Statham came to the rented office building, opened the door, and saw that there was only a simple desk with a computer and a small desk on a thousand square meters. .
After Statham came in, he kept looking at Mario and Chekov.
At the beginning, the boss said that he would send two people to serve as the CEO of Mandala Company. He was very puzzled, so he checked the background of the two people and their resumes in major companies.
Everything turns out to be blank.
With the takeaway in his hand, he put it on the table: "It's time to eat."
Mario directly transferred the calls from the three landlines, came over and tore open the bag and began to gobble it up.
While eating slowly, Statham said to the two of them: "You should know that Datura is being targeted by people, right? For example, the FBI wants to pressure Datura to hand over the technical formula for other rich people. It was previously They can't find anyone, and now that you two have popped up, are you afraid? I heard that the bosses of many large groups are eyeing Mandala's equity, and commercial spies may be happy to drill here in the future."
Chekhov still ate his pizza and watched the football without speaking.
Statham looked at Mario again: "What can you two do?"
In fact, he just wanted to test the background or ability of the two people called by the boss. To be precise, he wanted to know if the stranger had any resources and backing to avoid such targeted questions.
However, Chekov ignored him.
Mario was busy eating and didn't bother him.
After smacking his lips feeling a bit embarrassed, Statham coughed: "A week ago, I joined Stranger and became a level 1 member."
He is reminding the two of you: We are people all the way, don't be so shameless.
Chekov continued to watch his live broadcast.
Mario continued to eat his meal.
Statham felt ignored.
He deliberately said: "When the boss first came to America, I followed him."
As soon as the words fell, Chekov turned his head and glanced at him.
Mario also raised his eyebrows and glanced at Statham.
"Are you free? If so, please help me pick up the order." Mario said to him.
Statham was speechless, he felt that he had met the boss and the boss's wife! It cannot be ignored like this.
"Let me tell you, I am also a person close to the boss, and beating a dog depends on the owner. To save face, tell me what the organization plans for this mandala exhibition? Don't worry, I have already made a pious statement in front of the envoy." Your allegiance is my loyalty, so please rest assured that I am one of my own."
Mario chewed the food in his mouth and asked, "Did the messenger tell you that each level of membership council has some restrictions? For example, don't ask what you shouldn't ask."
Statham: "May I ask what level of membership you two are? I heard that the members of the council below level 5 are almost all members without real power."
Chekov and Mario looked at each other, then smiled: "We have no rank."
Statham smiled: "Then I am a first-level member, can I order you? Then tell me quickly, how do you plan to deal with Datura's preparations for this crisis?"
Mario looked at Statham and said, "Because you followed the boss so early, I can tell you some extra information about the organization's hierarchy."
Statham looked at him blankly.
Mario said: "Light Angel level 5, Devil Angel level 7, no matter whether it is level 1 or level 12, they are all just angels. And there is a more authoritative level above this, called the Judgment Judge."
Statham: "Judgment Judge?"
Mario nodded: "You take a look at your tattoo."
Statham lifted the tattoo on his chest, covering the earth with one hand.
"What does this have to do with tattoos? The messenger told me it's just a totem."
"The totem naturally also has a meaning. Let me tell you what the totem's hand covering the earth represents. It is the judge and judge. In terms of level, the 12-winged angels can only be in the earth, and there is that hand on it."
Statham was taken aback: "So the two are adjudicators? What do adjudicators do?"
Chekov pointed to Mario and joked: "You see, just like him, he is in charge of being a salesman."
Mario glared at Chekov, then looked at Statham and said, "The Judge is in charge of one thing."
Statham: "What?"
Mario squeezed two words out of his teeth and said, "Kill!"
"Kill?... Kill? Kill who?"
Hearing these two words, Statham felt his scalp numb for some reason.
"Anyone, any organization who wants to extend a hand or a foot from this totem earth will be cut off! For example... If you publicize the content of our conversation just now, then you will not see it the next day the sun!"
Mario saw that Statham swallowed his saliva after he finished speaking, and laughed a little: "Of course, you are the person next to your boss, that is your own person, you don't have to be afraid."
Statham nodded in relief.
"Then can I know what level of membership my boss belongs to?"
Chekov asked, "Didn't your boss tell you?"
Statham shook his head: "No, I didn't tell the messenger."
Chekov and Mario looked at each other and smiled at him: "As your level increases, you will know."
"I know this. This time I am responsible for supporting the Socialist faction for the boss. If I do this well, I will be promoted to a level 5 Angel of Light. I just want to ask you two. Is it difficult for a level 6 demon angel with real power?"
"It's not difficult." Chekhov said: "Didn't you just say that beating a dog depends on the owner, you are a level 5 light angel, tell other demon angels that you are a popular person next to the boss, I promise you will be a 12-winged angel in the future. Will kneel and lick you."
Statham is smart: "My boss is actually the adjudicator, right?"
Chekhov: "Did I say that?"
Statham smiled: "Needless to say, you can guess it as soon as you guess it."
Mario smiled.
It's just that he didn't tell Statham: If the hand shrouded on the earth represents them, who are the judges and judges, whose hand is this hand
On top of this, there is another highest level, this hand is actually Xu Cheng's hand!
"Then let me ask, how do I become a trial judge?" Statham asked again.
"Become the adjudicator?" Mario stopped eating, looked at Statham and said, "It's very simple."
Statham: "Then can you take a look at me?"
Chekov took out a fruit knife from the desk drawer, threw it over and stuck it on the table where Mario was eating, and said, "If you chop off your entire palm, you can become a judge. Hand, which means hand over your hand to a stranger, then you can become that hand!"
(Three chapters are over, continue tomorrow)
(end of this chapter)