Chapter 962: East wind rolls yellow sand (part 2)

Zhan Nuo Zhuzheng stayed beautifully in his independent office of the director, leaning on a wicker chair, and enjoying the big electric fan in this Ningdu city with a large ice cube "swishing" in the corner of the room. The coolness brought to him at noon in the sweltering summer, while narrowing his eyes comfortably, he planned to squint for a while while taking advantage of the lunch break to steal a little laziness.
Unfortunately, today he is destined to fail.
The phone on the table rang like a reminder, making loud noises, making his heart jump unconvincingly. "Who is this so special? Don’t let people rest well."
He mumbled and got up, picked up the phone, and heard a harsh scream from the receiver: "Dead lame, the little master is almost drying out outside, hurry up, come out to pick up the guests!"
What... trough? Hasn't this scourge rolled back to the United States? When did it come back again?
"You won't come in by yourself. It's so hot and you don't bother to move." He replied angrily.
The arrogant and domineering voice immediately lowered an octave: "Little master, I want to go in, but the doorman won't let him. He said he can recognize my face, but he can't recognize my proof..."
"What certificate did you show the guard?" Zhan Nuozhu was really curious.
"Is there any more proof? I brought a passport with me, but it is enough to prove that I am Tan Zhenhua? But the doorman said, it won't work if it is proved, and the security department must agree to let it go."
At this moment, Zhan Nuozhu really wanted to laugh three times to express the joy in his chest: boy, tell you to scream, right now? If you want to enter the door of our 4014 office area, your face looks so handsome, and you know the doorman again and again, as long as you don’t have a certificate, hehe, it’s useless, hahahahaha, just wait, In the sun for a while longer, wait for the master, I will slowly wash and change...
When he hummed a little song and limped downstairs and walked down to the guard room, he realized that his schadenfreude was just thinking too much--this kid is staying in the guard room while playing the electric. The fan, while still holding a big tea mug, drank vigorously, and when he approached it, it turned out to be sour plum soup, which was really chilled!
Seeing him coming, this kid was kind, and stuffed the big tea mug in his hand, swallowed the last bite, and then asked: "Why is it so long? You see the ice in this sour plum soup is almost gone. ."
Zhan Nuozhu was touched for a moment. He took the big tea mug and made a small circle, avoiding the part where Tan Zhenhua was facing just now. Xiao Xiaoyi took a sip and asked, "Where did it come from?" "
"Isn't this the heat-relief and cooling benefits for the doorman? I saw that there was still a big piece of ice in the house, so I pried it down and let it cool. It tastes good, right?"
Don’t tell me, Tan Er’s current reputation in the institute is three points louder than that of the adults in the institute. No one knows about the ups and downs in the institute. Old Tan’s family has a wealthy second young master, listen. It is said that a banknote printing factory was opened in the United States and directly printed the money and spent it on his own...So the eldest guardian, who is also a child of the institute, actually recognizes this person, but it is restricted by regulations that people cannot be put in casually, but in this guard room, Can also give him a convenience-what if he invites himself to the United States to show the gate? Isn’t that developed?
"Yeah, yes, drink comfort, all right, come in with me, what's the matter?"
Tan Zhenhua, who was yelling about going in just now, stopped moving. Instead, he pulled him and said, "I just thought about it, it’s not suitable to go inside and say, well, look under the shade of the trees there. It's also quite bright, just over there, the vision is particularly wide, and it can prevent people from hearing."
When he said this, Zhan Nuozhu immediately became alert. He had never seen it before, and Tan Zhenhua was so careful about which matter he couldn't help but secretly startled.
"Isn't this kid stabbing a big basket outside and then hiding and returning to China? According to this kid's lawless urination, it is really possible!" As he thought, he followed Tan Zhenhua's steps, the two of them When I walked to the shade of a big sycamore tree, I didn't pay attention to it, and sat down directly on the road.
Then, as soon as Tan Zhenhua spoke, Zhan Nuozhu immediately jumped up like he was stung by a hornet. At that moment, he felt that his leg that had been injured for more than ten years had never been so dictated to say--"You, you What are you talking about? You, will you tell me again?"
He tried to control his voice not to tremble so much, but the finger pointing at Tan Zhenhua trembled like a dead branch trembling in the autumn wind.
"I said, someone wants to play with us by buying a few Dongfeng missiles—hey lame, why are you so excited?"
"I... I slapped you to death!" Zhan Nuozhu was incoherent with excitement: "Boy, you used to sell drones, guns and ammunition. What do you want to do? Sell Dongfeng missiles? To whom? Give Xie Li that boy? You are not crazy? That thing is a heavy weapon of the country, it is easy to show people, and no one dares to mention it. I dare to go out, I think you are desperate!"
Tan Zhenhua rolled his eyes and said, "Who said I was going to sell it to Xie Li? Even if I want to sell that thing, he still has to be able to make it work? With the goods under his hands, how could he be able to manipulate such a big killer! Now, their status and status are so embarrassing, how could I have done that? Master, my youth is just right, and I want to spend a few more years outside."
Zhan Nuozhu looked up and down Tan Zhenhua suspiciously, and reconfirmed: "Isn't it sold to Xie Li?"
"No". Tan Zhenhua shook his head and replied categorically, "You don't want to think about the cripple. Even if they are so poor, you deserve to buy this?"
Hearing that it wasn't for Xie Li to fix this stuff, Zhan Nuozhu also calmed down a bit. He touched his chin and muttered to himself: "That's right, Xie Li's poor group of poor kids, how can you afford to do this? Things, is that the old horse of Pakistan? It's even more impossible. If old horse wants to buy this stuff, he won't come to you."
"Of course it's not an old horse."
"Who is that?"
"Come, come, come with ears."
...
"Fuck... It's a big trough, could it be them?"
"How about, can this deal be done?"
"Wait a minute, you wait for me to stroke it... Your surprise made me almost committing high blood pressure. No, I'm really not sure about this. I have to go home and ask our father."
He turned around and just wanted to leave, and suddenly remembered something, turned around and grabbed Tan Zhenhua and said: "And you kid, don't run, go with me, you caused the problem, but don't think it will be finished if you light the fire. !"
Tan Zhenhua was staggered by him, and hurriedly yelled out in a hurry: "You cripple, wait a while, I have to give this big tea pot back to the guardian brother..."