Feili packed the baggage in the room. The affairs on the Manchester side were almost completed. It can be said that everything used to charge the facade is ready. Anyway, this smelter does not rely on it to make money, what it needs is its shell as a regular and legal company. Yi Chen needs to go back to London to deal with things over there, so he has no time to waste in Manchester.

Especially, Yi Chen has been very puzzled recently. According to the power of the stars accumulated in his body, the intensity has far exceeded that when Yi Chen converged into the nucleus for the first time. However, Yi Chen has not been able to get the nucleus in the past week. Shaped in the body. Although his own has been restored to its most perfect state, Yi Chen, who is used to possessing superhuman powers, still feels something is lacking.

Everything is due to the existence of the weak alien true energy. Every time the star core is about to take shape, it always can't wait to push it forward, and then it completely destroys the balance of the inside four elephants cycle of his body, and it falls short. Therefore, Yi Chen has not been very happy recently, and does not want to stay in Manchester, a city with no special features. Maybe, Yi Chen's evaluation of Manchester is a bit too much, but he doesn't like football, and he does not have a good impression of such a faintly run-down city.

Someone was knocking on the door of Yichen’s room. You could hear it from the heavy lifting technique and the heavy but penetrating sound coming from the door. It was Phil or Gore who knocked on the door. one of. Both of them are born with supernatural powers, able to control the power of the earth and the air well, so their daily actions are always marked by their own power, making it easy for Yi Chen to distinguish. If Jester knocked on the door, then it must be a series of sudden knocks, and the sound was extremely high and sharp.

Yi Chen said, "Please come in, what's the matter?"

Phil walked in, bowed gently and said, "Boss, the leader of our factory union wants to see you. Would you like to see him?"

Yi Chen thought for a while, and said, "How long is the train?"

Phil replied: "There are still two hours. It takes thirty-seven minutes from the hotel to the railway station."

Yi Chen stood up, put the crystal box on the table into the inner pocket of his chest, sorted out his shawl, long hair and his stiff white tuxedo, moved his neck, and hung a kindly close to the mirror. Smiling, clearing his throat, and uttering a few soft syllables, he followed Phil out with satisfaction.

The chairman of the factory union is a skinny man in his fifties who is more than 190 centimeters tall. He has a long head, a crooked nose, and two gray eyes that reveal a strange look. Gore and Jester were looking at him politely but vigorously five meters away from him, especially Jester's gaze, which was slightly picky.

But the chairman of this union seemed confident in his appearance, and was not moved by the two men's scrutiny. Indeed, although his black suit is not an expensive brand, it is neat and tidy. A small silver chain is inserted into a buttonhole from his watchband, and the small badge at the end proves that he belongs to an ancient organization brother. meeting.

Yi Chen directly used his own soul to see the figure in charge of the interests of thousands of workers in his factory. Well, Yi Chen found something very interesting. He smiled and said invitingly, "Please Sit down, Gore, and ask the waiter to bring some drinks. This one is..."

The man sat on the sofa opposite Yi Chen and said in a deep and powerful voice: "Call me West, Hou Jin West."

Yi Chen gave a hum, nodded gently and said, "Then, Mr. West, may I ask what you can do with me? Are you dissatisfied with me or does your organization ask our new boss for an increase in salary? Do you ask for more benefits, please don’t be restrained, please tell me, we Chinese are a generous nation, I am even more a generous person, make your request, I will not reject those who are loyal, and add one to my wealth. The reasonable demands of hardworking people of gold coins."

A smile squeezed from West’s thin face, and he nodded and said: "You are a good boss, dear Mr. Yi. However, I am not here to make these requests. The benefits you have given us now are Enough to satisfy even the most demanding workers. If we still ask for money, then we don’t know what is good or bad."

Yi Chen leaned back and twisted his upper body to make his sitting more comfortable. Gore pushed a small trolley of wine over, made two glasses of wine and handed them to Yi Chen and West. Yi Chen raised his glass to signal, West smiled politely, took a sip, and then looked at Phil in a bit of surprise, and motioned: "Good wine, Mr. Yi, you have a very good bartender."

Yi Chen smiled contentedly and said, "Then, Mr. West, what do you need or do you want me to give you a little share of the company? I am a generous person. For people who know you, I have never been stingy. I have one more friend and another way in the future. Isn’t it true that how many shares do you need?"

West shook his head in surprise and said: "I am amazed by your generosity and frankness, but I didn't come here for this... Let me speak straightforwardly. I think I have reached the age of retirement, I think. , I should recommend a trustworthy and reliable guy to take over my position. After all, although the chairman of the factory’s trade union is not a large and high-level position, it is an important one for the workers in this factory... ."

