"It's closed at the moment. If you buy something, come back tomorrow morning. *./*" The guy next to him yelled at Lorraine and Belem.

The employees who heard the movement next to them gathered around with clubs, jammed in front of Lorraine and the others, and looked at Lorraine and them with unkind expressions.

"These people are sneaky, not like good people."

"Wandering out in the middle of the night, either a thief or a clientele. Brothers, what kind of do you think they look like?"

"Quality, pay attention to quality, we are a big multinational trust, pay attention to company image."

A group of people gathered around Lorraine and they kept pointing

It’s not surprising that the so-called "customers bully shop, shop bully shoppers."

Although the headquarters of the Flying Eagle Group has always emphasized that'customers are Gods, but below, those puppies rely on the power of the group, and they are naturally reliant on the power of the group...Uh, the foxes are fake and tigers. For this sentence, naturally they are different. Interpretation.

The so-called ‘customer is God, this sentence should actually be heard in reverse, ‘employees are God.

Especially for those products that are in short supply, they have superior product resources in their hands. In many cases, those customers have to beg them. Even sometimes, even if you give a gift, you may not get the goods.

Lorraine looked at them with beaming eyebrows, and couldn't help feeling a little in a daze, very vaguely from the situation when they went to the bank to do business.

Leo next to him also cursed in a low voice: "*, these puppies who can only look at people with a dog's eyes, they have to strengthen their ideological education when they look back~!"

Lorraine smiled slightly. Now that Leo had made up his mind, he didn't need to worry about it. He ignored these people in front of him, and turned to look inside the branch.

Sir Alex is still very curious about his branch.

With the rapid development of the Flying Eagle Group, the company's stalls are very large, but Lord Lorraine has been busy with official duties and has always been unable to take a look at his company.

Lord Lorraine is only responsible for looting the site and making bad ideas. Therefore, the operation of the group relies on Leo and those professional managers. As for how they toss that is their own business.

This is the first time Luo Jueye has inspected the branch.

Since seeing this branch, Lorraine has been looking at the layout and activities here with a professional eye.

Initial observations made Lorraine basically satisfied.

The door of the branch office is exquisite, but not luxurious and conspicuous. The clothing of the personnel entering and exiting is neat and orderly. Although it is already midnight, it is still a busy scene.

As for the attitude of these employees, Lorraine simply ignored it. After all, it is inevitable that a team of more than a dozen people will come over in the middle of the night.

Therefore, I did not pursue them, but only planned to go back and give them some ideological education.

You know, Lord Lorraine is usually the one who is stunned and stabbed back. Sir Alex Ferguson is also a tiger eating fast, and he rarely sent a kindness.

Amid the noise of the shop assistants, Belen took a step forward, glanced at them lightly, and said, "Let your manager come out."

The guys glanced at each other and then laughed like they heard a joke.

One of them smiled and said, "Our manager? That's the one you want to see if you see it. I want to see the manager but still can't see it. Hurry up, we are busy with that, so there is no time to talk to you.

Belen took out a small book from his arms and shook it in front of him, saying: "We are from the headquarter of the group. We are here from the headquarters. You'd better report it quickly."

The guy was stunned for a moment. They were just guys hired by the Flying Eagle Group from the local area.

But they heard Belen's tone very loudly, and then they saw that the little book in his hand was covered with the shiny Flying Eagle Group badge.

For a moment, they looked at each other and fell silent.

A little boss on duty in the house didn't pay attention to the movement, so he didn't show up until he saw the certificate presented by Belen. His eyes lit up and he ran to the front quickly.

As the middle-level leader of the branch, he still knows that it is a work permit that is only available at the manager level and above. The entire branch is only owned by the manager, and the baby is usually locked in a safe. ....

The little boss greeted him, nodding and bowing with a flattering smile: "I don't know if the leaders are coming in the middle of the night. You should be negligent. You should inform us in advance so that we can meet you. You said this...this is a trouble.

Please inside, please inside. "

Immediately, he turned his head, yelled at the guys outside the door, and said: "What a bunch of bastards, you blinded your dog.

This is the big leader from the headquarters. Don't you hurry up and ask the manager to come over. They are all gone and go to work, otherwise I will deduct your wages. "

Turning his face, he immediately smiled again, and said to Belen: "Manager, you forgive me, forgive me, these guys are vulgar people and don't know how to be polite.

Moreover, a while ago, we always lost things, they were afraid of being stolen. Forgive me, forgive me, haha, hahahaha..."

Belen snorted coldly, then raised his head and strode in.

The little boss looked at it and couldn't help frowning: These uncles are not kind to the people~!

Immediately, with a flattering smile on his face, he walked in with everyone.

Accompanied by him, everyone came to the hall and sat down to drink tea and rest.

Soon, the branch manager hurried over.

