Ji Xun didn't know why he asked such a stupid question. He must have been influenced by Gu Ziyu. They had gone through ups and downs, experienced so many things, understood each other, and grew up with each other. No one understood better than him.
There is no one who understands Jiang Junlin better than Jiang Junlin.
"What nonsense are you talking about again, Ziyu?"
"This has nothing to do with Ziyu. I suddenly realized when I looked in the mirror today that my beauty has faded in my old age. I am afraid of losing my luster but love Chi."
Jiang Junlin secretly thought that he had not learned Chinese well, but he had learned idioms.
He looked at Ji Xuan's face. This was called old age. How could anyone else live? Ji Xuan had a rather youthful appearance. He estimated that when he was forty years old, he would still have a youthful appearance.
"If you want to put it that way, am I older and less beautiful?"
Ji Xun hooked his neck, his eyes were hot and shining, "Let me check it out."
Jiang Junlin, "..."
The next day, Jiang Junlin was invited by General Mu again. He said helplessly, "Uncle Mu, I'm really busy."
"People are like iron, food is like steel, they have to eat." Lao Mu always made an appointment at the meal time, and Jiang Junlin had no choice but to keep the appointment, mainly because Lao Mu always calculated exactly where the two would work when he was in Ji Dao.
Very close.
When Jiang Junlin arrived, he intuitively poured him tea. Lao Mu said, "Your son has handled a good case recently. He should be made a section chief."
"When you come out of that building, a stone will fall down. Five to six out of ten are the section chiefs, not worth mentioning." Jiang Junlin also drank tea and waited for the food to be served. Lao Mu didn't know where he got the food he liked.
It's also very tasty.
"Underage section chiefs are rare. My son must be half as talented as my son. I would laugh so hard in my dreams." Lao Mu laughed loudly. Comparing people with each other, wouldn't it make people mad?
"Uncle Mu's words are serious. Mu Yuan went to West Point through selection. One in ten thousand is selected. A genius is born only once every few years. His future is limitless. You will have a successor."
"He is still young. He has only been there for a month. Let's wait and see. If he can stay for three months, he is really capable. I am really afraid that he will be kicked out in less than two months."
"Mu Yuan is so strong in single combat and so smart, he can definitely stay."
"Are you smart? Didn't your son say he is a stupid beauty?"
Jiang Junlin was speechless, "Ziyu is young and ignorant. After all, anyone who compares with him will be a fool."
Lao Mu laughed loudly, and the two of them blew a wave of rainbow farts at their son, and they were very happy. At least Lao Mu was very happy. After drinking for three rounds, Lao Mu repeated his old words, "Junlin, please call me."
Uncle, just give me an accurate word or make a request. Now that Chen Liangdong has caught me raking in wool, I will give you whatever you ask for. I am very sincere."
"Uncle, Chen Liangdong and I are not the same family."
"Chen Liangdong and Zi met on the same boat. Why are you not a family? If Xiaoyuan was a daughter, I wouldn't mind having a son-in-law who is sixteen years older than him." Lao Mu blurted out, and then thought of Jiang Junlin and Ji Xun, his face froze.
, realizing that he had said the wrong thing, "Come on, come on, drink, drink..."
This is absolutely impossible!!!!
My legs were all broken!
I really don’t know why old man Jiang agreed, a scholar is so unscrupulous.
Jiang Junlin was indeed annoyed, "Well, let Ye Ling go back to China, and I will meet him and have a face-to-face interview with him."
"This is a bit difficult."
"How to say?"
"He is in Paris."
"The plane landed in thirteen hours."
Lao Mu held the wine glass and thought to himself, the problem is that he really can't get out of the Paris Lunatic Asylum, and it's not that he doesn't want to come. The attending doctor said that his condition has been very unstable recently and he is not suitable for long-distance flights.
He didn't dare to tell the truth. If he really wanted to tell the truth, he would be worried if Jiang Junlin could change his mind. When Ye Ling regained consciousness, he told him that he would definitely recover, and the hope was not very slim. This man had a strong willpower, but
Even if he really wanted to give me an accurate letter, he couldn't give it.
What kind of accurate information can neurosis give?
"Otherwise, why don't you fly to Paris?"
"I've been very busy recently."
Lao Mu sighed, "Okay, I'll go back and discuss it with him."
"Okay, then I'll wait for Uncle Mu's confirmation."
