No one expected that at this time, someone would dare to come out and interrupt. Although the other party's identity was a lieutenant general in Chongqing, the third young master of the Li family seemed to be one level higher than him.

The most important thing is not this. The Third Young Master doesn’t like any strange people to interrupt when he speaks. If there is, it means looking down on him. The consequences of looking down on the Third Young Master will be very serious.

For example, the General Hu in front of him thinks it doesn’t matter if he is a kind person as a peacemaker, but he really can’t admit defeat!

And now he was already timid enough, thinking to himself, it's okay now, but he was wrong, and it was ridiculously wrong!

The third young master is now competing with the Americans, hoping to reduce the price of weapons and equipment so that everyone can benefit in the future.

If the price is really reduced, in the future, buying weapons in Chongqing may have certain advantages.

So, at this time, it would be a birthday boy who hangs himself, and he is too long to say that his life is long!

The third young master handed Wang Boyong a look and said lightly:

"Hang on the wall!"

At first, Lao Wang didn't understand what Li Jian meant, and wanted to reach out to take off Li Jian's coat. The third young master kicked him in the butt, rolled his eyes, pointed at the general named Hu and shouted:

"I'll talk about him!"

"Oh...ah?"

Lao Wang was still nodding on his own. He could see that he wanted to hang someone on the wall. At that moment, he widened his mouth again, swallowed his saliva, and looked at Li Jian at a loss.

Fortunately, no reporters took photos around at this moment, most of the cameras were confiscated, and this involved military secrets, so the reporters had been invited to another place.

Otherwise, the political commissar would probably get angry, and he would lose his temper and hang people on the wall at all times. Is there such an Eighth Route Army commander?

Obviously, the third young master is, and he is also very scheming, with his waist straight and his chest erect, and his head is probably big, and he can only see the ceiling when his head is raised.

General Hu stood there and did not dare to speak. He was not angry, but he was just wondering what he was wrong. Why did this young master hang himself on the wall again?

Countless thoughts passed by his mind, and in the end, he couldn't figure it out.

"See what I'm doing! Hang up now!"

Li Jian roared at Lao Wang again, and the latter walked to General Hu tremblingly, putting his hands under his armpits and really prepared to hang the person on the wall.

"Mistle, y? Why did you hang General Hu on the wall? He is not your Chinese bacon!"

Puff!

Yuriko was just drinking tea, and she couldn't help but spray the tea with half of Li Jian's face. Several people next to her couldn't help laughing, mainly because Caster's words were so funny.

The third young master said coldly with a bad face:

"This is my territory. I can do whatever I want, and no one can control it!"

Only the third young master of the Li family can do such a domineering aura. If anyone else doesn’t have the courage to do this!

Lao Wang looked at Li Jian again, as if he wanted him to take back this order. After all, it was not appropriate to hang the general from Chongqing on the wall.

But it disappointed him. The third young master looked anxious and seemed to blame him for his slow movements.

have to!

This person probably has to die!

When the political commissar saw that Lao Wang really lifted the person up and felt that he had to stand up at this time, otherwise the matter would be a bad person.

The most important thing is that there are outsiders here, so you can’t let Americans laugh at it. After all, they are all Chinese. If you have any questions, you can discuss them yourself.

"Ahem, Li Jian! We can indeed discuss this matter, and General Hu is also kind-hearted. How can you do this?

Lao Wang, hurry up and put the people down. Our Eighth Route Army is a benevolent and righteous army. How could we always hang the commanders of the brother troops on the wall?

If you want to hang up, you should hang up the Japanese!"

General Hu almost kissed the political commissar twice. You are so right. We are brothers. Even if we hang up, we shouldn't hang up. I should hang up the Japanese.

Lao Wang quickly put General Hu down and looked at the other party with apologetic eyes, but Lao Hu didn't blame him at all at this time, and thanked him for his slow movement, otherwise he would have really hung it on the wall now.

The political commissar held his hands behind his back and shook his fingers to the back. Zhao Yiyi happened to see it and immediately stood up to smooth things over and said with a smile:

"Xiao Jian, everyone is their own people, why do you need this?

Come on, Lieutenant Colonel Custer, come and have a cup of tea first, and General Hu, sit down first!

In addition, Lily, don’t blame Xiaojian. You don’t know that he has such a temper. He used to be like this when he was in Shanghai.

This time, when I arrived at the Eighth Route Army, I had a bad temper and did not weaken at all, but instead had a tendency to be good.

I have to look at him every day, otherwise I would probably wipe his butt every day. There are too many things."

Everyone in Chongqing or northern Shaanxi knows that the third young master can cause trouble, but everyone can't do anything about him. The merits he has made are more than the mistakes he has made, so every time he has to offset some of his merits and demerits, and then he is thinking about whether to send a reward.

In the words of the deputy commander-in-chief, that is the only thing that scorpion shits!

"Yes, Commander, these are all guests after all. Didn't the negotiations just now? People have agreed to sell weapons and equipment. We have to take care of the guests who have come from afar."

Uncle Lao Gen felt that he should stand up at this time, otherwise Li Jian would be singing in a bad mood.

So Li Jian set up the stage alone, and a group of people from the Eighth Route Army followed him and sang the sarcastic, while Mr. Li San was the only one who sang the sarcastic.

“Mistlee, I think we can discuss it!

OK OK! I can indeed help you lower the price, but I can't guarantee how much it can be.

More depends on Mies Lily! She is now a famous businessman, and she has more connections and connections than me."

Caster still felt that he should push this matter, because he knew that Chongqing and northern Shaanxi were not good, after all, they had to stop the Japanese in Asia. If he offended the Chongqing man, it would not be a good thing for him.

Sure enough, this man becomes a sperm when he gets old, and Americans are no exception.

The third young master paused, and his head shaking showed that he seemed to have realized something suddenly and understood what everyone meant.

Sitting back to Yuriko, he looked at him and asked with a serious question:

"What price can I give me?"

This made General Hu a little scared because he was afraid that after Yuriko finished speaking, Li Jian would still say "sending off guests".

"San Young Master, I can only give you a 60% discount at most, and I can't guarantee the rest."
Chapter completed!