Chapter 610: The first **** meeting of the president (ninth more, ask for a monthly pass)

West managed to soothe Chen Yan.
For this reason, he also activated agile thinking deliberately.
After making a bunch of unreliable promises, Chen Yi barely accepted.
The car parked in front of an abandoned red brick two-story house, and a pool of dark water stood in front of it.
Chen Ye got out of the car. When he first arrived in the United States, Chen Ye also wanted to find a place like this to live.
But now, looking at such a building, how can it look so dazzling.
"Is this really it?"
"Well." West looked away.
There is an iron-framed staircase next to it.
Inside the second floor are individual rooms separated by artificial fiberboard, and the interior decoration is extremely simple.
No, to be precise, there is no decoration at all.
Okay, so clean.
This is probably the only advantage here.
West brought Chen Wei to the largest compartment, the conference room.
Although it is a bit humble, there are some that should be available.
A long desk, a dozen chairs, and an old-fashioned lighter.
There were ten people in the room, in addition to Barry, Bill, Moore, Moyd, and Jolyn Nash, who Chen had previously met, and five others.
However, none of these ten people seem to have any energy, either they are whispering or playing mobile phones there.
"Cough ..." West coughed, but nobody ignored him.
"Everyone is quiet," West cried again.
"Every look at my eyes." Chen Yan suddenly nodded his forehead.
Everyone didn't know why they looked at Chen Yan.
The next moment, they felt hot, the surroundings started to burn and collapse, and the sky became blood red.
"what……"
"What happened?"
"Where is this? Where are we?"
Baliya ran two steps in shock, but the next moment she saw that the front collapsed, and below was the hot lava.
A terrifying heat wave came, and as long as she took another step, she would fall.
The smell of sulfur permeated the air.
"Illusion, this is an illusion ..."
Illusion, of course, this is the death knell of hell.
It is very effective to deal with people with lower magic power than Chen Yi.
Although it can not bring any substantial harm, the intimidation effect is still very good.
In addition to being easier to accidentally hurt, West clutched Chen Yan's hands tightly.
"President, if it's hallucination, help me lift it, I can't stand this feeling."
"Can't lift it, I haven't learned how to lift it." Chen Yan said, "Well, I will be the first meeting after becoming chairman, and now it will start."
Chen Yi held the table and used the death knell for so many people at one time, it was too reluctant.
However, you have to install it yourself, and you have to finish it by supporting the wall.
"If anyone wants to stay in this environment forever, you can tell me in advance and I will arrange a permanent package for him."
Chen Yan knocked on the table: "Silent, do you really want to get a permanent package?"
Ten people in the conference hall finally quieted down, even if they knew it was magic.
But in the face of such a doomsday, even if calm down, you will be afraid.
"The five do not need to introduce themselves. The other five introduce themselves."
"Chairman, I'm Treasurer, Waukes." A bald bald uncle stood up and said, his head was sweating.
"I'm the warehouse supervisor, plus the repairman, Battier."
"Weapon expert, Jurage."
"Strategic logistics management, English."
"Security, Erdos ... Besides, I'm the only ordinary person here. President, can you help me dispel magic, I feel like I'm going to change a pair of pants."
"No, sit down." Chen Huan pressed his hand.
To dispel the death knell of hell, you need to consume magic.
Chen Huan is quite tired now, so he still needs to wait until he has recovered his magic power before dissolving the magic.
Since coming down to Mawei, let them be a little more impressed.
The ten members of the Paranormal Society are all going tortured by Chen Ye.
Where there is one, just throw them such an illusion.
And they still have such a good illusion, they almost think that this is true.
"Wakis, please report how much money is left in our association."
"Twenty-three thousand dollars."
"Doesn't there still be $ 23,000? So don't rent a better office?"
"President, we haven't paid yet this month."
"..." Chen Yun was speechless: "When will the next fund be paid?"
"Chairman, if we can't solve the evil spirits in the Maple Leaf community, then we will never get funding."
"Which department is responsible for our funding? Go and give their minister some evil spirits and let them feel the meaning of our existence."
"..."
"Ministry of Counter-Terrorism Security."
"Forget it, when I didn't say it, let's discuss the evil spirits in the Maple Leaf Community first." Chen Yan said, "Come, who will tell me, the results of the previous several consultations."
"Fail, fail, fail ... still fail."
"So is there any data on the number of evil spirits in that community?"
"No……"
"What is it? Haven't you asked for it many times?"
"Yeah, except for the elimination of a few evil spirits in the marginal zone, there is no other result. There are still a lot of evil spirits in it. Every time we want to go deeper, we will suffer more Fierce attack, "West said.
"Now, immediately make a plan of action for solicitation," Chen said.
"what?"
"Ah, what if you don't want to, anyway, my chairman is in vain."
"That ... President, what about you?"
"Cooperate with you, but don't think about letting me do things all by myself. I'm the president anyway," Chen said. "In addition, Walkies, give me the financial statements. I want to check the accounts."
"Ah, what?" Chen Yan looked at Waukes.
Waukes lowered his head. "Oh."
"Well, the meeting is over." Chen Yan patted the table: "Besides, look into my eyes."
call--
Everyone's death knell was finally lifted.
Everyone collapsed on the table, all sweaty.
"President, I'm too old to stand up to such troubles," Bill complained.
"My body and mind have been severely traumatized."
Of all people, only Joelin Nash remained calm.
The mental quality of others is not generally poor.
In fact, the death knell of is not omnipotent. Generally, as long as the psychological quality is normal and you know a little something supernatural, you will not be as fussed as they are.
Forget it, the chairman will talk about the situation.
If you really can't go on, just like the previous presidents, you can just run away.
This is the most wasteful group of supernatural people that Chen Ye has contacted.