Yu Zhengyan nodded and said: "I am about to collect and organize the information of these people into a book, and I will hand it over to you in the next two days, you can use your position to hand it over to Nian Shuai as soon as possible, and let Nian Shuai decide what to do." ”

"Now there are a lot of Sun Zaichen's eyes in the general staff, and it is difficult to escape their eyes when doing things. Some anomalies indicate that Sun Zaichen's power has infiltrated my family, and I don't know what he is going to do. Guan Lin continued.

"Mr. Sun's actions have been a bit big recently, I don't know what Nian Shuai thinks." Yu Zheng sighed.

Guan Lin put down the knife in his hand, picked up a napkin and wiped his lips: "After the New Year, the general election of the commander of the Twelfth Army Corps is approaching, and some seats in the military department will also change. Now that I think about it, when the Hong family implemented the corps restructuring five years ago, even if our 12th Army Corps died, we had to engage in a five-year competitive selection system. I don't know what the mission issued by the Hong family will be at that time. ”

"None of this is important, the important thing is that as long as we dominate this military fortress in Watergate City and expel Sun Zaichen's men and horses from the core area, no matter how bad the situation is, we also have bargaining chips." Yu Zheng said.

"Hey, I'm afraid that there will be some accidents, if the young marshal loses after the selection, Sun Zaichen and his family will be able to enter the military fortress naturally, and we will not be able to turn over at all." Guan Lin is worried.

"How can Nian Shuai lose? Even if we go that far, as long as the military fortress is in our hands, Sun Zaichen will still dare to do it? Lao Guan thinks too much. Yu Zheng disagreed.

"I wish I had no worries."

……

During the banquet, Guan Lin and Yu Zheng talked in a low voice, Chen Qiaoqiao beckoned everyone to eat, and after a while, he left the venue on the pretext of being unwell, and after the dragon monk gnawed a deer leg and drank a pot of spirits, he also left the table under the pretext of going back to the room to meditate on the Buddha and meditate on the Buddha.

As for Mr. Tie Jian, after eating some porridge and side dishes during the banquet, he leaned on the chair and closed his eyes to recuperate, looking like a master of the Tao, and probably fell asleep.

And Guan Xiaoyun wanted to leave the table several times, but was stopped by his father's eyes, and he had no choice but to rub his skin and itch on the chair as if he were sitting on pins and needles.

is really still eating, only Wang Qiang is left,

Wang Qiang finished sweeping the Chinese food, still unsatisfied, these foods are tender and delicious, they are all rare delicacies, but unfortunately the amount is a little less.

Guan Lin saw that Wang Qiang had eaten all the main dishes on the table, his heavy brows furrowed slightly, and he ordered the kitchen to serve another one.

So Wang Qiang started again.

It wasn't until Yu Zheng and Guan Lin finished talking about the big thing and avoided the table and left that Guan Xiaoyun was like being amnestied and left.

"Brother, eat slowly, although our family is not very fun, the skills of these cooks are okay, I will be full when you come to my house to eat. My dad will talk to you later, and I'll send you back later, that's all, see you later. Guan Xiaoyun ran away with a smoke.

In the banquet hall, Wang Qiang was left struggling alone.

It's not bad to eat a table of dishes alone, which is both quiet and open.

Wang Qiang didn't care about the wind and clouds, wiped out most of the food, and then thought about how to pack it for Old Man Chen and Maomao to bring back.

At this time, Mr. Tie Jian, who was sleeping, also woke up, and saw that everyone in the banquet had already left, Mr. Tie Jian stood up and beat his back, even calling out that he was old, and then he also took a zigzag step and left the table.

At this time, the housekeeper Xu Bo gently walked into the banquet hall, came to Wang Qiang, and whispered: "This gentleman, can you move to the living room, my lord has something to do with you." ”

"Oh, well, I'll go when I'm done nibbling on this leg of lamb." Wang Qiang said vaguely.

Xu Bo shook his head and said: "Hey, you kid doesn't understand the rules at all, when the host avoided the table just now, it stands to reason that the guests should also avoid the table, this is what it means to talk to you." Lead you to the reception room to rest for a while, and after about a cup of tea, the host will surely come back to see you. It's good that the host is waiting for you in the reception room for a cup of tea, and you're still eating......"

Wang Qiang was completely embarrassed, so he didn't gnaw the leg of mutton, grabbed the tablecloth, rubbed his mouth, and followed Uncle Xu to the reception room.

Rich people are hypocritical, and they don't have a good meal, Wang Qiang muttered in his heart.

"Ah, Uncle Xu, I almost forgot, pack the leftovers on the table for me, I want to take them back!" Wang Qiang said.

