Seventy-Eight Shocking Secrets

"Colonel Tanse, if you are the author and I am the editor, of course I can correct it, and there is nothing wrong with asking you to reinvent it and start over. But what you said is a sensational incident, and I don't know anything about this kind of thing, so I don't dare to say anything, so how can I correct it?"

After a pause, seeing that Tanse didn't answer, Ye Feng sighed, "The story is indeed wonderful, I am very grateful to Colonel Tanse for his enthusiasm, I don't know when I can leave here?"

There was silence for a long time, and Colonel Tanse suddenly said in a deep voice: "Ye Shao, I know that your Shen Sect is very important, and I also know the purpose of your coming here. ”

Ye Feng remained silent, "What purpose?"

"Shen Menxian's character is very smart, he never intervenes in any turmoil, but he controls it. Colonel Tanser's tone became cold, "Because you want the more chaos here to be, because the more chaotic things are, the more weight you have to negotiate, and the benefits you can get from it will be rich." It is very cunning for you to stir up the flames of the gangs in Southeast Asia, and then play the role of mediator and profit from it, because then you only have benefits, but you do not have to bear the notoriety. ”

Ye Feng smiled, "I didn't hear it." ”

"But you must listen to what I have to say," said Colonel Tanse, who had changed from a soothing tone at first, to a stern tone, apparently using a ploy to salute first and then soldier, "you are only here to support Mr. T, right?"

"The visa says tourism. "Ye Feng's face does not change color.

"Ye Shao, I am now formally negotiating with you," Colonel Tanse said word for word: "I don't want anyone to interfere in the affairs of my country, and neither can Shen Gongwang." Although our military has always made efforts to return the government to the people, this does not mean that politicians are allowed to do whatever they want. As far as we know, Mr. T's current behavior. has damaged the interests of the country, Shen Men should not be bored. ”

"You shouldn't tell me I'm just traveling. Ye Feng said lightly.

Colonel Tanse was silent for a moment, and his tone suddenly softened, "Ye Shao, I want to cooperate with you." ”

Ye Feng sighed, "Colonel Tanse, you said so much. That's just a beautiful sentence. If it is a business dealing, I am very interested in cooperating with you, I am mainly engaged in electronics, agricultural products。。。。。。。 ”

"That's enough," Mr. Tanse interrupted Ye Feng's innocence, "You're a smart person, you should know what I want to work with you." Shenmen's career is thriving, and the industry can only be described as astronomical. But you don't necessarily have to take over. ”

"Then who knows. Ye Feng shook his head.

"But I can guarantee that you will take over Shen Men's business 100 percent," Mr. Tanse said in a deep voice, "Of course, there are prerequisites. ”

"Oh?" Ye Feng replied.

"You help us accuse Shen Gongwang of guilt!" Mr. Tanse said in a deep voice.

After Shen Gongwang said this, there was silence in the room, and Qianqian is face turned pale and looked at Ye Feng. A heart thumped. The conditions that Tanse said were indeed tempting, what about Ye Feng, would he agree?

Ye Feng just smiled and looked at the wine glass, "Colonel Tanse is a smart man. How can you say such a boundless thing?"

"I'll tell you one more secret. Colonel Tanse said in a deep voice, "I don't think you know about this, and you're very interested. ”

"Tell me, it's okay for me to entertain me with stories. Ye Feng sighed, "There are many things I don't know. But Colonel Tanser's story is really creative. ”

There was silence for a long time, and when Ye Feng thought that Colonel Tanse was not preparing to inflict a heavy blow on himself, Colonel Tanse threw out a piece of news that shocked Qianqian. "Ye Bei Palace and you are not the only candidates for Shen Gongwang's inheritance, Shen Gongwang actually has a son. ”

It is a northern city.

In the early spring of March, the south is already the season of twilight grass growth and warblers flying wildly, and the ground here is only gray sky, gray trees, and gray wind.

March winds in the north. There is also a cold that penetrates into the bones. It's impossible to ignore. When blowing, roll up pieces of dust. Blur the eyes of passers-by.

The city looks old, with low, gray houses and not many high-rise buildings. The trees on the roadside were bare, unable to block the cold wind or drizzle. In the city, even the road surface is full of cracks, like the face of an old man. From time to time, a yellow dog sprang out of the roadside, barking twice into the air, unable to find the target, and disappeared into the alley with its tail between its legs.

A middle-aged man walked around the city, his pace was a little relaxed, and his expression was also elegant, if you look closely, you can find a trace of worry between his eyebrows, very light and light.

