Chapter 15 Major Resolutions (Part 1)

"The 62nd Global Summit is about to begin."

"All media friends and admission representatives are requested to take their seats as soon as possible."

In the magnificent auditorium, the host sitting in the corner of the rostrum spoke calmly: "The first item of the summit is the annual summary, delivered by the president of Beijing University and a powerful figure in our country."

"Relevant documents and information have been placed in the upper right corner of your desk. Please read and prepare in advance..."

After loosening his tight tie, Chen Yu wore a suit and was led by the hostess to the first row of seats.

"Mr. Chen, your name tag is over there." Miss etiquette pointed forward with a smile.

"OK."

Nodding, Chen Yu squeezed in.

There were many familiar faces sitting in the first row of seats. But most of them can't be named.

In short, no one's strength is lower than level 8.

except him.

‘Can I now be on an equal footing with level 8 bosses? ’

"Tsk, tsk."

"Hey, those in front, please retract your legs and thank you..."

After a while, Chen Yu moved to his seat and sat down. First he picked up the document in the upper right corner and flipped through it. Then Ge You lay down and leaned on the back of the chair, looking around. Suddenly he found that on the table next to him, there was The famous brand of "Bahuangyi".

"Do you want to sit next to me?"

"How can he, a 'dead' wanted criminal, show up?"

"..."

"It's annoying to look at him."

Taking the "Bahuang Yi" name tag, Chen Yu threw it under the table, closed his eyes and rested, waiting for the summit to begin.

Not long after, the old director came over and placed a paper manuscript on Chen Yu's desk: "Have a look. It's best to memorize it."

"what is this?"

"A speech for a while."

"Do you...do you have to give a speech?"

"Um.

The upper management is not prepared to make the information about your talent public. But you will have to show your face in the future, so I gave you a more important position. You have to show your face. "

"...Okay." Taking the paper manuscript, Chen Yu glanced at it briefly: "Do you allow me to improvise? This manuscript seems to be mentally retarded."

"No. You must read it as written!"

"Then go and don't interfere with me memorizing the manuscript."

"Global Summit, don't mess around." The old director sternly warned.

"Of course." Chen Yu nodded readily: "You still don't believe me, Chen Yu."

Old director: "..."

Upon hearing this, the old director stood in silence for a long time, then suddenly took out his mobile phone and contacted the logistics team: "Hello? It's me. The content of the summit here will be temporarily changed, and the speech section of Chen Yu's midfielder will be cancelled."

Chen Yu: "?"

"Yes, it has nothing to do with him. When announcing his position in our school, just give him a shot."

Chen Yu: "???"

"Okay, please excuse me..."

"Wait...wait a minute!" Chen Yu reacted suddenly, stood up and grabbed the phone: "Director, what do you want to do?"

"You didn't hear me and you still asked?"

"Where's the promised speech?"

"Cancel first." The old director blocked Chen Yu's hand and hung up the phone: "Your last sentence reminded me. How willful a person can be to believe you, Chen Yu."

Chen Yu: "..."

[Suffering psychological damage: Spirit +7]

"You don't have to memorize manuscripts or anything like that. Just sit like this for now."

The old director patted Chen Yu on the shoulder, turned around and was about to leave, but was grabbed by Chen Yu again.

"Director, what matters in the relationship between people is keeping one's word. When I said I wouldn't speak, you insisted on letting me speak. Now that I have spoken, you won't let me speak. It's inexplicable!"

"I suddenly realized that you might be talking nonsense."

"Fart!" Chen Yu rolled up his sleeves: "Ever since I was a child, I have always been honest."

"Are you..." The old director looked Chen Yu up and down: "Do you want to give a speech?"

"right."

"...Now that you think about it, I can't let you go. You must not have held the fart in your intestines well."

Chen Yu: "..."

[Suffering psychological damage: Mental power +9]

Old Director: "Who knows what nonsense you will talk about. That's it."

"If you don't let me go on stage, I will change my master."

"...you have some fucking humanity."

"Human nature is always only for people."

"..."

"You want to go on stage so much?" After a long stalemate, the old director asked tentatively.

"I didn't want to at first. But the more you don't let me go, the more I want to go." Chen Yu tilted his head and patted his forehead hard: "Hey, we old Baijing people can't compete with each other for authenticity."

"Then you call me master."

"Master." Chen Yu spoke decisively without any reservation.

"Guaranteed to read the manuscript safely and safely."

"Don't worry. If I read one more word, I will pluck off my head and put it in your coffin."

Old director: "..."

"Can you tell me something?" Chen Yuhuan pointed to both sides: "No, I will find someone else to be my master."

"make a deal."

"Snapped!"

After giving Chen Yu a hard slap, the old director took out his cell phone again and dialed the number of the logistics team.

Within two seconds, the call was connected.

"Hello? Yes, it's me again. How are the changes to the summit arrangements going? What? Have they been changed? That's okay. Please change it back."

"Why? No why, student Chen Yu can speak again."

"It's inconvenient..."

After putting down the phone for a moment, the old director looked at Chen Yu and lowered his voice: "It's inconvenient for them."

Chen Yu decisively turned his head, leaned forward and patted the level 8 martial arts master sitting on the left: "Hey, senior, do you have any plans to recruit disciples in the near future..."

"Gan!"

The old director suddenly became excited and loudly shouted on the phone: "If it is not convenient to change...then you will be fired. Replace with someone who can change..."

finally.

Thanks to the "efforts" of the old director, the summit arrangements were carried out according to the original plan.

Chen Yu was very satisfied, leaned back on his seat, and began to read the contents of the speech carefully.

