Natural Disaster Strikes: From Joining the Rescue Team

Chapter 897, That's Your Business

While listening to the conversation, Ye Lin unknowingly refilled her glass of wine several times.

She poured herself some more and continued to look at the projection.

Mohan Wei also replied to Si Yue nonchalantly: "He is just still studying. His favorite thing to do is to get one degree after another. He has a somewhat eccentric personality and is not young either."

Si Yue, who had always been talkative, became depressed and said, "Nerds often like the passion, enthusiasm, and I for everyone and everyone for me in the text. This may be the reason why Keeling spoke too casually in the live broadcast and offended him accidentally."

He was unhappy, and was worried about the death of the vice president he had so painstakingly trained, and his expression was gloomy.

Mohanwei, who was standing by, became more depressed as well.

The change in the surrounding mood was like a sharp arrow. Si Yue felt it and immediately raised his head. He smiled happily: "Did I get it right?"

Mohanwei seemed to be explaining with some difficulty: "As far as the relationship between you and me is concerned, the younger generation killing each other is not a very beautiful misunderstanding, but judging from the occurrence of the incident, this is a natural phenomenon and cannot be avoided."

Joan seized the opportunity to speak, smiling, "You two, Keeling died during the presidency of President Dane, not at the hands of the little monster."

Mohanwei: "No, no, Jilin died in the education I gave him. Seriously speaking, this is not a dispute between my Little Eagle and the Speaker's Jilin, but a dispute between me and the Speaker over the past few decades. I insist that the Unrestrained Nation should increase euphemisms while maintaining its hegemony, but the Speaker only has hegemony in his mind."

Joan smiled and said, "Elder, Dane and I have different ideas. Women are naturally tactful."

Mohanwei replied directly: "It's best for a puppet like the president to keep his mouth shut."

Qiao An smiled back at him and shut up.

Queen, large living room.

Ye Lin opened her eyes wide, unable to believe her ears: "What did I hear?"

Johnny enthusiastically explained her confusion: "Dane is listening to you and Yue now, so it's true that the president is a puppet."

Yue Feng chuckled at Ye Lin, "It's not mine, it's just her puppet. The re-election thing was caused by the girl, and without the girl's whim, Jilin would have succeeded in seizing power by force, and the one who died was not Jilin but Dane."

Ye Lin objected in surprise: "But neither I nor the coach intends to make him a puppet."

Afterwards, Dane wanted to have a more heated conversation with Yue Feng, but Ye Lin and Yue Feng both felt that the matter was over and that you should just do what you want to do. Neither of them was happy about it.

Johnny was eager to explain it to her, but Ye Lin took the lead and said, "No need to say more, I understand everything. I just don't understand if I can say it so directly."

There are three people sitting in the room in the projection. One is the chief figure of the Grand Chamber who is at odds with the conventions of the President's office. Another is the person who is trying to win over the chief figure to become the next president. The third person is the person who helps to win him over.

In Ye Lin's opinion, the conversation between the three of them was off topic at the beginning, but the focus should only be on the next presidential candidate and what the president is going to do after taking office. Is it conducive to the conversation to directly say that the president is a puppet and the focus of our conversation is a puppet?
Shan replied: "Listen down, dear girl, and you will understand everything."

Ye Lin smiled: "Okay."

Joan shut up, and the conversation returned to Mohanwei and Si Yue.

The two extremely shrewd people looked at each other, as if they were weighing where to start the next sentence that would be more beneficial to themselves.

While he was thinking, Si Yue spoke first: "Let's talk about your old monster."

Mohan refused: "No, little monster is not finished yet."

Si Yue hesitated for a few seconds before slowly saying, "Okay, please tell me more details."

Qiao An looked around between the two of them and smiled, her smile was particularly beautiful.

But Mohanwei no longer looked at her, and Si Yue paid no attention to her either. Their eyes began to stick together again, and they were competing with each other about something.

With a light cough from Mohan, the wire broke.

He said nonchalantly, "He is a nerd. You just said that nerds often like passion, enthusiasm, and "I for everyone and everyone for me" in words. The full name of Little Monster should be Little Monster, an idealist. Life Continuous Investment Company started to provide global rescue services before its own base was built. This was driven by my little monster."

Si Yue sneered as if hail was falling randomly: "This is a really beautiful move! Before other countries including our country could react, all the supplies and people in the commercial district were lost, and the entire logistics company disappeared! The International Arbitration Tribunal that has been living in our country not only lost its staff, but also lost the unique sign at the door! Are you sure that the little monster is just an idealist, not an idealistic total predator!"

Mohanwei: "Let me put it this way. When the snow and wind were so bad that it was impossible to travel, he insisted on sending out planes that could only rescue at least one person each time and bring back less than a ton of supplies. Do you think he is idealistic enough or a predator?"

