Chapter 17: Delegate
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The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events
- Zha Yao
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- 2021-03-02 04:03:11
"Although you just borrowed my name to enter the nursing home. Bayi? Chinese? Wen ● ▼ www www.81zw.com ●" Mrs. Quinn took a deep breath and looked at Zac, "but I still want to thank you, Bo The odd attitude was corrected. "Mrs. Quinn's words clearly pointed out," You are really good at this kind of work. "
Zac accepted this compliment happily, "This is what I should do."
Mrs. Quinn stood up, "I'm leaving, there are some trivial things to do at the dinner."
"Dinner?" Zac looked sideways at Mrs. Quinn.
"I won't let my grandson stay in a place where there is no security at all." Mrs. Quinn's face didn't have a look on her face, "Poge is home, this is his welcome dinner."
The corner of Zac's mouth curled up and retracted again. Zac does n’t think that Bourges ’s punishment is over. On the contrary, his situation is probably worse. Remember the original purpose of Mrs. Quinn? Let Boque Quinn lose his inheritance right because of mental problems, and going home does not mean that Bo Qi ’s inheritance right is back.
With the presence of Mrs. Quinn, who is healthy and regaining power, Poki may no longer be able to put a finger on the affairs of the Quinn family. In addition, it is just a transfer. Note that Mrs. Quinn has already made it very clear. Boqi ’s return is only because Mrs. Quinn does not trust the security measures of the nursing home! But there is no saying that Pooch's "illness" is better.
Now, Boqi went home, just to make him better under the control of Mrs. Quinn!
"Grande was invited." Mrs. Quinn beckoned and saw Amanda, who had stood up, walked to Mrs. Quinn's side and handed out an invitation with a smile.
Zac took it respectfully, opened it, and wrote all the members of Grande, even Old Hank and Lewis, in gorgeous fonts.
These powerful characters seem to be very good at handling different things together. For example, this time Mrs. Quinn ’s arrival, look at her conversation with Zac, from Smith and Quest to the generation of those in the West End. . To the dinner. Such a busy big man really has powerful skills in arranging affairs. ?? Bayi Middle School ▼? Wen Wang www.81zw.cm?
Zac took this great honor, which is honor, to be invited by such a dinner. Enough for ordinary people to show off for half their lives. But Zac is not an ordinary person. He squinted slightly and looked at Mrs. Quinn. He was exploring why Mrs. Quinn would hold such a dinner at this moment.
Some rush, isn't it? The fire broke out in the nursing home yesterday. I am afraid that Poche was brought home today. Why is there such a dinner party at this time?
Mrs. Quinn nodded at Amanda, Amanda smiled at Zac, and backed away again, leaving room for private conversation between the two.
"Don't think about it." Mrs. Quinn seemed to be satisfied with Zac's quick response. "Pooch just happened to meet this time, so that we can gather a group of people openly for a valid reason."
Zac nodded, and Mrs. Quinn actually didn't need to explain anything, but she still explained to Zac, on behalf of what was said before. In order to give this generation of ‘Holy Sons’ Spiritual Care ’, it ’s not a joke! Mrs. Quinn values Grande very much.
"Now it's halfway through the summer." Mrs. Quinn's wrinkled face had a few more stripes and her voice was lowered. "When the next fall begins, Mayor Barton's campaign will be fully operational. "
In Zac's heart, a string suddenly tightened, Anthony. The true mayor campaign will begin in the winter, and the mayor will begin a new term in early spring, so now Mrs. Quinn is talking about secret operations!
"I don't think I need to explain the significance." Mrs. Quinn's voice returned to normal. There was sarcasm in the tone, "Pochi is the biggest in this generation, but it is estimated to be the latest one." Mrs. Quinn shook her head. Continue to say, "Now it's time to choose a direction for the Stone kid."
Zac should not be allowed to have any objections, "You will be there." Staring at Zac, "This is a new commission." Commission?
Zac's thinking turned around in a breath, "The content of the commission is to watch Blake. ●? Eight? One Chinese? Web www.81zw.com ■ Let him not say anything that should not be said." Zach There was a sigh in Ke's heart.
Mrs. Quinn has made it clear that they do not want Grande to get involved in the fight for interests. Grande needs to keep the "purity" of this generation of Westerners as a helper. So the purpose of Mrs. Quinn ’s request for Zac to attend the dinner is obviously not to carry out any political activities, but may be the ‘family affair’ of this generation of West Side people.
With so many hints, it's no surprise that Zac realized that it was Blake that he commissioned.
Mrs. Quinn looked at Zac ’s eyes and nodded slowly, not expressing any emotions, but she already knew that Zac was very clear about her task.
