On Sunday, haha laughed. "It’s rude. You call yourself small in front of me. Then I am your elder. How can you be so rude to your elder?"
Dolma Liu suddenly felt that there was something wrong with his words just now. "How dare you humiliate me, you little brat?"
On Sunday, I sighed, "Some people blame others for humiliating themselves." The tone gradually changed to a new cold way. "You’d better stop this attitude of seniority in front of me. If I don’t eat this on Sunday, don’t blame me for being rude."
Master Zhou said simply, "How do you talk? How does Grandpa usually teach you that others are rude? Do you want to learn from others? If others are animals, do you want to be animals?"
This is meant to teach Sunday a lesson, but everyone present is white. This is Master Zhou warning Dolma Liu not to provoke the Zhou family, otherwise they will be treated like animals.
How can Dolma Liu not recognize the meaning in Master Zhou’s words? He just heard a burst of laughter and saw two old people laughing and came over. It was the ancient master of the Gushi family and the veteran of the National Security Bureau.
The ancient master laughed. "I haven’t seen your grandfather for a long time, but I miss you so much." He said that he hugged Sunday and looked at it all over again, making Sunday uncomfortable. The eyes were too ambiguous.
The old master said, "Well, it’s good. It’s much stronger and more mature."
Feng Lao Hehe laughed. "Smelly little cow is now more prosperous than my old man."
Sunday laughed. "Dead old man hasn’t seen you for so long. Why haven’t you seen you belch? It must be to do unnatural things."
Feng Lao said with a black line on his face, "I said that your puppy’s mouth can’t spit ivory. At least you have achieved today because my old man brought you out. How to say it, half of your master is so rude to your master."
Rubbing the wind’s old shoulder before smiling on Sunday, "If I were a dead old man, I would guess how far you have to kick me and tell me to roll."
"Fuck you," said Feng Lao grumpily. "I want to kick you now and tell you to get as far away as possible."
Dolma Liu was dumbfounded. I really didn’t expect to get so many bosses to love him on Sunday. Don’t say that he can’t afford to offend Dolma Liu. Even the white family and the Liu family are not enough to pinch.
A cold sweat broke out on his forehead inexplicably and he regretted what he had just done.
When the ancient master saw Dolma Liu still standing there, his heart came to cool down. "Liu Guzhu seems to have nothing to do with you here. If you want to find our son in trouble, please weigh your weight first."
Dolma Liu ha ha laughs "which dare which dare" touch off the forehead cold sweat quickly back.
White opinion cold hum a although he is not afraid of the old master and the old wind, he doesn’t want to set up a strong enemy at this moment, but he also walked away with Dolma Liu behind him.
Muqiao haha laughed. "Brother Gu, your temper is as hot as that of Zhou Xiong."
Chapter one hundred and fifty-five Act
Girls’ literature
The ancient master said, "There’s no way anyone can bully my grandson’s head. We elders don’t fart, but people still think we’re good at bullying."
Muqiao smiled without saying a word. This kind of family struggle has a long history. It’s not that he can change it. What’s worse, he is also fond of Sunday. Seeing those people bullying Sunday, his heart is also angry.
Isn’t this bullying the future granddaughter-in-law? It is also necessary to teach a lesson.
It didn’t take long for everyone to wait for the senior officials of the National Security Bureau to arrive. The director of the National Security Bureau will be ranked as the third deputy director of the celestial pole, the rank of lieutenant general, and the rank of lieutenant general, the general leader of the Fuyi Action Group, will be endless.
Feng Lao is also the most senior person in the National Security Bureau. He is a veteran of the National Security Bureau. Although he takes the post of chief instructor, his rank is higher than others. The celestial pole is the same rank.
This shows the country’s respect for the rank of veteran, and it is also honest and deserved.
On Sunday, when I saw the other three people’s hearts thumped, I said, "It’s a good deep repair, and it’s also the level repair of Emperor Wu. I didn’t expect the National Security Bureau to be really crouching tiger, hidden dragon."
Celestial pole shook hands with all the fix true bosses, sorry for being late, and came to Sunday with a smile and said, "You are Sunday. I’ve heard of your name. Nice job, young man."
"I am doing what I can."
