Leader of the Ark Raiders

But there was such a forging competition inserted horizontally in the middle.

This is indeed a very innovative game.

Director Kalevi had read Wojchter's manuscript.

He plans to publish one or two reports in Casimir's country first, to test the water and see the response before deciding on the next move.

Unexpectedly, early this morning, Director Kalevi was eating breakfast and reading the newspaper, and Wojchett brought him a "surprise".

He claimed he brought in someone who "talked about the project".

Callaway was very annoyed.

He has stated countless times that no one will disturb his breakfast time.

Talk about projects, talk about what the hell project.

Talk about the project and go to someone from the project department. Is he the kind of person you can meet casually! ?

Callaway yelled "Get him out" at the phone, then slammed the phone down.

But not long after, the knock on the door rang again.

The office door opened, and the secretary apologized sheepishly to him.

Gasping for breath, Wojchet introduced the young man behind him to Callaway.

Hmm, a dark-haired young man who looks like... Agor?

Calais narrowed his eyes in displeasure, already thinking about how to send them away together.

however.

When Wojchet introduced "this is the 'beak knight' who once participated in the knight competition".

Director Callaway's coffee cup shattered.

...The knight walked to his desk with a smile and politeness, and handed over a "Feasibility Analysis Report on Sponsorship and Acquisition of the Exclusive Reporting Right of the Forging Competition".

Director Kalevy almost jumped up from his office chair, bent at a [-]-degree angle, and took the report.

He invited the other party to sit down and asked the secretary to grind the best coffee beans.

To the surprise and horror of Director Callaiwei, for the next hour, the knight described to him the possible benefits of sponsoring the game in a very civilized and very ceremonial manner.

... very detailed.

It can even be said to be very professional.

It is hard to imagine that this feasibility analysis report was made by a layman.

But Director Kalev didn't take a word into his head.

The muscles in his whole body were tense, and he felt that the opponent would pull out a knife and put it on his neck in the next second, and asked him, "Will you sponsor the game? Will you?"

At the end of the interview, Director Callaway personally sent the knight downstairs, saying that this matter was already on the top priority of his to-do list, and he would contact the project department to ensure the completion of the task.

Shen Cangye was standing on the street, holding in his hand the exquisite gift presented by Director Kalev.

Ah, talking about business...is everything going so smoothly?

Feedback from the Rose Newspaper came back soon.

Shen Cangye declined the visiting invitation from Director Callaiwei, and took the letter of intent from the Rose Newspaper and went to the Craftsman Association.

Manisa took him to meet the council of the association.

The directors were naturally overjoyed at the sponsorship they had found.

Shen Cangye also put forward his own "conditions" at the right time.

With an investment letter of intent, this "condition" also has weight.

——If you want sponsorship, you can, but you have to get something in exchange.

He also knew that in recent days, the Craftsman Association had received a lot of accusations and insults about the mishandling of the judges in the last knockout competition.

Coupled with the fact that the Artisans Association is already short of funds, there is no reason to refuse investment at all.

After a short discussion, the council voted in favor.

However, the proposal goes to the president of the association.

They inevitably heard the phrase "Casimir's sponsor? Among other things, I have always heard the name of Casimir soju!"

Shen Cangye smiled all over his face, "The investors have already prepared wine."

It's cool to squeeze the evil Casimir capitalists.

That night, the battlefield shifted to the wine table.

Casimir shochu, or vodka, is famous all over the world.

The grain-based eaux-de-vie settle in oak barrels, and the longer the wine ages, the more mellow it will become.

Cases of cowgrass vodka from Casimir were served.

The two heads of the Rose Newspaper were chatting enthusiastically with the old fellows of the Artisans Association at the beginning.

When I saw the old craftsman asked the waiter to remove the goblet and use the long glass of orange juice to hold the vodka up to 96 degrees.

Their legs were already shaking.

If you drink like this, you will die! ?

764 Calamity Dionysus, how do you live?

On the wine table, toasts were mixed.

After two cups, the two members of Rose Newspaper fell asleep on the ground.

After two more cups, the battle-tested directors also poured out.

In the end, only Shen Cangye and the head of the craftsman's association were left to drink.

"Shen, Brother Shen—" the head of the association put his arm around Shen Cangye's shoulders, and said with his tongue out, "You don't know that our Artisan Association... will soon, soon fail..."

"Well, I know." Shen Cangye was called "brother" by this old man with white beard and hair, and his facial expression was a bit distorted.

The president of the association said again: "Hey, cough... You have brought me this praise and sponsorship, you really saved us from... the fire and water-you are our great benefactor..."

Shen Cangye responded casually, thinking that the reason why no one is sponsoring you hasn't figured it out yet?Isn't it because you insist on drinking people down?

The old guild president poured himself a full glass of wine, and then spilled another half glass wobbly.

He went on to say: "Brother Shen, you...you have helped us a lot, if there is anything you can do in the future—"

Shen Cangye clinked glasses with him, "Speaking of which, I really have something to ask for."

