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The officer left the reception room and passed by Wen Qianyi.

The man, Wang Chong, suddenly sensed a creepy danger, and he resisted his instinctive impulse to keep his fingers from reaching for the holster.

Extremely dangerous......

A high-risk alarm sounded in every part of the body.

On the one hand, it's just a tough-looking young entrepreneur, dressed in a decent Chinese-style stand-up collar suit, and there seems to be some nationalist tendencies, but that's about it.

This kind of dress is too much to see in Yanjing, which is full of talented people. And the temperament is more outstanding, and there are also countless of them.

Wang Chong believes that people are all the same, and temperament is only the external manifestation of identity. When you know his achievements and status, you will admire and fear.

But he didn't know anything about the man in front of him, but he didn't even have the courage to look directly at him.

This kind of person...... It's horrible.

"Bang-"

The door to the reception room slowly closes.

Under Wang Chong's instructions, the 10-meter-wide isolation area was immediately cleared to ensure that the conversation in the reception room would not leak out.

Then he sent Leng Jia to another living room.

Wen Qian also saw the big man in Leng Jia's mouth. He is not surprised or surprised, this is something that will inevitably happen in the path of development. On the surface, he is at the helm of the Star Spirit Group, but secretly, he is a cultivator with advanced cultivation.

The combination of these two identities is not bizarre to be able to provoke a big man with such an identity as the old man in front of him.

Wen Qian also felt that one thing that was very fortunate was-

The Breakaway program was a success.

I didn't become the most conspicuous one.

"It's good to be young." The old man didn't pretend at all, he touched his white sideburns, showed a kind smile, and said, "The spirit on your body reminds me of my youth!" What a beautiful era it was, and anyone who dared to change the world had the courage to change the world! ”

Wen Qianye suddenly said, "You are very different. ”

"What's the difference?" The old man asked curiously.

"But when he is more than half a hundred years old and sixty years old, who does not fear old age and death? Even the slightest glimmer of light will do its best to grasp it. You're not. ”

"I'm also a layman, and I'm definitely afraid of birth, old age, sickness and death, how can I not?" The old man laughed.

Wen Qian also stared into the old man's eyes, he could distinguish between hypocrisy and lies, and he could confirm sincerity and ease. In the eyes of the old man, there is only a person who is relieved and open-minded and ambitious, if he is honest, he is such a person.

He whispered, "You know why I'm here, I know. Why I'm here doesn't need to be repeated. ”

The old man looked curious.

He exclaimed, "If I were forty years younger, I would have to argue with you about this!" People live for a lifetime, and what they live is curiosity and curiosity, and characters like you really make me so curious that I scratch my liver and can't sleep day and night. When I meet Marx, I have to mention that the materialist dialectic really has a real truth! ”

Without waiting for Wen Qian to speak, the old man continued to speak to himself.

"The dialectic of materialism tells us that man can only prove existence, but not non-existence. Thinking relies on the material existence of the real world, and matter in turn affects thinking, and the relationship between the two families is complex and changeable, and which great wise person can explain it thoroughly? ”

He looked at Wen Qianyi with a bright gaze, and said with a smile: "Daoist Wen, it's better to see than to hear, can you satisfy a little wish of my old man." Now I just want to see if those things exist or don't. ”

Wen Qian also sighed faintly in his heart.

His technique is not for people like the old man in front of him.

He suddenly understood why China was able to stand firmly in East Asia a few decades ago, in a poor and weak posture, in the greed and encroachment of the great powers, and fought for the last trace of vitality in countless crises that were almost destroyed!

It is the backbone, the bones, the will, and the soul of the Chinese nation!

The Western coalition forces on the Korean Peninsula could not bring it to its knees, and the Soviet Iron Curtain on Zhenbao Island could not make it retreat, and iron and blood forged the soul of China.

The Great Wall of flesh and soul will never fall!

The old man's experience of the past has made his temperament. And his temperament moved Wen Qian.

Wen Qian also slowly opened his right hand.

First, a touch of silver appeared in the palm of the hand, and a few seconds later, a pale pink lotus bloomed leisurely, lifelike, and the illusion seemed to be able to smell the fragrance of the flower.

The old man's eyes were shocked, and he wanted to say something, but it turned into a long sigh.

"Seventy or eighty years ago, if you had appeared, you would not have staged that scene of devastation." He suddenly shook his head and smiled, and said to himself: "Party members only focus on reality, and ask those who are illusory and not down-to-earth, what big things can they do?" ”

The old man raised his head and collected his emotions. Said slowly: "The first time I heard about the restoration of heaven and earth's aura, I didn't want to believe it at first. I thought it was a new scam, but those film and television materials, those things filmed, and the facts that came from all over the world gradually made it clear to me that some things would not happen if I didn't want to see them, and history will always spiral, and nothing is eternal. ”

"Exactly." Wen Qian didn't want to say much.

And the silence confirmed the speculation in the old man's heart. He stared at Wen Qianyi, and in a tone of great sincerity, asked questions that he could not avoid.

The old man's words were loud and sonorous.

"Home and country, what is the importance?"

His gaze pressed tightly into Wen Qianyi's eyes, waiting for an answer.

Wen Qianyi has a lot of ancient materials in his mind, but he does not quote scriptures, but mentions an allusion that many people know.

"Self-cultivation, family harmony, governing the country, and leveling the world."

The old man smiled with relief. At the same time, he sighed: "It's a pity that you are not a person in the system." But luckily, I had prepared for it earlier. ”

"Can you tell me which two hands they are?" Wen Qian also asked with a smile.

"If it is a great trouble, tempt it to benefit, and you will always kill it." The old man glanced at Wen Qianyi deeply, paused slightly, and his tone was resolute, then he smiled and said, "The other hand, mare's milk wine, and the friendship of friends." ”

"On behalf of the country, I officially hire Your Excellency as an advisor to the Director of the Strategic and Development Office under the Central Military Commission." The old man took out a file sheet that had been prepared a long time ago.

Gently pushed it in front of Wen Qianyi.

Wen Qian also saw his name, his place of origin, and a lot of information that he had forgotten. In the rank column, it is the position of colonel.

In China, this is already the top of the ceiling that ordinary people can reach.

The old man was afraid that Wen Qian would be dissatisfied, so he specially explained: "The colonel is actually a major general from other countries. Although this position does not have military power, no one dares to move you easily because of the right to speak and the status in the military and political system. ”

Wen Qian also smiled faintly, and waved his right hand lightly.

His handprint appears in the lower right corner of the file, along with a duly personal signature.

"I'd love to."

He knew that this was not Zhao'an, but the last trace of effort that the old man made for the country.

(To be continued.) )