Awesome, the director doesn't take it seriously... Long Yuehong didn't know whether to give Shang Jianyao a thumbs up or stay away from him.

"Then you'll sort it out later." Jiang Baimian got used to Shang Jianyao's thinking jumping.

Shang Jianyao nodded:

"After submitting, the reward I requested is to install a phone number in my room."

"What are you doing with a phone call?" Jiang Baimian asked in confusion.

Long Yuehong and Bai Chen were also puzzled.

Shang Jianyao answered Jiang Baimian's questions seriously:

"In this way, you can call me while you are disconnecting from the Internet to read materials. I will use the ability to interfere with electromagnetics to help you prevent accidents."

This is back again? Jiang Baimian was a little stunned for a moment.

Long Yuehong thought for a while and said to Shang Jianyao:

"I think the company may directly change you to a room with a phone call."

The importance of Shang Jianyao is enough.

"No!" Shang Jianyao refused firmly, "How can we change to a better room without success in saving all mankind?"

The office was silent for a moment.

After a few seconds, Jiang Baimian raised his hand and pinched his cheek:

"Actually, there is no need to be so troublesome. Our office has a phone call, and you can be on duty until the lights are turned off."

"Yes!" Shang Jianyao had a look of "You are so smart".

At this time, Long Yuehong thought for a while and said:

"Why not report directly?"

"There may be people from the 'Life Sacrifice' sect hidden above. If the clues cannot be fixed in advance, they may be destroyed by them, just like the supervisor of the surveillance department who committed suicide before." Jiang Baimian breathed silently.

"Yes." Long Yuehong and Bai Chen nodded.

Jiang Baimian turned to say:

"By the way, the reward should be issued tomorrow."

Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong, and Bai Chen's eyes were more or less lit.

…………

Jiang Baimian returned to his home at No. 12, District C, 349, greeted his parents, and slipped into the study.

After she turned on the computer, entered the corresponding drive letter, and disconnected the Internet, she hesitated for a while, picked up the extension in the room and dialed the phone.

ps: In the fourth part, Xiaohong's father mentioned that when his grandfather died, no one would make hot pot. The contradiction with the latter was specially revised to Grandpa Zeng. In fact, this is more reasonable. Calculate the age. His grandfather was just born or one or two years old when the old world was destroyed. It is unlikely that he knows how to cook hot pot.
Chapter completed!