Chapter 329 Damn old Martinson
In the virtual meeting, the remaining thirty-five people frowned and looked at each other.
Then, one after another, they cut off the video conference and ended the meeting.
The Martinson family is one of the most powerful financial groups among them, and it is impossible to do anything to him because of a trivial matter.
However, ten minutes later, the video conference was reconvened, and everyone's faces turned red!
Pluto's fleet is really retreating!
Overjoyed and everyone went crazy.
There is no need to die, or even surrender, they are still one of the masters of this planet.
They will still be the powerful group of people who dominate the life and death of countless people. Isn't this worth carnival?
After an unknown amount of time, the crazy crowd gradually calmed down, and suddenly remembered what old Martinson said...
"God is merciful to the world, he forgives the sins of mankind, and he wants to take away Pluto's solar ship."
god? Alien civilization.
Using solar ships to describe the Pluto fleet?
Why would old Martinson know about this, and why would he call an alien civilization a god?
People will not take old Martinson's words and the disappearance of the fleet as a matter of course.
This cannot be an accident at all!
Superior do not believe in coincidence and luck, they only believe in strength.
The eyes of many people present flickered, and they came up with an incredible idea: Damn old Martinson, the bastard, took refuge in an alien civilization? !
This damned Bitch Martinson actually took refuge in an alien civilization before they did? !
Why!
How did he get in touch with the alien civilization, and how did he get in touch?
Many people are mad with jealousy.
Soon, the old Martinson reconnected to the video conference, with a face full of piety, "God is merciful to the world, He has withdrawn the punishment for mankind, praise God."
"Damn it, old Martinson, how the **** did you do it?"
Old Martinson glanced at the man suddenly, his eyes were cold and stern, "How did I do it? Do I have to tell you?"
"As a messenger of God, I just want to tell you one thing. God forgave the sins of the world and took away the solar ship that was supposed to destroy mankind." Old Martinson hung up the video call immediately after finishing speaking.
Everyone in the virtual meeting looked at each other, and then, a person suddenly said, "Sorry, I have something to deal with suddenly."
After finishing speaking, the other person hung up the phone directly.
This is not an isolated case. Then, a person also reacted, "Well, I just happen to have something to deal with."
Some people haven't reacted yet, and they didn't react until the third and fourth people withdrew one after another.
Damn it, these guys!
Everyone came to their senses, hung up the video conference one after another, and went to contact Old Martinson.
All of a sudden, old Martinson became a favorite, indirectly using this incident to achieve his own interests.
I don’t know how many people have reached ulterior deals with the old Martinson, and it’s not even considered a deal, because the old Martinson simply wrote a blank check.
Old Martinson recruited all the consortia, and after a simple verbal agreement, directly established the God's Aid Society.
means a federation with the help of gods.
This meeting is still growing. If the old Martinson can come up with the key things to prove, the cohesion of this God's Aid Society will reach its peak.
Today's God's Aid is just a grass-roots group. It seems to be in harmony with the outside world, and the members are not stupid. Of course, it is impossible for them to believe what old Martinson says.
Old Martinson couldn't help lamenting, if he hadn't used up his lifespan before, he could use his lifespan and throw it in the faces of these old guys. He believed that these old guys would be more pious than him by then.
It's a pity, his lifespan was used up immediately...
God, I am your most loyal believer, please grant me a little more life.
I will spread your glory, and the child you care for will be my Lord.
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Chen Chu doesn't know these things, he is living a leisurely life now.
Daily life is very comfortable, and I go to bed when I have nothing to do.
A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and today is April 29.
The day after tomorrow is May Day, and there will be a small long holiday. He discussed it with Sister Xiaolu and planned to go back to City A.
Mainly to see my parents, of course, of course, I also have to bring two silly cats.
I called my parents a few times and felt that they were very busy and didn't know what they were doing behind their backs.
The team didn't go to training recently, and the coach didn't urge him, maybe because he recognized Chen Chu's strength and thought he didn't need daily training, right?
Uncle Chen's daily phone call still made Chen Chu collapse. This week, for some reason, he transferred a large amount of pocket money to Chen Chu.
Chen Chu had the illusion that he was being taken care of by Uncle Chen... Ahh!
She was taken care of by Miss Young Lu, and Uncle Chen paid the maintenance fee.
Pocket money is naturally shared with Miss Young Lu as usual, and she didn't refuse, she just said that she would give Chen Chu a surprise when the time comes.
I didn't see the surprise, but today Chen Chu felt frightened!
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"Sister Youlu, why don't I go outside and get a haircut?" Chen Chu was pinned down on the sofa by Chen Youlu, wearing a haircut apron, feeling a little uneasy.
Chen Youlu pressed his shoulder and snorted, "You don't believe me?"
Chen Chu sullenly said, "It's not a matter of belief or not, the main thing is..."
"Oh! Forget it, come on..." After Chen Chu hesitated to speak several times, he sighed, spread his legs, and opened his hands, indicating that she could come.
"Sister Xiaolu, you are not experienced for the first time, so take it easy."
Chen Youlu frowned slightly, then slapped Chen Chu lightly, "Not serious!"
Chen Chu closed his eyes and acted badly, what about love?
Chen Youlu snorted, supported his elbow with one hand, pinched his chin with the other plain hand, and looked around Chen Chu carefully.
Among other things, Sister Youlu's expression is quite stylish, and she probably wants to design a good-looking and suitable hairstyle for Chen Chu.
Under the gaze of Chen Chu who looked at death like home, Chen Youlu quickly began to cut.
As the various scissors continue to move, flat scissors, tooth scissors, sliding scissors, and warped scissors all take turns...
Because there is no mirror, Chen Chu can't see how his hair has been ruined, so he can only hope that it won't be bitten by a dog.
If it doesn't work, he can cut it into short pieces, and don't pay attention to this.
Finally, in Chen Chu's gradually numb state of mind, he let Chen Youlu arrange, cut, wash, dry, and style...
"Yeah! Alright~"
Chen Chu got up directly, and rushed to the one-way mirror in the bathroom.
"Oh, it's really good!" Chen Chu was surprised.
Chen Youlu didn't move too much, the main thing was to give Chen Chu some intensive training.
Chen Chu still has a side-parted head with a slightly messy aesthetic.
The hair is combed back, divided into four or six sides, and the bangs on the right side hang down in front of the forehead, which is very handsome after being shaped.
There is a bad feeling.
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(end of this chapter)