Uncle Xu, who was walking in front, twisted his feet and almost flashed his waist.

Wang Qiang came to the living room, and Guan Lin was already a little impatient sitting on the main seat at this time.

"Here you are, sit." Guan Lin raised his hand and pointed to the openwork wooden chair.

Wang Qiang was not polite, sitting on the chair, looking at Guan Lin, thinking about what he was going to say.

"Well, you're very young, and it's nice to be able to show such a bearing in front of me. You know, many people don't even dare to sit in front of me. Guan Lin praised.

"Oh? Why don't you dare to sit? Wang Qiang asked curiously.

"Because they are afraid of my tyranny." Guan Lin's eyes bulged, and he glared at Wang Qiang with a terrifying expression.

Wang Qiang shrugged his shoulders and didn't speak, because Wang Qiang didn't know how to answer.

Wang Qiang thought that if I released the spirit of a king, I guess you wouldn't dare to sit here. This Guan Lin speaks in a similar way to Guan Xiaoyun, it is really a father and son, both of them are the kind that take you to pretend to take you to fly, they look very domineering, but in fact they are not domineering enough.

Wang Qiang can't speak, because he often accidentally tells the truth, and one of the drawbacks of telling the truth is that it is easy to hurt people.

Wang Qiang felt that since others invited him to eat and drink tea this time, it was also appropriate to give others a chance to pretend to be forced, which was called courtesy.

Guan Lin glared at Wang Qiang for five minutes, and Wang Qiang didn't feel anything wrong at all.

Guan Lin felt that his eyes hurt a little, and wondered why his murderous aura didn't work, so he reluctantly put away his magic skills.

Wang Qiang smiled slightly, how did Guan Lin know, Brother Qiang was born and died several times, the corpse mountain and the sea of blood came over, and the sea of clouds and Wushan had seen it, Guan Lin's little skill couldn't deter him.

"Uncle Guan has any advice, please give me instructions." Wang Qiang said.

Facing Wang Qiang's indifferent smile, Guan Lin was shocked, could it be that he really looked away, this young man has a stunt?

"Wang Qiang, you and my son are friends, I'll call you a little nephew. I don't know what level of warrior my little nephew is? Guan Lin asked.

"This ...... I don't know how many levels I have, but I guess there are about seven or eight. Wang Qiang replied honestly.

"Haha. The little nephew is really good at laughing, do you know how many seventh-level warriors there are in the eastern region today, and how many seventh-level warriors are there in the Huaxia Alliance today? Guan Lin's face became cold, and his tone was a little stern.

Because Guan Lin doesn't like people with oil cavity slippery, and Wang Qiang was labeled as oily and slippery.

Wang Qiang didn't know that he was shot again as soon as he told the truth, and asked very seriously: "I don't know about this, please tell Uncle Guan about it." ”

Guan Lin's face turned blue, even the babbling children in the kindergarten in Watergate City knew that the top ten warriors who were being molded as gods today, but the untouchable man in front of him who didn't know where to cross over, he didn't know.

Cultivation played a role at this moment, Guan Lin endured his anger and said to Wang Qiang: "In the entire eastern region, there are currently only two seventh-level warriors! One of them, who is now fighting zombies in the Changshan area on the north bank of the Yangtze River, is the commander of Hong Qianhong, who is known as the Longmen Iron Gate in the alliance. The other seventh-level warrior was a woman with an army of 200,000 and 300 warships, entrenched in the eastern roundabout. This woman named Jiang Yu has a terrifying power of thunder and lightning, and is called Zeus around the island by the alliance. ”

Wang Qiang nodded and said, "Well, the Dragon Gate Iron Gate, Zeus around the island!" Listening to Uncle Guan, these two people seem to be very powerful. ”

"You also know that in the past ten years, within the entire alliance, the strength of the various gate lords has worked hard to cultivate talents, and there are only ten seventh-level warriors, and the little nephew actually calls himself a seventh- or eighth-level warrior, doesn't it make people laugh off their big teeth?" Guan Lin said coldly.

Wang Qiang was silent, the seventh or eighth level that he blurted out just now was probably his own assessment, but where this assessment came from and why he was so confident, Wang Qiang was not sure for a while.

"Little nephew, in fact, don't be so troublesome, I happen to have a tester here, I'll let someone test it for you, everything is clear." Guan Lin couldn't help but say something, and called a subordinate.

After a while, this subordinate came to Wang Qiang with a testing instrument and said to Wang Qiang: "I need to draw a little blood from you, the needle is very fragile, you must take it easy." ”