This is a big middle-aged fat man with a blushing face and a blessing.

At this time, he was still sleepy and ignorant, a pair of birch that was pulled up from the bed, without the buttons on his clothes, and he asked loudly after entering the door: "Where are the leaders from the ministry? Where are they? "

Lorraine picked up his hat, grinned at him, and said solemnly: "Do you know who I am?"

The general manager was stunned at first, then he saw Lorraine's face clearly, and he was stunned, his face was full of stunned expressions.

Of course he knows Lord Lorraine, the big boss of the group. Lord Lorraine will definitely be there every year when the managers' meeting is held. As the big boss of the group company, who dares not know him.

"Old..." the manager said blankly.

Lorraine gave him a silent gesture, and the manager hurriedly covered his mouth and swallowed the rest of the words.

"All out, all out." As a manager, he still has this wink.

Lorraine and a group of more than a dozen people, most of them suddenly came to the door because it must be a great event, and it must be kept secret.

Otherwise, as Lord Lorraine, the city lord and nobles of Bertaman would come to meet him.

The manager drove everyone else out of the office, locked the door personally, and respectfully said: "Boss, why did you come suddenly?"

Leo picked up the leather hat on his head, grinned, and said triumphantly: "And me. I'm here too."

The manager took another breath and said: "Chairman, you...you..."

The manager instantly understood that Lorraine and Leo must have sneaked in.

"This is something big going to happen." The manager was secretly excited to be able to personally serve the big boss and second boss of the group company. Although it might take some risks, the benefits are big without thinking.

Lorraine waved his hand and said: "Let's come to Perellis to do a little business and leave in two days. Don't let others know. Find us a place to stay."

The manager hurriedly said: "Then go to my house. Our company's local dormitory, the area, is very safe."

"Alright." Lorraine nodded, and said, "Find someone who is familiar with the local situation. I want someone who doesn't talk too much."

"Wrapped on me." The manager patted his chest and said, "It will definitely satisfy you, boss."

The dormitory area of ​​the Flying Eagle Group in Bertaman is a detached house, with the warehouse and factory of the Flying Eagle Group on the outside, and the residence at the innermost.

Several beautiful courtyards are dedicated to the leadership, quiet and comfortable.

At least the branch manager felt that Lord Lorraine was very satisfied with this place. At this time, he was fortunate that the leaders' dormitory had not been built into a super luxurious one.

If the eldest dad and the second boss see him spending money so rashly, his good days will come to an end.

After landing, Gilimanyaf remained silent and watched indifferently until they walked into the rest room.

The eyes of the young people next to him did not leave his body for a moment, and Girimanyaf wisely did not speak.

But until he sat on the soft sofa, Girimanyaf couldn't help it anymore and pulled Rabelen quietly and said, "Are the branches of your group always responsible for receiving you?"

Belen straightened his waist and glanced at Girimanyaf weirdly. Seeing his doubts on his face, he couldn't help but secretly wonder: This guy is too ignorant. This kind of confidential matter can be like an outsider like you. Said it?

But then suddenly I thought of something, smiled, and explained patiently: "Of course, as long as it is an employee of the head office, the branch offices in various places will always provide some convenience when they come down."

Girimanyaf smacked his tongue secretly, hesitated, and said, "As long as it is from the head office?"

Belen smiled and said: "To be precise, as long as you have a work permit for the head office, you can."

Girimanyaf also smirked. As an old spy, he knew that it must not only require credentials, but also some kind of secret signal.

But since the other party didn't know it, he couldn't ask carefully.

Gilimanyaf glanced at several young people around him, and said, "Flying Eagle Group has a very wide distribution range, right?"

Belen nodded and said, "Almost, except for a few places that are not friendly to Ruman, such as Almohad South, as long as it is a city of sufficient size, there are branches of the Flying Eagle Group."

Girimanyaf stretched out his hand and rubbed his chin, and was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

According to today's situation, every branch of the Flying Eagle Group is a local activity station where the secret service department is stationed.

Apart from other things, only from the perspective of the residence and local information that the branch can provide cover, the help to intelligence personnel like him is huge.

When they are most afraid of engaging in intelligence work, they are unfamiliar with their lives.

When I first arrived at the ground, my eyes were darkened, and I couldn't quickly integrate into the lives of the locals and start work. And as a stranger, in the eyes of the locals, it is as dazzling as a torch in the dark. Someone is staring at all times, and one who is careless may reveal his identity.

When Girimanyaf himself first arrived in Nian'an, he took a serious burden, walked the streets and alleys, and sold seasonings for a year before he gradually integrated into the surrounding crowd.

It's different with the branches of the Flying Eagle Group. They are tantamount to saying that they have already set up the front station.

To Girimanyaf's surprise, the Flying Eagle Group has opened branches almost all over the continent.

