1087: Work intelligence

Work intelligence

"Get up, a good dog doesn't block the way."1

As he spoke, Zhang San walked out of the room with a broom and pushed Qi Feng, who was chatting with Lin Yan, away.

Seeing this, Qi Feng looked at the 'cleaner' Zhang San with a little doubt.

"What are you looking at? I'll dig your eyes out if you keep looking." Zhang San said coldly.

Before Qi Feng could say anything, Zhang San looked at Lin Yan and said,""Why didn't you show up these days? I have important information to tell you ... Come to the cleaning department to find me when you're free."

Zhang San turned around and left after saying that.

"Miss Lin, is this the team's cleaner?" Qi Feng said to Lin ya.

Lin Yan nodded awkwardly. At the moment, Zhang San was indeed the cleaner of the storm battle team.

"I've never seen such a cleaner before. What did he mean by the information he just said?" Qi Feng stared at Lin Yan and asked curiously.

"Maybe the toilet is blocked ..." Lin Yan said, deep in thought.

Qi Feng was speechless.

"What kind of information is this?" Qi Feng said.

"Work intelligence." Lin Yan replied.

"Whatever you say." Qi Feng's mouth twitched.

After entering the office with Qi Feng, Lin Yan looked around. Other than he Lefeng, all the racers she had appointed were already here.

However, the drivers were all listless, as if they had no interest in the new team.

"Hello, everyone. Let me introduce myself. I'm Lin Yan, the boss and Captain of the wind Racing Team."

Lin Yan glanced at the professional racers in the company and chuckled.

As Lin Yan finished her sentence, everyone glanced at her listlessly.

"Miss Lin, your Chinese racing Guild...You must have a good relationship with them. Do you know the president?"

One of the drivers sat up and said to Lin Yan.

Lin Yan was slightly stunned by his words.

However, he understood the meaning of his words in a flash.

These racers must've thought that she'd relied on her connections with the Chinese racing Association to complete her counterattack. Otherwise, how could a racers, who couldn't even be considered a substitute, become a member of the official team?

The Chinese martial arts Association even allowed Lin Yan to pick any team members to join her team.

"Hehe, I wonder what the higher - ups of the Chinese Guild are thinking."

A professional racer who was wearing a baseball cap sneered.""It seems like the Chinese Guild doesn't care about this year's global league at all. Otherwise, they wouldn't have allowed us to enter miss Lin's fleet."

"Zhou Yue, don't talk nonsense." Qi Feng looked at Zhou Yue and said.

"Nonsense?" The professional racer known as Zhou Yue sneered.""Qi Feng, how is this nonsense? don't tell me you don't think that's the truth?"

"Haha, the global league is divided into three levels, from the first to the third. Our miss Lin's team didn't even qualify for the third league, let alone the first league. I heard that the president made an exception and gave them the third place. How close is miss Lin's relationship with the president?"

"That's why everyone has to be careful with what you say. Don't offend miss Lin. Otherwise, if the president holds a grudge, we won't be able to live well in the future."

As he finished speaking, many people fell silent.

They had never considered this problem.

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