"Where's Laurie?" Wu Xiaobei saw that it was getting dark, so he asked the members of the alliance to go back to sleep, and he walked to the conference room with Boriska, and said to Boriska, "There are some things, everyone can sit down and talk about them." ”

"Ah, she sent us home and left," Boriska opened the door of the conference room for Wu Xiaobei, and said while asking Wu Xiaobei to go first, "She said that everyone is tired, and we will talk about something tomorrow." ”

"Do you know Lao Bo, can I call you Lao Bo?" Wu Xiaobei stood at the oval-shaped conference table, looked at the innermost chairman's seat, and then looked at the large white wall behind the chairman's chair, and said to Boriska, "Everyone will be their own people in the future, so it is convenient and kind to call it so." ”

"Ah, of course, it's a great honor," said Boriska, smiling, as if he had been knighted, as if he had been knighted.

"Lao Bo, you and I are friends with Lao Te," Wu Xiaobei said to Boriska earnestly, "Frankly speaking, Lao Teh has influenced my outlook on life, and in my heart he is a great god. In addition, he is also the founder of our 'Heaven and Dragon Slayer Alliance', so," Wu Xiaobei pointed to the white wall behind the chairman's chair and said to Lao Bo, "I want to hang a portrait of Lao Teh there to commemorate, and I hope that future generations will not forget the great sacrifices made by their predecessors, I don't know what do you think?" ”

"I raise my hands in approval," Boriska really raised his hands in approval, "tomorrow I will go to the best Russian painter to paint a portrait of Lao Te, please rest assured!" ”

"Don't be so troublesome, I can solve the problem of the portrait," Wu Xiaobei said to Lao Bo with a smile, then compared the portrait frame with his hand, estimated the size of the portrait, and contacted Pudding through the headphones, "Pudding, I'm in the conference room, give me a portrait of Lao Te, one meter five wide, two meters high, to that kind of retro oil painting style, the character must have a leader temperament, to be mighty, you know." ”

"No problem, Lao Teh is a good person, he should commemorate it," Pudding is playing "Glory of Kings" in the printer, listening to Wu Xiaobei's words, he immediately switched the software, extracted pictures from the material library, and gave Lao Te's P photos, while saying to Wu Xiaobei, "What about the clothing style?" ”

"Of course it's European," Wu Xiaobei sat on the chair next to him, thought for a moment and said to Pudding, "Lao Te is European!" ”

"Hey, he's not a European, he's a Protoss! He has three faces, and he has nothing in common with Europeans, "Pudding first chose the head of Lao Te, and then took turns to try the body of the princes and nobles of European countries dressed in various dresses or uniforms, and when he tried to try, he frowned, and said to Wu Xiaobei, "To be exact, he was assigned to this piece by the Protoss, or by God." Therefore, if Lao Te is forced to wear European clothes, I think Lao Te may be unhappy if he has a spirit in heaven. ”

"Well, that makes sense," Wu Xiaobei remembered Lao Te's resoluteness when he didn't want to be reincarnated, and felt that if Lao Teh was here, he probably wouldn't have chosen European clothes for himself, but questions arose, Wu Xiaobei couldn't help but ask Pudding, "Then what kind of style does Lao Teh like about that country or region?" ”

"I don't think it's too far, but it's not too close," Pudding said to Wu Xiaobei while playing "Glory of Kings", "It's too close, anyone who wears a style of clothes for thousands of years will be annoyed; It's too far away, such as Arabic style or Indian style, because I don't have much contact, I don't think Lao Te may like it. ”

"Does Lao Te like Arabic or Indian-style clothes?" Wu Xiaobei turned his head and asked Lao Bodao.

"I haven't heard Lao Te say it," Lao Bo shook his head, saying that he didn't know, but Wu Xiaobei didn't like it.

"So there are many other styles of clothes in the world, which style of clothes do you think Lao Te might like?" Wu Xiaobei asked Pudding a little worriedly, "I don't have much communication with Lao Teh in this regard, and I'm really not sure which style he likes." ”

"China, of course it's Chinese," Pudding said to Wu Xiaobei, manipulating the characters in the game.

"How so?" Wu Xiaobei asked with his eyes open.