The middle-aged man has a pair of bright but amorous eyes, and his demeanor is calm, but he looks out of place here.

His clothes are not gorgeous, and it can even be said to be a little simple, if you have some vision, you must be able to see that this person's outfit is definitely not simple.

This is a small city, because there are limits to development and the sky has limits, so there are not many people with unique vision. The eyes of the middle-aged pedestrian looked like they were already indistinct.

At noon, the middle-aged man walked to a food stall on the side of the road and sat down slowly.

This is a porridge and cake stall, a man and a woman are sitting next to the stall, looking at the people on the roadside with godless eyes. Noon was meal time, and business was clearly bleak in the place.

The man looks about the same age as a middle-aged person, but he is exposed to the wind and sun, gray and rainy, and he looks much older than his actual age. The gray sideburns, the sad wrinkles on the forehead and the corners of the eyes, all tell others about the hardships of the days and the hardships of the years.

Women are also the same as men, poor couples mourn everything, the two of them set up stalls on the roadside, earn some living expenses every day, and there is no passion, and some are only helpless and difficult. However, the woman still knew how to stand up and greet the guests, the middle-aged man looked at the greasy menu on the table, and originally wanted to order some high-priced meals to help them, but seeing that the price of the dishes was more real than that of their husband and wife, he sighed, "A bowl of mutton soup, two baked cakes." ”

The mutton soup and baked cakes were quickly served, steaming hot, bringing some warmth to this lifeless stall. The middle-aged man tore the baked cakes, threw them into the soup, took a sip, and couldn't help but praise, "The taste of mutton soup is really good." ”

The man was interested, and he was happy in the day, but he heard this sentence, "Sir, it's not me bragging, there are a few shops in the city that sell mutton soup, and my Huo Er's is absolutely authentic." ”

"Oh?" the middle-aged man smiled imperceptibly in his eyes, "How do you sell mutton soup, and what is authentic or inauthentic?"

"Sir, you're a layman, aren't you. "Men have a manly nature and like to show off and brag. Huo Er felt that although the guest was dressed better than himself, he was a little taller when it came to his profession.

"I'm really not familiar with this place," the middle-aged man told him truthfully, "it's my first time here." ”

"Do you smoke?" The man took out a box of inferior cigarettes, the kind that cost two yuan a box, hesitated to smoke one, and handed it to the middle-aged man.

Although it was only two yuan a box of cigarettes, it was already a lot of consumption for him. Under his wife's restriction every month, he can only smoke two packs of cigarettes.

Ye Feng said that the 82-year-old Lafite, drinking one bottle less than one bottle, it seems that he can't wait to put all the 82-year-old Lafite in his stomach. As for men, two packs of cigarettes a month, smoking one less than one, can give one to middle-aged people, which is already a big face.

The middle-aged man laughed, took out a pack of cigarettes and threw it to the man, "Smoke mine." ”

The man stretched out his hand to catch it and shuddered, this kind of cigarette is not expensive, fifty yuan a pack, and the pack that the middle-aged man threw to him is equivalent to the total amount of his smoking consumption in a year.

Some hesitation, and some reluctance gritted his teeth and tore open the package, the man handed one to the middle-aged man, stepped forward himself, wanted to light a cigarette for the middle-aged man, and asked a little stammeringly: "Mr. is doing big business?"

Because of cigarettes, men are somewhat deliberately flattering to middle-aged people, and how much business can people who come to this kind of stall instead of going to eat in a big hotel in the city do?

This kind of ostentatious person, men have actually seen it, but the person who casually threw out a pack of fifty cigarettes still seems to be a bit of a way.

"It's not big," the middle-aged man smiled faintly, and he didn't have any fluttering or disgust at the man's flattery. He has a calmness that ordinary people can't achieve, and he is indeed a character who should not appear here, and he came here for his purpose, of course, not to eat.

Although it was his own cigarette, the middle-aged man waved his hand to decline the man's kindness to light a cigarette, and just said, "You smoke, I don't want to smoke yet." ”

The man was stunned, and lit the cigarette in his hand with some trembling, as if he had lit two dollars, took a greedy puff, swallowed it into his lungs, and then had a fluttering feeling. Good cigarettes are different from TD, I heard that there are special ingredients in them, the man thought.

"I heard that the mutton soup here is very famous," the middle-aged man took another sip and said casually, "I have drunk a few of them, and it feels like you are doing well." ”

"That's for sure, what I Huo Er did is absolutely authentic. Huo Er swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog, didn't look at the woman's face, and waved his hand, "Wife, serve this gentleman a plate of sour and spicy bamboo shoots, count it in my account." ”

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