"Abba, what on earth is going on?"
Ye Ziqiang was a little surprised. He went to the capital on a business trip, but it seemed like something big had happened to his family.
What did I miss?
Mr. Ye ignored his son and just concentrated on talking to Song Ziyu: "Hey, Xiao Song, what you said is wrong. What do you mean by dragging the water down? You have done nothing wrong at all!"
"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to meddle in such noisy matters!"
Mr. Ye filled another glass of wine for himself, then took a sip and said, "The reason why these people are targeting you is that you paid back a sum of money for Professor Chen Youping. And the reason why they want to force Chen Youping is because of these bastards who are cheating on you." I want to plunder a very important research result from Chen Youping and then sell it to a large overseas company to make huge profits."
"They did everything they could to get hold of Professor Chen! It's ridiculous that I, a top-level talent in the Yuxia Kingdom, was pushed to the edge by a bunch of bastards." Mr. Ye was even a little angry when he spoke.
After hearing this, Song Ziyu finally understood everything.
It’s no wonder that the scientific research institute led by Mr. Chen, a highly respected professor, is in a situation where he can’t even pay the electricity bill.
This is someone who is acting evil.
"So, Xiao Song, I want to thank you on behalf of the country. It is your help that preserved this scientific research result." Mr. Ye said: "Compared with the national interests, it is okay for my old bones to suffer a little. What?"
Song Ziyu said it very embarrassingly.
This hat is really too big for Song Ziyu to wear.
"Then do you think you should drink that glass of wine just now?" Mr. Ye asked.
"Listening to your analysis, I think I should drink it." Song Ziyu nodded thoughtfully.
"That's it...Oh, what did you guys do? Why are you looking at me? Eat vegetables!"
Mr. Ye looked at the people at the table and saw that no one was using their chopsticks, so he greeted him: "Come on, let's both try Xiao Song's cooking."
As he spoke, Mr. Ye picked up a piece of seabass meat with wooden chopsticks and put it into his mouth to taste it.
"Good food!" Mr. Ye praised: "The meat is delicious. Xiao Song's cooking is good. It's spicy and delicious."
Seeing Mr. Ye moving his chopsticks, the two generals no longer restrained themselves and started to move one after another.
Ye Ziqiang was obviously an old man. He tasted it and said, "Xiao Song's cooking style has the flavor of Nandu cuisine, but it is different from Nandu local cuisine. The ingredients are more spicy."
Song Ziyu smiled slightly when he heard this: "What General Ye said is true. My hometown is Han'an, a remote city in Nandu Province. The cuisine there is slightly different from that of Nandu, but the difference is so similar that most people can't even notice it... …But you can eat it out, General, it’s amazing.”
Song Ziyu's flattery was invisible, which made Ye Ziqiang very useful.
Ye Ziqiang nodded and said: "Nandu cuisine emphasizes one dish and one hundred dishes and one hundred flavors. It's true that the ancients did not deceive me. Just separated by three rivers, the flavors of Nandu and Han'an are so unique."
Beside Ye Ziqiang, the girl with the ponytail was enjoying her meal and didn't even think about talking to him. As for Major General Yang who came from the capital, he was sweating profusely after eating.
"Xiao Yang, are you used to Nandu food?" the old lady asked with concern.
Yang Qu heard this and said quickly: "Nandu cuisine has a unique flavor. Although it is different from the northern food habits, as long as it is not too spicy... I like them all."
As he spoke, Yang Qu took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead. The sweat was not caused by heat but spicy.
Everyone laughed when they saw this.
…
The meal ended in a pleasant and friendly atmosphere.
During this period, Mr. Ye was very happy and drank several drinks with Song Ziyu. Finally, he wanted to drink heavily, but Mrs. Ye stopped him.
As people get older, drinking should be just for fun. Drinking to make you happy is enough. How can you do it if you are drunk?
The family banquet was finally concluded in the middle of the feast. After the meal, Ye Ziqiang and Yang Qu were busy with official duties, so they excused themselves to Mr. Ye.
During the meeting, the two generals had the most exchanges about the equipment and materials inspection matters of the Capital Equipment Department coming to the Central and South Theater Zone.
Although Song Ziyu didn't understand these military matters, he could feel that Major General Ye Ziqiang was very cautious about this inspection.
The two generals retreated, and Mr. Ye also wanted to take a nap. Song Ziyu felt that it was almost time for him to leave, so he stood up and left.
"Qianqian, please don't neglect your visit to grandpa." The slightly tipsy Mr. Ye spoke.
Ye Qianqian, who was replying to WeChat, raised his head and glanced at Song Ziyu, and then said to Mr. Ye: "Grandpa, I won't be back for dinner tonight. I have a dinner party tonight."
Hearing Ye Qianqian's words, Mr. Ye said: "Qianqian, you should learn more from Xiao Song and stop dealing with those bad friends of yours..."
"Okay, okay, grandpa, stop talking, I'm leaving." Ye Qianqian seemed to be very unable to bear Mr. Ye's thoughts. She stood up and said goodbye to Mrs. Ye, and then snapped her fingers at Song Ziyu.
"Let's go!" Ye Qianqian walked towards the door, her ponytail flying behind her.
…
Ye Qianqian drives a pink Wrangler, which looks very cool.
This kind of car with an extremely high chassis and full horsepower looks very unique when paired with a delicate woman like Ye Qianqian.
Song Ziyu sat in the passenger seat and felt that the comfort of this car was not as good as that of an ordinary car.
There is a special pass under the Wrangler's window. This is the basis for Ye Qianqian to enter and leave Shiliping at will.
There were several sentinel inspections on the way out, and the questioning was so strict that Song Ziyu even doubted that he could not leave this military aircraft hub alone.
The two of them had nothing to say all the way. Ye Qianqian was the queen of the general family, and Song Ziyu himself was a child of an ordinary family. It was already a lifetime opportunity to get into this circle, so how could he still talk to others?
The girl was concentrating on driving the car without even looking at Song Ziyu. Just when the car was about to drive out of Shiliping, the phone suddenly rang. The girl parked the car on the side of the road and got out of the car to answer the phone.
Song Ziyu sat in the passenger seat and saw that Ye Qianqian was talking calmly to others at first, but as time went by, the girl's face became worse and worse, and finally she started arguing with the person on the phone.
Song Ziyu had sharp ears and accidentally heard some words. It felt like a quarrel between lovers.
But this was something that he couldn't control. Song Ziyu could only pretend not to know anything and wait quietly in the car.
Soon, Ye Qianqian returned to the car.
The girl did not start the car immediately, but turned around and looked at Song Ziyu.
Feeling Ye Qianqian's gaze, Song Ziyu also stared at Ye Qianqian and couldn't help but frown.
"Is something wrong?" Song Ziyu couldn't help but ask.
That look in the girl's eyes is terrible.
Ye Qianqian looked at Song Ziyu for a long time, and then said: "Brother, are you free this afternoon, can you do me a favor?"
"What's the matter?" Song Ziyu asked.
"Come with me to play a game." Ye Qianqian said.
"What game?" Song Ziyu realized that the matter was not simple, so he should not let this girl act as a gunman.
"Don't ask, just say yes or no?" Ye Qianqian asked directly.
"Can't you be more tactful?" Song Ziyu didn't understand. Is this girl so aggressive in asking for others?
"Oh, okay! I want to make someone angry, how about you pretend to be my boyfriend?" Ye Qianqian said.
"Sure enough!" Song Ziyu felt like he had guessed it...
"It's possible, but it's not impossible." Song Ziyu pondered: "The question is, if you blatantly ask me to attract hatred, will I be beaten?"