Yi Chen made a slight gesture and laughed: "No problem, no problem, haha, you recommend a young man you recognize to take over your position. I have absolutely no opinion... Of course, as a special union. The chairman of the department, he should be recognized by all the workers, isn’t he?"

Weisi nodded and laughed: "Then, there will be no problem. He is called Ove. He is a loyal, reliable and capable young man. I hope he can assist Mr. Haoyi. Don’t worry, Ove is in the factory. The workers have a high reputation. It can be said that his reputation even surpasses mine. Wrong, even in the industrial area of Manchester, who didn’t know that Ove was a good boy.”

Yi Chen squinted his eyes slightly, a unique light flashed by, and said with a smile: "Dear Mr. West, is Mr. Ove here, let me see him, haha, after all, it is my factory. The next chairman of the trade union. Or, you leave such a lovely young man outside alone Phil, please come in, Mr. Ove.

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Phil strode out, and about a minute later, Phil walked in with Ove.

The tall figure is almost as strong as the majestic figure of Phil and Gore, the upper body of the inverted triangle, the thick arms reveal infinite vitality, the handsome and simple face still has a trace that has not been secular The stain was fresh, but there was a strange trace of hatred at the bottom of his eyes, but Yi Chen and the others could understand.

Yi Chen smiled, this lovely, loyal, and highly prestigious Mr. Ove, isn’t he the lovely Mr. Werewolf Ove, who tortured others, transformed madly under a moonlit night, and slaughtered hundreds of people?

Yi Chen stood up, walked over enthusiastically, took Ove’s big hand, and said cordially: “Aha, Mr. Ove, Mr. West did not recommend the wrong person. We Chinese pay attention to the first glance. The feeling you gave me is simply wonderful, wonderful."

West also stood up and seemed to have accomplished a major event. Generally, he said: "Then, Mr. Yi, do you have any questions?"

Yi Chen pretended to be a businessman, and said embarrassingly, "Then, there is only one problem. In order to be reliable in legal procedures and prevent local people from stealing our faults, we only need to hold it once. There is universal suffrage for workers, isn’t it?"

The eyes of West and Ove showed unexpected expressions. Ove didn’t seem to be used to talking to a person so intimately. He withdrew his hand and said a little bit, “Then, very Okay, there is no problem with universal suffrage. The brotherhoods in the factory will support me. Well, Mr. Yi, you can rest assured that everything will be fine."

Yi Chen sat down and pours a glass of high-quality liquor from Porto, France. “Then, in order to show respect and support for the new chairman, I will improve the workforce after Mr. Ove is elected. Wages, every hour, each worker raises the salary level by one pound, do you agree?"

Ove of course wouldn't refuse, and West laughed: "Mr. Yi is too generous. You are simply the biggest boss I have ever seen. I believe that after you take over the business, the factory will definitely improve." After that, he looked at Ove.

Ove knows that it is time for him to express his position, nodded and said: "Please rest assured, I will discuss with the workers and improve the production efficiency. Of course, many production machinery needs the boss to invest in updating, you see. ..."

Yi Chen frowned. Damn, invest in new machines. We didn't really open a steel plant, but. . . Thinking of Ove’s true identity and the not-so-weak power sensed from West, Yi Chen smiled: “Then, I will discuss with other major shareholders that we will update the production machines we need as soon as possible. Of course, the daily management still needs the vigorous cooperation of Mr. Ove."

Ove nodded, and West also said yes. This is natural. It is impossible for one shareholder to have the final say on the renewal of machinery. In particular, this steel plant, Fatadio has 55 shares, it is better for them to pay more.

Yi Chen asked West casually: "Mr. West, then after you retire, do you have any plans?"

Weister didn’t seem to expect Yi Chen to have this problem. After a little hesitation, he organized a discourse and said: “After retirement, um, I think I’m going to travel around the UK once. After all, I’m very familiar with the castles in the UK. Interested... Then, I will probably go back to the European continent to travel. Actually, I am a crazy lover of medieval castles. I may have to visit the people in those castles all over Europe and explore some Wonderful scene."

Yi Chen applauded gently, laughed, took out the checkbook, signed a blank check and handed it to West: "Mr. West, this is a little bit of a trivial matter."

The corner of West’s mouth moved a little, and he said with a smile but a smile: "This is not necessary. Mr. Yi, we are already very grateful for your strong support for Ove’s chairmanship of the trade union. This..."

Yi Chen said solemnly: "I am a businessman, so businessman always like to use money to measure everything. I think Mr. West is a worthy person, especially with Mr. Ove’s relationship. In the future, in business, in many aspects, we will need the support of people who are famous and powerful in the locality like you. With such a trivial matter, are you not happy to accept it?"

