Chapter 387 NO.150: Yuechi Logistics’ foreign business secrets

Author: Gu Xinxuan

Chapter 387 NO.150 The foreign business secrets of Yuechi Logistics

As an employee of Penguin Logistics who is directly cooperating with Yuechi Logistics, he walked into the company building of Yuechi Logistics as easily as stepping into the door of Penguin Logistics.

Even in terms of perception, he should dislike Penguin Logistics.

No one here would cast those unhappy glances at Penguin Logistics.

The staff and workers who are busy at work, the security personnel who stick to their posts and keep their eyes open, and...

——Go up to the visitor and ask the visitor in a friendly manner. Even if you know that the visitor is not a customer, you still politely accommodate the visitor.

Regardless of whether you have compared with Penguin Logistics or not, you can all appreciate the professionalism here.

Homais was not surprised by this.

As someone who actively collects information about Yuechi Symbol, he will naturally not ignore the investigation of the largest company under Yuechi Symbol's name.

He knows very well that Yuechi Logistics is considered a first-class company outside its hometown.

It's just that he doesn't like this kind of first-rateness.

Because the feeling here reminded him of several companies in Jiemen District that he had observed in the past. Not causing trouble to others was the trait he felt most deeply from those companies.

Everyone is immersed in their own work and does not interact with anything other than work, just like precision rotating gears.

But people are not machines.

This ultra-Eastern style workplace aesthetic is not appreciated by Omer.

Although he was just an observer, it was difficult for him to agree that the connection between people should be so thin.

"Uh-huh, that's a bit disgusting, that kind of inquiry."

The comments coming from the screen were quite spicy, and at the same time there was also a sarcastic comment from another party: "The company run by those people from the Far East is like this, and the company culture is probably learning from the headquarters~"

Witchmon and Morrison, two Tamagotchis who don't often appear at the same time on the terminal screen, watched Omo's experiences in the company.

The main reason why these two people don't often appear together is because the latter enrolled in cram school.

Although the courses there have not yet reached the stage of graduation, asking for leave and skipping classes is not just the right of minors.

In fact, when Uncle Vlad appeared here, Omer felt that it was time for Morrison to step out and regain his presence.

But there was something he didn't expect.

For example, the other person is still on his or her own screen, instead of switching to Uncle Vlad's phone to chat and reminisce about old times.

"Shouldn't you go and reminisce with Uncle Vlad? Is there nothing to talk about in class every day?"

"This tone of disdain for the elders is really bad."

"You sound like a Ji Dong, electronic stick duck."

"Ji Dong English get out of the gram!"

After a few words, it was revealed that the electronic vampire was indeed gone, but the Witch Beast next to him was stunned for a moment. He looked at the data door that the other party opened before leaving, and then looked at Omo.

"He has indeed left your port."

"Then let's do it," Omer said calmly, "Baalmon X, is he here?"

Upon hearing this, Witchmon silently clenched the handle of the broom he was sitting on, but unfortunately, the next second only characters appeared in the air.

[Yuechi Symbol never told me this place]

"Of course, his attitude towards you is only as a collaborator at the data monitoring level."

"Quite cautious." Witchmon said coldly.

"A cunning rabbit has three holes~ Businessmen should be cautious. One or two losses are not harmful."

【Then what do you want me to do?】

"This company should have recorded some special content in its database, which may involve monsters or apostles. I hope you can confirm it for me."

"Didn't you say that was a misunderstanding?" Witchmon asked in confusion.

Before, Omer was still acting in a dream, but she was clearly watching from a God's perspective through building surveillance, other people's terminals, and mobile phones.

When the two women who looked like the beast-man Garuru, and the giant wolves that looked like Garrummon but were all black in color, were besieging the human whose abilities were not like humans, another group of people suddenly intervened.

At that time she heard that everything was a misunderstanding.

This was indeed the case in subsequent human exchanges.

It also made my partner's team leader feel so incompetent and furious in the office that his blood pressure soared.

But now, she asked this question, but her partner did not answer her. Instead, she clearly asked the question to Baalmon:

"What do you think of the 'human' named Nagisa Kaoru? He was once called the Angel of Liberty."

[He also does not have the potential to let the digital spirit bloom]

"Do you think so too?"

"Ah? Isn't he free? How do you two judge?"

Witchmon was a little surprised, but it was only the standard of judgment, not the conversation between the two guys that seemed to exclude them.

While pretending to be a ghost, she admitted that Ormer and Baalmon X were the same kind, and she also understood riddles and so on.

It is completely understandable that these two people are making a fuss about the concept of freedom of "free armor".

And Omo, who was asked this by her, finally looked at her and said with a smile: "It depends on observation, feeling, and dreaming."

"?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. It's not a very important issue at all." Picking up the disposable water cup in front of him, Omer turned to look at the people coming and going in the company, including many deliverymen pushing carts.

Devices and magic props that can compress packages in space are not luxurious enough to be equipped for every employee. There is also a stage where this primitive cart comes into play.

But there are also cart robots that exist specifically for this purpose.

This is what Omer takes for granted, as precise as a gear.

However, the Yuechi Logistics Branch in Canaan City has not hired a large number of such artificial intelligence.

There are a few strange-looking artificial intelligence beings mixed in among a large number of human beings, but there is no trace of inconsistency.

On the contrary, it is the biggest anomaly.

Even the counters and receptionists who are responsible for reception have professional smiles on their faces that are difficult for others to find fault with.

He can also smile like this.

It can even be simulated by a general AI.

And this also made Omer suddenly say: "What Morrison said before was not very accurate. Most companies from the East are not able to reach this level."

"Is this topic very important?" Witchmon complained in surprise.

But he replied: "It's important."

"Because this means that the branch director may have been hand-picked by Yuechi Symbol."

After picking up the water glass and drinking it down in one gulp, Omo stood up slowly and pushed the earphones in his ears that were just for cover and did not activate the channel:

"Let's do it nearby, Baalmon X, and use your usual concealment techniques."

"Where are you going?"

These words did not come from the noble king, but obviously came from the witch on the screen.

She saw Homais getting up and heading towards the door instead of the stairs and elevator car.

"Why don't you go upstairs and have a look?"

"There's no need. A group of Italians will complain that you can't read the air."

said Omer.

"Let's go to God's Blessing Music Class."

"ah?"

Suddenly I found that taking leave to recuperate is not a good option, and I have to prepare to move to Guangzhou at the end of the month... I'll try my best to keep the manuscript updated.
Chapter completed!