Look at the attitude of the old leader. If his confidants don't leave, he will kneel down and beg himself.
"Really leaving?"
An old and steady confidant said hesitantly.
I'm afraid that the old leader is playing a trick, Mission Impossible.
"Get out!" Guo Qingtian couldn't bear it anymore and cursed loudly. "Get out of here!"
When everyone saw this, they suddenly became like birds and beasts and dispersed.
Even Guo Zhengzhong didn't dare to stay.
He seemed to vaguely see a gold medal on the dining table just now.
It is very similar to the two Dragon Soul Tokens in Zhang Ruoyu's hand, except that it is much larger and the shape is more sophisticated.
Before leaving, he took a peek at his grandfather who was sweating profusely. Guo Zheng felt a little confused.
What's the meaning?
Is that the third Dragon Soul Token?
Our old Guo family, have we stabbed the Dragon Soul Token Nest?
Guo Zhengzhong shuddered and decided to leave the hospital overnight and flee back to Yanjing, never to set foot in Binhai City again in his life.
Who are they?
It's a big deal, but it's such a big deal? Is it interesting?
After sending away his confidant and grandson, Guo Qingtian wiped the sweat on his forehead with a heartbroken expression: "That was definitely a misunderstanding——"
"Okay." Mrs. Han withdrew the Dragon Soul Order without leaving a trace, curled her lips and said, "Take your little brother and get out quickly, don't disturb the elegance of my birthday."
"Yes, let's go now." Guo Qingtian stood up in a hurry, not daring to waste a second.
The dead Dragon Soul Order holder, Guo Qingtian still dares to be so arrogant.
Living legend——
If he dares to jump around, it's hard to say whether the sky in Binhai is the same or not for him.
But the land by the seaside must be three feet ahead of him.
Before leaving, Guo Qingtian wiped his sweat, turned around, fear faded from his face, looked at Mrs. Han with admiration, and said in a trembling voice: "Hello, Chief."
"Yes." Mrs. Han waved her hands lightly.
Guo Qingtian ran away in disgrace.
He had been a soldier for two years, and when he called him "leader," he was speaking as a soldier.
A private vendetta is a private vendetta, and it can't be avenged anyway.
But if he took out China's first Dragon Soul Token to Old Lady Han, Guo Qingtian would have to give Old Lady Han absolute respect.
At Mrs. Han's age, she was able to get the first Dragon Soul Token. How many times did she go to the front line that year? How many tough battles did she fight?
It can even be said that the reason why China has today's peace and prosperity is.
Mrs. Han deserves the most credit and is a living martyr.
Guo Qingtian and his entourage came with great dignity and left in disgrace.
Although the guests didn't know how the negotiation was progressing.
But one thing is certain, the sky in Binhai has gradually changed from the shape of the Guo family to the shape of the Han family.
Lu Taisui, who didn't even dare to come to the birthday banquet for fear of getting angry, just lightly called himself the God of Gamblers after learning the news.
"Brother Zhang, have you seen it?"
Mr. Han glanced at Brother Zhang haughtily: "Who doesn't have a Dragon Soul Token yet?"
After saying that, he twisted his small waist to pee.
My heart is in turmoil.
Why is the old lady so awesome?
That Brother Zhang is really a high-achieving CEO!
Zhang Ruoyu sat down with a strange expression and gave the little old lady a meaningful look.
The owner of the first Dragon Soul Token?
So how much does she know about her life experience?
"Little old lady." Brother Zhang said calmly. "What do you think about me——"
"I don't know anything!" Mrs. Han shook her head like a rattle.
"How about I tell you?" Brother Zhang narrowed his eyes.
"I won't listen!" Mrs. Han said arrogantly. "I am old and forgetful. Even if you say it, I will forget it immediately."
Zhang Ruoyu couldn't laugh or cry.
The unparalleled national warrior, the owner of the first Dragon Soul Token, is actually acting rogue here?
But it doesn't matter.
Brother Zhang's intention to protect the little old lady has nothing to do with her identity.
In his eyes, the little old lady is just the little old lady.
A kind little old lady who pampers herself to heaven.
If you think about it this way, it makes sense for the old man to say that the only person he admires in his life is the little old lady.
Who wouldn't admire such a heroine?
Guo Qingtian was kicked away, and the guests came forward to congratulate him on his birthday.
The look in the little old lady's eyes seemed to be looking at God.
The little old lady was also very bold, holding a cup filled with boiled water pretending to be liquor and circling it.
I smacked my lips every time I took a sip, it seemed very spicy.
Brother Zhang and Mr. Han couldn't get a word in, so they simply slipped to an empty table next to them to eat.
Mr. Han didn't argue with Brother Zhang just because the little old lady took out a Dragon Soul Token.
The main reason is that I am afraid that Brother Zhang will feel inferior. After all, my father-in-law’s brand is in the style of little old ladies.
Men need to save face, Mr. Han understands.
"What is the standard for receiving the Dragon Soul Token?" Mr. Han gossiped. "Didn't I mention that China only produced four pieces in the forty years? Why does your father have one, and my grandma also has one? It doesn't seem to be very valuable."
Brother Zhang took a sip of liquor, squinted his eyes and said, "How can a truly awesome person rely on a brand like this to back him up? As soon as he shows his face, he will blow up the whole place."
"That's right." Mr. Han nodded thoughtfully, then suddenly got angry. "Then why does your dad have it, my grandma has it, General Zhang has it, but you don't?"
"You have?" Zhang Ruoyu's face darkened.
Mr. Han curled his lips and glared at Brother Zhang.
My CEO comes from a prominent family, is as beautiful as a fairy, has lived in luxury since childhood, and spent money like water. Why do you want this thing?
Seeing Brother Zhang's incompetent and furious look, Mr. Han raised his red lips and used the spiritual victory method: I have you, Brother Zhang.