West licked his lips, glanced at Yi Chen's eyes, and saw the slick gaze of a full-fledged Jianshang. He smiled relieved, accepted the check, and unceremoniously put his own. At the same time, he pointed to Ove and said: "Then, I'm not welcome, Mr. Yi, next time Manchester Labor Party election, I hope you can... Well, you are a big boss with financial strength. Opinions are very necessary for our help and support..."

Yi Chen showed a look of understanding, with a shrewd look on his face for a long time, and smiled.

Ove and West laughed at the same time, and they said goodbye.

Waiting for the two to be sent far away by Gore, Yi Chen touched his chin and said thoughtfully, "Dear Jester, do you think our factory is a werewolf or a thousand-year vampire's den is really a lively place? what."

Jester frowned: "That's not true. They can't gather too much in one place, right? I'm afraid they came to you for some benefit. This Auf, the strength is not weak."

Yi Chen corrected his point: "It's not that he is not weak, but that he is strong. Don't underestimate him. If there really is a conflict in the future, if you still hold the idea that he is not weak, you should commit suicide as soon as possible. That’s good...Of course, I won’t let him happen to conflict with them...Haha, they use us, why don’t we use them"

Jester showed a puzzled look.

Yi Chen said fiercely: "As long as we give them a little bit of sweetness in the future, it makes them feel that certain things must be done by us. In case someone touches our interests and is afraid that they will not help us behind it, it is not necessary. Only a well-trained dog can be sent out to bite."

Jester and Phil nodded repeatedly and agreed with Yi Chen's statement.

As for West and Ove, after walking out of the hotel where Yi Chen was staying, Ove hesitated and said, "Deacon, I feel that this Yichen is a little bit confusing and mysterious. Who is he?"

West said with a shrewd look: "Of course you can't see through him. If it weren't for your sister's accident, you would not be awakened. You simply don't understand many things, so how can you see through such a multi-layered identity? And people from the background"

Wester said braggingly: "Yi Chen, a Chinese, smuggled to the UK more than three years ago. It took half a year to obtain legal residence rights, and then began the underworld fighting, attracting money and violence. A group of capable subordinates have now become one of the more powerful leaders of the underworld in London...Oh, that big bear's territory has also been taken over by him...As for now, because of some plans that have nothing to do with us. , Started the cooperation with the Russian Mafia family, do you think such a wonderful person, have you seen it?"

Ove licked his lips and sighed: "That's why I saw him, I thought he was a good person. It turns out that he can be considered mysterious."

West arrogantly said: "Mystery, we are the most mysterious existence in the world. He is just a greedy and vicious businessman. But I like businessmen, because as long as they give them enough benefits, they will give us desperate effectiveness. Do you understand that after you officially take office, you will encourage those damn human workers to work hard. He has given us such a large capital. He definitely doesn't like you as a hairy boy."

Ove nodded in understanding, and said suddenly: "If he knew our true identity, he still doesn't know what he would do."

West laughed: "Humans like them, if they know our identity, they will either be scared to death, or they want to lick our ass to ask us to give them something...Ove course, I believe in Yi Chen. Guys are the second kind, hey, hey... Ove, you have to work hard and try to deal with those people who are Yichen as much as possible. If you can win the right to represent the Labor Party in regional elections, we will do our best To help you become a big man in this area, this is what the parliament promised to give you, understand?"

Ove nodded, and West looked at him like a pet, and said: "You are such a perfect and outstanding orc. I have not seen it for a long time. I really miss the Middle Ages. It was so wonderful at that time..."

The two have walked into a remote street. Ofe looked at the obsessed West with a strange look. West licked his lips and said: "You can't imagine our full power to do whatever we want. It almost controls the whole of Europe. The power of the dark world... Oh, the wonderful feeling of a beautiful virgin’s blood flowing through your throat... Our glory needs fresh blood like you to recover."

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Yi Chen separated a trace of the soul and took it back, and said, "Damn, it turned out to be an old vampire who has lived since the Middle Ages. Huh, huh... I really look forward to the modern war between gods and demons., I just don’t know who is stronger now compared to the strength of the Dark Council and the Holy See."

Seeing Jester boringly fiddle with the traces of flame on his hand, Yi Chen asked him fiercely: "Jester, you are the deacon of the class of the Inquisition."

Jester instinctively opened his mouth and replied: "Holy..." He shut his mouth abruptly, and gave Yi Chen a fierce look. Yi Chen gave out a series of startling weird smiles, making Jester unable to look up.

Come. . .

Yi Chen began to conceive the following unbearable plot: "What is Jester being chased by his own people, colluding with the dark council, and practicing black magic. Shit, he won't forcibly wipe out the pope's daughter, will he?

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