Chapter 1114: objective perspective
Chapter 1114: objective perspective
Chapter 1114 Objective Perspective
"Forget about that little brat, whenever I mention him, I get angry." Mr. Yu grabbed a bamboo fan on the table and fanned himself wildly.
As if that could extinguish the burning anger in his chest.
"What's the matter? Did that kid steal your wine again?" Mr. Chu suppressed the corners of his mouth that wanted to turn up, and asked pretending to be concerned.
Mr. Shen also looked at Mr. Yu at this time, waiting quietly for Mr. Yu to reveal the answer to the mystery.
Mr. Zhao on the side is no longer drinking tea or reading documents.
Mr. Yu's chest rose and fell, and he was obviously angry.
"What's going on?" Seeing that the old man Yu didn't say anything, the old man Chu urged.
"That little **** stuffed someone into the art troupe." After a while, Mr. Yu said angrily.
"If you stuff someone, just stuff someone. It's worth making you so angry." The fire of gossip in Mr. Chu's eyes was extinguished instantly.
The art troupe is not a confidential department. There are so many girls, boys, granddaughters, grandchildren, relatives and friends stuffed in it.
As long as it's not too much, turning a blind eye and turning a blind eye will be a thing of the past.
No one will take those trivial things seriously.
"It's a woman." Mr. Yu was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.
That little brat didn't have a partner, so forget it, but he already has one now.
If he wanted to let his old comrade know that that little brat was carrying his granddaughter with another woman, he would have to be shot.
"Female?!" Mr. Chu drawled his voice.
Mr. Zhao and Mr. Shen's eyes lit up.
really…
Things between men and women are always the most eye-catching.
"I heard that we met during the disaster relief work, and somehow they got involved together." Mr. Yu was worried to death.
He doesn't know how to cherish such a good girl like Wanyi...
"You mean, that woman is a disaster victim?" Mr. Shen frowned.
"I heard that her parents died in that mudslide. She escaped by going to her aunt's house to play with her cousin." Mr. Yu nodded.
"Is it possible that you have complicated thoughts?" Mr. Shen expressed his thoughts.
Although Yu Jingyan's temperament is a little out of touch, Mr. Shen doesn't think he would do something so stupid.
"I think it's complicated?" Mr. Yu was so angry that his beard almost stood up.
"Go out and listen. The gossip outside is as unpleasant as it sounds."
If it weren't for the drill, he would have wanted to break his legs.
That child Wanyi can go to the hall and enter the kitchen. The key is that she has a good temperament. What makes her unworthy of him? !
"Those people outside say that wind is like rain, don't take it too seriously." Mr. Zhao also expressed relief.
"Yes! At the beginning, everyone said that Su Ziyu was destined to be a bachelor. How is it now? He has a wife and a son. In a few years, he may have another fat daughter." Mr. Chu said with a smile.
"Yu Jingyan, that kid has a good heart. Maybe he just sees that little girl as pitiful and wants to find a way for her to survive." Mr. Shen rolled his eyes at Mr. Chu who was rambling on.
"I hope so!" Mr. Yu couldn't help but sigh.
What kind of trouble is that little brat really going to cause? How can he face his old comrades who trust him? !
When he thought of this, Mr. Yu's mind was buzzing.
"As the saying goes, when you talk, you have to give up, when you bring money, you have to give up. Seeing is believing, and hearing is false. There are some things that you can't just listen to what others say. You still have to ask the real owner." Mr. Zhao stood from an objective perspective.
When Mr. Yu heard what Mr. Zhao said, he gradually calmed down.
In the following time, because they were busy with exercises, everyone had no time to pay attention to other things. They only focused on thinking about how to achieve the final victory for their own camp.
For this reason, both the red and blue sides are also willing to go all out. What about concealing the truth and crossing the sea, besieging Wei and rescuing Zhao, making false claims to the east and attacking in the west, concealing Chen Cang, and diverting the tiger away from the mountain...
The Thirty-six Strategies were clearly played by them.
When the war was stalemate, Su Ziyu didn't sleep a wink for a whole week. In order to end the battle early, he single-handedly went deep behind enemy lines and took advantage of the darkness to unknowingly take the "heads" of several old men.
Mr. Chu suffered the most misfortune. His throat was "slit" by Su Ziyu when he went to the toilet.
At that time, Mr. Chu had just taken off his pants halfway...
My neck felt cold.
Mr. Chu was so angry that he pulled up his pants and asked Su Ziyu to look good.
Unexpectedly, Su Ziyu disappeared into the night in a flash.
After hearing the noise, everyone who rushed over saw Mr. Chu, who had a dark face, with a red line on his neck. They knew that someone had stolen his home, and immediately called for people to chase him around.
The Blues' reaction was already extremely fast.
In order to prevent the Red Army who stole the house from escaping, the Blue Army implemented the human wave tactic, with five people in groups spreading out in all directions.
The potential to hit the net.
The Blue Army at the junction of the two armies also immediately called for reinforcements, vowing to trap the stealing Red Army in the Blue Army's territory.
This night is destined to be sleepless.
The torches all over the mountain illuminated the mountains around the Blue Army, and all the military dogs were dispatched. Even so, there was still no trace of the Red Army who stole the house.
The Red Army who stole the house seemed to have disappeared.
There is no trace left behind, no trace left.
The night was wasted.
Several old men whose throats were "cut" were so angry that they didn't sleep all night.
Mr. Chu was so angry that he even smashed the enamel tea jar.
Several old men sitting in the battle had their throats cut, leaving the Blues without a leader.
The embarrassment of being robbed made the Blue Army work hard and vowed to find the Red Army who had stolen the house and "break their bones and spread ashes".
After searching day and night for two days and two nights, nothing was found.
He was so angry that Mr. Chu broke several enamel tea jars from which he drank tea.
Mr. Shen, Mr. Zhao, and Mr. Yu digested it all night, and gradually accepted the fact that their throats were "slit."
Early the next morning, Mr. Zhao was in a good mood and dialed the number of Su's courtyard.
Listening to the little guy's milky voice while reciting the English alphabet, Mr. Zhao's upturned corners of his mouth almost reached behind his ears.
"My dear, have you missed Grandpa?" Mr. Zhao asked in a soft voice after the little guy finished memorizing it.
"Think about it." On the other end of the phone line, the little guy nodded seriously into the phone.
Listening to his great-grandson's sweet voice, Mr. Zhao could already picture the little guy nodding seriously to the phone in his mind.
Outside the office, Mr. Chu, who heard the commotion, strode into the office.
He couldn't help but **** the microphone from Mr. Zhao's hand.
"Hey, dear, do you miss Grandpa Chu?" As soon as they met the little guy, Mr. Chu suddenly changed his tone.
Mr. Shen, who followed later, sat down on the chair closest to the phone.
The little guy's sweet voice came from the microphone.
"Think about it!"
"Grandpa Chu misses you too. Have you had a good meal at home?" Mr. Chu said in a clipped voice.
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