No matter how he moved, he actually took the cup back from the old man in pajamas through the air.

The old man in pajamas was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing: "That's right! The delicacies of the mountains and seas all have the same taste. It's not like you. Even if I give you a plate of pickles, you can still eat them to a certain level. What's this...what's it called?

Wait? Hey, Lao Li, tell me."

The thin old man opened his eyes slightly: "This is called life."

The old man in pajamas sneered when he heard this: "What a shitty life, this is called hypocrisy, isn't it, Lao Zheng."

The fat old man was not angry even after being teased, but instead snorted and laughed.

The other seven middle-aged people stood silently in the garden, neither daring to speak nor to laugh. They all suffered there with stern faces.

The old man in pajamas dropped the handkerchief in his hand, walked up to the seven people, looked at them one by one, and then stood at the end of the line: "Twenty years ago, when you were all children in school, I told you,

You must have a sense of proportion in everything you do, and you must abide by the rules. But who would have thought that after twenty years, you have grown up, and after leaving school and entering society, you have realized your own principles, and not only have you forgotten me

What about the sense of propriety and rules I taught you, but you are always in conflict with the sense of propriety and going against the rules? What will be the result in the end?"

There were seven middle-aged people, the youngest of whom must be in his early forties, but all of them remained silent in front of the old man in pajamas, not daring to be disrespectful in the slightest.

Seeing that they didn't speak, the old man in pajamas raised his hand and held the shoulder of one of them and said: "Guo Siyang, you have stayed with those old nobles in Europe for a long time. Do you feel that the traditions of your ancestors have embarrassed you?"

The middle-aged man named Guo Siyang suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He was a tall man of 1.85 meters, a full head taller than the old man in pajamas, but he was shocked by such a gentle hand on the shoulder.

Guo Siyang didn't know where he had done something wrong, but since the old man said it, he had done something wrong, so he plopped down on his knees and said, "Please teach me, sir!"

The old man in pajamas was stunned for a moment. Looking at the trembling man kneeling at his feet, he sneered and then turned to the fat black old man and said: "Old Zheng, is Guo Siyang my student?"

The fat, dark old man was making tea again when he heard these words and said faintly: "The third school's overall score is ranked first, Guo Siyang, a young talent."

After hearing such comments, Guo Siyang, who was kneeling on the ground, not only did not feel happy, but his head dropped even lower. His eyes widened and turned around, not knowing what he was thinking.

The old man in pajamas seemed to remember: "Oh, yes, let me tell you, I still have an impression... It's just a pity that I advised you not to go to Europe, but you insist on proving yourself. What's the result? From those

Did the noble old bastard get an advantage?"

Guo Siyang did not dare to answer.

But someone answered for him.

This person is the man who previously reported the movements of Zhang Fengyu and his party to the old man in pajamas.

He said softly: "Boss Guo originally planned to use five years to revitalize our energy industry in Europe and South Africa, but his move was too big and the British and Germans noticed it in advance, so it turned into a war of capital consumption.

, billions of dollars were poured in without even a splash coming out, but fortunately, we won in the end, so now more than half of the more than 2,000 shelters in Europe are our energy industry responsible for running the basic circulation system.

Originally, if everything went well here, with just one sentence, Europe would be blown up to the sky... But Boss Guo was obviously too conceited and actually expanded his own power, making the nobles aware of the problem, so he didn't watch the fireworks display.

Success, but we lost my wife and lost our troops, resulting in a loss of more than 700 billion, which almost cost us all the money we earned in Europe over the past thirty years. Ha... I have to say, Boss Guo also

What a business genius."

The old man in pajamas calls Guo Siyang by his original name, but this greasy man calls Guo Siyang Boss Guo. The irony in this is direct.

Guo Siyang remained silent.

At this point, Europe's failure is a foregone conclusion, and it cannot be settled by him relying on fierce protest or making more excuses.

After hearing this, the old man in pajamas looked back at the greasy man with a plain face.

The greasy man immediately stood up properly.

The old man in pajamas snorted softly, then laughed and asked: "Yuanzi, when did you learn to ridicule seniors like you?"

Being called to work as a gardener, the greasy man didn't panic at all. He smiled and touched his nose and said: "Let's just talk about the matter. Don't take it personally. I think Boss Guo will not feel hurt by my understatement." His heart."

The old man in pajamas nodded and looked at Guo Siyang again, frowning.

Is this still familiar to him, the high-spirited Guo Siyang who said he wanted to close Europe? He was clearly a dog in distress who only knew how to go home after being bullied outside.

Thinking of this, the old man in pajamas asked Guo Siyang: "Shen Xiaoqing is dead, but things have just begun. What are your plans?"

