Tan Yibo nervously twisted the phone line, "Grandpa, it's not bad, I'm working hard to ......" He hurriedly reported his recent work and picked out the good aspects.

The old man Tan on the other end made a few mummmmmm

After Tan Yibo finished speaking, his voice sounded again, "Your uncle took it upon himself to transfer you there, in fact, I am very dissatisfied!" But the wood is done, you have to work hard, do some achievements, let me see your ability! ”

"Yes, grandpa, I will definitely ......" Tan Yibo has not called him since he came here, but he only came to this call after Ye Jinteng's family came over recently.

So Tan Yibo subconsciously felt that someone had said something to his grandfather, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was unlikely.

There was silence in the earpiece for a few seconds, and Tan Yibo hurriedly asked with concern, "Grandpa, how are you doing lately?" ”

"I'm fine! I'm going to Kyoto recently for an old thing's grandson's wedding, so give you a call and I'll probably be able to meet you sometime! ”

The news was too shocking, and the sweat on Tan Yibo's head immediately fell.

His throat and eyes were dry, but he didn't dare to refuse, so he could only try to remain calm and say, "Grandpa, when?" ”

"Recently!" The old man hung up the phone with a "pop" after speaking concisely, and didn't give him a chance to speak again at all.

Tan Yibo was stunned and listened to the sound of a beep coming from the earpiece, he also hung the earpiece to the telephone, and wiped the sweat on his face and neck.

He thought uneasily, grandpa recently came over and wanted to meet him, it was best to see him outside, not in the army, otherwise, when he saw Ye Jinteng, would he ...... immediately Tan Yibo didn't dare to think about it anymore......

On the other side, Old Man Tan hung up the phone, looking inexplicably disappointed and stunned.

Old man Tan's name is Tan Zhiwu, he is almost eighty years old this year, he has experienced a hundred battles, and has participated in countless battles.

He was tall. Dressed in a Mao suit, with white hair, a black and red face, a pair of sharp and majestic eyes under the eyebrows of longevity.

Standing next to him, Ding Wenyue, who bent down to store water, was the wife he was looking for, looking only in her fifties, wearing a dark red cheongsam to set off her still slender figure, and her face was also very young, only the corners of her eyes and forehead were slightly wrinkled, and her skin was in good condition.

While observing her words, she gently persuaded, "Old Tan, don't be angry with the child." ”

Tan Zhiwu sighed, and the wife he was looking for after sighing couldn't see through his thoughts, "You think I'm angry with him?" ”

Ding Wenyue asked cautiously, "Isn't it?" ”

Tan Zhiwu looked out the window and shook his head, "I didn't get angry with him, I was just disappointed, I didn't expect that the only bloodline left by Huixin would eventually have to rely on his uncle's help to be transferred!" ”

Because of this incident, he has already reprimanded the boss fiercely.

But at the same time, he also understood that if Tan Yibo relied on his own ability, he would not be able to get this position. Because the person who sat in this position before was really good.

Ding Wenyue persuaded, "Now that the times are different, you will no longer experience the tempering of countless battles like you used to, and you should not be so strict with your children." ”

Tan Zhiwu nodded helplessly, "Okay, what you said makes sense, maybe I'm too strict with him!" ”