"Murong, the water is boiling, let's make tea."

In the small courtyard of the Yan family, Old Man Yan sat at a wooden table, pointed to the kettle that was already "whining" next to him and said to Yan Murong.

Yan Murong smiled, picked up the kettle, and didn't care about the process of making tea, he pinched out a handful of tea leaves from the iron box containing the tea leaves, put them directly in the teacups of the three of them, and then poured boiling water, and the work of making tea was completed.

"This bastard boy, is this called making tea?" Old Man Yan scolded with a smile. "This big red robe makes you soak like this, it's just Lang Fei."

"Old man, let's make do with it, Chairman Ning and Governor Wei didn't say anything, what are you nagging." Yan Murong pursed his lips, sat on the flower bed next to him, and continued to take out his mobile phone to play with snakes.

Ning Zhandong smiled bitterly, what could he say? Originally, he brought Wei Mingpu and Wei Xiaoou to apologize this time, besides, Old Man Yan used to be good to him, and he was also his leader, even if he was given a glass of tap water, he had to drink it, not only did he have to drink it, but he also had to praise this tap water for being a little sweet. As for Wei Mingpu, his buttocks have hardly been next to a chair since he sat down, and his forehead is also covered with fine beads of sweat, not to mention giving him a big red robe, it's good to drink, and dare to be picky?

"Old Yan, your grandson is very straightforward." Ning Zhandong laughed, not mentioning the apology at all, but praised Yan Murong.

"This stinky boy knows how to fool around all day." Old Man Yan smiled and said. "Zhandong, haven't you been busy lately? Why do you still have time to run to my old man? ”

"Look at what you say." Ning Zhandong chuckled. "Without your cultivation, where would I be now? I'm going to see if you're old or not? ”

"You've got a heart." Old Man Yan nodded with a look of relief, looked at Wei Mingpu, and said. "This is Secretary Wei Mingpu of Hubei, right? I remember that when I was in the past, he was still a deputy mayor, and more than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and he has become a feudal official. ”

"It's the chief's cultivation." Wei Mingpu was polite, he didn't dare to talk and laugh with Old Man Yan like Ning Zhandong. Although Old Man Yan has retired for many years, the momentum of the superior who looks down on the world is a little overwhelming for Wei Mingpu. As for Wei Xiaoou, he honestly stood aside with his head down, not daring to take a breath - he finally understood who he had provoked yesterday. This guy who is dressed in a stall, has a broken mobile phone in his hand, and kicks himself away yesterday is still a ***.

Thinking of this, Wei Xiaoou's regretful intestines were almost green, why was he so benzene, how could he know Ning Dashao with a simple one? Why do you want to go up and smoke the cheapest one?

It's okay now, seeing that the father, who is usually stammered by all kinds of people, is like a grandson in front of other people's grandfathers, I know that this matter is not over today.

"Zhan Dong, you have nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace." Old Man Yan picked up the tea that had been brewed, blew the hot air coming out, took a sip gently, and said. "If there is anything I need help with this old man, as long as I can help, I don't mind giving full play to the country."

Looking at Old Man Yan's serious expression, Yan Murong secretly laughed in his heart - the old man pretended to be true, he told you yesterday, and now he is still pretending to be confused.

"Old Yan, you don't know?" Ning Zhandong was a little surprised, and carefully looked at Old Man Yan's expression, and he wasn't sure whether he knew it or not, dealing with these old guys who had become elites was really difficult.

"What should I know?" Old Man Yan looked surprised. "I've been reading this news every day, but I haven't seen any big moves from you lately."

"It seems that Yan Lao really doesn't know." Ning Zhandong smiled, glanced at Yan Murong, who was sitting on the flower bed and playing with his mobile phone, and said. "Wasn't it the Mid-Autumn Festival yesterday, Mingpu came to see me from Hubei, so I let our kid take his son out for a walk by the way, but I didn't expect to meet Murong and them, and then there was a little misunderstanding - I also knew what happened from the mouth of that kid in our family, this matter is indeed Wei Xiaoou's fault, and yesterday Murong also kicked Xiaoou, Yan Lao, look, let Xiaoou apologize for this matter, how about it?"

"And this kind of thing?" Old Man Yan's brows furrowed, and he looked at Yan Murong and asked. "Murong, what happened yesterday?"

Old Man Yan frowned, and Wei Mingpu's little heart beat even harder. What Ning Zhandong said was tactful enough, if Old Man Yan knew what his idiot son had done, he would not have to slap himself to death?

Although his official work is big, compared with the above big people, it is almost the same as a small shrimp, not to mention that it is a behemoth like the Yan family who offends - not to mention that his ass is low and unclean, even if it is clean, if the Yan family wants to fix him, there are many means. A Yan Cangyuan is terrible enough, compared to himself as the secretary of the provincial party committee, the secretary of the municipal party committee is a municipality directly under the central government, although the level is low on the surface, but the administrative level is much higher than himself, Yan Canghai is even more terrible, the secretary of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection, which official is not afraid to see it? I'm afraid that as long as he is an official in this world, he is afraid that one day Yan Canghai will invite him over for tea.

"This kid." Yan Murong pointed to Wei Xiaoou, who was standing in fear, and said angrily. "Originally, I just made a joke with Ning Kun, but this kid made disrespectful remarks to me - just scold me, even my mother, my sister-in-law, and my daughter-in-law brought it."

"Ridiculous." Old Man Yan slapped on the table, looked at Ning Zhandong with an angry face, and said. "Zhandong, is that how you teach your subordinates? There is another one, a provincial party secretary, is this how he taught his son? ”

After this slap, Wei Xiaoou sat on the ground with a frightened buttocks, Wei Mingpu experienced a lot of wind, but under the coercion exuded by Old Man Yan, his body couldn't help but start to swing, and the sweat on his forehead dripped down in large pieces. Ning Zhandong was full of helplessness - this kid of the Yan family is really amazing, he pushed all the faults over in one sentence, and he left himself clean - what is a joke? You kid talks so badly, is this also a joke?

"Old Yan, you dissipate your anger." Ning Zhandong hurriedly said. "Children are not sensible, it's normal to make trouble - you see, isn't Murong like this, boys, mental age is not proportional to physical age, I still remember how noisy Murong this kid will be, haha, the glass of our house has been smashed by this kid with a slingshot I don't know how many times."

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