"Do you remember the time you drank in the printer?" Pudding asked.

"Remember, what's wrong?" Wu Xiaobei replied.

"When he ate the red sausage Da Leba, Lao Te said that he liked China and longed for China," Pudding clicked on the keyboard and said to Wu Xiaobei, "said that if there is an afterlife, he hopes to be reincarnated in China, do you remember?" ”

"Well, Lao Teh seems to have really said that," Wu Xiaobei recalled carefully, remembered, and said to Pudding, "Then let's choose a set of Chinese-style clothes for Lao Te?" ”

"Yes! There are war robes and armor," Pudding played the game with good eyes, and said to Wu Xiaobei, "There must be war horses!" Majestic, decent, domineering, none of them can be missing. ”

"Oil painting style?" Wu Xiaobei nodded and asked with a smile.

"Oil painting style, a must!" The pudding cut from the game to the p map software, and said to Wu Xiaobei, "It must be heavy, it must have a sense of age, and it must make people awe when they see it." ”

"Great, this is exactly what we want," Wu Xiaobei rubbed his hands excitedly and said to the pudding in the printer, "You hurry up and produce the picture, I can't wait!" ”

After Pudding dressed the horses for Lao Te's portrait, he carried out retro oil painting processing on the image, which made a big picture and sent it to Wu Xiaobei.

Wu Xiaobei begged Lao Bo for help, unfolded the picture scroll, and saw the old man with a golden eye mask, a broom head, and a beard, dressed in white clothes and silver armor (there are gluttonous patterns on the silver armor), riding a handsome jujube red horse, and holding a "Qinglong Yanyue" knife in his hand, which looks very majestic, and has a kingly style of chasing the Central Plains.

As soon as Wu Xiaobei took this painting, he praised this oil painting in a rather steampunk style, and inevitably asked Lao Bo how he looked.

Lao Bo felt that the style of this painting was weird, but seeing the appreciative look on the face of the alliance leader, he had to give a thumbs up against his will and praised: "Majestic, a superior work!" ”

So, with the assistance of Lao Bo, Wu Xiaobei happily hung this oil painting on the wall, and stood in the distance for a long time happily, and then said to Lao Bo with satisfaction: "Now the tradition and culture of our alliance are all there, taste 'oo!'" 'It's coming up at once!' ”

Lao Bo nodded with a wry smile next to him and said yes, thinking that the taste of the alliance leader is really strange.

"Pudding, bring me the envelope I prepared," Wu Xiaobei said to Pudding as he admired the painting.

Pudding took out the envelope that Wu Xiaobei had prepared before leaving Kuiwoji from the small drawer next to the control item, and passed it to Wu Xiaobei through the transfer port of the printer.

"Come on, come on," Wu Xiaobei took the envelope and said to Lao Bo cordially, "I have something for you." ”

After the two sat down, Wu Xiaobei opened the envelope with a smile, took out three stamps in a transparent envelope and put them in front of Lao Bo, and introduced to him: "The Swiss 'yellow three shillings', the British 'black penny', and a 'Upside-Down Jenny' have been valued at more than 10 million US dollars a few decades ago, and I believe you will be able to sell them at a good price and build a solid foundation for the alliance." ”

Looking at these three sets of stamps, Lao Bo showed a real appreciation, and at the same time admired Wu Xiaobei for being able to collect such a hand-me-down boutique, and said to Wu Xiaobei excitedly: "Don't worry, alliance leader, I will definitely complete the task!" ”

"Here are the documents you need to buy stamps," Wu Xiaobei patted the envelope and said to Boriska, "You can take it with you, and you can use it when you sell stamps." ”

Lao Bo picked up the envelope and nodded vigorously.

Wu Xiaobei got up and yawned, took one last look at the portrait of Lao Te's might, pouted with satisfaction, said goodnight to Lao Te, and suddenly remembered something when he walked to the door.

"This is yours," Wu Xiaobei smiled and took out something from his pocket, stretched it out in front of Lao Bo, and as soon as he let go of his fingers, an alliance badge with a necklace hung down, with a capital "WE" engraved on it, "The military advisor specially cast it for you, absolutely unique......"