So I’m calling you now to ask you to send some people to help us find senior sister.”

After Fan Xiyun told Deacon Zhang what happened yesterday, Deacon Zhang on the other side of the phone didn't respond.

About a minute or two passed before Deacon Zhang on the other side of the phone spoke to Fan Xiyun, "I understand the matter. Don't tell anyone else about the president's disappearance. I will arrange for someone to go to China for your deployment later."

"Okay... Deacon Zhang, of course I won't tell anyone else about the whereabouts of my senior sister... I'm sorry to trouble you about matters within the base, but about those restless people..."

Fan Xiyun did not name those restless old subordinates of Wu Yin's father, but Deacon Zhang immediately understood the meaning of Fan Xiyun's words.

"Don't worry! Even if those people know about the president's disappearance and want to do something, as long as I am here, they will never succeed."

After hanging up the phone with Fan Xiyun, Deacon Zhang looked at a group photo placed on the table with a solemn expression.

This photo was taken more than 20 years ago. The two people in the photo are Deacon Zhang himself and Wu Yin's deceased father.

This great benefactor who saved his mother and son's life later became his boss, and then they became friends again.

"President, don't worry! As long as I am still alive, there will be no possibility of the Purple Orchid organization splitting."

Deacon Zhang murmured to himself, then picked up a landline phone on the table and pressed a dial button.

"It's me, come to my office right away."

Deacon Zhang hung up the phone after giving the order.

A few minutes later, a sturdy man in his early thirties, about 1.8 meters tall, knocked on the door of Deacon Zhang's office.

"Come in."

"Click."

"boom."

After the man entered the office, he was instantly shuddered by the cold air in the office.

Then he immediately mobilized the spiritual energy in his body to dispel the coldness in his body.

"It's so cold! Why did Deacon Zhang use his powers to make the office so cold? Doesn't he feel uncomfortable?" The man muttered in his heart, and then asked Deacon Zhang who was sitting in the office chair.

"Deacon Zhang, you called me here. Do you have something to tell me to do?"
Chapter completed!