Qinggang City, western suburbs, Pingtan shelter.

It's night.

Shaking the Yunwu fruit wine in the goblet, Hunter Tiger walked out of the bedroom wearing a blue nightgown and yawning.

Not surprisingly, there were six young women wearing tulle waiting in front of the bedroom door.

There are familiar faces, and there are new people I've never seen before.

Normally, Yehu would have been unable to restrain his inner impulse and would have dragged everyone into the bedroom to enjoy a moment of pleasure.

But recently, an inexplicable emotion has often surged in his heart.

Especially now.

When her eyes fell on the newcomer behind, the fear flickering in the young girl's eyes was like a dazzling flame, instantly igniting a certain emotion deep in Yehu's heart.

He could no longer deceive himself, telling himself that the fear was not disgust and rejection of him, but awe.

He could no longer convince himself that enjoying these benefits was what a manager deserved.

A young man's face seemed to flash before his eyes. That kind smile made Yehu feel an inexplicable irritation, as if something was tearing at his heart.

About half a minute passed.

Yehu then took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound calm: "I'm tired tonight, you all should go back first."

When the women heard this, they lowered their heads and retreated respectfully.

Only the newcomer standing behind could not control his expression, and there was a hint of obvious joy in the corners of his eyes.

But at the moment she was about to turn around and leave.

Yehu suddenly pointed his finger over and shouted loudly: "Wait a minute!"

Seeing him pointing in the direction of the couple, all the women's faces suddenly turned pale, as if they had realized something.

However, what is surprising is that Yehu did not get angry as usual when he was offended, but continued to shout:

"Jin Guqiao, damn thing, come here quickly!"

Hunting tigers have a loud voice, especially when they are emotionally unstable.

As the deputy manager of the shelter and the daily housekeeper of Hunting Tiger, Jin Guqiao had long been accustomed to such calls. He quickly ducked out of the side door with a respectful and cautious expression on his face.

"Manager, what are your orders?"

"From now on, I don't want to see anyone new here, understand, anyone!"

"As you wish!"

Without asking Yehu the reason for his decision, Jin Guqiao winked.

Upon seeing this, the six women quickly left and disappeared around the corner.

And it wasn't until the sound of everyone's footsteps disappeared that Yehu rubbed his face, showing a bit of exhaustion and frustration.

"Sorry, I may have been too busy recently and I can't control my emotions."

"I see."

Jin Guqiao nodded slightly, and the two of them walked slowly to the council hall in front of the bedroom.

Compared with the strict and orderly atmosphere half a year ago, earth-shaking changes have taken place here.

Looking around, you can see documents scattered everywhere. Some of them are blown by the fresh air from the ventilation fan, while others are dirty and stained by stepping on them.

Some finished products are also piled on the table, piled high on top of each other, as if they will fall down at any time.

The most exaggerated thing is undoubtedly the throne that symbolizes the manager of Pingtan Refuge.

Half a person's height of the second-generation Denwolf machine was piled on the seat, with an almost torn manual hanging next to it.

The new wind blows, and as the pages of the manual are turned over, the countless red handwritings are extremely conspicuous at this moment.

Wow.

After kicking the useless information on the ground a few times, Liehu sat down on the ground and took out the wine bottle in his arms.

After taking several sips of fruit wine, he raised his head, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes:

"I'm a failed manager, right?"

Jin Guqiao lowered his body, first collected the information that had just been kicked away, and then sat aside with a smile: "How can you be associated with failure?"

"If you are considered a failure, then I'm afraid there are no successful managers in this city."

"No"

Yehu took a deep breath and was about to say that name.

But as I said those words, I remembered that that person was indeed not a city manager.

"Everyone in this world has their own areas of expertise. If you want to be the best in every field, it will be very difficult. Just like the things you have studied recently, you may have to work a hundred times a thousand times to catch up.

The normal level of those people.”

Jin Guqiao said calmly:

"Even the Somo manager, didn't he give up a lot of areas? We all know that human energy is limited, and what a manager should do is actually make choices."

Seeing Jin Guqiao's expression.

Yehu couldn't help but smile bitterly, with a somewhat resistant expression on his face:

"No, I don't want to lead people to fight and kill again. It has been thirty years. I have long been tired of the life of licking blood from the knife edge in the first half of my life. Now I just want to be like those stupid pigs and be the best."

Ordinary managers enjoy these pleasures that may seem simple to others."

"Looking at the rapid development of the western suburbs day by day, and watching the collapsed houses being rebuilt one after another, I just want to take everyone back to the surface to complete the mission that previous shelter managers have failed to complete.

Jin Guqiao, haven’t you noticed that in recent times, more and more people in the shelter have supported me in continuing to serve as the manager?”

Speaking of this, Yehu suddenly burst into laughter:

"Although they don't support it, I will continue to be a leader."

"But you also know that if you want to return to the surface, you can't just renovate those buildings. Otherwise, the previous managers would have brought us back to the surface to live."

"Damn it, can you shut up at a time like this?"

The bald man showed a rare disorder and became entangled, his eyes were frighteningly resentful.

The two of them climbed up from the bottom step by step, and Jin Guqiao has always been his best lieutenant.

But at the same time, he is also the person who knows him best.

"Could this shelter, no, this alliance, not be able to function without me at the front?"

"Of course it can run, and it won't be affected in any way."

Jin Guqiao still had that smiling expression.

"You know, even the high-minded vampires in the Foundation are now willing to admit that the Tianyuan Alliance has one of the most potentials among all the forces they have seen, and can even catch up with the original enterprise.

Even if various accidents occur, it is only a matter of time before Qinggang City is unified by the Alliance.

But are you sure you can accept that the alliance will continue to expand in the future, and Pingtan Shelter will gradually be marginalized along with you?

Just like now, the alliance has just had the news that the war is about to start. The managers in the southern suburbs are like crazy, sending supplies and manpower, wishing to tie all their wealth to the alliance and move forward together.

.

In the future, when the alliance expands to more places, this kind of thing will definitely become more common.

As for an ordinary flat beach shelter, I really can't think of any advantages we have to compete with them.

Are you really willing for us to remain so ordinary in the rolling tide of the times?

Parada, can such a dull life really make you willing to retire?"

at some point.

Liehu deeply felt that the person standing in front of him was not Jin Guqiao, but a devil in human skin.

The devil is whispering, tempting people who are not clear-headed to commit crimes.

He covered his ears in pain, but when he heard the three words "Palada", he couldn't help but put down his hands.

Some people call him Tiger Hunter, fearing his unparalleled ferocity.

Some people call him Pingtan and respect him as the manager of the refuge.

But it seems that no one has called him 'Palada' for a long time, or that his original name has been forgotten.

"So, you plan to let me participate and charge into battle like those minions?"

Liehu shook his head and said:

"I am already a forty-year-old man. Let me go to the battlefield with a group of twenty-something children who have never seen blood. Regardless of whether I can accept their stupidity, I am afraid that if I go crazy, I will even kill them.

Kill them together.

And don’t look at Sumo, who is very confident about me now. I can mess around in the alliance and take revenge on those fools in the southern suburbs. But if I really get the military power, I’m sure this guy will put a gun on it soon.
To be continued...