Tianji nodded and walked into the venue with everyone. The workers had already arranged the venue. A big round table was placed with all kinds of materials. There were seven positions in the middle, which was the most important place for the big boss to sit.
Everyone finds his own place and sits down. On Sunday, there is a small chair at the end, knowing that this is what he is going to smile, or he goes over and sits down, just next to him is Dolma Liu.
Dolma Liu glanced at him awkwardly, turned his head and silently looked at the information in his hand.
The meeting was attended by the National Security Bureau, four big families, two big families, six big schools of repairing the truth and a small family of repairing the truth. The number of female literature students plus Sunday was just 20.
Presided over the meeting is the director of the National Security Bureau, Tianji.
Celestial pole glanced at the crowd and said, "I think everyone got the news and knew that we called this meeting. Now the information in everyone’s hand is what we are going to talk about today, and I won’t say much. Help the director to give you a brief introduction."
Fu Yi nodded. "Everyone’s information at hand is the resume of Whitestorm, a special instructor of the National Security Bureau. Bai Fengnan’s age is unknown. He defected from the National Security Bureau after being involved in a * * suspended investigation for three years."
According to our comprehensive analysis, it is concluded that this person’s training is likely to be in the middle of the lecherous fairy Huaxia Three Gods, and the terrorist acts planned by this person are often very costly, and the Jiangzhou poisoning incident was planned by him.
"At present, according to the reliable information we have obtained, Whitestorm is preparing to attack Yanjing. The main target is the modern forces to fix the truth. The annual assessment of the National Security Bureau will arrive at that time. The exchange of talents from all sides has given Whitestorm an excellent opportunity, and Whitestorm recently succeeded in trading a batch of arms. It is speculated that girls’ literature is likely to have flowed into Yanjing."
"All of you here are elites of various factions. Whitestorm’s plot is mainly aimed at the modern forces of repairing truth. I hope that everyone can work together to put aside grievances and face this crisis together."
Bai Minyi said coldly, "Is the news reliable for Director Fu? Don’t listen to some people’s agitation and panic. Now our country emphasizes stability and harmony, and we should make an example of those who undermine harmony and stability." I glanced at Sunday without a trace.
On Sunday, sitting there lightly without saying a word, he didn’t miss the first update of girls’ literature about white public opinion, and he didn’t miss the meaning of his words, but he really wanted to know what white public opinion really wanted to do.
Although he is a white family owner, in Sunday’s eyes, this kind of humanity is to seek personal interests and ignore others’ villains. Such a person can’t become much climate. Without family support, it is just a person’s object.
Full of fear
Bai min’s opinion doesn’t even look at him on Sunday. It’s contemptuous to talk to him. He just sits there without saying a word, feeling extremely uncomfortable but unable to get up.
Several people who are familiar with Sunday, such as Fu Yi and Feng Lao, are surprised to see Sunday so calmly and cynically. When they look at him, their eyes are full of differences, and they all feel that they have grown up.
Fu Yi smiled faintly. "The White House master’s news is absolutely reliable. You have to believe that the information obtained by our NSA intelligence department is almost worse. Let’s take a step back and tell us that even false news can improve our awareness of prevention."
White opinion cold hum a disgrace.
Fu Yi also doesn’t want to dwell too much on this problem. When he saw the celestial pole, he nodded and smiled. "I believe that few people here directly played against Whitestorm, and they should not know enough about his situation. Girls’ literature should be updated for the first time. So I invited a person who played against Whitestorm many times and was still safe and sick, and Whitestorm planned the Jiangzhou poisoning incident or he destroyed it. Let’s ask him to say a few words to everyone and come here on Sunday."
I patted a chair beside me and smiled, "This is your place."
On Sunday, one leng, there is a place where the bosses sit. How dare he sit there? I really want to sit there. It is estimated that some people will be angry and will cause some unnecessary troubles.
A faint smile said, "Director Fu, I’d better sit here. I’m afraid to sit in that position for the time being."
Fu Yi Leng Leng’s girl literature was updated for the first time, and when she saw the celestial pole, she still nodded and smiled. "Since this is the case, I don’t insist that you and Whitestorm have met many times on Sunday, please talk about Bai Feng’s views."