Wu Cheng did not hide what happened on the treasure island, because there was no need for this. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It is impossible for the old man not to know anything about the situation over there, and it can even be said that he knows much more than he does. Depending on the position, the angle and direction of thinking about the problem will naturally not be the same. He was a businessman at best, not a politician.

The reunification of the two sides of the strait is very simple to say, but the number of problems contained in it can make people feel a headache when they think about it, and even a person with an excellent memory like him thinks that his head is big.

Therefore, he wisely did not choose to think too much, but simply acted as a mouthpiece.

In fact, this microphone, in his opinion, is dispensable.

The positioning he gave himself was actually a masseur.

But the old man was listening carefully, and he was talking seriously, without any subjective thoughts, and without asking the old man's opinion, just simply narrating.

However, he didn't want to get involved too much, but the old man didn't let go of his thoughts.

When he was massaging the old man, the old man asked: "What do you think about the 'ban' over there? Tell me anything, and I'll listen to it casually!"

He was regarded as a person who talked nonsense, and he said that he was very hurt.

But think about it, in this kind of thing involving that kind of height, what he said will be regarded as nonsense, and it seems to be a very normal thing.

It's just that he is a little helpless, knowing that it is nonsense, he still has to say it.

After thinking about it, he said bluntly: "I don't have any special ideas, the ban, it depends on what kind of ban is opened, if it is a ban or something, it is actually not a bad thing." At least for those of us who do the entertainment industry, it can be much more convenient. As for the rest, it's really hard to say. After a pause, he added: "Actually, I'm just a businessman, how can I have any good opinions about this kind of national affairs!"

When the old man heard this, he just smiled, and the old man didn't say much about his caution.

In fact, I believe that no matter who you are, when facing this kind of thing, you can't really talk nonsense, even if he is just a businessman.

After a long time, he smiled again: "People say that autumn is easy to make wanderers homesick, but I think that when the spring flowers bloom, it is also easy to remind people of the romantic spring flowers all over the mountains in my hometown." ”

When the old man heard this, his slightly closed eyes opened slightly, and then he chuckled.

Perhaps, we can give another 'compatriot book' to the other side of the strait!

Then I talked to him about Wu Mingquan, the uncle in his hometown, and Wu Mingquan's grandson, Wu Shuwu, who did things in the township, county and city over there.

He didn't seem to expect that his cousin Wu Shuwu was just a small businessman, and he was a little surprised that he could leave an impression on this old man.

But at the same time, he also felt that there seemed to be some spring cold in this room.

What does this mean, old man?

Why did he investigate his relatives in his hometown so clearly?

So, he changed the subject, "I heard that it's been here recently, and this thing is very hot!"

"Yes!" the old man seemed to be a little interested in this, "I heard from the people below, someone can use the sense of smell to recognize words, your ability should also be regarded as a qigong master, will you be able to do this?"

When he heard this, he laughed, "I don't have such ability!" After a pause, he added: "But I think so! If there is such ability, it should not be qigong, but special function!"

"Special function?" the old man asked rhetorically, nodded and said, "This name is quite appropriate! I heard those researchers in the research laboratory say that this kind of ability has also appeared overseas!"

He shook his head and said, "I don't know if it has appeared, but I am quite interested in such talents." Can you introduce me, old man?"

"What? do you still want to fight those people?" said the old man, smiling with interest, looking like a child who had found some fun toy.

"I just think this is too amazing!" he said with a smile, and at the end he gradually retracted the smile on his face, and said with a straight face: "But, old man, don't you think that the current situation gives people a very deformed feeling? How many people are practicing this thing all over the country? How many people have neglected what they really should face squarely? Why do they know that there are such rumors overseas, but they have never seen any overseas country vigorously develop this kind of thing?"

When the old man heard this, he was thoughtful.

Then he said: "Since you want to meet, then take some time, I will ask Xiao Liu to take you to the research room over there, I think, they won't mind you going over there to observe!"

Wu Cheng nodded, and then said no more, and the strength in his hand increased a little.

Soon, the old man fell into a deep sleep.

Walking out of the old man's study, facing the evening breeze with a hint of chill, he found that the purpose of coming to the capital this time seemed to have been achieved.

