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Chapter 309 309. The Worst Class

The so-called cultural exchange summit is nominally a gathering where cultural and entertainment people from various countries and regions come to Jiangcheng to exchange their creative experiences. In fact, the exchange of creative experiences is indeed exchanged, but more importantly, it is the various God-chosen organizations. The investigators communicated with each other.

Even in the real film and television entertainment circles, the God's Chosen Organization covers more than two-thirds of the world. In this era, basically every work will be censored by the God's Chosen Organization before it can be published and released to prevent films from foreign lands. Pollution is spreading in this world imperceptibly.

"Why would someone spread foreign pollution?"

Qiao Mu sat in the passenger seat and asked curiously.

"Well, just like, look, won't we also restrict the works of the Waste Capital Group from entering the country?"

Du Ruo, who was driving, thought about it and explained.

"Essentially, the abnormal pollution that needs to be anchored by the Waste City Group is left to ordinary people here. Although there is an agreement, the endless dumping of pollution is still against the regulations. If the Waste City Group relies on By using their own power to export pollution to those weak countries, the Abandoned Capital Group's own people can be spared from suffering and the risks can be passed on. In this way, it seems that the Abandoned Capital Group has made a profit in the short term, but in the long run, it will ultimately affect all mankind. Suffering.”

"Indeed, it's so abominable!"

Qiao Mu couldn't help but sigh.

After all, when it comes to the Abandoned Capital Group passing on its own pollution, not to mention those small countries that do not have the Chosen One organization. Even Hedao, which has the culture of Hedao, is still accepting the polluted garbage from the Abandoned Capital Group, and it almost caused a big disaster. disaster.

"This is the value of the God's Chosen Agreement. Every work that may carry pollution needs to be reviewed by all parties before it goes to sea."

Du Ruo drove through the tunnel, which ran through the Lingjiang River from Dongcheng District of Jiangcheng to Xicheng District.

"Despite this, there will still be smuggled works."

"smuggling?"

Qiao Mu thought of some movies, TV series, and novels that could be downloaded for free online.

"Uncensored works are spread online through translation, spreading contamination in other countries. This kind of thing is done by more than one God's Chosen organization, and there is no way to completely block it. Fortunately, this method of dissemination will not attract the attention of the mainstream public. Note, dispersion is limited.”

Du Ruo nodded.

The car happened to drive out of the tunnel at this time. The Xicheng District of Jiangcheng developed earlier. Although they are all high-rise buildings, they can be seen to have a certain age. In this area where land is at a premium, it is almost impossible to demolish and rebuild. .

"arrive."

The car drove in the congested urban area for more than 20 minutes before they arrived at a shopping mall.

"On the third floor."

Du Ruo pointed at this building with a certain history and said.

Taking the escalator to the third floor, Qiao Mu quickly saw a simple clothing store.

Du Ruo brought Qiao Mu to get some outfit to wear when attending the exchange meeting.

As for Bai Lian, because she only had a memory of one day, it would be in vain if she went there, so she was left in the editorial department to look after the family.

Walking into the shop with no customers, Qiao Mu looked at the suits hanging on the hangers. They were all quite formal and simple.

"Could this be a secret base of some mysterious organization? If you push the shelf at the back, you can enter a room full of weapons?"

Qiao Mu couldn't help but ask.

"Don't you think we are some mysterious organization?"

Du Ruo asked back.

"That's true."

Qiao Mu ran his hands over those suits. He had to say that although they looked simple, the fabrics of these clothes were very exquisite. Even if you just touched them casually, you could feel them delicately.

People can't help but wonder how difficult it would be to wash off the red oil from eating hot pot on clothes.

His eyes swept over the clothes, and suddenly, Qiao Mu saw a face.

"Lao Du, there is a living person here!"

Qiao Mu shouted as if he had discovered a ghoul that was an ordinary fleeing citizen.

"He's the boss here."

Du Ruo adjusted his glasses without making a fuss.

"Pity."

Qiao Mu seemed very disappointed.

The man emerged from his clothes. He was an old man with thinning hair. He was wearing reading glasses with a string attached to it. He looked at Qiao Mu carefully.

"This is the worst freshman class I've ever seen."

The old man complained. He came behind the cashier and touched his remaining hair.

"Teacher Zhao, this is Qiao Mu, I'm getting him clothes this time."

Du Ruo immediately went up to say hello with a respectful attitude.

"Take off your shirt."

Teacher Zhao was not polite and asked Qiao Mu to take off her coat.

Qiao Mu took off his coat and opened his hands again.

At this time, a tape measure like a python got into his body, measuring Qiao Mu's size as if it had its own consciousness.

After a while, the tape measures climbed onto the table. Teacher Zhao listened carefully and seemed to hear some sounds that ordinary people could not detect, and wrote down Qiao Mu's body parameters.

"Come and get it in three days."

Teacher Zhao wrote a receipt to Qiao Mu without saying much.

"Thank you, Teacher Zhao."

Du Ruo took Qiao Mu to thank him and left the shop.

"This guy is so cool."

Qiao Mu commented.

"He is a senior of the Jiangcheng branch. After retirement, he did some logistics work. Even Minister Zhou respects him very much."

Du Ruo explained.

"Then he's quite powerful."

Qiao Mu also felt that it was amazing to live to such an old age in the game of God of Choice.

"But he is not the Chosen One."

Seeing that Qiao Mu might have misunderstood something, Du Ruo explained again.

"Is he not the Chosen One?"

Qiao Mu suddenly became curious. He originally thought that he could enter the Jiangcheng branch because he was Zhou Mingke's senior, more or less a legendary investigator and a high-level divine choice.

But now Du Ruo says that he is not the chosen one, which is confusing.

"Teacher Zhao was originally just an ordinary person. When he was young, he was contaminated by fate and could see abnormalities. Later, he was protected by people from the Jiangcheng branch and worked in the branch until he retired a few years ago."

Du Ruo touched his chin and said while recalling.

"Of course, even so, it's even more remarkable that ordinary people can survive for so long despite being contaminated. After all, they don't have the power of our chosen ones and can only rely on themselves."

He still affirmed Qiao Mu's praise just now, remembered something again, and continued to speak.

"Thinking about it this way, it was Minister Zhou who saved him at that time."

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Question marks appeared on Qiao Mu's head as she listened.

"This Teacher Zhao must be in his fifties or sixties. He was rescued by the boss when he was young. How old is the boss?"

"It's rude to ask a girl about her age."

Du Ruo replied.

"oh."

Qiao Mu didn't ask any more questions.

But thinking about it this way, Zhou Mingke should be at least ten years older than Teacher Zhao. If you round up, she must be over seventy years old!

But Qiao Mu looked at Zhou Mingke who looked like he was in his twenties and under thirty at most.

Woman, so scary!

He was very surprised.