This is a conversation between the top bosses.

An Yi thought about the identities of these people, and any of them would make the Federation tremble. And he is just a small person, and the only thing he has to do is that he is Nessa's father, and Nessa has his blood flowing in her body. But the genes are still the genes of Wei Wan.

He made an excuse and left the room.

Walking in the old mansion very casually, Comfort just wants to find a place to breathe. He heard his name being called.

He turned his head, his pupils constricting.

Because the comer is a former rival.

"Mr. An, don't you participate in the discussion of your daughter's marriage?"

March in Tiandu has reached the flowering period, Ye Tingjun is standing under a cherry blossom tree, the sun shines a halo on him, even at this age, the demeanor is still outstanding, with the indifference and emptiness of reading the world in his eyes.

"My daughter has an idea, and I'll follow her."

Ye Tingjun smiled, and seemed to be in a good mood, "It is said that children are an extension of their parents' dreams, thinking that Brother Zhan is going to marry Nessa, I am like realizing a long-cherished wish, a long-awaited yearning." If you don't forget, there will be an echo. ”

Back then, he couldn't marry Wei Yun, but now his son is married to Wei Yun's daughter, which may be a kind of fate and reincarnation.

"If I can, I'd rather Nessa not marry your son and stay away from your Ye family in this life." An Yi said categorically, the wealth, glory, and status of the thousand generations of the family have nothing to do with him.

"Is it just because I used to love Wanwan?" Ye Tingjun looked into the distance, his mood was a little ethereal, not only did he love before, but he still loves it now, but he has been separated forever.

"No, you don't deserve to say love," An Yi directly sentenced him to death, "You hurt her, failed her, and turned your back on her." It wasn't her fault, she was a victim, and you chose to leave her. ”

Ye Tingjun stared at An Yi, a person who should not be in the same world as him at all, was denouncing him at the moment. "Tell me, how is the life of Wan Wan?"

An Yi put his hands behind his back, walked two steps towards Xihu, and stood on a boulder by the lake, "Do you want to be comforted by your conscience?" I'm not going to let you get your way. She had a hard time, often suffering from insomnia and depression, and would wake up in the middle of the night with nightmares calling you by name. After she gave birth to Nisha, her health has been poor and her condition has deteriorated. I think she didn't want to have this child, so she named the child a 'nai', which was a completely helpless choice. The death of her father and the death of her mother became the last straw that pressed on her, and she did not blink an eye. ”

Ye Tingjun's shoulders trembled slightly, and the girl he once regarded as the pearl of his palm passed away with the wind. Leave him alone here to be sentimental, but what's the use of being sentimental? "What I owe to Wan Yun, I can probably only hope that Brother Zhan will pay it back for me. If he was sorry for Nisha, I wouldn't spare him first. ”

An Yi just sneered, and the laughter was desolate.

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The small banquet continues.

The wedding date has been agreed upon, and it is set for June 18 in the middle of the year, which according to the feng shui master is very auspicious.

The Wen family, the Song family, Master Xiao, and Professor Lian all left.

Before leaving, Ye Tingman stopped Song Zhihe.

"Mr. Song, for your proposal to jointly shoot "Traveler on Pandora" with Ye Yujianghu, I still need to ask Nessa and Ye Zhan for their opinions. Big movies with science fiction themes are too difficult to shoot, and it is difficult to guarantee the box office. We can't always finish filming with money and effort, but make a reputation that ruins the original work. ”

Song Zhihe thought of the last time he asked Wenbin to talk to Ye Tingman about this matter, Ye Tingman directly refused, and his attitude was obviously much better today, and it seems that the efforts he made have achieved certain results. And the key point is still on Naisha.

"Mr. Ye, then please."

Tong Xianzhi and Hong Dinghai were retained by Ye Zheng, at least tonight they will live in the old mansion.

Nessa couldn't go back to Xianghuaqi at this time, so she had to stay in the old house, but fortunately, with Xiaohai, she wouldn't be bored.

Ye Tingjun, Ye Tingzhen, and Ye Tingman also went their own way.

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"Old Ye, before I came, I specially prepared a gift for you." Tong Xianzhi, who was invited into Ye Zheng's study, glanced at the "Water Lily Picture" on the wall and spoke.

Ye Zheng stroked his beard and smiled, "Councilor Tong, you are Grandpa Naisha, we are the real in-laws, what are you polite?" ”

Tong Xianzhi took out a beautifully packaged scroll and spread it out, Ye Zheng was completely attracted.

It was a picture of the flow of impressions. Ye Zheng has seen a lot, but this one is clearly the true handiwork of the Lushan people, and there is a pictographic mountain character in the lower right corner of the painting, which is the unique mark of the Lushan people.

Ye Zheng has copied and appreciated countless times, and this style is the most understood.

"Councilor Tong, this gift is too heavy. For more than a year, I haven't seen a painting of the Lushan people at auction. ”

Of course, this is just a rhetoric. The wealth of the thousand generations family is innumerable, and it can be purchased through auctions and other means, but a politician's gift implies too many meanings, and Ye Zheng will think a lot about it, so he can't accept it.

Tong Xianzhi said with a smile: "Ye Lao, the people of Lushan have sealed the pen, so this is out of print." ”

"Seal the pen? Do you know the people of Lushan? This news really surprised Ye Zheng.

Tong Xianzhi took out another private seal, borrowed a piece of paper from Ye Zheng, and printed it on it. It's exactly the same as the pictogram on it. Ye Zheng was shocked beyond measure.

Hong Dinghai said in a loud voice: "Old man Ye, haven't you figured it out, Councilor Tong is from Lushan." ”

This, this, this...... It's no wonder that Nisha's paintings have traces of Jiufen Lushan people, because Lushan people were originally Naisha's dean grandfather, and she has been exposed to them since she was a child, and she naturally paints them like gods.

Tong Xianzhi explained: "A few years ago, the orphanage encountered financial difficulties, and it took a lot of money to operate, so I thought about the open source method. Later, through Naisha's teacher, Mr. Hong, he helped sell in the auction market. Probably because of Mr. Hong's fame, the painting actually sold for a good price, and it unexpectedly made a reputation for Lushan people. Now that I have embarked on a political career, my mood has changed, and I probably can no longer draw that sense of iron-clad in adversity. ”

Ye Zheng held Tong Xianzhi's hand, and he could be regarded as seeing an idol in his lifetime, and he finally experienced the feeling of a young man "chasing stars".

Through this painting, Ye Zheng communicated with Tong Xianzhi a lot, and the three old men traveled at night with candles and stayed all night.

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Later, the outside world has been speculating about the conversation between the three old men, but no one knows.

The media of the Federation unanimously agreed that this was the beginning of the alliance between the Ye family and Tong Xianzhi, and that Hong Dinghai, the King of the Night, was a witness. In fact, many politicians think so too.

In the last Marlan election, Ye Zhan stood on Tong Xianzhi's side, and Tong Xianzhi finally succeeded in the election.

And today, the Ye family's heaven, Ye Zheng, seems to be on Tong Xianzhi's side.

From the federal government to the public, there is speculation that Tong Xianzhi will participate in next year's presidential election.