Beloved of Bossy President

"But it's not safe." Long Dandan is still afraid: "if she tells long Wan'er, and long Wan'er goes back to tell her son to let that crazy man join in, the long family doesn't know what will happen. You don't know how powerful that man's means are."

"How powerful is the prince's means? Can I see more clearly than you?" When the sky is cold, the Dragon tripod still looks at Yue Qingya.

After watching it for a long time, he sighed helplessly: "this child is very helpful. I took her out to talk about business, and all the projects can be smoothly discussed. As long as she is there, everything will go smoothly. At this time, I don't want to tear my face with her, not to mention that my mother likes her and listens to her. "

"But in case she does hear these things..." Long Dandan really regretted her death. She knew earlier that she would not be so blatant. She was just too irritable and impulsive. Only in these decades, nothing she did was successful.

Long Dingtian finally took back his eyes and looked at long Dandan. His face sank a bit: "don't talk about these messy things in the future. If you want to stay in Long's house, you'd better close your mouth."

"You said it first." Long Dandan can't help but retort.

"Well, I won't talk about it any more. Let it go. Besides, it's not good for you and me."

Danya retorted: "I have no choice but to look at each other again."

"Sir, she doesn't have the same virus in her head as Yu Feiyan." In the room of Beiming night, Dongli looks at the busy Beiming road in front of his notebook.

The fingers on the keyboard of the northern night pause and look at him.

Without the virus, is it flying eagle? "What about the rest?"

"Two of them died on the spot, two of them were taken back and For no reason, "he died." Dongli knew that he was too careless this time, so he gave the two killers to the people over there.

As expected, the special government has infiltrated too many forces of the other party. Now, all departments have their own people. If it goes on like this, not to mention eradicating the flying eagle, even their own people can hardly survive.

Some time ago, he did spend too much energy on revenge, but at least right, a person's energy is always limited, he not only has to revenge, but also balance the relationship between his mother and woman, and even recover his wife

It turns out that he is really not a God, and there are many things that can not be solved immediately if he wants to solve them.

In the end, he dropped the sentence: "make arrangements. I'll meet the old man."

Half a day later, under a small pavilion in the backyard of a courtyard of Oriental International, the curl of white smoke rose slowly, making the old man's face more blurred, making people look like looking at an antique picture in the fog.

"In the past two years, with the deterioration of the witch army, there have been constant disputes within the special government. Although Yan Qinghui's strength is weaker than Wu Dong, who is also the deputy head of the special government, he has no kinship with the witch army. However, in the special government, we don't stress these things and respect his ability."

The old man poured a cup of hot tea for the young man sitting opposite him, then poured it for himself, and continued to say slowly: "especially the wizard army, who is the chief executive, doesn't know how many years it can last. The special government is in the stage of personnel replacement. If the wizard army can't attend this year's chief executive meeting, the next two men will fight to the death."

"So this is the right time for the eagle to make a mess?" The old man likes to drink tea. Every time he comes to see him, he always drinks a few mouthfuls of new tea. But this time, it seems that the tea is not as fresh as before.

He frowned and put down the cup: "it's not as fragrant as it used to be."

"The lads are learning to be picky, too." The old man laughed, a little helpless: "old, a little taste."

Now sitting with Beiming night, it seems that the old man with white hair is the founder of the special administration and the former chief executive of the special administration, Ke Zheng.

Beiming night stares at his face. It's a little more wrinkled than when we met last time. It's really quite old. It's over 70 years old. It's about the age of Wu Jun. one or two years ago, it seemed that he was in good health. But in the past two years, he was defeated badly.

After all, I'm old. When I was young, even when I was strong, I couldn't compare with the vicissitudes of time.

"I'll bring you some new tea next time." He said.

"Good." Ke Zheng didn't refuse. He just stared at him for a long time. He didn't know how long later, he suddenly said: "boy, when did you come back to see me?"

Beiming night a Zheng, seriously think about, just way: "should be seven months ago."

"No, nine months." Ke Zheng laughed mildly and said, "you are married, and people have changed. Now you are really suitable."

"Fit?" The North night picked the next eyebrow, suddenly laughed.

Leaning back in his chair, he squinted at him, looking a little lazy: "don't you want me to compete for the position of chief executive? Don't forget who kicked me down when I was in high spirits. Now the special government has become such a ghost. Do you think I want it? "Ke Zheng didn't think so, but he still looked at him seriously and said faintly: "you were not suitable in the early years. You were capable, but you were too bloodthirsty and cruel Son of a bitch, don't cut in when the elders talk. "

Beiming night just moved his lower lip, but he didn't refute. If he didn't interrupt, he would listen to him quietly.

Ke Zheng then said, "are you really trapped by women this time? The anger between the eyebrows is less, and there is a kind of righteousness Well, after the flying eagle affair is over, bring the little girl to me. If you don't come again, I won't be able to wait. "

Beiming night wanted to scold him for his nonsense, but after seeing his aging, those words were swallowed back to his stomach.

"Little girl I don't like that I'm too cruel, so learn to do things less bloody. " As for that kind of righteousness, he is not rare. He just takes it as a blessing for his own women and future children. If there is no need in the future, he should be gentle.

"It seems that the little girl must be a kind and gentle girl. It's hard to find a good wife. You should know how to cherish it." Ke Zheng sighed, "if you had met her a few years earlier, maybe the special government would not have fallen into the hands of those people."

"A few years ago?" Beiming night is a bit embarrassed. A few years ago, the girl was still under age. I can't let him bully an underage girl. He doesn't have that hobby.

If you let old man Ke know how he and the girl met, you have to blame him again. This It's better to keep it a secret. There's no need to scold yourself.

Finally, the northern night is the face, put away the lazy face posture, seriously asked: "now, what do you want me to do?"

The smile on Ke Zheng's face also converged. After looking at him for at least a few seconds, he said in a deep voice: "take back the special politics."