Troubled times are like chess. What is scary is not the game, but the heart of the player.
I looked at this mediocre fax in my hand, and I didn't dare to advance, and I didn't dare to retreat.
It's like someone fished a piece of meat in front of my head, waiting for me to stick my head out so that he could drop his knife.
Now I'm kind of expecting this to be my own scare...
The old harrier didn't dare to say a word in my office, and I fell into deep thought again. It was like there was no one in the whole office, and even the staff outside the office were cautious about everything they did.
"Secretary Wu, wait until Director Banbula comes back and ask him to approve this document..."
"Please be quiet. I didn't hear that there was no sound in the office again."
"I'm talking with my neck numb. If I make a little movement, I won't be able to make a sound..."
I was so amused by the sound that came in through the crack in the door.
It’s true that when the wind blows above, it will rain below; if it rains a little above, there will be a thunderstorm below.
I stood up from the office, raised my chin towards the old kite, and said, "Let's go, change places."
Did you see that?
Even if I am now undisputed in Meng Neng, I still have to be forced to change my place by a few words from the people below.
In fact, I can scare them into silence with just one voice, but what happens next?
Shouldn't it be a storm in the city?
So now I can only walk out of the office with Old Falcon with a smile, making everyone feel that they have misjudged the situation.
We left, but when we went downstairs and got into the car, we found there was nowhere to go...
"How about going to the night show to sit for a while?"
I looked at the sky: "Is this broad daylight?"
"Let's go!"
Old Harrier drove my pickup truck and stepped on the accelerator, and the two of us went straight to the night show.
After taking the place, the green soldiers responsible for my safety came in, and the night show service staff were shocked.
I could only smile slightly awkwardly after entering the door, and followed the old kite upstairs.
Sometimes, it is not good for people to stand too high, and they always feel uncomfortable.
The old hawk took me to the large private room upstairs where I had bullied Erquina. As soon as I entered the room, the sensible young manager brought me a box of Corona. After a while, he brought in a plate of salt and Sliced lemon.
I looked at the old falcon and asked, "What kind of drink is this?"
The old harrier kicked his feet on the table: "Drink whatever you want."
After finishing speaking, he said calmly: "I see you haven't had a good drink for a long time, either for the sake of the scene or for the people under you. Today, open up and drink some, and the rest Let’s talk about everything tomorrow.”
I suddenly had the illusion that the old falcon regarded me as a buddy.
I looked at his two hands of different colors after taking off his gloves, and secretly reminded myself, picked up an unopened bottle of beer, opened it with my teeth, and took a sip.
The old harrier held the wine bottle and said, "Two days ago, I met an old lady on the street."
I turned and looked over.
The old harrier is like my real bridge: "It's so lonely from the inside out."
"Do you know what the old lady is doing?"
"I was sitting under the wall next to the market, basking in the sun and turning my head to look at the other side."
I asked in confusion: "What is she looking at?"
"What can I see?" Old Falcon murmured, "I just want to chat with you."
"But who dares to chat with her? Who is not afraid of getting into trouble if she talks nonsense?"
"The result is that as soon as the old lady left, people gave up the best place to bask in the sun, and a few old men and old ladies moved to the side."
"Master, why don't you send it back to the old lady?"
"I can see my grandson when I go back."
I finally mentioned the name I had put aside for a long time: "Aunt Fang... is there any news?"
The old harrier nodded: "Friends in China said that she fell in Banna."
"I wear national costumes all day long and open a very fashionable coffee shop, but the business is not very good and I can't get a single customer in a day."
No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't connect the national costumes with the coffee shop. Just when I was about to open my mouth, the old eagle jumped in and said, "Not yet, I guess it will be soon."
He was talking about children.
I smiled and put the bottle to my mouth, raised my head, and drank the bottle of wine as if there was no obstruction.
belch!
He burped and threw the bottle on the table: "This thing is not good, it bloats."
"What about Louis?"
"wait for me."
The old harrier walked out with his legs, and without much time, he brought a bottle of Louis, a plate of shredded squid, and just took out a few small cups from under the coffee table. We each poured a cup: "Don't waste it, it's quite expensive. Woolen cloth."
I looked at the old falcon holding the glass and tasting it, and I felt so excited that I raised my hand and poured down the glass of wine.
That made Old Yao Ying angry: "It's really expensive. I got it from outside and it costs tens of thousands. If you drink it like this, won't you go blind in vain?"
After I finished drinking, feeling the indescribable feeling, I looked at the old falcon and asked, "Are you feeling distressed?"
The old harrier's back immediately bent: "No, this is not how you drink it."
I smiled and pointed at him: "Hahahaha, you don't dare to tell the truth to me, do you?"
While I was laughing, the old eagle suddenly raised his head and drained the wine in the glass, showed his hand with a different color and said: "I haven't dared to cross it since it was broken."
Suddenly, the atmosphere changed a bit.
I put my arm around Old Falcon's shoulders and asked, smelling of alcohol, "You still hate me?"
"hatred."
As I shook him, he added: "I don't hate it either."
The old falcon said: "You cut off my hand, but you gave me more. Without you, even if I can use both hands, would this night show be mine?"
"Can this mighty bulk cargo belong to me?"
"The most I can do is continue to manage the car under Lao Qiao, and I have to frighten him into a daze."
"I am content."
Regardless of whether what the old falcon said is true or false, I was very happy after hearing it.
I patted his shoulder: "Just be content, but I'm afraid some people may not be able to understand what you want."
"You mean the leader of the Wa tribe?"
The old harrier looked back at me. I didn't hide it and nodded.
"Then just deal with him, and then help another one and it will be fine."
I looked at the old falcon and explained: "We are no longer in the world. If we do this today and do that tomorrow, who cares about this incredible thing?"
"I want to win his heart."
The old harrier shook his head and said, "Then I won't."
"You can tell me when you want to deal with him. As soon as my car is sent out, I will ensure that he can fly more than ten meters away." The old kite eagle said and gestured very proudly.
I smiled and leaned against the back of the sofa, putting my hands behind my head. Just as I was about to relax, the old eagle suddenly shook and said, "Wait for me for a while."
He took out the walkie-talkie from under the coffee table and shouted: "Master."
Then he took out the syringe from his pocket and walked to the toilet. Before going in, he said to me: "Wait for me, I will have a drink with you later."
I looked at the figure of the old falcon entering and said in my heart: "It's over."
It has been less than a morning since he came out of the Judicial Committee, and he actually made up for it... (End of chapter)
