Chapter 493 The Dust Has Settled. Boss Fang [Additional Chapter for Leader Wsall]

Feng Xiangdong lay on the ground powerlessly, his chest not even wanting to rise and fall to breathe.

He was truly hopeless.

He was as frustrated as death.

To be honest, even Fang Che had not expected this result. After all, when Feng Xiangdong participated in the King-level battle, he was the second-in-command only below him!

He was truly second to none.

As a result, it turned out that... this was no longer a boat capsized in the gutter, but an aircraft carrier was directly capsized in the gutter!

This sense of disharmony made Fang Che speechless for a long time.

"Feng Xiangdong, you... Tsk... I really didn't expect it."

Feng Xiangdong, who was lying on the ground, covered his face. Ten toes were tightly curled up...

With the announcement of the captain taking office.

Under the complicated gazes of the seven brothers, the captain Fang Che walked solemnly to the front of the imperial chair.

He took the captain's appointment and put on the captain's uniform.

He wore the captain's collar flower, the captain's armband, and

the big cloak.

He sat steadily on the imperial chair.

It was as solemn and dignified as the new emperor ascending the throne.

"Your subordinates Mo Ganyun, Yu Zhongge... Feng Xiangdong... meet the captain!"

The seven people saluted in unison.

Fang Che looked reserved, smiled faintly, and raised his right hand: "Please stand up, colleagues. In the future, we will be brothers in the same trench. The inspection work is a big deal and involves the face of the guardians. I hope that your colleagues will help you. Let's work together, share the wind and rain, and share the glory."

"Your subordinates thank the captain and will work together. Everything will follow the captain's lead!"

Everyone bowed at the same time.

Fang Che smiled.

Then the captain's ceremony ended.

Then it was.

"Your subordinates Mo Ganyun, Yu Zhongge, Dong Yunyu... Feng Xiangdong meet the big brother!"

This time, Fang Che couldn't sit down.

Instead, he immediately stood up: "Brothers, please stand up..."

Seven people stood up at the same time: "Boss Fang!"

"Hello, brothers."

Then Mo Ganyun stood forward with a big horse and a golden sword to accept the greeting.

Six people together: "Second Brother Mo!"

"Good, good..."

"Third Brother Yu!"

Yu Zhongge laughed so hard that his eyes could not be found.

Although he lost to Mo Ganyun, this kind of thing was too normal. The previous competition between the two was also 50-50, so he didn't care anymore. The most important thing was... accepting three new brothers made Yu Zhongge's heart explode with excitement.

Especially the two of them belonged to the three major families of Fengyuxue...

Yu Zhongge's voice trembled: "...Uh, Old Seven, and Little Eight, you two still need to improve..."

Xue Wanren and Feng Xiangdong twisted their faces, wishing to pull Yu Zhongge down and beat him into a ball of mud on the spot, stuff it into their butts and spray it out!

But there was no way, in front of everyone, they had to accept the defeat.

"Yes, Third Brother taught me a lesson."

"Wahahaha..." Yu Zhongge's eyebrows disappeared: "Third Brother will often urge you in the future, and occasionally visit your home..."

Home visit...

Feng Xiang Dong Xue Wanren's face turned pale: "Third Brother, please show mercy... Boss Fang, please help... Don't let him go to visit your home..."

"I'm hungry..."

Dong Yunyu greeted the three brothers and began to accept the younger brothers' worship.

With a straight waist and a protruding belly, he looked very proud and shook his head and tail.

"Xiaoqi and Xiaoba, especially the two of you, don't embarrass your fourth brother in the future. Hey, I'm still too weak. You guys have been eating dry food for so many years, but you didn't eat anything... How come... Tsk tsk... It's like this? Hehe, if you don't understand anything in the future, come and ask your fourth brother. I know everything about astronomy, geography, the three religions, the nine classes, the five elements, the eight gossips, the rivers and lakes, and the court... In short, be humble, be humble..."

"This bragging and pretentiousness should also be based on the person, for example, Xiaoba... Tell me what happened to you today..."

Dong Yunyu pointed out the world and made a powerful speech.

Xue Wanren and Feng Xiangdong lowered their heads and held their breath to listen at first, but they couldn't help it.

They rushed up and knocked the fresh and hot fourth brother to the ground and beat him up.

"Fuck, you're not done yet..."

Although it was a farce, the brothers and subordinates here have made a decision after all.

Basically, everyone is happy.

Occasionally, there are two or three people who are dissatisfied, but the minority obeys the majority. Besides... I have the lowest combat power, what right do I have to speak?

The matter is over, and the truth is out.

Zhao Shanhe stood up and was about to run, but was grabbed by the old man: "You haven't cashed the bet yet!"

Fang Che also rushed up quickly: "General..."

He rubbed his hands and looked embarrassed: "Oh, I didn't expect... This, where can I get the winning bet?"

Zhao Shanhe bulged his belly and eyes and looked like he had a toothache: "... I'm fucking..."

Next to him, the chief financial officer who was responsible for paying the bet had a sad face.

"Can you give me some time..." Zhao Shanhe said humbly.

"General..."

Fang Che stared in astonishment: "You are from the Southeast Headquarters..."

