——She hopes that at least my voice can always be by her side?

Chapter 257 Gold Medal Planning Ma Sha (three shifts)

Ma Sha put on his headset and looked at the party secretary.

As soon as the thought of speaking to the party secretary came into his head, the party secretary frowned slightly.

Ma Sha decisively gave up his intention to speak, and thought directly: "Did you hear me?"

The party secretary looked blank.

It seems that we still have to speak.

Ma Sha pointed to the passage dug out from the main body of the world in the car to the north: "You go to the end there, I will use this to talk to you."

The party secretary nodded, picked up the bicycle that was standing next to him, and rode it on to the long passage to the north.

Bicycles are all prepared to cope with the ever-increasing world of cars in the future.

Soon after the group secretary disappeared, Ma Sha said: "The group secretary, can you hear me?"

no respond.

--what happened?

--Could it be that……

"The secretary of the regiment, I think you have to speak aloud before I can hear it."

The next moment, the voice of the party secretary came from Masha's ear: "Now, do you hear it?"

"heard it."

The little girl looked at Ma Sha suspiciously: "Are you talking to Fangfang?"

Masha nodded.

The party secretary continued: "So, as long as you wear it, we can talk to each other? Or do you need to appoint someone first?"

"I'll appoint one first, and it seems that I can only appoint my ‘lover’."

"Tsk, in this way, you are completely our commander. But, is this really a prop from C qualification? I feel...grass!"

"What's wrong?"

"Mosquitoes! Hurry up and finish covering the biogas tank! Sooner or later the whole world in the car will be occupied by mosquitoes."

"Okay, close the store early tonight. It's done in one go, and the materials are almost ready. Come back soon."

"Okay, I will ride back."

Ma Sha turned and walked towards the camouflage door.

The little girl said in a regretful tone: "Are you leaving now?"

Ma Sha waved his hand, went to the door and picked up the radio wave detector, opened it next to the headset, and spoke to the party secretary again: "The secretary?"

"I heard it, ride back immediately."

Ma Sha looked at the detector and continued: "No, I'm just testing whether this thing will emit radio waves. As expected, this thing is not radio wave communication."

"If you want to know it's not radio wave communication, I don't have a receiver or a transmitter. This must be a kind of super power. However, Ma Sha, the C aptitude should give a weaker item, right?"

"Isn't this weak? Think about the good things given by the little girl with B qualification, which is obviously better than this one that can only be used as a communication device. However, being strong is one thing, but it is not that useful. What's going on."

Ma Sha carefully confirmed that the detector did not detect any radio waves, and then turned off the instrument and turned around.

He just saw the regiment secretary ride up to him.

The party secretary got out of the car, put the bicycle next to the camouflage door, and patted Ma Sha on the shoulder: "I don't want to be the one who gives orders in this team, so I am just suggesting, suggesting, from now on, You must have at least Cai Shi's combat power guarding you."

"Actually, as long as it's not when the police are out, you are all by my side. It's safe."

"I'm just suggesting. Let's go, don't you have to open a store today. Remember to find an opportunity to tell Chihiro and the others about this thing."

"I will."

Afterwards, Ma Sha took the opportunity to talk to Chihiro and Cai Shi about getting the headset from the ghost.

In addition, since the ghosts often live in the maid’s shop, Masha judged that it would be better to tell her about it, or it would be troublesome to lie to her every day.

Guigui is different from the sixteen-year-old group. The sixteen-year-old group has to go home all day long. Although the ghosts and ghosts have low qualifications, they can always follow Ma Sha and the others. Moreover, judging from the situation of love, Ma Sha believes that the ghosts have already My group of people are regarded as family members, and they consider this place as their home.

In short, let the ghost know the truth, and she can help.

Among other things, a labor force capable of doing farm work is very useful.

However, even if there is a showdown with ghosts, it is still a matter of night. Ma Sha decided to close the store early tonight to free up more time for Guigui to accept and understand all this.

At ten o'clock that day, the maid shop opened as usual.

There are more guests today than yesterday.

So Ma Sha decisively decided to adopt the method of drawing lots every hour according to the method agreed yesterday, and only admit 20 people in one hour.

When taking the meal, the ghost asked Ma Sha with a worried face: "Is this really okay? Will it be badly reviewed?"

"Then bad reviews, it doesn't matter." Ma Sha shrugged.

He really didn't care about it. It didn't matter if business was bad, it was just a cover.

Guigui looked at Ma Sha and didn't care, and didn't say anything. He continued to concentrate on serving the dishes and taking pictures with the female guests who had finished eating.

Soon Masha discovered that the coffee shop opposite his shop was obviously going to make a fortune today.

Originally, the coffee shop didn't have a minimum consumption to sit casually. However, not long after the lottery started at Masha and the others today, the coffee shop also began to implement a minimum consumption. If you want to sit down, you have to order coffee.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the party secretary suddenly entered the back kitchen and said to Ma Sha: "Look at it, there have been several good comments on Dianping."

"Can we still get good reviews?" Ma Sha leaned over and looked at the mobile phone of the party secretary, "Is there really any? There is still a picture?"

The party secretary patted Ma Sha's helmet and whispered, "Are you in the chef mode again?"

"Yes……"

"Damn, you look at the pictures of the dishes you make. Just looking at the pictures will make many people drool, and then ignore the bad reviews. Can you come here!"

Ma Sha shrugged: "Then come, anyway, we draw lots to enter the store, and we may not be able to enter the shop for a day.