After hanging up the phone, in order to avoid Lu Shaohan from harassing him again, Xia Fei directly turned off the phone.

Then he lay in the courtyard of the courtyard and squinted for a while.

By the time he woke up, it was already dark, but Zhuo Lao had not yet returned.

Xia Fei couldn't help but feel a little unhappy, found the black-clothed bodyguard at the door, and asked, "Why hasn't the old man come back yet?" ”

The black-clothed bodyguard hurriedly said: "Zhuo Lao's secretary has called my uncle, but I can't get through......"

Xia Fei glanced at him and said, "If you can't get through the phone, won't you come over and call me?" How many steps is this? ”

The sweat on the forehead of the black-clothed bodyguard came down, and he said in his heart: Just uncle, you have a violent temper, how many bear hearts and leopard galls do I have to eat before I dare to call you when you are sleeping?

Fortunately, Xia Fei generally doesn't care about these with vulnerable groups - well, for him, these retired special forces who are five big and three rough and have a lot of lives are the disadvantaged groups.

"What did the old man's secretary say? Did you say when the old man would come back? ”

The black-clothed bodyguard hurriedly said: "He said that Zhuo Lao can't come back for the time being, because the president invited his uncle to go to the presidential palace for dinner in the evening." The car that came to pick up my uncle for the banquet will arrive here before about six o'clock! ”

Xia Fei frowned and said, "Hmph, the president, please eat, it's definitely not a good meal!" ”

The black-clothed bodyguard was full of black lines, and said secretly in his heart: Can you actually say that the president's invitation to dinner is definitely not a good meal? Uncle, you don't have that sei in this mouth! You know, it's the president of the Chinese Empire who invites you to dinner, not the street gangster's rice bucket!! Uncle, do you know how many people in the world can't even think of asking the president to invite to dinner?

Xia Fei moved his muscles for a while, returned to the house, and swaggered into Zhuo Lao's study - this study is Zhuo Lao's forbidden place, under normal circumstances. Even if the eldest son and grandson Zhuo Bufan are not allowed to enter easily without permission!

But. Xia Fei went in and went in!

Because no one dared to stop him at all! All the bodyguards know very well that if they provoke this thorny uncle. In the case that Zhuo Lao, Young Master Bufan, and Miss Ruxue are not at home, it is estimated that no one can really save them.

Xia Fei stomped around the bookshelf for a while, found a few Song version of the linear ancient books and read them, this look was with relish, and soon two hours passed.

The sound of car brakes and honking horns soon sounded outside the courtyard.

The black-clothed bodyguard outside the door just now trotted all the way to the outside of the study and shouted, "Uncle." The car sent by the Grand Presidential Palace has arrived! ”

Xia Fei still had a few pages of the book to read, so he said casually: "Okay, don't be verbose, let them wait for a while, I'll finish reading this book and pass!" ”

Nima! The president invited you to dinner, the car came, and you had to say that you would go over after reading the book - Uncle, you are pretending to be a bit too, right?

All of them are full of black lines!

Especially the driver sent by the Grand Presidential Palace, his face was gloomy and about to drip water. It's just that Xia Fei is Zhuo Lao's grandson-in-law didn't have a seizure on the spot.

In normal times, the leader of any ministry in the empire has to give him three points of thin noodles! He's just a driver, though. But it is true that the president's driver is the closest person to the president. In ancient times, the prime minister's porter was equivalent to a seven-rank official. Not to mention him, the driver of the great president?

To use an inappropriate analogy, he is like the eunuch who served by the ancient emperor's side, although the grade is not high, but no one dares to offend.

They may not be able to help you or accomplish anything, but they can stumble you at critical times, and it is easy to break your problems.

Even if the president is not a mediocre emperor in ancient times, he will definitely be subtly influenced by the people around him.

……

About twenty minutes later, Xia Fei finished reading the Song version of the thread-bound book. He put the book back on the shelf with some hesitation, ignoring the impatience of the people outside. Slowly walked to the yard and drank a large cold tea that I didn't know when it was brewed.

"Let's go. Let's see what the president has prepared! Xia Fei walked outside with a big grin.

The driver's face was dark, as if Xia Fei owed him millions.

After getting in the car, Xia Fei looked at the brilliant night scene outside the car window, and couldn't help but feel a sense of relaxation, he had only left the imperial capital for a few months, but the changes in the imperial capital were amazing.

A discerning person can see at a glance that the vitality displayed in the night view of this imperial capital is the vitality of the entire Chinese Empire. The incident of the Han rebels occupying the imperial capital half a year ago certainly caused great losses to the economy of the imperial capital and Huaxia, but after these months of recuperation, it is obvious that it has recovered.

The driver saw from the rearview mirror that Xia Fei seemed to be fascinated by the night view outside the car window, and couldn't help but say: "The scenery here is actually very ordinary, after the dinner, Mr. Xia Fei can go to see the night view from the tower of the Grand Presidential Palace, where the night view is the most beautiful in the imperial capital!" ”

Xia Fei looked at him with an intoxicated look, and couldn't help pouting: "The quality of the scenery actually depends on people's mood!" If you are in a good mood, everything you see naturally is beautiful, and all the people you see are kind; And if you are in a bad mood, no matter how good the scenery is, you will feel gray, and you will feel like a fool when you see anyone! ”

The driver's face suddenly became gloomy again, obviously he didn't expect Xia Fei to be so faceless.

If you change someone else, no one can compliment him a few words, such as only people who stay by the president's side like the driver uncle are qualified to stand on the tower of the presidential palace and enjoy the night view, how can ordinary people appreciate it!

Every time he provoked this topic before, he could finally gain a kind of hidden pretending coolness!

However, the consequence of pretending to be forced in front of Xia Fei was that he only reaped frustration, and this frustration was far from over.

Xia Fei continued: "As for what you said about the night view on the upper floor of the Great Presidential Palace is the most beautiful night view in the imperial capital, this is simply a! Whether the scenery is good or not depends on what the people who have admired it say! The night view along the way is enjoyed every day, and only a few people can enjoy the night view of the Grand Presidential Palace? Your so-called night scene is the most beautiful, but in fact, it is just an illusion caused by your greed for power - although in fact, people like you are not qualified to hold power at all, but you are the driver of the person with the highest power in the Chinese Empire, and you can get infinitely close to the supreme power! It is this feeling of infinite proximity to power that gives you the illusion that the night view of the Grand Presidential Palace is the most beautiful......"

"Crunch ......"

The driver was so angry that he almost lost control, and finally stepped on the brakes.

(To be continued.) )