Not long after the old director left, Bahuang Yi also walked over in a crisp suit and stood directly in front of the first row. He scanned it from beginning to end and didn't find his name tag, so he immediately frowned.

Soon, he noticed Chen Yu, quickly approached and asked, "Do you know where I sit?"

Chen Yu carefully read through the manuscript without raising his head: "That's unethical."

"Where's the sign on the seat next to you?"

"That's not true."

"vacancy?"

"That's not true."

Bahuang Yi: "..."

"Uncle, do you have no place to sit?" Chen Yu closed the last page and raised his head and asked.

"Um."

"That might be the organizer..."

"Neglected?" Bahuang Yi narrowed his eyes.

"Maybe the organizer didn't invite you." Chen Yu lowered his head and read the manuscript again: "Go back."

Bahuang Yi: "..."

"If I were you, I would go back. It's quite embarrassing after all."

Crossing his arms across his chest, Bahuang Yi raised his head and thought for a moment before teleporting across the table and sitting next to Chen Yu. He casually took out the name tag with the name "Bahuang Yi" engraved on it from under the table and handed it to Chen Yu with an expressionless face.

"Huh?" Chen Yu was stunned: "Don't you have the brand in your hand? Then what brand are you asking me for?"

Bahuang Yi: "...the sign fell under the table. Don't you know?"

"This... where do I know this?" Chen Yu spread his hands inexplicably: "The sign is not fixed either, maybe it fell off."

"The table is semi-enclosed. If it is knocked off, blown off by the wind, or even shaken off by an earthquake, it will only fall outside, not inside the table."

"What do you mean?" Chen Yu put down his speech, dissatisfied: "Do you doubt me?"

Glancing at Chen Yu with a "contemptuous" look, Bahuang Yi crushed the name tag into pieces and threw it under his seat without saying a word.

"Why would I do something like this that harms others and does not benefit myself?"

"..."

"Am I this kind of person?"

"..."

"Are you too embarrassed to say anything?"

"..."

"Talk!"

"I have nothing to say to you." Bahuang Yi said irritably, "Don't bother me. I don't want to say a word to you."

"Why did I bother you?"

"Aren't you making a noise?"

"This is reasonable. You can't wrongly accuse any bad person, and you can't let any good person go."

"...You admit to yourself that you are a bad person."

"Look." Chen Yu shrugged: "You've already said a few words to me."

Bahuang Yi: "..."

"Wow!"

Standing up suddenly, Bahuang Yi left with a dark face without looking back.

Chen Yu smacked his lips, as if nothing had happened, and continued to recite the manuscript...

When the time came to five minutes before the start of the summit.

Seeing that there was no one in Bahuang Yi's seat, the old director hurriedly came from the backstage: "Xiaoyu, have you seen Bahuang Yi?"

"That's not true."

…

"Good afternoon, distinguished guests, martial arts masters, national representatives, and media friends from around the world."

2 p.m.

On the podium, the president of Peking University adjusted the microphone and spoke seriously: "I announce that the 62nd Global Summit on Security Issues will begin now."

“Crash, lala, lala—”

Applause, neither big nor small.

Everyone in the audience also looked normal.

It was far less lively than Chen Yu imagined.

Compared with the turbulent sports events, this kind of global summit is more like a large-scale internal group meeting.

"The first item of the meeting is the annual summary." The president of Peking University put on his spectacles and opened the cover page of the document: "Everyone, please look at the coordination information No. 16 on the first page. This year, there are about 44,000 new level 3 warriors around the world. Thousands of people, the number of deaths above level 3 is about 77,400..."

"Page 7, Ice Kingdom observation information, the Arctic Circle is freezing at a rate that continues to rise. The peak level 8 beast seems to be showing signs of a breakthrough. We need to organize manpower to eradicate it as soon as possible..."

"Page 22, analysis report on the behavior of extremist organizations based on two beast tides in Demon City..."

"Page 34, changes in credits between Peking University and Tsinghua University..."

"On page 40, the gain in global martial arts papers slows down..."

"Page 45..."

"Chapter 51..."

"fifth……"

"..."

Chen Yu is stupid.

Before the summit began, he anticipated that the meeting would be boring.

But no matter what, I didn’t realize that it would be boring to the point of “everything returns to ruins”…

Throughout the meeting, the president of Peking University was reading various documents and data.

It can be as big as the changes in the martial arts world, as small as the destruction of a certain country, or as small as the remarriage of two level 8 warriors... Line by line, I read whatever I read.

The once high-ranking president of Peking University was suddenly reduced to a ruthless manuscript-reading machine.

And the audience in the audience are worthy of being warriors.

Excellent at holding in urine.

No one left the table halfway!

"Is this a global summit?"

Looking around at the level 8 bosses who were all asleep, Chen Yu murmured in a daze: "I love you."

Fortunately, the annual summary of the first item of the summit did not take long.

Before midnight of the second day, it was already over...

"cough."

With a slight cough, the president of Peking University raised his wrist to check the time, glanced at the sleepy audience, and raised his voice: "Stomach cutting. Let's stop here first for the first item of the 62nd Global Security Summit. .”

“Crash, lala, lala—”

The applause was thunderous in an instant.

Everyone's face, including Chen Yu's, was filled with joy.

"Okay, thank you all." The president of Beijing University stood up, showed a standard smile, and waved: "I am very happy that you will like my report."

“Crash, lala, lala—”

"Well, before the second part of the summit begins, as the president of Kyungseong University, I want to announce something. A very important thing."

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the entire auditorium suddenly became cold for some unknown reason.

Chen Yu squinted his eyes and looked around, and found that the other level 8 bosses all looked confused.

Even the old director sitting on the podium was confused.

Obviously.

The president of Beijing University made this sudden move without notifying anyone in advance...

…