Si Yue scolded him: "This is called a foolish person! It has nothing to do with ideals."

Contempt appeared on the corner of his mouth. Si Yue said proudly: "Ideals are always full of ideals. Only a fool would do such a thing that consumes a huge amount of aircraft and rescue team members, but only saves one person. Is that person the chief scientist Li Qi? If it is him, this flight is worth it."

No matter how big the differences between Mohanwei and Yue Feng were, they were still what he called the younger generation in his family, the little monster in his family.

However, he was not angry when faced with Si Yue's ruthless words.

Instead, he smiled cordially: "Dear senior, since you mentioned Li Qi, I will first share his background."

Si Yue leaned forward and asked with concern: "Oh?"

Joan also showed great interest.

Mohan smiled slightly: "He heard that there is a company with a base that provides global rescue, so he took the initiative to find it."

"Ha ha."

Mohan was very happy to laugh alone.

Joan tried her best to hide her jealousy, which turned into an even more awkward smile.

If Si Yue were a kettle, steam would be emitting from it at this moment, and the expression on his face was very similar to that of a kettle bubbling with steam.

After a while, he finally thought of hiding his anger and said as calmly as possible: "In fact, it is better for talents to come to our country. In the past, talents from all corners were keen to come to our country."

Mohan smiled mischievously: "The past is over. Now, you just need to accept the decline of the country and the rise of my little monster."

Si Yue snorted and raised his head high, indicating that he didn't want to answer.

Qiao An interrupted with a smile: "Elder, you mean that the Life Eternal Investment Company will listen to your little monster, right?"

Mohan was exaggeratedly surprised: "Child, congratulations on understanding our conversation, you have grown up!"

Qiao An returned to her awkward smile and sat alone obediently.

Mohanwei and Si Yue looked at each other intently and began to draw the wire with great force. Sparks seemed to be flying during the process.

Queen, large living room.

Ye Lin muttered, "Have I grown up too? I just understood it too."

Yue Feng: "Excuse me, which sentence did the grown-up girl understand?"

Ye Lin first chuckled, then put on a roaring expression, thinking that this look portrayed a ferocious monster, and a bit of ferocity was acceptable, so she continued to smile: "I understand that big monsters are more eye-catching than small monsters."

Yue Feng looked nonchalant: "You mean that old monster?"

Ye Lin was delighted: "Big!"

Yue Feng: “Old.” Ye Lin ignored him, turned around and continued to watch the projection, while reaching for the wine glass.

Sipping the wine slowly, I don't know why I felt comfortable watching Mohan Wei and Si Yue verbally attacking each other.

The bottle of wine was handed over to her and Yue Feng poured wine for her.

Ye Lin immediately let go of the "unpleasantness" between her and him and said happily, "Thank you, coach."

In the projection, Mohan Wei and Si Yue exchanged glances again and returned to the conversation.

Si Yue smiled with a sincere and kind face: "I don't know what the little monster needs me to do to control this company. As long as I can give it, I am willing to give it to him."

Mohanwei: "Let me think about it. If you can have a snow plane, maybe he can still count on you."

Si Yue was furious. It was unclear whether it was because Mohan was mocking him for being unable to get out in the snow and wind and being unable to do anything, or for another reason: "Speaking of planes, your board member Yang Minghui sold them at a sky-high price. You should take care of him."

Speaking of this, Mohanwei was depressed again: "Please believe me immediately, the little monster is really an idealist. He does not intend to become a person with global influence like me, nor will he become a politician like you. He is really a typical idealist."

Joan blinked, probably not understanding.

Si Yue understood instantly and asked tentatively, "You mean, the expensive plane in Yang Minghui's hands is related to the little monster?"

Qiao An suddenly understood and listened very carefully.

"Ugh!"

Mohanwei sighed first, which made Si Yue and Qiao An look very unhappy. He said unhappily: "Without the little monster, Yang Minghui couldn't get the plane, but we paid a sky-high price for the plane we got from the little monster."

He asked, "Do you understand now? The little monster can kill his own people, but he provides free rescue to the world. He is an idealistic little monster. He thinks first and then becomes realistic. As of today, he is almost completing the process of entering reality and will soon become a realistic idealistic little monster."

Si Yuexian said disdainfully: "There are still countless supplies in the snow. It is impossible that all the planes will not bring back a large amount of supplies after a trip. Global rescue is never free."

Then he added: "But do you know what exorbitant price Yang Minghui asked the President's Office for?"

Mohanwei raised his chin and said, "Please forgive me for not caring about this. Oh, speaking of Yang Minghui, this rough man, let's say something rude. Even if Yang Minghui wants to be the president's wife, I won't be surprised."

