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Chapter 1239: Thinking of the Year

This phase of the project?

In one simple sentence, the amount of information is huge.

Cai Gen felt that it was not easy to meet an insider and he could not let it go easily.

"Brother Hui, am I not offended by calling you this?"

Gong Kanghui seems to be easy to get along with, otherwise he wouldn't be able to call everyone brother, of course he wouldn't mind the title.

It's just that the look in Cai Gen's eyes was very complicated, a little sympathetic, a little complaining, and mostly a little happy.

"Brother, it's okay, just be happy.

I haven’t asked yet, what is your name now?”

Well, the more polite you are, the more difficult it will be. You may not be holding something bad in your heart.

Cai Gen feels that he is in an advanced stage of persecution paranoia, and no one looks like a good person.

"My name is Cai Gen. Brother Hui, just call me Xiao Cai."

"Xiao Cai? Haha, you still have a little wine.

This is a good name."

It’s really ridiculous, you don’t look like a serious person at first sight?

Logically speaking, Cai Gen should be in awe when meeting this ancient legendary figure. No matter how you say it, his reputation is there.

However, since Gong Kanghui showed up, judging from all the performances, it is really difficult for Cai Gen to be serious.

Moreover, as if to match the unseemly atmosphere, the brain twitching occurred without any warning.

"Where's the best place?"

this

I'm just being polite and polite.

Why so sensitive?

Is there any unknown secret in this name?

Or has it brought him psychological trauma?

How can I have a bad temper with that stinky beggar?

You have to be careful, otherwise you will be doomed if you are equally cautious.

Gong Kanghui pretended to touch his non-existent beard and delayed for a while. He must pay attention and weigh the answer carefully.

"Xiao Cai, Xiao Cai, where can I go?

By the way, it sounds so down-to-earth and approachable.

It is simple, easy to remember, and fully embodies the most essential meaning of the name as a code name.

Wash away the charisma and return to nature, showing low-key luxury and connotation.

It simply simplifies the road and explains it vividly.

Only a name like this can be worthy of your identity. I really can't think of a better name than this.

Xiao Cai, it’s really good. It’s really good. The more I think about it, the better. I’ve never heard of such a good name.

Brother, do you think I understand it right?"

Cai Gen looked at Gong Kanghui who was seriously talking nonsense in front of him and was simply shocked.

It happened, it really happened.

The expected excellence still appeared.

Cai Gen couldn't tell what the strength of the beautiful boy in the coffin in front of him was, but he was definitely a master of bullshit and worthy of the legendary reputation.

Cai Gen once suspected that Mount Buzhou might not have been broken by him, but by a calf.

He quickly raised his vigilance to another level. He must not be fooled by him. This old guy is so capable.

"Brother Hui is overly praised.

By the way, you just said that this phase of the project failed?

How many phases of construction are there in total?

What kind of project is it?

What exactly did you do?"

Gong Kanghui scratched his red hair, looked at the tribesmen in the distance, and then stared into Cai Gen's eyes. His voice was very soft, and he did not answer directly, but began to ask rhetorical questions.

"Don't you know any of this?

To what extent have you awakened?

Does the mouth bestow kindness?

Has the gift of rice become a god?

Has the masochistic penance begun?”

This is not an exam. I know why I still need to ask you?

But, what is self-abuse and asceticism?

Is it the same type of skill as the gift of benevolence?

Cai Gen felt that he should think carefully about how to answer.

Gong Kanghui took out a box of cigarettes from the coffin, took one and handed it to Cai Gen.

"Come on, Xiao Cai, let's smoke a cigarette first. Time is running out, so let's talk slowly."

Looking at the smoke in front of him, Cai Gen felt that his brain was a bit out of use. Is he so up to date with the times?

Tong Ai's family is very filial to their ancestors, and they have a pack of more than sixty cigarettes.

Numbly he took the cigarette and politely helped Gong Kanghui light it.

After the two of them smoked at the same time for a while, Cai Gen was the first to break the silence.

"Benevolence has given me a lot, and I have tried to become a god two or three times. As for the self-abuse and ascetic cultivation you mentioned, I have not experienced it yet.

As for the extent of awakening, I can't measure it.

Just think that I have lost my memory. I have no idea what happened back then."

"That's it"

Gong Kanghui took two puffs of cigarette, and then flicked the cigarette butt out, and it landed on Xiao Tmall's head.

"If you don't want to die, get away. The most annoying thing is to lean against the wall. Is this something you can listen to?"

Xiao Tianmao felt so wronged that he didn't dare to move forward to make amends. The straight-line distance was at least twenty meters, so why should he just lean against the wall and be gracious?

He screamed in grievance, but did not receive any support from Cai Gen. Due to his physical injuries, he really started to roll further and further away.

Cai Gen was not surprised by Gong Kanghui's sudden change of attitude and his cold attitude towards Xiao Tmall.

Maybe he wants to say something secret and doesn't want outsiders to hear.

Moreover, Cai Gen doesn’t want more people to know about these things.

It's still a bit raw to say this to Xiao Tmall myself, but it's more appropriate to say it to Gong Kanghui.

Seeing that Xiao Tmall had gone away, Gong Kanghui spoke again.

"Xiao Cai, actually, there are some things that it is better not to know than to know.

You don't have to have any regrets, don't be so anxious, just take your time.

Now that this phase of the project has begun, you will definitely know more and more in the future.

At that time, you will miss the days when you don’t know anything now.”

Well, this statement is indeed correct in theory.

Cai Gen now felt that he knew too much and it was indeed a heavy burden.

However, it is not enough to always escape.

You cannot avoid things that you should take responsibility for yourself.

"Brother Hui, I understand what you're saying, but when it's my turn, it's better to be a little more prepared. I always get a dark look in my eyes, I'm pushed away, and I feel unsure."

Feeling Cai Gen's persistence, Gong Kanghui nodded.

“How many phases of the project have been completed in total, I don’t know, I really don’t know.

According to rumors, the smelly cook, your ex, did it several times.

As for the success rate of the project, no one who is not a direct participant knows whether it will be successful or not.

My participation in this project should have failed.

Hey, damn it, I really recite it, it’s all my fault for being too hasty.”

As if it was difficult to express his depressed mood, Gong Kanghui lit another cigarette.

You can tell that this guy usually smokes in the coffin, and he is very addicted to smoking.

Cai Gen smoked the cigarette very slowly, and gently turned on the recording function of his mobile phone. There were some words that he needed to think carefully about, and he needed to make a backup copy.

"Brother Hui, what was the project you participated in?

What were the previous projects?”

Gong Kanghui did not directly answer Cai Gen’s question.

Maybe all big people have their own way of speaking and don't like to follow other people's ideas.

"Speaking of which, I think about those days"


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