Chapter 182: The First Batch

The opening day of the tourist area hotline stirred many people; in fact, the city had been paying close attention all along, confirming information every few moments.

Lu Jun needed personnel, and by afternoon the secondment arrangements were in place without a shred of resistance.

The Agricultural Bank's business was busy and statistics difficult; reinforcements were immediately dispatched from other banks to ensure ticket issuance with full force.

Especially the Agricultural Bank, which even drew attention from the head office, because the electronic interconnection system between the Echeng Branch and the Ticket Center was a very novel concept.

There was no room for negotiation at all; Chen Xinnan picked up his cane and was just about to pursue when he tripped over a stool, falling hard onto the ground. In an instant, Chen Xinnan felt he was useless, and a sense of frustration suddenly surged in his heart.

"The Great Ming already claims to be the Celestial Empire of the Upper Kingdom. Will my future inventions snatch the livelihood of the Western world?" Ma Sanbao, having finished washing, grew increasingly excited the more he thought, appearing somewhat lightheaded as he marched away.

"Just so-so, nothing special," Ma Sanbao said. Had it not been for the limitations of this body restricting his development, he could have subdued the several bandits before him without weapons. To Ma Sanbao, these fierce bandits were beneath notice; he was a professionally trained sailor in his past life—why would he care about a few untrained bandits?

"Is Liu Chunhua inside?" Zhu Hongxia repeated from outside the courtyard. She had heard the two of them speaking just now and didn't know what riddle they were playing.

"Who said it doesn't matter? You must have lost it!" Tuwa shouted angrily after Mo Xian admitted to ambushing him.

With her smile like that, Wen Nanfeng was too lazy to hold a grudge over Han Zhenzhen pushing him in; he smiled gently at Xu Guoguo and presented the gift he had brought for her.

Moreover, the cleansing of corruption in Beiping that Ma Sanbao and Zhu Di were about to carry out would become major news in Beiping.

The Twin Demon Claw Arms spread wide, a low roar uttered, and the "bag" resembling an abyss that had opened within the belly closed again after all the demons returned.

"Finally down; they are all waiting in the dungeon to be interrogated!" Zhu Di complained somewhat. They had waited for Ma Sanbao at the foot of the tower for two or three hours; even the Beiping Daily had temporarily changed its news, rushing to publish quite a bit of coverage on the net-closing operation.

Xu Guoguo glanced again toward the Director's office; she suddenly really wanted to ask how they had agreed to let her in.

"Anvina, hide yourself first," Mo Qi said. Anvina's emotions were very unstable; a mind full of distractions could only end up sacrificing her life pointlessly on the battlefield.

The Barov family ended up in a situation where they pleased neither side, forced to bear the title of traitor and guard the isolated island of Keldaron alone.

Chen Yang: People came down from the plane; White House staff arrived. Wearing uniforms, Zhongshan suits, large leather briefcases, and peaked caps. They came over.

On the other side, Raja-Bell, like a piece of sticky taffy, locked onto Ray Allen, paying no attention at all to how far Yang Di had pushed the play; his sole objective for the entire game was one thing: under any circumstances, keep his eyes on Ray Allen.

Neptune offered no answer; both sides had owed favors to Fishman Island, and he did not know why things had escalated to this point.

Liu Qinghuan briefly recounted the incident from years ago when he accepted a sect mission to go to the Eastern Desolation Sea, after which Zhou Xiaoqing, out of resentment, threw out a crystal of spiritual power, summoning the Peng Lai Giant Turtle.

But Liu Qinghuan did not wish to return to the sect to enter seclusion, because although his cultivation had reached the level, his state of mind had not; seclusion would do little to temper his state of mind.

Fortunately, this was merely a problem between nations, so it could be resolved through political means. If she were to call it a personal grudge, that would be disastrous; killing Huan Duolan would not be too much.

And since the Fairy was so satisfied with Gu Ye and the other, she also breathed a sigh of relief. As the saying goes, no one strikes a smiling face; having shown such goodwill, when it came to discussing serious matters, was she afraid they would drive down the price? For the sake of the six rabbit heads, the fee must be raised.