Yang Wei got on the waiting car at the entrance of the hospital, and while teasing the driver and master, he quietly loosened a button on the small belt, planning to let go of the amount when he was eating for a while.

After a section of the car, he was about to turn into the north of the Temple of the Sun, and seeing that the watch was about to jump, Yang Wei hurriedly shouted: "Just stop here, master." ”

"It's not a few steps, turn in." The driver copes casually and does not slow down.

"Don't mind, I'm here, what do you mean by taking a few more steps?" Yang Wei was not satisfied.

"Where's your home?" The driver's face was puzzled, and through the window, he saw only the road.

"Right under that manhole cover." Yang Wei knocked on the window and pointed to a manhole cover that flashed by the side of the road.

"Oh, man, I'm convinced."

The driver's master stepped on the brakes, and the car turned his head around without stopping steadily, and grinned, "You must be a trader who comes out, and you can pound your own house into the sewer for a meter." ”

"What do you know, it's warm in winter and cool in summer, free heating, and you don't change it for a three-bedroom apartment."

Yang Wei waited for the car to stop, and while pulling the car door, he took out a large unity and threw it at the glove box, "Sensei found it." ”

"Hey!"

The driver was stunned, and only then did he hey, revealing half of his head and shouting at the rising and falling watermelon head in front of the car: "Gentlemen, my surname is Zhang, I work at the gate of the hospital every day, and you will use the car in the future." ”

Yang Wei didn't stop, raised his index finger and drew a circle on his head, signaling that he had received it, and continued to walk forward without looking back.

I measured a section of the earth with my little legs, and slowly walked to the family building of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Because of his family, and his father is in the system, he took a taxi to find his father at the office, or went to a friend's house, all down the street.

The system is not sensitive to privileges, and if it is not temporary, he usually asks Wang Bing to drive it, and it is okay to park anywhere.

It doesn't matter where you borrowed your car or who gave it to you. As long as the car is not too demonic, the license plate and pass are not special prefixes, and the old organ sees it as transparent.

It's not okay to take a taxi, it's consumption.

In the first few years, a child took a taxi every day, and the agency had to figure out who the child's father was.

climbed the stairs to the third floor and knocked on the door, and it was Mr. Huang's mother Aunt Hu who answered the door.

Hu Yuhong is an administrative worker in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and she has nothing to do with diplomacy. The grinding beads are round and jade, round on the outside and square on the inside, and it looks like a ball of harmony in the reserve.

As soon as she saw the smiling little dot at the door, Aunt Hu's reserved strand flew away, with a smile on her face like a bun, and when she opened the door, she grabbed Yang Wei's head and brought it to the door, and shouted into the house: "Datong, the devil is here." ”

Huang Datong in the house answered, but no one came out.

"Mom, you're busy with you, I'll go to Datong by myself."

Yang Wei and Huang Datong were like glue, and they didn't guess, but they didn't treat themselves as outsiders, and walked in with a slightly loose belt.

"Yo, the Lord is here."

Huang Datong and his father Huang Ping put on an apron, heard the sound outside, and walked out of the kitchen with a pair of long chopsticks, "My colleagues are envious of my son's filial piety, thousands of miles away, I call his father if I have nothing to do, how do I know that my son is worried about his buddy's intestines!" ”

"Everyone's intestines, everyone's intestines. Datong is missing you, shy, embarrassed to say clearly, take me to rest on the mat. Who told me to be righteous, and I didn't cry out for pain when I stepped on my face, so I don't know. ”

Yang Wei sniffed the halogen incense that filled the room, and his face was full of intoxication.

"Dare to love me, I still owe you a favor?" Huang Ping stretched out his hand and slammed Yang Wei's watermelon head, and scolded with a smile, "As soon as I get a missile, let your kid cook with me, and your little brother will play by himself, and call you when the meal is served." ”

"Huh!"

Yang Wei agreed with a smile, shook his head and walked into the house, without exposing Huang Datong's father's cowhide. Huang Ping's work in the Second Aircraft Department is true, but at most, he will coordinate or supervise the storage and transportation of certain materials, and the missiles will definitely not be able to play.