Guo Siyang was shocked when he heard this, and gritted his teeth and said, "Sir, please rest assured, the student is still confident in this matter."

"Well... listen, listen to everyone, especially your garden." The old man in pajamas glared at the greasy man who was not doing his job properly. It seemed that his unruly behavior had become the norm and everyone was not surprised.

Yuanzi nodded: "I believe this, Boss Guo."

The old man in pajamas said "Hey", walked over and slapped Yuanzi on the heart and said: "You bastard! You're not big or small! I'm teaching you, do you think I'm asking for your opinion?"

Yuanzi chuckled.

The fat, dark old man looked at Guo Siyang, who was on the contrary still kneeling on the ground and trembling, and said: "Okay, get up. You are not young anymore, so you still have to lose face."

Guo Siyang did not dare to get up.

Until the old man in pajamas walked over and kicked him.

The force of this kick was neither light nor heavy, but it was accurate and right on his waist.

Guo Siyang just stood up. After he stood up, he glanced at Yuanzi, his expression was dull, but there was a smile in his eyes. Yuanzi turned a blind eye and only said: "Sir, how about leaving Zhang Fengyu and the others to me? I do have a Not a bad way to entertain them."

Just as the old man in pajamas was about to speak, the fat and dark old man frowned and said, "Nonsense."

With these two simple words, Yuanzi, who was fooling around like Deyi a second ago, immediately stopped talking and stopped talking.

The others are pretty much the same.

It seemed that these people were more afraid of the fat, dark old man than the old man in pajamas.

The old man in pajamas walked back to the table and sat down. He glanced at the thin white old man who was still chanting sutras and said, "Brother, please say something. Brother, I can't make up my mind right now."

The thin, white old man slowly opened his eyes and looked at the flowers and plants in the yard and said, "What season is this?"

"According to the season, it's still summer." The old man in pajamas replied.

The thin old man nodded: "Since it is the season when all things are lush and wild, let him go and build roads and bridges across mountains and rivers. As long as people are alive, there is no reason to set the tone now."

After hearing this, the old man in pajamas understood. This was to teach him not to be anxious.

The fat black old man also said: "You are too impatient. Otherwise, I would still have some scruples about keeping Zhang Yatou. Now that the person is dead, I guess this Yin will not be able to sit still anymore."

The old man in pajamas was unhappy when he heard this: "Hey, you old Zheng, when Yin Shangyuan called you, my people hadn't arrived yet. You could have called them back at any time. Why did things end up like this now?

Are you starting to blame me?"

The fat, dark old man took a sip of tea and said slowly: "There is no blame. I just advise you to cultivate your mind and character. This matter cannot be rushed."

The old man in pajamas still felt uncomfortable, but he didn't say anything.

After a while, the fat black old man said to the seven people standing in the yard: "Okay, you guys are tired from the journey, so you should go back and rest. Don't go anywhere unless you have something important to do, just stay in the house.

, do you know when it will be clear outside and when you will go back?"

Seven people nodded at the same time: "I understand."

"Besides..." The fat black old man still had something to say, but he swallowed it back when he reached his lips: "That's it, that's it."

After saying that, the fat old man left the yard with the other two people sitting at the mahogany table.

The three of them left, and the remaining seven people left one after another.

…

On the other side, compared to the dullness in the yard, Zhang Fengyu and his party were much more cheerful when they took a sightseeing bus to visit Tianye No. 19 Shelter.

Although Shangguan Yeyue thought these people were really unreliable and a bit unwelcome when she first heard that Zhang Fengyu was going to visit, she gradually forgot about this and became a tour guide with full concentration, and began to explain orally to everyone.

The divisions of the various areas of Tianye No. 19 and where to find delicious food and which roads to have fun.

Unknowingly, at noon, Shangguan Yeyue directly dragged everyone to a private restaurant on Tianye No. 19 that was rarely open to the public for dinner.

The proprietress of the restaurant is good friends with Shangguan Yeyue, and the chef is the proprietress's brother.

Today is also the first time for this chef to cook for nearly twenty people at one time. Normally, he is only responsible for entertaining three or four people.

When the chef was extremely busy, Zhang Fengyu called Shangguan Yeyue aside and asked: "Miss Shangguan, do you have a centralized living area specially prepared for researchers here?"

Shangguan Yeyue actually had a good impression of Zhang Fengyu. She was also relatively straightforward, so she said, "Just call me Yeyue."

"Well, okay."

"Is it a concentrated residential area?"

"Um."

"Yes, there are two buildings, but neither is open to the public. Access requires approval from the highest management level."
Chapter completed!