If this continues from now on, how will their 'business' be done?

...

Seventh Machinery Department.

Mr. Wang gently pasted the photo in his hand on the opposite wall.

There was no joy or sadness on his face.

But Qian Lao and Ran's father on the side both felt the anger contained in the old man.

"How about it? It's very symmetrical, isn't it?"

After Mr. Wang posted it, he turned back and smiled at the two of them.

It felt like someone slapped me on the right cheek, and now I also got slapped on the left cheek, so it was symmetrical.

Qian Lao lowered his head to find the cup on the table, but Ran's father's eyes were fixed on the photo.

Just yesterday, the blackbird came again.

What's even more annoying is that they still followed the same route as last time.

But this time it was even worse. They flew an extra 200 kilometers inside.

And they still can't do anything about it.

I tried my best, but there was nothing I could do.

"Look, I'm going to a meeting."

Seeing that the two of them were silent, Mr. Wang walked aside, picked up his hat and walked out of the office.

But the steps he took seemed very heavy.

Qian Lao sighed and walked out.

Bang!

There was a sound of banging on the table in the room.

...

Mr. Wang took the car out of the Seventh Machinery Department and soon arrived at his destination. He was accompanied by the staff to the conference room.

When Mr. Wang walked in, Mr. Zhang and Mr. Song from the Chinese Academy of Sciences were all there. Not long after he entered and sat down, Mr. Qin from the logistics department also came over.

The four of them sat aside, but no one spoke, as if they were still waiting for someone.

Sure enough, after a while, Mr. Zhu walked in with a twisted face.

He went straight to Mr. Wang and sat down.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps, and an old man with a Chinese character came in.

The five people stood up immediately. The Chinese character waved his hands before the five people could speak, and then came to sit down next to Mr. Zhang.

Several people looked at each other and suppressed their inner surprise.

Obviously, there will be people behind.

Da da

There were a lot of footsteps this time. The old man with the Chinese character stood up first, and everyone around him also stood up.

Then I saw the door being pushed open and two people walking in one after another.

The leading old man was wearing a white sweatshirt, with a slicked back hair, the top of which was flattened, and the temples on both sides were raised high. When he walked in, he had a casual and intimate atmosphere.

The person on the right is half a body behind, with a thin face. Even in this hot summer, he is wearing long-sleeved clothes, and all the buttons are not missing, neatly.

When the two came in, everyone hurriedly stood up and prepared to go forward to greet them, but the leading old man in a white sweatshirt waved his hand, "We are all old comrades, don't make such formalities, sit down, sit down."

"We have some comrades whom we haven't seen for a long time!"

Everyone laughed together after hearing this, and then sat back down.

Mr. Wang and others were even more excited, they wanted to see him!

"Well, little comrade, go and turn off the air conditioner."

The old man in a white sweatshirt said again, but the long-sleeved old man beside him shook his head, "It's okay, I'm okay, no need to accommodate me."

"What accommodation? This is the care between comrades."

The staff on the side was busy turning off the air conditioner.

"By the way, bring me some cattail fans."

The staff responded.

"Well, I'm so busy today, so I'm going to call everyone here, just to tell you about these two little birds who have made a lot of noise."

White T-shirt took the cattail leaf fan and shook it gently. He just took out the cigarette and held it between his fingers out of habit, but he had no intention of lighting it.

Everyone also understood the reason, and many people slowed down in shaking their cattail fans.

"Lao Zhu, tell me?"

Bai Tigan asked Mr. Zhu, who was about to stand up.

"Sit down, I said, just have a chat, don't be so formal."

Zhu Lao nodded and then said, "Chief, the thing is like this..."

I would like to briefly explain the situation, veteran Zhu. In fact, everyone knows these things, but someone has to introduce them.

After hearing what Mr. Zhu said, the white-shirted man smiled at the long-sleeved old man and the Chinese-character face man on the left and right, "Look, there are a lot of birds in front of our house."

"What does this mean?"

"It means there is food in our house."

Everyone's lips turned upward after hearing this.

"Isn't it? In the countryside, if birds don't come to anyone's house, then that's a place where birds don't poop, right?"

Everyone laughed out loud this time.

"Right, I'm right."

"You can come and take a look if you want. Anyway, all our good stuff is in the house. Let them take a look at what's in the yard."

White T-shirt waved his hand, and it was like a gust of wind swept over him. Mr. Wang felt that his swollen face didn't seem to hurt so much anymore.

"But, this bird meat is very fragrant."

Bai Hanshi suddenly changed the topic, "I don't know if you have ever tasted it. Anyway, I tasted it when I was removing the four evils. I put it on the fire and it tasted pretty good."

Mr. Wang and the others laughed again.

Bai Hanshan put the cattail leaf fan on his lap and glanced at Wang Lao Qin Lao and others, "What do you think, think of a way to kill one?"

"Let's also try the roasted black bird. What's the difference?"
Chapter completed!