Chief Counter Strike Executive

The noisy sound outside gradually disappeared, and the person who was motionless in the space-time warehouse suddenly opened his eyes.

The man crawled out of the nutrient solution with his upper body on his back. Someone knocked on the door when he heard the movement, and then a sweet-looking female secretary walked in with a large stack of books in her hands.

"Director?"

Only then did Liao Yunchen come back to his senses, he nodded to the secretary and asked her to take the clothes into his bedroom, then walked into the bathroom to take a shower.

The female secretary did not leave, but stood aside and watched, reporting to him what happened during his mission.

"There was an abnormal explosion in the east a few days ago, which means that someone deliberately damaged public equipment."

"Did someone catch it?" Liao Yunchen frowned and wiped his body clean. He put on his uniform meticulously, and then walked outside with his secretary.The documents on the table were already tired and three stacks slowly, which made him frowned again: "Didn't I say that the things that can be dealt with below, the documents that can be solved should not be sent to me?"

The female secretary shrugged, expressing her innocence: "Mr. Director, we have carefully selected these."

Liao Yun's face darkened again, and the female secretary hurriedly shouted for help, why was she on duty when the director of the devil came back today.

Liao Yunchen, the director of the Jinjiang Crossing Division and the office director of the counterattack office, he is rigorous, unsmiling, and treats his subordinates extremely harshly. Although he doesn't beat and scold him personally, just one look in his eyes can make you feel that the seasons are like spring. Snowflakes began to fall inside the Jinjiang Group.

Although this person is serious and has the title of Director of the Devil, he is indeed a genius. He has already climbed to his current position within a few years of graduation, and no one dares to say that he relied on his body to rise to the top.

Nonsense, who can be hard on this face.

Their director is not ugly, but handsome, extremely handsome, the key problem is that there is always only one expression, everyone says he must have facial nerve necrosis, and some say he is because of childhood shadows.

Let go of his sister's childhood shadow, as their director is so cruel, the star thieves in a radius of five hundred stars will be scared to death when they hear his name, whoever dares to give him a childhood shadow, he will not become someone else's shadow. very good already!

Sitting in front of the office, Liao Yunchen frowned as soon as he picked up the first document. The secretary hurriedly complained, but saw him ask another question.

"Next time, I will make a suggestion to the company's technical department. If there are still personnel to perform tasks, no matter what, the body needs to be remodeled, otherwise it will be too durable!"

"Yes yes yes..." The little secretary nodded hastily.

Liao Yunchen corrected some documents with a pen, and then frowned again. He didn't know what happened to him this time. A face kept flashing in his mind, and it lasted for a long time.

This is really a good way to treat face blindness.

Liao Yun complained silently with a gloomy face.

Liao Yunchen suffers from severe facial recognition disorder. Anyway, there are only two faces that have left a deep impression on him for so many years. Now, unfortunately, there is a third one, and it is one that he will never see again. The people in the subworld made him so disturbed that he couldn't even calm down to seriously write documents.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at his little secretary: "Do you have facial recognition disorder?"

In so many days, it was the first time that my immediate boss had a small chat with me, which made the little secretary so excited that he couldn't help himself: "No, sir!"

"Then... you know so many faces, don't they cause you a lot of trouble?"

Liao Yunchen asked seriously, but the little secretary thought that her boss was finally overwhelmed by the year-round psychological pressure, and asked a stupid question.

"Of course not. Under normal circumstances, only when someone mentions someone to you will there be a specific impact in your mind. Even some people who are easy to be ignored may not be remembered by you."

Liao Yun pursed his lips, and looked at the secretary seriously: "I... am I easy to be ignored?"

The little secretary's legs almost went limp, whoever is going to mention her boss, she has not turned her head, and her back is covered with cold sweat!

"Then... What kind of people are easy to leave influence?"

The little secretary pursed her lips and gave the most direct answer: "He's handsome!"

Liao Yun touched his chin proudly: he is indeed handsome, there is nothing wrong with that!