After he finished his request, he watched the old association president drink the wine in his glass.

And Manisha, who was protected from drinking as a lady, looked at them like a monster from the sidelines.

In the end, the old craftsmen who have been invincible in the wine field for a long time also fell unconscious.

In the huge private room, Shen Cangye was the only one left to silently put the remaining half bottle of wine into the box, and said to himself, "I have to take it home and cook with such good wine."

Manisha on the side almost vomited blood, "Are you still human!?"

Shen Cangye looked at the people lying on the ground, "How do we get them back?"

Manisa raised her forehead, "Don't worry, I've seen this scene too many times...it's the only one who is standing alone this time..."

Manisa made a phone call and asked the young men from the Artisan Association to come and get these drunk old guys back.

The two were waiting outside the hotel.

When the night wind blew, it was suddenly a little chilly.

Manisa looked at the corner of the street and murmured again: "Why did you do this?"

Shen Cangye threw a piece of chewing gum into his mouth, and said, "Didn't you say that the Artisan Association will soon be unable to survive? I have a friend who has feelings for the Artisan Association, and we will spend money from capitalists together. Is it not good?"

Manisa smiled, "It's mainly for Maria, right?"

"Well, if it wasn't like that, the president of the association might not agree." Shen Cangye spread his hands.

"Don't you drink like this too!"

"It's nothing to me." Shen Cangye said, "The most important thing is that I want to bring Maria back to the game in a suitable way. I don't want to hurt her self-esteem."

He paused, and said: "Maria fell here, and it was very heavy and painful. Anyone else's praise and encouragement to her was useless. Only when she stood up again at the place where she fell, could she recover." To have the courage and confidence to continue down this path."

Manisa said helplessly: "To be honest, when everyone is drunk, even if you directly tell the president of the association that you want the secret forging recipe, he will give it to you on the spot. You have worked so hard to abduct one. It’s a big bend, let Maria go to the competition again, what a bother.”

Shen Cangye smiled and said: "It was Maria's competition, not mine, and I couldn't complete the competition for her. She didn't just participate in the competition for the secret forging recipe, she needed a recognition. I couldn't take it Go to her for the competition prize. But I will stay with her until she wins the championship."

"Champion... Oh, you trust her very much."

"Of course, she is the best craftsman."

Manisa sighed, "You have considered so much and done so much, just for this one thing..."

"Because that was her dream since she was a child." Shen Cangye smiled, looking at Weicheng Mountain in the distance in the night.

He breathed out, and said, "I think they have almost sent people away, so I'll go back first."

"Hey, wait." Manisha held him back and stuck out her tongue, "Actually, I was worried that you drank too much, so I called someone to accompany you back..."

"Huh? I didn't drink too much?" Shen Cangye was puzzled.

"But I have already called..."

Shen Cangye saw a taxi stop by the side of the road, and Maria got out of the car in a hurry.

As soon as Xiao Linguang saw him, he quickened his pace and ran over.

Shen Cangye looked at the pony running towards him, and sighed, "Manisa, I know you have good intentions, but..."

"I'm afraid that something will happen to you!" Manisa said.

Shen Cangye gave her a blank look, "Which one do you think is more likely to cause accidents if I walk back alone or take a taxi with this silly girl?"

"Uh..." Manisa was dumb when asked.

At this time, the blond Kuranta ran over and grabbed Shen Cangye's arm, "Doctor Shen, are you okay?"

Immediately, he glanced at Manisha complainingly, as if saying, "How could you make him drink so much wine!"

Manisa was a little terrified by her stare.

I heard Maria say in a cold voice: "Thank you, Miss Manisa. I will take him back first."

"Alright, be careful on the road." Manisa was a little dumbfounded.

Why is there an inexplicable sense of déjà vu that the wife came to pick up the drunk husband?

765 The Street Is So Quiet, No One Is There

It was late at night, and the streets were quiet.

The street lamp hit the two distant shadows on the ground, stretching them very long.

Shen Cangye was a little sorry, "I'm really sorry Maria, you are tired from work today, and you were asked to pick me up so late, disturbing your rest."

"Actually, I'm not working today. Mr. Vulcan said I was absent-minded, so he gave me a few days off, so I can rest at ease." Maria said with a smile, "Besides, I haven't slept yet. "

"are you OK?"

"I'm fine." Maria drooped her ears in embarrassment, as if recalling the day she held him and cried loudly.

... shame to death!

Shen Cangye didn't talk about what happened that day.

After all, everyone will have such a breakdown.

"It's all my fault, we still have to walk." Shen Cangye scratched his head.

Because of the smell of alcohol, they were refused by two taxis in a row, so they had to walk back to the hotel.

"Is it okay for me to support you like this? Are you struggling to walk?" Maria asked repeatedly, holding his arm.

Shen Cangye was helpless, "I'm not drunk."