This means an intelligence network covering the entire continent.

Everyone knows who is the most powerful intelligence system in the world? It's the Holy See~!

Because they brought their tentacles into every corner of the mainland, where there are towns, there are churches of the God of Light.

The pastor of each church is Vantino’s secret agents. They will regularly report local events to the higher authorities, and sometimes even the prices of various places.

There is no way for this kind of spy and the local government in a priest's robe.

Therefore, Vantino is well aware of what is happening in various countries on the mainland and can always react quickly.

But based on the current situation, the Flying Eagle Group, or the Ruman people, have also done the same thing.

The Holy See has spent hundreds of years and countless manpower and material resources in setting up its own huge system.

But the Flying Eagle Group only took three years. Although it was far from the strictness of the Holy See system, they were the second to do it.

Girimanyaf murmured: "One started with religion and the other started with business. It really is a wonderful and powerful handwriting."

Belen smiled. Although Gilimanyaf's words sounded boring, he knew what the other party was saying.

"Not only that." Belen said slowly: "Actually, every branch of the Flying Eagle Group also undertakes part of the work of collecting information. In some cities and branches that we consider important, there will be our security guards. Professionals arranged by the military."

The professional that Belen is talking about is, of course, an agent of a venture capital company.

"Therefore, our security forces can always respond quickly to what happens in different regions." Belen explained indifferently.

Girimanyaf thoughtfully said: "No wonder, no wonder, the conflict between you and the Holy See two years ago was so quick and accurate."

Belen smiled and said: "That is because we did enough homework in advance. The flying eagle group and the security forces are powerful. What you see now is only the tip of the iceberg out of the sea, the things under the sea, ha ha..."

With a mysterious expression on Belen's face, he said: "Let's put it this way, we are not ignorant of what happened to the Demon Race."

Several young people looked at their boss strangely. Belém today is not the same as usual.

Their boss usually hangs a lock on his mouth, his face is blank, and he can't say a few words all day.

The next person to ask for work instructions is also simple and clear, and there is no unnecessary nonsense.

Under his role model, the people in the venture capital company are all wood. But most of the intelligence work is like this. No one thinks it is wrong.

Today's Belén boss seems to be very talkative. Not only does he answer questions with the spy, but he also takes the initiative to speak. This is something they dare not even think about.

Girimanyaf nodded slowly, slumped in the chair and lowered his head in thought.

"Get some rest early. I'll see you tomorrow." Belen stood up and patted Girimanyaf on the shoulder, yawned and walked into the room.

Before dawn the next day, the manager of the branch came over to ask for peace.

The manager had already planned, even if Lorraine and Leo were not up, he would wait outside the house.

This is a question of attitude.

The big boss and the second boss can appear in his small temple. This opportunity is as small as a comet hitting the earth, and he must take it well.

It is not his dream to be a manager of a regional branch. There are also regional managers and headquarters managers.

This is the first time for the manager of the branch office to sigh that this winter is too warm, and there is no snow. He can't stand in front of the big boss with a snowflake.

But when he walked to the door, he was surprised to find that everyone in the house had actually got up.

Several young people were sitting around a table with a few strange iron pipes on it, and they were wiping these iron pipes intently with their expressions.

Lorraine and Leo were looking at a map of Bertaman on the map, planning different routes.

Seeing the manager coming in, Lorraine waved to him.

"Will the boss take a rest?" The manager trot over and greeted graciously.

"Very good," Lorraine nodded with a smile, "Should I ask the person you were looking for?"

The manager nodded again and again and said, "I have it, Jimmy, come in quickly."

A very smart-looking young man walked into the room cautiously, holding his hat in his hand, bowing to Lorraine and the others, and said, "Bye...bye my lord."

"Is this kid okay?" Lorraine asked casually.

"Absolutely no problem, UU reading www.uukanshu.com" the manager said decisively, patting his chubby chest: "Jimmy is my brother-in-law. I have been in Bertaman for two years, and I usually have a temper."

Lorraine laughed and said, "That must be fine."

Then he glanced at Gilimanyaf and said, "Mr. Gilimanyaf, it's your turn now."

Girimanyaf stood up and adjusted his clothes, nodded to Lorraine and Belen, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, Jimmy greeted him and walked out the door slowly.

Several young people put away the weapons on the table, put them in their arms, buttoned a certain wide hat on the forehead, and walked out behind Girimanyaf.

"Is this okay?" Leo watched as Gilimanyaf's back disappeared outside the courtyard, frowning and groaning: "Will this guy take the opportunity to run away?"

Belen showed a rare triumphant smile on his face, and said, "The chairman can rest assured, we just chase him away now, and this old guy won't leave."

Belen couldn't help laughing, and said, "I know people in this business too well. This guy has already been hooked by us."