"Stop! Don't say it!"

Zhao Shanhe's face was as black as charcoal: "Give it to him!"

The chief financial officer looked hopeless: "But then it will be emptied..."

"Even if it is emptied, you can't deny it."

Zhao Shanhe said with a dark face and left angrily.

I walked out of the inspection hall and became dejected.

Damn it, I made history.

The first chief executive who lost his ass in a gambling game.

The chief financial officer looked confused.

Damn it, if I follow you as the chief financial officer, I will have bad luck for eight lifetimes. Every once in a while, I will make the rats in the headquarters warehouse so hungry that they cry...

"I'll bet you on these first. The total is 2,600 top grade. The remaining 6,400 will come to me in the finance department later."

The treasurer looked gloomy.

"Then I...must have a certificate, right?" Fang Che was very smart.

If I don't get a certificate now, I'm afraid I won't even be able to get in through your financial gate. In this way, labor and management know more than you...

The chief financial officer wrote a note to Fang Che sadly, and with Fang Che's warm thanks, he left with a sigh.

Damn it, I originally wanted to make some money today.

In the end, all my money was lost...Zhao Shanhe, you bitch!

After you finish this year, you can find another financial chief. I won't serve you anymore. Look for whomever you like!

I don’t care about the financial chief who has nothing to do but mend holes every day to protect himself from thunder!

Everyone in the Southeast Headquarters calls me the God of Wealth when they meet me, but who knew that labor and management are the poorest people in the world!

Over there, Fang Che immediately went to negotiate with several captains, get to know each other, and receive the team's mission and responsibilities and other related matters.

Feng Xiangdong and others gathered together to talk.

Some people were smiling, and some were sighing.

Especially when Feng Xiangdong thought about how he behaved yesterday and booked a luxurious banquet for a month... he felt so regretful that his intestines were swollen.

And Mo Ganyun remembered that he had to decorate Fang Che's house...

Everyone else also remembered that yesterday all seven people had agreed to treat each other for a month.

As a result, Boss Fang didn't line up at all. He just ate and drank for free. Even the decoration of the house was taken care of by Mo Ganyun...

This bastard kept talking about how poor he was yesterday, but today he just threw out a thousand top-quality spiritual crystals!

What a wealth this is!

And he actually won today!

A total of eight thousand top-quality spiritual crystals!

The total is nine thousand!

Make money here inside and out!

I couldn't help but sigh.

"Stop talking...I feel uncomfortable..."

Feng Xiangdong clutched his chest, feeling the pain in his heart and speechless: "If what happened today is reported back to my family, I'm afraid it will be even more embarrassing than the King of Shit..."

As soon as he said these words, Xue Wanren's face suddenly became even more uncomfortable than Feng Xiangdong's: "I'm already upset, but you actually mentioned the "Shit King" one more time..."

Yu Zhongge coughed and said, "I'm afraid you have forgotten that the Shit King was created by Boss Fang."

Suddenly Xue Wanren's eyes widened.

Yes, how could I forget this?

"But I was the first to call out the name Shit King." Dong Yunyu said proudly.

"..."

Xue Wanren immediately collapsed: "What kind of team have I joined! They are all enemies of my family!"

This sentence is really correct.

At the time of the martial arts competition, Yu Zhongge and others' Tianzun brigade was the sworn enemy of Xue Wanshi. The title of Shit King came about precisely because people like Song in the Rain acted as inducements...

In any case, the eight-member team has been formed.

It is impossible to exit, and it should be impossible to add people midway!

As the conversation continued, Dong Yunyu somehow said something that was ridiculed by the crowd: "A bunch of rubbish!"

So he was beaten up by a group of people again.

But surprisingly, they slowly blended together.

Dong Yunyu felt comfortable even after being beaten. Why? Because Feng Xiangdong and Xue Wanren. It’s so cool to have these two people under me!

The eldest son of Feng Yuxue’s direct bloodline!

"Jiejiejiejie..."

Dong Yunyu's laughter never stopped.

Because every time Feng Xiangdong and Xue Wanren heard this kind of laughter, their teeth itched with hatred...

So Dong Yunyu simply changed his signature "Haha" to "Jie Jie"...

Wait wait wait.

Fang Che finally came back.

"Vice Captain, you take Xiaoqi and Xiaoba to the logistics to collect all the expenses."

Fang Che threw out a note.

Mo Ganyun stood up with a roar and laughed loudly: "Xiaoqi Xiaoba, follow me!"

Feng Xiangdong and Xue Wanren followed dejectedly.

Come back after collecting your things.

Fang Che called a meeting back to his team's office.

Everyone is wearing standard patrol clothes, and everyone is straight and straight.

Very energetic.

They are all high-level warriors, and the injuries caused by the blow are no longer visible. Well, Dong Yunyu's face is still bruised, but it was just beaten and has not had time to heal.

On the table are eight patrol rules.

"quiet!"

Fang Che patted the table seriously, and there was silence.

"Let me say a few words."

Fang Che said calmly with a straight face: "Brothers are brothers, and fun is fun, but work is work, and responsibilities are responsibilities! If anyone can't tell this clearly, don't blame me for being rude!"

Captain Fang's show of force has begun!