The morning is usually spent immersed in the working system. Liao Yun rested his glasses. He suspected that his increasingly serious myopia was related to his increasing work pressure, so it was absolutely necessary to apply for a work-related injury.In fact, if it wasn't for the fact that face blindness was formed when he was a cub, he could have extorted money from the Transit Division on the grounds that he had done too many missions.

He took a sip of tea while sorting out the files that had just been passed up above, and when his slender fingers impatiently ran across a piece of paper, he found that there were actually two stuck together.

He pursed his lips here, and let his assistant walk into the reference room.He gently tore off the stuck place, but found that the words on the face were all glued off, so he had to give up and use other methods to get it off.

When the two pages were finally divided, Liao Yunchen's expression changed suddenly.

Not for anything else, just because of the face on this piece of information that he will never forget.

Even in the ID photo, the man above still smiled gracefully and seemed to be a very easy-to-get-together partner, but in fact, this man was cruel. According to his superiors, this man was not human at all.

Liao Yunchen was thinking while swipe across this person's name with his fingers, the words on it had changed color.He let go of the awkwardness in his heart, and carefully read the person's information word by word. When his eyes swept over one of the lines, he froze for a moment, looked carefully again, and finally raised his head.

"Director..."

The little secretary knocked on the door and poked his head in, especially when he saw that his boss's expression was not very good, he even swallowed his own saliva.

"What's the matter?" Liao Yunchen glanced at her, took off his eyes, and rubbed his eyes with the other hand, telling her to speak quickly if she had something to say, the little secretary could only swallow her eyes. Only then reported: "Director Wang said, I hope I can trouble you to go to the numbered world of 3652 once, saying..."

"What?" Liao Yunchen frowned.

"Say his nephew...works in this world!" In fact, it was just for fun, and he found a random world, but the second generation of officials didn't have the ability to poke a basket in it. This Director Wang wanted trouble again at this moment His boss went to clean up the mess.

"No." Liao Yunchen threw the information in his hand on the table, turned around and went to the bedroom to change clothes, while arranging for the secretary to prepare: "Open world 5467, I will investigate some things inside."

The little secretary nodded, and then realized what the boss said: "Boss, what about that 3652..."

Liao Yunchen took a look: "Cold salad."

There was no way, the little secretary activated the installation measures again. Although she didn't understand why the director made such a sudden decision this time, she didn't have the strength to refute at all when facing an absolutely powerful person.

The wind blowing in from the window flipped over the file on the table, until it reached the files of a man named Zhai Qiu, where there were still some water stains, and the number five of the files was clearly written: 5467.

Before entering the sub-world this time, Liao Yunchen specially adjusted the data of his soul, and put on something called a recognizer newly developed by the Transcend Division. This thing can help him distinguish some things in front of him.To explain it further, it is equivalent to adjusting the recognizability of these people's faces, similar to the id that everyone stares at above their heads when playing games.

a great invention.

Liao Yunchen silently gave him a like.

The world of 5467 is a troubled one.

Liao Yunchen opened his eyes on a bed this time, and the moment his senses responded to his body, a smell of powder hit his nostrils.

"Cough cough cough..."

He began to cough violently, and even threw away the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms. The beauty screamed, and when she realized that this person really didn't care about her, she crawled over with a worried face and helped him Pat on the back smooth.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you, don't scare Die Ying!"

Liao Yun touched his chest with heavy hands, silently shouting a mistake.

When they perform tasks, the bodies they entrust are not necessarily, but generally speaking, those who leave fewer traces in the world are more favored, but most of them have strong appeals.By fulfilling the wishes of these people, they open a parallel world for the world, which is equivalent to building an extra pillar.

As for the so-called few traces, it is actually an early death.

The person Liao Yunchen possessed this time did not die early to be honest, but his appeal was higher than everyone else, which is why...

"Get out of the way." Liao Yunchen frowned, waved the delicate woman, stood up and poured himself a cup of tea, but when he drank it in one gulp, he almost spit it out.