It's just that in recent years, there has been a popular saying that those who build missiles are not as good as those who sell tea and eggs, and people who are involved in the Second Aircraft Department and scientific research institutes and missiles like to make fun of this and laugh at themselves, and their mentality is very good, but the cowhide is a little bigger.

An old janitor in a courtyard asked him what he was doing when he took a bath, and he opened his mouth to guard the secret missile research base. Even the children are second guns, and if you ask, the parents are from the second bulb factory.

The ground in the capital is too evil to go to the heart. Whoever wants to listen to the wind is the rain, the moon is not enough, register and go, depressed.

The CIA has to hold its breath when it comes to Beijing to collect intelligence, and the intelligence is no problem, but it is too rich, and it will not tell you whether it is true or false.

How could the Western intelligence agencies not become more and more bloated in the future, with the people of Beijing standing here, you have no reason to be idle.

Entering Mr. Huang's boudoir, Yang Wei sighed.

Huang Datong's grandson can be tossed better than him.

In the messy room, ropes hung from the ceiling, musical instrument paintings hung on the walls, strange objects were piled up everywhere on the floor, and a strange-looking big kite covered the bed.

When Yang Wei came in, he didn't know where to land, and there were parts all over the ground.

Mr. Huang was sitting on the ground concentrating on dismantling the plane, and he still didn't look up when he heard people coming in.

"Can we not be so dedicated?"

Yang Wei rubbed his feet and kicked a board on the ground to the side, making room for a foothold, and moved it inward step by step.

"Do you have the final say, pretending to be slow, who will choose me as the team leader?"

Huang Datong was unmoved, looking capable of being immersed in his work, and his official fan nature was exposed.

The little fat man's face was glowing with the light of a model worker, and the fuselage of the plane was dismantled and installed with a few clicks of both hands, as skillful as shuffling.

The disassembly and assembly steps are exactly the same, and the human-shaped robotic arm is power-saving and powerful.

Yang Wei saw a small bowl of yellow peaches on the bedside table, unceremoniously brought it over, picked one up with a fork and ate it, and said vaguely: "Gang leader, when I see you, I think of the assembly line in the factory. ”

"Conditions?" Huang Datong paused in his hand and raised his head and asked.

"If you don't have someone around to bring tea and pour water, accompany me on a trip south."

Yang Wei held a small bowl, sat cross-legged on the ground, chewing a yellow peach in his mouth, "Serve the master well, come back to run the work of the science and technology team of the foreign colonel, and it will fall on your head." Idle, just do things with a mouthful, your strengths. ”

"What kind of errand is this? Medals or benefits? Huang Datong tilted his head and thought about it, not because he wanted to serve tea and pour water for others, but because he didn't figure out what the liaison officer had to do.

"That's shady enough, don't think about the medal. The director of education does not teach us anything, and does not delay people to be directors. The science and technology team you ran into is under your name, and the commission is according to the cattle who open up the wasteland, and there is rice and face, why don't you do it? Yang Wei bit the peach and explained.

Since the launch of the Bear Legion, the enthusiasm of the bear children has increased greatly. The child is a strange creature, he doesn't recognize money, he doesn't recognize snacks. Disobedient, but listen to the greeting of honor.

Yang Wei is an afterthought, and it was only after the medal played an obvious role that one day he suddenly realized that the child actually attaches more importance to honor and real material. Money, the subject matter that adults are fanatical about, is a biological instinct, and the smaller it is, the more transparent it is.

It's a pity that it's too late to regret it, Yang Wei has taught the interests of the game to his friends, and the bear children in the legion are not fake, but they will never give up their interests. It's so reactionary that it's not good to say anything, it's getting harder and harder to manipulate.

"I'm in charge of the tech team I'm contacting, so I'm supposed to be the team leader, right?" Huang Datong came to the spirit, and there was a hint of eagerness in his eyes.

Yang Wei didn't have any fault with the pursuit of Mr. Huang's persistent official fans, and nodded helplessly: "Cheng, you design a pattern when you go back, and I will print it as a small flag for you." The group you develop all hang your flag, and you should be the flag captain. ”

“… I think people who travel and wear a sunhat with a pattern printed on it, which is also very beautiful. ”

Huang Datong's eyes were empty, and while deducing the gains and losses in his heart, he suddenly came to a sentence.