Give the old man a physical grooming, and then talk to him about the 'ban', the former is more important to him than the latter. Because he believes that this side knows more and more about the situation there than he does. And then let's take a look at those 'special functions'.

Out of the old man's mansion, he didn't go anywhere, and went straight back to the hotel.

He didn't have much contact with the people in the old man's family, or his children. And they also did not have too much contact with Wu Cheng, a capitalist from the capitalist society. Although many of them admired him.

Especially his eldest daughter, the 'painter' who learned to paint.

Perhaps, they are also avoiding suspicion!

……

"Brother Cheng, you're back!"

Seeing him come back, Lan Jieying jumped up with some joy.

At this time, she was wearing a nightdress, her hair was slightly wet, and there was a faint fragrance on her body, which had obviously been bathed.

She looked at the things he was carrying in his hand and couldn't help but wonder, "What is this?"

He smiled: "When I came back, I went to Quanjude, let's try it!"

She squinted, stood on tiptoe, kissed him on the cheek, and then took the roast duck in his hand like a little gluttonous cat, barefoot, on tiptoe, like a kitten, silently 'floating' on the carpet, like an elf.

With a smile on her lips and a sweet look on her face, she reached out to open the roast duck wrapped in oiled paper.

She knew that the place was not close to here, and it was not a good way for him to come back.

She knew that it was only because she had been obsessed with the roast duck in this place since she came to the capital last time, so he remembered it, and then turned a corner and went to buy her one.

This heart is like injecting a trace of honey into her heart, making her sweet from the bottom of her heart. The smile on her face made her look a little silly.

However, many people call this smile 'happiness'.

"I'll take you to a fun place tomorrow!" he said as he took off his coat and threw it on the couch, then sat down on the couch and saw a book on the small table in front of the couch that was an introduction to photography. The corners of his lips lifted slightly, and he glanced up at her.

Then I saw her trotting over with a piece of barbecue meat in her fingertips, and then handing it to him, and making an 'ah' sound, as if she were a child.

He smiled, opened his mouth to bite the barbecue, and at the same time his tongue curled lightly on her fingertips, making her involuntarily wrinkle her little nose at him, and pouted coquettishly, which was cute.

Then she ran back to the table, and brought the slice of roast duck wrapped in oiled paper and placed it on the table in front of him.

"Let's eat together! I'm sure I'll not be able to finish it alone." ”

"Yes, you feed me!" he hugged her, put it on his lap, and wrapped his big hand around her waist, and asked her to reach for the roast duck on the table, and feed it to him.

She didn't use chopsticks, she still used her hands, and she looked unhygienic, but he didn't mind. When he was having fun, he even rubbed his greasy lips on her face, making her scream, kicking his little feet from time to time, and slamming his shoulders with his fists.

He chuckled, enjoying her massage-like fist show. Then the big hand started from her slender waist and quietly walked on her soft and delicate body.

This kind of thing, he had played with her once in a while, but not once had he gone so far as he had gone so far, because his hands had completely covered the snowy peaks on his chest.

She gasped and exhaled like a blue, her cheeks were burning in his arms, her eyes were like silk, and her slightly narrowed starry eyes flashed with a certain longing.

The laughter of the two had already filled the 'anger value' in his body, especially when her peach petals were grinding on him.

So, when he saw the longing in her eyes, he didn't hesitate to pick her up sideways and walk towards the bedroom.

Then, she came back to her senses and exclaimed, "My roast duck!"

He smiled and said, "You can't finish eating, I'll take you there tomorrow to eat!"

"Aren't you going to take me to a fun place tomorrow?"

"Well, it's the same when you go the day after tomorrow. ”

As he spoke, he walked to the bedroom, casually threw her on the soft big bed, and then pressed on top of her, and said with a smile: "Don't you want to be Brother Cheng's bride?"

“……”

Hearing this, she was directly stunned. In my mind, it was all the phrase 'the bride of my brother'. She didn't know how long she had been expecting it.

Therefore, at this time, she was directly limited to her own shy world, and she didn't even feel much about what he did to her.

She only felt that there was a 'power' in her body that needed to be released, but she didn't know how to release it. What happened next, she basically didn't know.

It wasn't until a tearing pain brought her back to her senses from this 'fantasy'.