The Museum of Beasts

Lin Jin has done this to the extreme.

Jia Qian froze for a moment before nodding helplessly.

She could see that Lin Jin was not joking, he really wanted to entrust the logistics department to herself.

This is the fat difference that many people dream of.

Master Lin naturally knew that this was a very important position, so why did he give it to himself?

you still need to ask?

Jia Qian quickly figured out.

In the beginning, it was Dong He. When Dong He managed the logistics department, he was in a mess and didn't get it right. Later, it was Zhang Youdu, which caused the logistics department to become a miasma.

In such an important place, the two directors share this virtue. I believe Master Lin, as the chairman, must be quite a headache. As Master Lin said just now, he has no suitable candidates.

Come to think of it, it's not that there is really no, but that Lin Shi can't trust others.

Because Master Lin can trust him, he will bear this burden on himself. Master Lin hopes that he can rectify the key part of the logistics department.

What kind of trust is this?

Jia Qian suddenly felt the burden on her shoulders heavier.

But she did not decline, after all, Master Lin had already spoken.

Since Jia Qian worshipped Lin Jintang, she already knew that Lin Jin's attainments in beast-appreciation was far more powerful than she had imagined.

And Jia Qian has also heard people say that Lin Jin has an extremely strong pedigree, so he can make rapid progress in a short time. Of course, his talent is unmatched.

Jia Qian is already satisfied to learn from Lin Jin. She will not waste this opportunity. It can be said that it was Lin Jin who pulled her back from the state of falling in the past, so no matter what Lin Jin asked her to do, She will do her best to do it.

Since teaching her such an important thing this time, she will definitely do it well.

It's just that Jia Qian didn't know. Lin Jin didn't even think of all she thought.

To rectify the logistics department, Lin Jin also knew what Zhang Youdu did. As for other things, Lin Jin didn't think so much at all. He was not a good manager.

Lin Jin's main thought now is still on Jian Beast.

At the same time, the southern border city of the Yulong Kingdom, Weicheng.

There are abundant paddy fields around Weicheng, with many lakes and rivers. For most of the year, there are reeds in patches and endless stretches, which is why Weicheng is named.

There are three famous lakes outside the city, and Jiuqu Lake is one of them.

Jiuqu Lake is more like a meandering river. Large tracts of reeds divide the lake into labyrinth-like rivers. It is a boatman who often fishes in the lake, and sometimes gets lost, so Jiuqu Few people come to the lake, and there are often people missing here, no one is born, no corpse is seen, so even those who make a living by fishing, can not go, they will not go.

Even, no one can really ascertain how big Jiuqu Lake is. Firstly, the water is indeed sinister. Secondly, Weicheng is foggy. On the side of Jiuqu Lake, the lake is locked by fog all the year round, so no one will be fine. Go to this place.

At this moment, a wooden boat is swimming in the twists and turns of the river like a labyrinth. At the stern, the bare-footed boat sails forward with a three-foot bamboo pole. The boatman plunged the thick bamboo poles into the bottom, and then braced it, and walked a few steps behind the boat. The small wooden boat was actually fast and steady.

Because the bottom of this lake is slightly shallower, bamboo poles can be supported. If it is deeper, you can only paddle. Fortunately, the wooden boat has oars and bamboo poles.

The boatman has dark skin, thick calluses on his hands and feet, wind and sun, and looks very old, but the eyes exposed under the hat are bright.

There was a person lying on the boat.

This person was dressed as a travel medicine dealer, clothed in cloth and leather, and had three strands of beard and beard. He was supposed to be personable, but at the moment he was pale, his teeth clenched, and there was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the boat owner of the pole rowing said: "Liang Lao San, what did you do? I asked you all the way, but you didn’t say anything. It’s almost time to get to the general meeting. It’s good for you to tell me. ."

The boatman's voice was hoarse, with a hint of concern in his tone.

The person like Mr. You Fang lying on the boat kept his eyes open, but said weakly, "What can I do if I told you? This time I met a master. If I was unlucky for me, Mr. Liang, I hurried back to the island general meeting. Only the elders in the meeting have the means to save me. If you are really good for me, don't ask."

Upon hearing this, the boatman really stopped asking.

There is fog in front, but the speed of the boat does not decrease, so it rushes directly into the fog. You must know that the fog on the lake is very dangerous. No one knows what is ahead. If you accidentally hit a stone or get entangled by reeds , That can't run.

However, the boatman knew this waterway quite well, and he drew it steadily, passing through the nine-curved reed waterway, and then on to an island in the lake ahead.

I am afraid that the local people in Weicheng do not know that there is an island here.

But if you look closely, you will find that this island is very peculiar. Although there are small mountains and rocks, it seems to grow on the back of a turtle, the boatmen and the group also call it Turtle Island.

The island is not big, in other words, small and pitiful, at most thirty feet deep, but there are a lot of houses on it.

When someone saw the wooden boat coming, they immediately stepped forward.

At the same time, in the lake, black shadows gathered, some resembling fish, and some strange shapes, swimming together, stirring the lake water like boiling water.

"Don't make a **** mess, Liang Lao San is dying, and quickly notify Elder Zhou." The boat owner shouted, and several people on the shore glanced at each other and used methods to disperse the things in the water.

The wooden boat is beached.

The boatman helped the youngest Liang to go ashore, and when the people on the shore saw it, someone said, "It's really the youngest Liang, why is he like this?"

"Don't **** ask, hurry in, I think Liang Lao San is going to die."

At the moment, several people together ~www.novelmtl.com~ carried Liang Lao San in.

There are weird things everywhere on the island. There are beast bones and furs, and some buckets are full of blood. Even the houses are very weird. And the most here is actually a kind of bone cage, there are at least a dozen, and most of them contain a beast.

These beasts are obviously not ordinary beasts, at least they are all rare and exotic beasts.

In a lobby, Liang Laosan was lying on the ground. There were a lot of people around, an old man with a purple golden crown on his head, his face sinking like water, and his bags under the eyes, even a dark purple old man came out from the back hall.

A few people outside met, and hurried forward to salute: "Elder Zhou!"

"En!" Elder Zhou nodded with a calm face, as if everyone owed him money. He looked down at Oldest Liang, frowning even more severely.

"Everyone else, go out."

In a word, the others hurriedly saluted and retired. Soon, only Liang Laosan and this elder Zhou were left in the lobby.