The main character of the commendation ceremony was Mo Yan, who had single-handedly ended the war in advance.
In addition to being officially appointed as the Dark Night King of the city and having the real power to mobilize any city's defense forces in the city, Moyan also received a huge amount of resources.
From now on, all of Mo Yan's sprites would be covered by the Sprite Alliance.
For five consecutive years, he could receive a Heavenly King level sprite every year, and he could freely transfer it without any restrictions.
For five consecutive years, he could apply for two treasure-level items every year. The specific items he could apply for would depend on the storage of that year.
He could enter the top-level mimicry space twice, and he could stay for three months each time.
The Dark Night Dojo was Mo Yan's personal property, and he could inherit it forever. However, he had to be responsible for his own profits and losses.
…
Mo Yan didn't think much of it at first. After all, he didn't lack anything now.
However, the Alliance was giving him too much, and he couldn't help but be tempted.
These Four Heavenly Kings were quite something!
Gasps could be heard in the conference room from time to time. Every reward here was enough for them to work hard for a lifetime.
But now, it was all Mo Yan's.
Mo Yan frowned. He felt that the room was a little sour.
When the others saw him like this, they couldn't help but widen their eyes in disbelief.
You're still not satisfied with this?
Young people are greedy!
"What, you're not satisfied with these rewards?"
President Dama Lanqi asked, asking the question in everyone's mind. They were relieved and waited to see how Mo Yan would answer.
"I'm very satisfied." Mo Yan blinked innocently. Was it too obvious that he wanted more?
"As long as you're satisfied. Someone open the window. Why is the air so sour?" Dama Lanqi said with a smile.
Moyan nodded his head in realization. Then, he put on his acting skills and very naturally put on an embarrassed look.
When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but feel much better.
Our newly promoted Heavenly King is still very humble.
He seemed easy to talk to. They would definitely have to talk to him more in the future.
Only Imperial Dragon Ferry looked at Mo Yan with a smirk on his face, as if he knew what kind of person Mo Yan was, but because the two of them had a good relationship and he was Mo Yan's brother, he would not expose him.
Mo Yan ignores (○ - ○)
After Mo Yan's appointment and reward, the entire commendation ceremony came to an end.
Just as everyone was about to leave, Shin Kitawara, who had been reading the documents, suddenly took off the badge on his chest.
"As for the last item of the meeting, I, Beiyuan Xin, have been feeling that I've been lacking energy recently, and I really don't have the ability to continue serving as the City Capital Alliance's branch president.
I've already formally resigned from President Dama Lanqi. Today is my last day of work. I hope the City Capital Alliance can become stronger and more prosperous without me in the future!
Thank you, everyone! "
After saying that, Shin Beiyuan bowed deeply. When he got up, his face was full of disappointment. He nodded fearfully at Dama Lanqi before turning around and leaving the meeting room.
Everyone was silent!
Looking at President Dama Lanqi, who was sitting at the head of the table with a calm expression, no one dared to rush out and send off their former boss.
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"Alright, the new branch president will take office from time to time. I believe that with a senior Heavenly King like Liu Hesen, the younger generation like Imperial Dragon Ferry and Mo Yan, and the elites of the City Capital Alliance, the future of the City Capital Alliance will definitely be better!"
"Meeting adjourned!"
After saying that, Dama Lanqi jumped off the chair and walked out with his hands behind his back.
Liu Hesen, Hesen, Du, and Mo Yan also walked out one after another.
Only then did the silent meeting room suddenly burst into waves of exclamations and heated discussions. Many people even left in a hurry.
Obviously, President Shin Beiyuan's sudden resignation would definitely cause a huge storm in the City Capital Alliance.
However, none of this had anything to do with Mo Yan.
On the newly configured phone for Heavenly Kings, Mo Yan's nerves were constantly being stimulated by a text message.
Zhu Lan: I'll wait for you at home.
Mo Yan looked at the scorching sun outside and thought to himself, 'At this time … it's perfect for anything!'
Ignoring Imperial Dragon Ferry's frantic yelling behind him, Mo Yan buried his head and walked towards his newly assigned house.
Final ranking match?
What's that?
Can it be eaten?
…
His heart was excited and his hands were trembling. When Mo Yan touched the door handle of his room, his heart slowly calmed down.
Zhu Lan didn't seem like someone who would send him this kind of message!
Therefore, no matter what he was going to do later, he couldn't show his fear now.
He took a deep breath and tidied up his clothes to let his heartbeat return to normal.
Then, Mo Yan gently turned the door handle.
Click!
The door didn't open.
Three seconds later, Mo Yan took out the key from his bag, inserted it into the keyhole and gently turned it.
Click!
The sound was correct.
"You're back. The meal is just ready. See if it's to your liking."
In the room, Zhu Lan took off her high heels and put on a pair of light yellow home slippers. She was wearing Chanel's white apron.
There was a faint smile on her cold face. There were three dishes and a soup on the table. The soup was still steaming.
Mo Yan couldn't help but smile, but he still calmly took off his shoes and put on the same sky blue home slippers as Zhu Lan's.
"It smells so good. I'm hungry just by smelling it!"
Mo Yan walked step by step towards Zhu Lan and said with a face full of smiles.
Hearing this, Zhu Lan's smile widened. She was about to turn around and get some rice for Mo Yan, but he took her into his arms first.
For a moment, the room fell into absolute silence. Zhu Lan was stunned for half a second, then obediently nestled in Mo Yan's arms.
After a while, Zhu Lan saw that Mo Yan still had no intention of letting go and couldn't help but move slightly.
"Let's eat first. The dishes are getting cold."
"It's okay. The soup won't get cold. I'll just drink the soup!" Mo Yan shamelessly said, then hugged her even more firmly.
"… Soup won't fill my stomach," Zhu Lan said softly.
Mo Yan's lips curled up. In the end, he didn't say anything about being a hooligan.
After hugging for a while, Mo Yan used his strong willpower to push himself away.
"I'm going to wash my hands. Help me get some rice. I want a big bowl!" After that, Mo Yan bent slightly and walked quickly into the bathroom.
Zhu Lan's white face was slightly red, but when she looked at Mo Yan's appearance, she couldn't help but snicker.
When Mo Yan finished washing his hands and tidying up his clothes and came out of the bathroom, Zhu Lan was already sitting on the stool, quietly waiting for him.
Then, the two of them began to eat. The whole room was filled with warmth.
In the kitchen, the long-eared rabbit secretly hid in the corner. Its long ears trembled from time to time, and it listened excitedly to Mo Yan praising how delicious the dishes it cooked were and how fresh and sweet the soup was.
"Oh no, these were all made by my sister, Zhu Lan. It wasn't me, it wasn't me …"
Outside the door, KingTong's Geng Gui quietly floated out from the ground. Looking at the key in the keyhole, she couldn't help but sigh.
A few minutes later, the key was back where it should be.
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