Several people present looked around and saw a modified jeep with white license plates slowly approaching.
"Get out of here right now." Wang Xiang said angrily in a low voice, "If I let this old man know that a cat and a dog like you have not been driven away by me, he will definitely blame me for being incompetent."
Wang Xiang was extremely panicked. Although the man sitting in the car had retired for many years, the highest-ranking people in the Jiangcheng Military Region were still respectful in front of him and did not dare to breathe, because they were all his subordinates.
Although he and the old man saw each other almost every day, every time, he did not dare to look directly into the old man's eyes. Those deep eyes were so terrifying that they could only be seen after stepping out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
However, Chen Qiu remained indifferent to Wang Xiang's angry rebuke and stood still.
He did not lower his head like the others, but stared at the jeep with a slight smile on his lips.
"Damn it." Wang Xiang clenched his fists: "Boy, I swear, if the old man blames me for being such a rotten vegetable like you, I promise, I will not spare you lightly!"
"It's okay." Ning Han lowered his head and whispered: "Haha, maybe the old man won't even look at him."
There are so many people who want to see the old man, but what kind of monsters are there? Do you really think that using this kind of alternative method can get the old man to pay attention to him?
It's so ridiculous.
Ning Han was sure that not only would the old man ignore this kid, he would even get angry.
Then, when the time comes, his box of wine will be particularly conspicuous.
The jeep finally came and stopped smoothly at the door. The door slowly opened, and an old man who was not angry or proud got out of the car.
This person is Ye Guorong!
He once held the highest-level official position in the Jiangcheng Military Region and was extremely powerful. His every move would attract the attention of the entire Jiangcheng.
Ye Guorong was dressed in a Tang suit, and his weather-beaten face was full of vicissitudes of life, especially his deep eyes, which were like endless abyss and unpredictable.
"Old man." Ning Han bent down and responded: "You are finally back."
"Mr. Ye." The two security guards also straightened their bodies, showing determination, and saluted Ye Guorong.
However, Ye Guorong turned a blind eye to the flattery of these three people and stared at Chen Qiu with squinted eyes.
This made Wang Xiang's heart thump, it's over, it's completely over now!
Unexpectedly, Mr. Ye still noticed this guy. If he gets angry, his position will not be guaranteed!
Ning Han seemed to understand something and said hurriedly: "Old man, leave this small matter to me, I will solve it!"
He turned around and said angrily to Chen Qiu: "You bitch! Take your rotten vegetable leaves and get out of here. Don't be an eyesore here!"
"I remember your Su family. If you dare to disturb the old man's mood, I guarantee that the Su family will have a hard time!"
Immediately, he apologized again: "It's just a stinky dog from the Su family. Old man, it's my fault that I didn't drive him out in advance and made you so unlucky early in the morning."
However, what everyone did not expect was that Ye Guorong said in shock: "You...are you Xiaoqiu?"
Um?
what's the situation?
Does Mr. Ye know this guy?
Chen Qiu smiled calmly: "Old man, we met again after so many years. I didn't expect you to still recognize me."
"Hahaha." Ye Guorong smiled heartily and said, "You have indeed changed a lot. If your master hadn't called me a few days ago, I wouldn't have dared to recognize you."
Ye Guorong and his master Shen Changsheng are close friends. They have a deep relationship and have a life-long friendship.
When Chen Qiu was ten years old, Ye Guorong took his granddaughter Ye Chuxia to Longming Mountain. At that time, Ye Chuxia suffered from a strange disease. She had a chill in her body and was prone to hallucinations. She lived in Longming Mountain for a long time. After a while, the two got to know each other and had a nickname for each other.
Ye Chuxia affectionately called Chen Qiu: Brother Heidan.
Chen Qiu called Ye Chuxia "sister stupid girl".
"Old man..." Ning Han felt that he had no sense of existence, and said with a smile: "Then what... My father learned that you usually like to drink a few sips, so he specially asked me to send a box of wine."
Ye Guorong rolled his eyes lightly and said in a deep voice: "Take it back, I've stopped drinking now."
He noticed the black bag Chen Qiu was holding again, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said excitedly: "This...Xiao Qiu, this is..."
Wang Xiang's heart trembled. Oh no, Mr. Ye found out!
"Mr. Ye!" Wang Xiang said decisively: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let this kind of thing appear in front of you, I will throw it into the trash can right now."
Wang Xiang hated Chen Qiu in his heart. This rotten vegetable leaf was not worthy of appearing on such an occasion!
But who knew that Ye Guorong was furious and said: "Throw it in the trash can?! You actually want to throw away such a good thing?"
What's going on?
Aren't they just rotten vegetable leaves?
Why is Ye Guorong so excited?
Even...his deep eyes were moist.
Ye Guorong ignored everything, walked up to Chen Qiu, held the vegetable leaves, and said: "This, these are sweet potato leaves."
"That's right." Chen Qiu said calmly: "When I left Longming Mountain, the old man specifically told me to bring some sweet potato leaves with me when I see you."
Ye Guorong raised his head, his eyes moist. Perhaps in the eyes of others, this sweet potato leaf was ordinary, but to him, it was a bitter and precious past.
The conditions were difficult in the past, so we didn't have to worry about food and clothing now. At that time, even eating white steamed buns was a luxury. What we ate the most were steamed buns made of tree bark and sweet potato leaves. When we were so hungry, we even ate dirt to satisfy our hunger.
Later, people's living conditions became more and more comfortable and affluent, and at least they no longer had to worry about having enough to eat.
"Brother Shen was kind to me." Ye Guorong sighed: "Without him, I wouldn't be where I am today. This sweet potato leaf reminds me not to forget my original intention. Those glorious years are really nostalgic. "
"This is indeed a good thing." Ning Han could only smile and said: "Old man, when paired with fine wine, it looks absolutely beautiful."
Friendship is friendship, but after all, it is just some rotten vegetable leaves. How much more can it be worth?
It is incomparable to my own box of wine. One bottle is enough to buy a houseful of rotten vegetables.
Ye Guorong just glanced at it lightly: "It is indeed a good wine, a lot of money, right?"
Ning Han lowered his head and smiled: "As long as the old man likes it, no matter how much money you have, it doesn't matter."
"Oh." Ye Guorong said calmly: "I won't drink."
The smile on Ning Han's face froze. He looked at Wang Xiang, what's going on?
Doesn’t it mean that wine lovers will never be able to resist this temptation?
The first time can be understood as a false refusal, but the second time is a clear rejection!
But Ye Guorong turned around and said again: "Xiaoqiu, Brother Shen didn't ask you to bring me wine? I've been craving for the wine he collected for a long time."
Um?
Ning Han was a little confused. Didn't you say you won't drink anymore?
You bad old man! Very bad!
I see, it’s not that you don’t drink, it’s that you don’t drink my wine!