Into the Darkness of the Elves

The selected servants and cooks will arrive tomorrow, so it is estimated that after entering the manor, there is no way to go out again, and the presence of these people is also convenient for Zhang Xuanjing to hide his identity.

Taking Zhang Xuanjing and the others for a walk, Morrison was already a big belly, so he was tired and sweaty, and he kept panting.

"Okay, I understand almost everything, let's go and have a rest first." Zhang Xuanjing said to Morrison.

"Yes! Thank you boss for your understanding." Morris took out a small handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his brow, and replied to Zhang Xuanjing.

After coming to the manor's office, Zhang Xuanjing waved to Asi and the others to choose a room. After all, they couldn't help with what Zhang Xuanjing and the others were talking about.

So Asi Xiaojing Naba bowed to Zhang Xuanjing and walked out.

Sitting on the leather sofa that Morrison had customized for Zhang Xuanjing, Zhang Xuanjing stretched out his hand to Morrison, who was standing honestly beside him.

Morrison sat down quickly, and then took a long breath, as if the sofa was his life-saving medicine.

"How is Fu Muying?" Zhang Xuanjing skillfully opened a bottle of red wine in the office, and poured two glasses for Morrison.

"Basically there is no problem. Even if someone inside the alliance branch wants to suppress him, they can't resist public opinion. And people from the Fumu family should also contact him after they get the news." After taking a sip of wine, Morris said to Henry Zhang Jing replied.

"Then this move is really starting to play. Remember not to give him some superficial support. After you go back, tell Alin to let him give Fu Muying the best resources, and then give him a Yusanjia with good qualifications. Let him cultivate it. Anyway, it must be better than the one given by the Fumu family." Zhang Xuanjing told Morionce.

"Yes, this subordinate understands." Morrison replied with a nod.

"It's okay if the relationship between the above can be dredged, and you can buy as many people as you can. As long as the underground forces in Shuimai City are pulled out one by one, we will not be short of this elf coin." Zhang Xuanjing continued to Morrison road.

"Yes, I will start to do it." Morrison replied to Zhang Xuanjing.

"The construction of the base needs to be faster. Even if there are only blanks, people can go in first. That warehouse is not a place where you can stay for a long time." Zhang Xuanjing continued to speak.

"Yes! I will rush." ​​Morrison replied with a nod.

The two had a long talk in the office until they chatted for two or three hours. Because Morris was old, he couldn't bear it very much, so Zhang Xuanjing asked him to go back to rest first.

After Morris left, Zhang Xuanjing went back to his room to rest.

Holding Miao Miao to the very luxurious bedroom, Zhang Xuanjing took off his coat and lay on the bed, then closed his eyes.

Not to mention that this expensive bed is really comfortable to sleep on.

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Zhang Xuanjing slept very comfortably this time.

But the people he drew attention to were less comfortable.

First of all, Fu Muduan, the Patriarch of the Fumu branch, was taken aback when he got the news from Fu Muying, and he really didn't remember who it was at first.

But after the introduction by his subordinates, he remembered it with a sneer.He looked at the high-spirited Fu Muying in the news, picked up the phone and dialed the deputy director of the Alliance Branch of Shuimai City.

Preach to the inside. "I don't care what method you use, Fu Muying must not get up, if I can suppress him once, I can suppress him for the rest of my life!"

"However, the public opinion this time is too big to be suppressed at all." The head of the opposite branch replied to Fu Muduan with some embarrassment.

"Then find an opportunity to pull him down, and then I don't want this kind of thing to happen again." Fu Muduan said coldly.

"I understand." The branch manager on the opposite side replied to Fu Muduan.

Fu Muduan, who seemed to be planning a strategy, just hung up the phone when his phone rang again.

After seeing the incoming call, the expression on his face disappeared, replaced by respect. "It's so late, Patriarch, why don't you rest, you can tell me tomorrow if you have anything to do."

That's right, opposite is Fushiki Toshitaka, the head of the head of the Fushiki family. He is also the head of one of the top families in the entire Sinnoh region, and is also one of the high-ranking members of the Sinnoh Alliance.

"That person named Fu Muying is from the family, right?" Fu Mu Junlong asked Fu Muduan.

When Fu Muduan heard Fu Mu Junlong's words, his face turned ugly, and he thought in his heart, how did he get the news.

But Fu Muduan didn't dare to lie, after all, Fu Muduan's master's information was much better than his family's, so Fu Muduan replied. "Yes, but it belongs to the kind with a little blood."

"No matter how many bloodlines he has, since his surname is Fumu, he is a member of the family. His behavior today is very good. It just so happens that the alliance wants to imitate the Kanto Alliance in the Kanto area to create some heroes in various cities and even the entire Sinnoh. Increase the trust of the civilians, and he just happened to be in the sight of the high-level." Fu Mujunlong said to Fu Muduan.

"But it depends on him?" Fu Muduan didn't want Fu Muying to get up, so he retorted.

"It depends on him, he is a member of Fu Mu's family, you should know how to do it! You shouldn't need me to teach you!" Fu Mu Junlong reprimanded Fu Muduan.

"Yes, I understand what to do." Fu Muduan replied with a gloomy face that was about to drip water.

"Very good, you are a smart person. You know that the more famous he is, the more trust the alliance will have in the Fumu family, and the family's status will be more stable. I will give him some convenience." Fumu Junlong told Fu Muduan road.

"Yes." Fu Muduan replied.

Dudu Dudu! !

Fumu Junlong hung up the phone, and only Fumuduan's heavy panting was left in the room, followed by angry roars and smashing sounds.

After recovering, Fu Muduan re-dialed the phone number of the branch chief and preached to him. "Cancel it, no need to suppress him."

"What?" The branch chief asked a little confused.

"I said cancel it, there is no need to continue to suppress Fu Muying!!" Fu Muduan shouted angrily.

"Yes! Yes!" The branch chief replied on the other end of the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Muduan shouted to his subordinates outside. "Prepare some gifts and take me to meet this turned salted fish tomorrow!"

"Yes!" Fu Muduan's subordinates outside replied, and then ran down to prepare some gifts.