The wealthy young lady only wants to cultivate immortality

Chapter 42 Sense and Sensibility ([-])
Long Yan, the top leader of the special department, immediately got up from his seat, and respectfully invited Ye Hanxiao to take a seat.

Yehan Xiao Shiran sat down, but stared at Wen Zhengchuan coldly and said, "What was your proposal just now, why don't you tell me?"

Wen Zhengchuan's scalp was numb from Ye Hanxiao's stare, his calmness and tepidity just now had disappeared.

Carefully pondering the mind of the devil king in the army, and carefully deliberating over and over again how to answer.

But it was clear that Ye Hanxiao's patience was limited, Bing Lips spat out slightly, "Say." In a tone that could not be refused, the strong and domineering murderous intent locked on Wen Zhengchuan.

"We were just discussing what kind of honor should be awarded to Miss Mu Chuyan. For a top player like Miss Mu, and in view of her heroic performance, we must treat Miss Mu as a guest of honor, and give The highest honor." Wen Zhengchuan replied quickly with cold sweat on his forehead, not daring to delay any longer.

"Really?" Ye Hanxiao raised his eyebrows coldly, his eyes shifted, he looked at Si Shaonan, and said, "You tell me!"

"The person in charge Wen just proposed to communicate with Mu Chuyan and ask him to hand over the inheritance of swordsmanship. If Mu Chuyan disagrees, he will use force to obtain it." Si Shaonan said, without deliberately discrediting, of course, he did not help The meaning of what he said was that he was retelling Wen Zhengchuan's original meaning.

Hearing this, Ye Hanxiao turned his head to look at Wen Zhengchuan and said, "Why is what he said different from what you said?" The murderous intent in his eyes turned into substance, and he locked on Wen Zhengchuan again without any concealment.

Wen Zhengchuan was sweating profusely, and the few dignitaries present who had just echoed Wen Zhengchuan were also sweating profusely. Now anyone who is not blind can see the intention of this army killer to protect Miss Namu!
They ran into the muzzle of this god of death, it was simply because they thought their life was too long!

The air froze at this moment.

"I think Mr. Wen is getting old, and he can't even distinguish what he said, and he is no longer qualified for the position of the North China General Manager. Why don't you leave your armor and return to the field, and enjoy the rest of your life!"

One sentence from Yehan Xiao flutteringly determined Wen Zhengchuan's official career.

"Yes, I am old and faint, so I will resign from my post." Wen Zhengchuan didn't dare to refute, the killing god's words were the imperial decree, and he agreed without any delay.

Even when Ye Hanxiao said this, he still breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it was a blessing to be able to save his life under the terrifying killing intent of this killing god.

"Let's let Si Shaonan take over the general responsibility of North China!" Before leaving, Ye Hanxiao left another sentence lightly.

After Ye Hanxiao left, the quiet needle drop could be heard in the general meeting room.

After a while, Long Yan, the top leader of the department, opened his lips and said, "All matters related to Mu Chuyan are classified as top secret, and the person in charge of the two districts has the full authority to handle them. Others are not allowed to intervene."

These words obviously acknowledged that Si Shaonan was concurrently in charge of the two districts, and even delegated the power to the hand-picked Si Shaonan.

Mu Chuyan turned the pen in her hand, hesitating slightly between writing and not writing.

Rationally speaking, she should not write, because everyone has witnessed that she has not entered the land of inheritance, she has enough reasons not to write, and after writing, it will definitely cause countless troubles.

Compared with the trouble, it is obviously better to remove yourself cleanly.

(End of this chapter)