Except for Blake, you have n’t seen anyone in the Stone family. "Mrs. Quinn bypassed the bench in the church and started to go outside." They were supposed to come in person, but since I'm coming, I will save them a trip and hope you won't mind. "
"Of course not." Zac helped Mrs. Quinn and said with a smile, "It's just that the invitation was a little hasty, and Benjamin's body also has some problems." Zac didn't finish, anyway, just for the special time, the two can't be at the same time Appeared in a space to find reasons.
Mrs. Quinn waved her hand, "This time it's basically just a nanny's commission. Blake seems to have a good opinion of you, so I chose you, and I don't need all your actions, just watch him."
Zac nodded and raised his eyebrows, "I can bring Alice, I hope Lola will be there too, otherwise she will be nervous in crowded places."
Mrs. Quinn smiled and nodded. "Now Barton also has reason to let Lola attend." At the door of the church, Mrs. Quinn patted Zac to help her hand, and finally said goodbye and walked along with Amanda. Limousine waiting outside the church.
Watching the black limousine turn and leave, our vampire Zack sighed. To be annoyed again, Anthony and his ex-wife will undoubtedly appear at this dinner, you can imagine Anthony's expression when Zac also appeared.
Zac looked at the time, and the dinner hosted by Mrs. Quinn could not go so casually, Zac needed to prepare.
Borrowed the phone of Constantine's office again and informed Grand that he was going back. Mason had already been asked by Constantine. I ’m afraid he could n’t do it anymore. Zac borrowed Mike as his driver, and he was nestled in the back seat and headed for Grand.
Mike is not a good driver. Like Matthew, he is holding the steering wheel nervously, staring at the road ahead, hesitating to tremble for a long time before doing any action. Fortunately, he will not cause accidents on the flat ground.
"Mike." The vampire nestled in the back seat raised his voice and screamed. It's not good behavior to disturb a nervous driver, but Zac looks at Mike's head on the back of the chair and doesn't know why. He always wants to take this opportunity to talk to him.
"What!" Mike's voice was loud, his hand holding the steering wheel trembling, and his eyes swept nervously. As you can see, he wanted to chat with Zac again, and he didn't want to drive the two to the tree by the road.
"How is life here at Constantine?" Zack patted nervous Mike and asked with a smile.
"Very good!" Mike's voice continued to be tense, and he didn't know what he was afraid of. Even if this car hit something and exploded, they could avoid it safely, "Ah! It was bad at first, then good ! "What this guy obviously wanted to say.
"Parking." Zack shook his head with a smile, added a snack, and pushed the back door open. He pushed Mike to the co-pilot on the roadside, grasped the steering wheel himself, and drove in the direction of Grande with the slowest degree.
"You haven't been to Grande." Zac rested his hands on the steering wheel, leaning his forehead on one hand, blocking the afternoon sun. "So ask, care about how you have been."
Of course, more than just asking. Why did n’t you ask at the mill yesterday and why did n’t you ask at the church before? They had to be alone and asked. So, it ’s not just about asking.
"Very good." Mike left the driver's seat capable of controlling the destiny of a car and relaxed a lot. "Constantine never restricted or asked me what I wanted to do."
"How about you?" Zac narrowed his eyes. "Have you asked him to do anything?"
"Are you saying Crowley?" Mike had a smile on his face, and it seemed he knew exactly what Zac was referring to. "No." He seemed satisfied with his relationship with Constantine. "At the beginning Constantine also I thought I was sent by Crowley to control him, so he did n’t like me, but I did n’t, um, Crowley, she did n’t ask for anything, so we got along well.
"Isn't there any demand?" Zac asked in a suspicious tone.
Mike tilted his head, thought about it, and shook his head. "There is nothing more than the agreement when he first joined."
"Oh." Zach raised his eyebrows, and this initial agreement was no need to ask, Constantine had already answered. Before he could figure out what lip was ‘something’, Zac was not prepared to intervene before reaching that conclusion. In the final analysis, as long as the ranks of demons and other ranks, as long as they can't reach the level of Crowley and Cherubim, there is no difference for vampires. Anyway, the souls are destined to be restrained by vampires.
"But." Mike frowned suddenly and looked at Zac, his eyes very hesitant. "There is something, I don't know if I should tell you."
Zac has been playing with gears and driving at a normal degree. Constantine is all right here, Zac only needs to know this.
"What is it." Zac asked casually.
"More than a month later, the death sentence of the hunter in prison is about to be executed." Mike thought about it, and decided to say what he had buried for a long time. "He asked to be a demon, and we agreed."
Zac turned his head and looked at Mike. How did the topic jump here?
It seems to be for explanation. Mike hurriedly said, "Don't blame us, Zack. He is a hunter. If he is not a demon, he has enough knowledge and will become something else, so I think that at least becoming a demon, we can ... … "
"I didn't blame you." Without any effort, it was clear what motive the hunter wanted to be a demon. The corner of the vampire's mouth curled up and laughed. How desperate this guy must be to make such a stupid decision! (To be continued.)