Rise Chapter 1828: Martin Bode

? The old man is very well-dressed, he wears a gray flannel suit that is ironed and straight without the slightest wrinkles. There is a neatly arranged kerchief in the chest pocket, and he wears a round top hat and one in his hand. The black cane, the hooked nose, and the sharp and solemn light in the eyes, looked around as if a long-standing majestic breath naturally revealed.

As the old man walked in, the legends in front of the long table in the conference room stood up from their seats and leaned slightly toward the old man:

"Your Excellency Martin."

Such a scene is almost rare and hard to get to the extreme.

Because looking at the entire world of professional gaming circles, there may be no more than five fingers who are qualified to let the legendary powerhouses of the previous generations treat so solemnly.

But the old man in front of him is one of them without a doubt.

Martin Bode.

One of the three vice chairmen of the World Telecom Association headquarters.

The executive vice chairman in charge of the system charter, the drafter of the professional e-sports general charter, is also the oldest and the most senior in the World Telecom Association, even among the three vice-chairmen of the headquarters, he ranks No. One, the second person who is truly second only to the chairman of the World Telecom Association.

Of course, in fact, at this moment, the qualifications and qualifications of the honorary consultants of the World Telecom Association on the table of the conference chairperson are almost equivalent to the three vice-chairmen, not much different.

So this kind of compliment is more of a kind of respect.

Respect the old man in front of him for his hard work and achievements for professional e-sports.

Faced with the greetings from the legends of the previous generations, the elder World Telecom Association's vice-chairman had a flat expression, just reached out his hand and took off the top hat on his head and placed it in front of his abdomen.

"Mr.--"

Speaking, Martin's gaze swept across and fell to the side on No. 5, who was so beautiful and beautiful among all people:

"And... madam."

No. 5 made a false lift of the skirt and bowed gracefully, smiling and greeted:

"Your Excellency Martin, long time no see."

Looking at Number 5, the old man, who is the executive vice chairman of the World Telecom Association, showed a somewhat satisfied look in his eyes. The original rigid and serious expression on his face finally eased a bit, nodded, and then turned his eyes to the side to see On the fourth, the latter also smiled and nodded slightly, and also spoke respectfully and politely:

"Your Excellency."

Martin nodded with a "um":

"Your Excellency 004."

"I received the most recent annual report from the North American Telecom Association."

"Good job."

Number Four smiled:

"It is the honor of our North American branch to be recognized by the headquarters, but...it is also our responsibility."

I am more satisfied with the respectful and humble attitude of No. 4, Martin’s face has an unprecedented smile: “You don’t have to be humble. There are not many people who can have such a serious and rigorous style of doing things in the younger generation. The guy retired, and his future position...you still need a good person like you 004 to take over the responsibility."

This is almost the highest praise and compliment.

Even some of the information revealed in the words that is not deliberately concealed is already amazing enough.

So all the legends present who heard this sentence couldn't help but shake slightly. The gaze towards No.4 also showed a sense of vigilance. Lee Daozai’s eyes turned cold and he said nothing, Crow said. The deep rays of light in the pupils of the lowered heads flickered uncertainly.

Immediately Martin's gaze swept over the other people present, and he greeted briefly one by one:

"Your Excellency Crow."

"Your Excellency Dojae."

"Your Excellency Bullet."

When greetings like this, the expression on the face of the old World Telecom Association's executive deputy seat also returned to the solemn and flat stereotype, and meticulous, but the other legends present did not dare to follow along with any negligence. Respond appropriately.

Finally.

After a lap.

Martin's eyes fell on the last one.

It was clear that from the moment he walked into the meeting room, the one closest to him was this one, but he didn't know whether it was intentional or not, and the old man put it at the end.

Number One coughed, raised his head and looked at the old man in front of him, with a smile that made people feel like spring breeze:

"Your Excellency Martin, it's been a long time--"

As the chief of the Honorary Advisory Group of the World Telecom Association, his status is even faintly higher than the three vice-chairmen of the World Telecom Association headquarters. It even needs to be polite--

But for greetings like No.1's smile, the smile on the old man’s face has completely disappeared, even more serious and indifferent than the one that came just now. He just nodded very simply, and spoke in a rigid tone. :

"Your Excellency 001."

Although it seems to be a compliment that can't fault it.

But it can obviously make people hear the alienation.

Number three's eyelids twitched slightly.

The Bullet next to him took a deep look at No.1 and Martin.

The Crow at the end of the long table on the other side seemed to fall on deaf ears, while the faces of Shield, Arrow, and Ghost behind them all showed a bit of schadenfreude.

The number five and number four here looked at each other, and they all saw the slight worry in each other's eyes.

……

Chu Fangnan drove fast on the street to the center of Man City.

The phone rang.

Turn on.

Open in public.

The steady voice of Fang Hao, the head of the Shanghai Electric Power Association in China, came from the car’s Bluetooth speaker: "Anan, where is it?"

Chu Fangnan, holding the steering wheel, quickly replied:

"On the way."

"It will probably be a while before--the previous thing was delayed for a while, and I didn't catch up to go with them."

Fang Hao on the other end of the phone paused:

"It's okay, don't worry, you take your time."

"The matter over there...Leave it to number one, it's okay."

Chu Fangnan smiled bitterly; "That's what I said, I believe them too, but after all... I still can't get down anymore."

Fang Hao on the other end of the phone seems to shook his head:

"You worry too much."

"Martin, the vice chairman of the World Telecom Association Headquarters, is highly respected in our telecom system. He is almost a person whom he respects as the chairman of the Headquarters. He may be a little uncomfortable in character, but he is doing this in business. The aspect is still meticulous, and there has never been an accident, and there will be nothing to worry about."

These words from Fang Hao's mouth should indeed have sufficient credibility and comfort effect.

But even after hearing such a comforting explanation, Chu Fangnan was still quite unsure. After hesitating for a while, he carefully considered the words and spoke:

"Brother Fang, I heard that..."

"Your Excellency Martin, there seemed to be some unpleasant events with No.1 back then~IndoMTL.com~This...is it true?"

The phone went quiet for a moment.

Chu Fangnan subconsciously held his breath and waited nervously.

Finally, I heard Fang Hao's voice slowly ringing again:

"Hmm."

"It is true."

When this sentence was exited, it was obvious from the tone that the president of the Shanghai Electric Power Association on the other end of the phone could hardly conceal the frustration that he showed.

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