"This is the administrative committee?" Lonemoon was stunned.
"This is the transfer station." Shen Ying pointed to the right and said, "It's after that door."
The two of them turned around and realized that there was a huge door on their right. It was erected there. They could not tell what material it was made of, it was snow-white all over, almost blending into this pure white space. If not for Shen Ying's reminder, they would not have noticed it. And there were many strange pictures carved on the door, upon closer inspection, those pictures were actually alive, still moving continuously.
"Let's go, we'll be there when we push the door open." Shen Ying walked forward quickly, familiar with the place.
Lonemoon and Yi Qing followed suit and looked up at the strange door. They could not help but sigh in admiration, just standing in front of the door, they could feel a sense of solemnity, the administrative committee must not be any worse. They could not help but deny what Shen Ying said previously, no matter what, it was a formal organization where managers gathered, it should not be that bad.
Shen Ying reached out and pushed lightly, it looked like a very heavy door, but it opened directly. He did not know if it was because the previous Big Dao Organization gave him too much of an impression. Coming to a formal organization this time, Lonemoon could not help but be a little excited, he could not help but take a deep breath and walked in.
The next moment, the scenery in front of them changed again, they instantly appeared in a large hall, at the same time, they heard an unfamiliar high-pitched voice.
"Two! Won! You're all in the same color, hurry, give me money, give me money! Hahahaha … "
There was a square table in the hall, more than ten people sat around it, four of them were touching the many square objects on the table left and right. Everyone was exceptionally free and unrestrained, not sticking to a single pattern. Some were scratching their feet, some were eating melon seeds, some were eating melon seeds at the side. The ground was already covered with a thick layer of fruit shells.
Yi Qing: "…"
Lonemoon: "…"
Sorry to disturb! They went the wrong way!
What the hell? Don't tell me these people are all managers, it's too disillusioned!
"Eh! Little Ying, why are you here? "A certain someone who was eating melon turned around, a trace of surprise in his eyes. The rest of them also turned around and greeted in surprise.
"Yo, Little Ying, long time no see! You haven't come back to see us for a long time after graduation? Oh, right, your sister just left! "
"I know." Shen Ying pursed her lips. That was why she was here.
"Why are you still so afraid of your sister?" Thinking of something, he pointed at the mahjong table and said, "Do you want to play a few rounds? You can have my seat! "
Before Shen Ying could answer, a girl who was munching on melon seeds raised her hand and smacked the back of his head. "Do you want to die? Play mahjong with Little Ying. Be careful, if Little Jing finds out, she'll beat you to death! "
"It can't be …" The man scratching his feet scratched his head. "How old is Little Ying? Why is she still so strict?"
The man immediately shivered. He couldn't afford to offend him.
"I'm not playing anymore!" Shen Ying shook her head and reached out. "Give me some melon seeds."
"Alright!" The woman who had just patted the man's foot snapped her fingers. Suddenly, an unopened bag of spiced melon seeds appeared in her hand. She raised her hand and handed it over. Shen Ying naturally took it and thanked her.
The woman turned to look at the two people beside her. It was as if she had just noticed them. "Who are these two unfamiliar faces? Your little lovers? "
"That's half right." Shen Ying opened the melon seeds and introduced them. "Chef, Father Niu!"
The woman was shocked. "You sisters have a father!" She hadn't heard Shen Jing mention this before?
"We just got to know each other not too long ago."
"Got to know each other?! Er … Shen Jing didn't break your legs. You're awesome! "She even dared to call him father.
Yi Qing: "…"
Lonemoon: "…"
"Oh, right, I heard from your sister that you're a manager now. Why did you suddenly come back this time?" The woman continued asking.
"I encountered something. I'm here to check some information."
"Oh, then go to the information room to check!" The woman nodded and pointed to the room on the right. She suddenly thought of something and narrowed her eyes. She looked at Shen Ying warmly and said, "Oh, Mi Le happens to be inside too?" With that said, she pushed Shen Ying deliberately.
"I know!" Shen Ying tilted her head. "I asked him to come."
"I see …" The other gave her an even more meaningful look. "Alright, alright, I won't hold you young people up any longer. Hurry up if you want to check! "With that said, she stood up and directly dragged Shen Ying to the room on the right.
Lonemoon and Yi Qing were just about to follow, but were pulled back by the woman from each side. "Why are you two following, come back, come back! You're newcomers, right? The old rule of our administrative committee is that newcomers go to the table and play three rounds first. Don't you agree? "With that said, she winked at the people who were circling in front.
Everyone was stunned. They looked at the room and reacted instantly. They all nodded in agreement. "Yes, yes, yes! Play three rounds first! "
With that said, they pressed the two of them onto the table.
Lonemoon didn't mind. Only Yi Qing looked worried. He looked back at the room on the right from time to time, feeling an ominous premonition.
Perhaps it was because of the newcomers, these ten over old foxes of the administrative committee seemed especially excited. All of them looked like they were determined to do it. They didn't care if there were people who didn't understand the rules at all.
At the beginning, everyone looked like they wanted to kill them all. But slowly, they realized that things seemed to be different from what they thought. They were clearly two newcomers. One of them didn't understand the rules at all. But after playing two rounds. It was as if they had opened up the Conception and Governing Vessels, they were able to make a lot of noise.
Lonemoon was good at playing mahjong. After all, he was a person who had been a CEO for a few years. It was said that business was either done on the gambling table or through negotiations on the mahjong table. He was a person who had a deep understanding of mahjong. Naturally, he was very good at it.
As for Chef, other than losing a few rounds at the beginning because he didn't know the rules, he never lost again. The entire mahjong table seemed to be under them. Either Chef won, or Lonemoon won. The other two instantly turned into professional gunners. They only cared about shooting! Sometimes, they even fired one shot in a row!
"You walk over and let me do it! I don't believe it! " The people watching at the side couldn't take it anymore. They directly changed people. After all, this concerned the seriousness of the old foxes!
But even if they changed people, it didn't have any effect. Those who should win, those who should draw, those who should shoot were still shooting! Three waves of people were changed. It was the same.
Everyone: "…"
In an instant, most of the people's chips were piled in front of the two of them. Seeing that they were about to be wiped out, Lonemoon finally took the initiative to withdraw. He politely expressed that it was better not to disturb the seniors' leisure time. They had already played a few rounds.
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