This tea is iced!

He suppressed his swallowing, and originally planned to go out, but saw the woman rushing over in shock: "My lord, Die Ying didn't serve you well, don't you run around naked without clothes on!"

Liao Yunchen took a silent look at the robe embroidered with dragons and phoenixes on his body, he really didn't realize that it was a dark robe.

After the woman dressed herself up as a peacock, Liao Yunchen sat lazily on the chair and looked at the fat face in the mirror.

Ma Dan, so ugly that even a face-blind man can recognize him!

With his own fat body and a red collar, Shi Shiran... walked out of the room. Just as he came out, a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks narrowed his eyes with a smile. : "Master, shall we go home?"

"En!" Liao Yunchen glanced at the boy with his narrowed eyes, and nodded, expressing his acceptance of this opinion.

It was already early morning at this time, and the street was a bit chilly, hawkers in the distance were selling freshly baked hot buns, and the aroma of soup wafted from the chaos restaurant next to it.Liao Yunchen shook his head and walked out of the Huanyi building, but the servant behind who should have closed the door didn't move until the old bustard chased him out and stuffed a very delicate purse into his hand, with a smile on his face. Smile: "Young Master Ji, are you playing well?"

Liao Yunchen nodded pretentiously.

The old bustard laughed so hard that she couldn't see her teeth, she stuffed her purse hard: "This morning, Die Ying came to me and cried, saying that I was afraid that I didn't serve you well, so I came to apologize to you."

Liao Yunchen waved her hand away, rolled her eyes, and showed a salivating expression: "Don't think too much, Aunt Qin, just take a look, next time...can I...can I be with Miss Yunzi..."

With an expression that everyone understood, the bustard patted him on the shoulder to show that she also understood, but her mouth was a little arrogant: "Whether this girl has time depends on the timing of the young master. Is it right?" like……"

"It's hard to say? I have a red coral in my house. The color is very true. The stones under it are all gemstones tributed by Nanyang, or the sacred objects given by the emperor before. I will hurry up and have this dog servant send them over. Miss Yunzi doesn't know. Do you like it or not..." As the pig brother said, saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth, and everyone hurriedly hid away when they saw it, for fear that they would be beaten up by the bully when they laughed.

"I like it!" Aunt Qin's face was almost full of wrinkles, and she waved the small pink handkerchief in her hand very cheerfully: "I, let this building stop doing business, and let Yun Zi see you mind!"

Brother Zhu patted the old bustard's hand in satisfaction, turned around and walked to the carriage. It seemed that he was too fat, or because he was drunk the night before, and his kidneys were weak, so he bumped into the carriage. The slave came to help him, He kicked him on all fours and couldn't get up for a long time.

This farce lasted for about a cup of tea, until the carriage with the bell was far away, the old bustard ran upstairs and pushed open the wooden door, and just saw a woman inside who was meditating at the window, her eyes were chasing the receding carriage for a long time back to God.

"Yunzi...Miss Yunzi..."

The old bustard was a full three feet away from the girl, but he didn't take a step forward, with a flattering expression on his face, not at all like the other girls in the brothel.

"Hmm... Aunt Qin?" The woman seemed to wake up from a dream, she turned her head, looked at the bustard and shook her head.

This girl is beautiful, with willow-leaf eyebrows, phoenix eyes, lips like rouge, nose like a knife, coupled with a face retracted from the chin, the whole person is like the soft and beautiful music of Jiangnan, really worthy of Yunzi Er Character.She was wearing a long skirt with smoke cages and clear water. The green mountains and green waters on it were lifelike, and a green stone was embedded between the bones of the pipa. From a distance, it really looked like a pool of clear water, which was refreshing.

"Girl, you'd better go and rest early."

The woman glanced out of the window reluctantly, and saw that the clanging carriage had long since disappeared, so she turned and went back to the room, closing the vermilion lacquered door.