneel and lick Xia Feng.

Fuck, everyone is licking dogs, who is afraid of whom.

"Hello? Is Mr. Jiang still listening? Don't be too scared, I won't say anything. Don't spread the photo anymore, otherwise no one will be able to save you."

Zhao Zhuren thought that Jiang Quanshui had been frightened, so he hurriedly warned.

"Well... yes, I'm listening. What did you just say? I'm scared of a chicken, it's okay, hang up." Jiang Quanshui hung up the phone directly after finishing speaking.

Scared of the balls, the three looked at each other and smiled.

"Mr. Ma, you have to thank me." Jiang Quanshui said, looking at Jack Ma with a drawn out tone.

Because Jack Ma was called by Jiang Quanshui, and now his thigh is hugged, and Jack Ma has benefited from him.

"must."

Jack Ma nodded heavily, very seriously.