The old man pouring water in front of me is probably another ancient level golden elixir old monster!
Judging from Wang Junpeng's appearance, I guess Zhang Shiwei, the old monster, will have to water the old man and call him brother when he comes!
But unfortunately, I don’t know an old monster of this level yet.
This is the scariest thing.
The old man Shuishui didn't take it seriously: "Tongshi is right. It's just that he doesn't know the specific situation. He who doesn't know is not guilty."
Dapengniao lowered his head and responded in a low voice: "It's all my fault for not managing the child master well. In the beginning, I should have resisted the pressure and assigned Fangzhou to an independent department under our Tianjia Army."
"I will never let the child teacher leave."
When these words came out, my heart was shaken and my teeth clenched quietly.
The old man watering the water gently waved his hand, looking a little tired and depressed: "Confucius said: Don't talk about things when they are done, don't admonish when things are done, and let bygones be bygones!"
"Fangzhou is doing well now."
"Child Master is doing a good job in managing Fangzhou. In the past six months, Child Master's achievements are obvious to all!"
"I just like people like Teacher Tong who never forget their innocence when facing adversity."
"Those who come out of the junior class are all elites."
"Cao Shicheng made the right move when he proposed setting up a junior class."
"I am the organizer. I have watched these dolls grow up. I trust them."
After saying this in one breath, the old man hit the rough cement table with his right fist: "Don't talk about these things again. The case will not be overturned."
The words of the old man who poured water were neither light nor serious, but he could hear the thunder in the silence.
Wang Peng responded with a solemn voice, silently lowered his head and closed his eyes, and there was no sound again.
"Boss, the time has expired."
The face of the watering old man darkened: "If you exceed it, you will exceed it. He, Long Zhan, does not lack these few minutes. I, Yu Weibo, do not lack either."
The middle-aged secretary shook involuntarily and his face turned pale.
"Thank you, Master Tong."
After a while, the watering old man took a long and deep breath and said softly: "The sea is flowing across the sea, and only then can a hero show his true colors. The green mountains stand tall, and the ambition of not falling into the clouds is high."
"Remember this. Just go ahead!"
I nodded solemnly and turned away.
The moment I turned around, I saw the lonely and sad old man who was watering the water. Looking at the disappointment in his eyes, I suddenly said quietly: "Old Yu. Sometimes the problem does not necessarily lie with your son."
"If you can trust me, I would like to see your daughter-in-law's birth date."
"Photos will do, too."
"A dead horse should be treated as a living doctor! If the treatment is good, seek medical treatment. If the treatment is not good, the worst is the end of the Yu family."
"You don't have to worry anymore."
As soon as these words came out, Wang Peng and others all looked at me.
There was curiosity, weirdness, and consternation, and most of all, shock and anger.
Yu Weibo's body like an ice sculpture slowly relaxed, and he replied after a few seconds: "I can't give you your birth date. You can see the photos."
"Take him."
A few minutes later, the car drove out of the old villa and headed towards the city at high speed.
Yu Weibo was going to meet Long Zhan, so I took Yu Weibo's private car.
On the way back to the city, I repeatedly recalled the conversation between Yu Weibo and Dapengniao in my mind, analyzing it word by word based on the expressions and tones of the two people.
Combined with what Jian Zizai once said, he finally came to a conclusion.
Yu Weibo is also a chess player.
There should be a close relationship between Wang Peng and Yu Weibo.
But it seems that Wang Peng is not Yu Weibo's person.
"What does it mean to grow gourds and Ganoderma lucidum?" Next to me, Wang Peng didn't mind my smell and sat in the back row with me: "What does it mean to raise turtles and chickens?"
"Report to Mr. Wang, this is feudal superstition, you can't believe this."
Dapeng looked straight at him solemnly and continued to question: "How do you know that Mr. Yu only has one son? Have you really never seen Mr. Yu before?"
"Report to Mr. Wang, please don't mess around with questions that shouldn't be asked.
ask. "
The Dapeng bird was obviously a little more disgusted with me, and it stared at me coldly: "How did you know that my old son has no heirs?"
"Tell me the truth."
If other people heard this, they would definitely be frightened.
But I'm not afraid of rocs at all.
"Report to Mr. Wang. I am a principled person and will never betray any information about my employer. Even if Mr. Wang points a gun at me, I will not say anything."
Hearing this, Wang Peng's face was covered with a layer of iron frost.
It’s over!
The roc bird was angry and wanted to run away.
After half a minute, Wang Peng finally suppressed his anger and spoke calmly: "Are you sure?"
I responded quietly: "No comment on commercial confidentiality."
"If Mr. Wang insists on my explanation, please bring me Mr. Yu's approval note."
Damn it!
Wang Junpeng's handsome face turned cold, and he expressed murderous intent: "Stop the car!"
Driver Yu calmly and skillfully clicked on the brakes.
"Get out!" Kan Shula
I was a little curious when I heard Wang Junpeng's cold command. But I was still very obedient and opened the door.
This roc must have been stimulated by something today, otherwise it wouldn't be so gloomy.
Could it be that Yu Lao's daughter-in-law has something to do with Dapeng...
Maybe Dapengniao and Yu's daughter-in-law were childhood sweethearts?
Or...
At the moment when one of my feet touched the ground, with a casual glance, I noticed that the death lines between Wang Peng's eyebrows suddenly stood up, and suddenly bloomed in my eyes.
This discovery made my hair stand on end and my pupils instantly shrank to the size of a pinhole.
Even though my eyesight is now extremely poor, at this moment, the death lines in Wang Peng's eyebrows are infinitely magnified in my eyes, wider than a river!
Almost at the same time, the driver Weibo's forehead was reflected in the rearview mirror of the car.
The death mark in the center of the eyebrow has bloomed!
The death energy overflowed from the death marks and rose into the sky!
After slaying the dragon, my soul was gone, and my abilities were no longer what they used to be, including most of my energy-gazing skills.
But I haven't lost my ability to look at death's anger.
