Chapter 465: wrong

The terrifying storm that lasted for more than 20 hours raged on the sea for a day and night, and finally gradually dissipated.
The sea returned to a mirror-like calm, and machinery, roads, and ships were all stirred in a washing machine. The brand-new Bull's Hoof Harbor also ushered in a post-catastrophe recovery.
The Chairman's Room of the Office Building of the ‘Fisheries Association’.
Liu Yongze, who hadn’t slept peacefully all night, was pacing by the window, looking at the Botou area that was gradually regaining its vitality, and said with an agitated and somewhat rejoicing expression: "The Maritime Chamber of Commerce reported that the members of the association sank 7 in this storm. A cargo ship lost more than 37 million yuan.
To submit compensation to the business insurance company of the Autonomous Committee.
This is simply because the shipwreck rescue team has lost the leadership and executive committee seat, and the lion is crazy about money and money.
Even if you hold the ship's departure slip from that port as a basis for settlement, the ghost knows whether the ship sank or turned to another port.
Fortunately, the deceased must cancel their household registration, so it is difficult for them to cheat, so only 127 victims were reported.
It is totally inconsistent with the economic loss, and we still have disputes.
Hey, speaking of speaking, I took that Zhang Jiao to the top. I thought he was young and vigorous, and he should be able to collide and control.
In the end, I didn't expect this kid to be a cultivator. After going to the shipwreck rescue team to take a picture, he went crazy at sea for several months.
We still have to lift the tank for him, which is really uncomfortable to think about. "
The voice fell to the ground, sitting on the opposite side of the chairperson’s desk, a thin, dry and thin, wearing a traditional Osturqi robe, with a goatee, black and white hair, gray-blue eyes and concave eye sockets, showing his mixed blood The old man smiled indifferently.
Slowly said: "In any case, didn't he rescue a passenger ship this time?
With these more than 1,000 lives, the shipwreck can be accounted for anyway. "
"That's true." Liu Yongze sniffed and frowned, "Speaking of which, this kid is a bit lucky.
Hearing that at the critical juncture of the final rescue, dozens of military generals in ancient costumes popped out of their heads to fly in the sky to help, only to rescue the "Orange Flower Number". I don't know whether it was the ancestral magic weapon in danger or the spontaneous psychic of Fulu.
However, he does not choose to save people. Passenger ferry companies are generally self-organized and will not join the "Maritime Merchants Association". Like our Niu Ti Port, it is mainly based on commerce and fishery..."
Before I finished speaking, the door of the chairman's room of the'Bulltiport Fishery Association' was violently pushed open, and a young man ran in panting, stuttering: "Second uncle, second uncle, go out, go out..."
"What's going on?" Liu Yongze, who was taken aback, looked at his nephew and new secretary with an ugly expression, and reprimanded: "How many times have I told you that I want to call me the chairman or president of the association.
And when there is a big event, there is a calmness, look at your frustration, panic, go out and knock on the door to get my permission before you come in. "
The young man had no face and skin after being disciplined, so he turned and went out dejectedly.
"You, you, you are all your own nephews, why bother?" The mixed-race old man smiled and shook his head.
"If you don't think about it, you can't become a weapon. This child is the most likely to become a career in the next generation of my family. How can I do it without strict discipline." Liu Yongze said in a low voice.
Hearing the door ‘bang bang bang...’, he said loudly, "Come in."
The young man reopened the door and entered the chairman's room. This time, the well-behaved bow to Liu Yongze before reporting: "Chairman, I have an urgent task to report to you."
"Let's talk." Liu Yongze's face eased, but his mouth was still a bit nitpicking. "The next time you knock on the door three times, it will be fine. Remember this rule wherever you go in the future."
While talking, he turned around and slowly sat back in his old but comfortable office chair.
Then he heard his nephew say: "The first mate of the'Orange Flower' passenger ship rescued in the early hours is the third son of the contemporary Patriarch of the'Shouzang Yang Family'. Now..."
"Who!" Liu Yongze heard the words as if a spring was installed under his butt, and suddenly jumped up from the office chair. "Who is the third son of the contemporary Patriarch of the "Shou Zang Yang", the chief mate of the "Orange Flower" ?
Where is he now, is this news reliable? "
"Reliable, all the deacons who guard the Yang family are here." The young man said respectfully: "The chief officer is said to have been admitted to Kashgar No. 1 Hospital because of a shipwreck.
The deacon of ‘Shouzang Yang’ is there. "
"Then don't you hurry up to prepare a car for me, and let me have your condolences." Liu Yongze heard anxiously and gritted his teeth and said, "In addition to the chairman of the'Bulltiport Fishery Association', I am also the executive member of the Seaport Autonomous Committee. Condolences to the wounded at sea is right.
Look at your dead skin and drooping eyes, this is a great opportunity to have a relationship with the "Shou Zang Yang", don't you know if you are in a hurry?
If you don’t get out, make arrangements right away. "
"Second uncle, didn't you just say that there is calmness in every major event, why are you doing this now?" The young man felt ungracious and couldn't help refuting.
"You silly baby, when you are calm and score, go quickly, or I will go out with you, let's just leave.
Lao Yi, come with you too, this is a rare opportunity. "Liu Yongze said, and along with the thin, thin mixed-race old man who nodded up, he hurried out of the chairman's room after his nephew and drove to Kashgar No.1 Hospital.
At the same time, the deacon of the'Shouzang Yang', who they wanted to get in touch, was in the 7th floor of the inpatient department of the neurology building of the Kashgar No. 1 Hospital and looked at Zhang Jiao and said his request.
"Your Excellency Zhang Bao, we need you to issue a public statement when you accept the media interview, stating that the rescue of the'Orange Flower' is the result of the joint efforts of you and First Mate Yang Zizai.
Yang Zizai made a huge contribution in the rescue process. Although he lost consciousness due to a sudden illness and left the "Orange Flower Number" urgently, his body recovered slightly after ~EbookFREE.me~ immediately insisted on performing his responsibilities. "
Since the manifestation of the Leibu Lord God, Nine Heavens Yingyuan, Thunder God Puhua Tianzun Wenzhong, and Leibu’s 24 urging clouds, helping rain and protecting the law, Tianjun Zhengshen, successfully both managed to save the sinking fate of the'Orange Flower' Later, he pretended to be severely overdrawn.
Zhang Jiao, who fainted directly on the deck of the rescue ship, looked back at the expressionless middle-aged man in front of him. He twitched the corner of his mouth and said weakly, "Mr. Deacon, I am very tired now. My mind is not turning at all. rest.
Is there anything we can say later, please go out. "
"Your Excellency Zhang, I have arranged for the hospital to give you an injection, the essence extracted from the brains of advanced sandworm female worms," ​​the deacon Yang said in a deep voice, "No matter how bad your brain power is, you are only a fourth-level monk. , Definitely should have recovered the best mental state.
And the cost of this single injection is 873,500 yuan on average, and there is no market in price. Under special circumstances, it is possible to sell 10 times the potion, which is our "Shouzang Yangshi" published to you. Claimed compensation. "
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