S.Yo: "I would rather give him the first lady than have the President's Office agree to his outrageous special conditions. These special conditions do not have any obvious words, but only a special condition that requires the President's Office to agree."

Mohanwei: "That broken plane can no longer be flown."

Si Yue: "Yes, you dare to ask for special conditions without obvious words."

Mohanwei looked up and saw his piercing eyes, and said hurriedly: "This has nothing to do with me, there is nothing I can do."

Si Yue said enthusiastically, "I have met some of the board members of the Lifeless Investment Company, and also the shareholders headed by that bastard Wolf. If the little monster wants to have the final say in this company, just like your position in the club, I can help him. In exchange, he is my close friend regardless of age difference, and we can keep in touch from time to time, okay?"

Mohan glared: "We never talked about my position in the club."

Si Yue smiled kindly: "I have my own channels."

He put away his smile and returned to his sharp tone: "Anyway, when it comes to dealing with people, the little monster will need me. I am old and don't have much time to contribute to the world. Let the little monster contact me as soon as possible. After all, in your mouth, he is an idealist with a practical mind. He is doing things, and I still have some experience and knowledge."

Mohanwei laughed: "Haha, in the past few decades when you have been calmly contributing to the world, how many countries have been burned by war, how many families have been displaced, and you still want to contribute in the short time you have now, aren't you afraid that you will scare my little monster back 30,000 miles?"

Si Yue stared at him closely and said in a serious tone, "Just tell me, am I still useful? If you say that I am an old and useless waste, then you can send me back later, and I will start to take care of myself from now on, and I will not ask about anything anymore. In the future, when you need something, for example, the Lifelong Investment Company will sooner or later target the people of this country. At this time, if you want to use a peaceful transition to gain more population, and you want to avoid casualties before you can find a peaceful transition method, don't come to me for help."

Joan was horrified and opened her mouth to speak.

Si Yue glared at her and told her to shut up again.

The two pairs of eyes glued together again, pulling at the thread.

Mohanwei took the initiative to give in: "Okay, okay, I'll pass it on to the little monster for you. As for the matter of the plane, I'll also say a good word for you."

Si Yue smiled with satisfaction. Judging from his expression, he had regained some composure. He was cheerful as if today was really a peaceful conversation. "Well, let's talk about the old monster again. After that, let's go back to our respective rooms. People like you and me, if we are out of sight for a long time, it will arouse unnecessary suspicion."

Joan was startled again, and this time she had to interrupt.

"Elder, Mr. Speaker, it is not easy for the two of you to sit down and talk together. Shouldn't we talk about the international situation and snow rescue?"

Mohanwei and Si Yue turned to look at her.

Qiao An lowered her voice: "Can you be more specific about some things?"

Mohanwei: "That's your business."

Si Yue: "That's your business."

Qiao An was confused: "Huh?"

Mohan Wei: "This is your future president, you say it."

Si Yue: "Whether you can become president in this election is your business. Outside this room, there are important members of the current hegemonic institution, the Endless Life Investment Company. You can drink and chat with them or have sex with them. Forgive me for being blunt, but you are a bisexual. How much support you can get is your business. Only if you become president, I will support you!"

Joan was stunned.

Si Yue: "The old man who sat closest to you has already brought you to see me in private. I was very enthusiastic to make sure you could understand what we were saying. He and I have done enough for you. In your heart, you think that we can send you to the presidency with just a chat, and that we can get the support of the Lifelong Investment Company during your term of office, or get the support of the club to return to the status of a powerful country before the snowstorm. These are all your business, not ours. These are not part of our specific conversation."

Qiao An's face turned pale and he whispered, "Oh."

A hand was held out in front of her.

Si Yue, with his tall and thin head that looked down upon him even when he was standing, said coldly to Joan who was sitting, "Mrs. Joan, when you win the election, I am willing to have a private conversation with you. Come back to me then."

Qiao An stood up, shook his hand with a complicated expression, and said respectfully: "Thank you, sir, you know I need your support all the time."

Si Yue said coldly: "Yeah."

He pulled his hand out and sat back, his eyes warm again: "Hurry up, junior, how is that old monster doing? She can't survive too many years without enough body support. Now she's probably just lying in the medical equipment, pointing fingers and predicting with her life. Do you need my help? I have the most powerful medical equipment to maintain vital signs."

Queen, large living room.

Yue Feng said cheerfully: "Finally we are talking about the old monster. You made me sound so complicated. The discussion about the old monster should be even more bizarre. I hope it will be even more bizarre. I also plan to eat it with food and wine."

Ye Lin smiled and said, "I'm going to hit you. I'm really going to hit you."

As he said this, he threw a small doll over out of thin air.

Yue Feng reached out to take it and gave it back to her.

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