Chapter 263 Exchange and Learning
"Didn't I already check in?"
Xiao Xueyin hesitated a little: "Do you have anything else to do?"
After this period of contact, he knew Lu Bai's itinerary very well, but it wasn't too different.
Knowing that Lu Bai basically came to school to check in every day, and the rest was free time.
Xiao Xueyin also confirmed this before inviting Lu Bai to play.
"Brother Lu Bai, don't be too tense. You should enjoy life once in a while. I will organize a game today and introduce you to some friends by the way."
Considering Xiao Xueyin's identity and background, the friends he wants to introduce will also be elite second-generation people with profound backgrounds.
Lu Bai knew very well that Xiao Xueyin did have good intentions.
After getting to know these second-generation people, walking sideways in Dungeon Nine will be out of the question, but many troubles can be easily solved.
"Definitely next time."
Lu Bai naturally showed a kind smile, turned around and walked around Xiao Xueyin, and walked towards the fighting training ground.
"You..."
Xiao Xueyin let out a sigh of relief: "Well, since you don't like that kind of occasion, do you want to go and have a look at the campus exchange?"
"Campus exchange?" Lu Bai stopped.
He actually knew what was going on. Before his fourth round of deathmatch, Pu Xuelia, the principal of Zu Dian, planned to let him lead a team for exchange and study, but he refused.
The so-called campus exchanges are essentially ten competing campuses sending students to compete, and the final results will affect resource allocation and enrollment.
Strictly speaking, he doesn't have much interest in this kind of thing. At most, he is a little more attractive than some second-generation drinking bureaus.
After all, it is just a comparison between reserves who have not yet participated in a death match, and will not involve real death fighters.
The most important point is that the Zudian Campus has always been at the bottom. Lu Bai took the wrong medicine and led the team to lose face.
However, Lu Bai didn't mind if he just went to watch the fun.
It is indeed a bit disrespectful to keep rejecting this little brother Xiao Xueyin.
Lu Bai nodded: "Let's go then."
…
A hooded man walks into an Internet cafe.
Places like Internet cafes always look particularly deserted during this time of the morning.
Looking at the entire Internet cafe, there are only a few scattered cameras with their screens on.
Ding Zhongmin glanced around, and his eyes quickly stopped on a young man in the corner, and then walked straight over.
The young man looks quite decent, the type that you wouldn't find in a crowd.
Wearing a suit and tie, he was staring intently at the display screen in front of him, as if he was playing a group game.
Ding Zhongmin sat next to the young man and carefully pressed the power button with his fingernails.
"President Zheng asked me to come to you." He looked at the lit screen without squinting, and made a sound with his mouth slightly open.
The young man glanced at him sideways, as if he didn't pay attention to Ding Zhongmin at all, and responded casually: "Well... hello, you can call me Ding Zhen."
"Haha, then we are still our family."
Ding Zhongmin operated the mouse and randomly clicked on a video software: "President Zheng said you can help us."
Ding Zhen's fingers clicked on the keyboard so fast that it seemed like afterimages would be produced.
"Needless to say, I know what you plan to do. The most I can do is provide you with some small technical support."
"That's great." Ding Zhongmin looked happy and added: "When can it be completed?" Ding Zhen looked straight: "It can be done at any time. Just tell me before you act."
"Forehead……"
The joy on Ding Zhongmin's face froze for a moment, as if he didn't believe it.
Even though this was a helper recommended by a vice president, the other party's agreement was a bit too hasty, and Ding Zhongmin was inevitably a little suspicious.
Ding Zhen didn't mind, or in other words, he didn't care about Ding Zhongmin's opinion at all. He urged without looking back: "If you have nothing else to do, just leave quickly. Don't interfere with my group play here."
Although Ding Zhongmin still wanted to say something, facing such a guy, he always felt that whatever he said was a waste of words.
He considered it for a moment, then got off the plane and stood up: "Then wait for my notification. When the matter is completed, the remaining reward will be credited to your account."
After that, Ding Zhongmin pushed down the hood on his head, turned around and left.
Ding Zhen then calmly raised his head and murmured calmly: "These madmen are really brave. Why don't they run away after finishing this vote?"
…
After leaving the Internet cafe, Ding Zhongmin got into an ordinary black car.
President Zheng was sitting in the back row with two young girls in his arms.
He hugged me left and right, so cool.
Ding Zhongmin sat in the passenger seat and reported: "President Zheng, is that person really reliable?"
"Don't worry, Old Ding." President Zheng smiled evilly and said, "I am handling this deal. If anything goes wrong, I will be the first person responsible."
The corners of Ding Zhongmin's mouth twitched. Fortunately, he was sitting in the front row and President Zheng couldn't see him.
He wanted to say that he was worried just because you were in charge.
The party hosted by President Zheng a few days ago was spotted by Daxiang's field department.
Not only did this lead to the arrest of several club members, but it also cost the club a highly secretive stronghold like the Truth Night Club.
President Zheng relies on the ability of his clone, so he doesn't have to worry about being caught, but ordinary members like them can't.
Ding Zhongmin knew without even guessing that President Zheng sitting in the back row at this moment was 100% a clone.
If President Zheng hadn't been senior enough, the losses in the past few days alone would have been enough for him to step down from his position as vice president.
In the car, President Zheng was obviously aware of Ding Zhongmin's silence.
President Zheng thought for a while and decided to explain: "Director Ding, the last party was crashed by the Daxiang Field Department. It was part of the plan."
Hearing this, Ding Zhongmin was stunned: "Is this... also included in your calculations?"
President Zheng tapped his fingers on the smooth shoulder of a female companion and said in a casual tone: "I might as well tell you that Daxiang's field department will come. I deliberately revealed it."
"Can……"
Ding Zhongmin was speechless and couldn't think of the benefits of doing so.
He simply gave up thinking and said instead: "President Zheng, in short, we cannot fail this time."
"Of course it won't fail this time."
President Zheng spread his palms vigorously: "Killing all those outstanding reservists in one go. No campus can bear this kind of loss, right?"
Even Ding Zhongmin, who felt that the plan was a little unreliable, couldn't help but get excited when he started drawing cakes for himself.
He chuckled: "After this time, such campus exchanges will probably be stopped."
(End of chapter)