Lin Douhai laid out the genealogy of the heirs of the Lin family, which is really a bit convincing, after all, compared to the Qinglong Mountain Army, the history of the Seven Families is more than twice as long, and what is even more inconclusive is that the Qinglong Mountain lineage, which advocates the overthrow of the evil magnates represented by the Seven Families, seems to have never lacked shit characters like Nan Mingxiu, who are extremely envious in their hearts and even faintly awe of the Seven Families.
"I'm going to kill him" Nan Mingxiu listened to Lin Douhai's advice, suppressed his anger very hard, rubbed his aching neck, stared at the backs of the group of people who disappeared on the stone path, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, and he rubbed his throat and said in a dumb voice.
Probably in Qinglong Mountain, he often said such threatening words without nutrition, so the soldiers of the special guard battalion did not show a strange expression on their faces.
The problem is that if this is Qinglong Mountain, maybe this leader Gongzi can really shoot someone, but in the capital SAR, even in the suburbs, he does not have this ability.
The eagle in the mountains has to shrink when it comes to this kind of place, the tiger has to lie on its stomach, and the giant python has to coil, and the prosperous and developed S1 has this ability to permeate the air, which is probably the case, the leader of the South Water insists on refusing to serve in the federal political axe or parliament, but continues to stay in the Qinglong Mountain, where birds don't.
Nam Myung-su was indeed angry, but when he thought of the chill in the eyes of the young officer who had squinted earlier, and the iron-like hand on his throat, his heart was filled with infinite fear, and even his legs became a little weak.
"You can't kill him."
Lin Douhai looked at Nan Mingxiu with a slight mockery, and forgot to play the respect for the leader for a while, probably because it was rare to find a guy who was even more useless than him.
"You are now nominally Chairman Kim Ki-beom's secretary, so you should know very well who the No. 2 person before Chairman Kim was."
Lin Douhai patiently taught: "The person you want to kill once went directly to the four states around the mountains and killed your No. 2 person, what good is it for you to force this kind of ruthless person to be anxious?"
Nan Mingxiu's body shook violently, looked at him incredulously, and after being silent for a long time, he said in a trembling voice: "Didn't you say before that the federation is a society governed by the rule of law, not Qinglong Mountain, and you can't shout and kill at every turn." ” "I won't tell you."
Lin Douhai said angrily, thinking that he had already told you, that kid has now climbed the mountain of the Li family in Philadelphia, how can he care about such a thing as federal law.
This is probably the true opinion of the current Seven Families and most of the upper echelons of the Federation, who are full of vigilance and fear in their forbearance about Xu Le, a young lieutenant colonel officer.
Whether it is gloomy or fearful, Xu Le will not pay attention to it, what other people's opinions and emotions hold about him cannot affect him, and being cursed behind his back will not give him a headache, as long as he ensures that the other party cannot hurt himself and the people he cares about.
The conflict with the leader seemed to be caused by Lin Douhai's sarcasm, Lan Xiaolong's "don't pick on trouble" and this person's stupidity and arrogance, only Xu Le himself knew, he just looked at Nan Mingxiu and thought of the girl holding his arm at the drinking party, thinking that this person had revealed naked possession, and wanted to clear some troubles for a certain girl in advance.
Xu Le didn't have the ability of the old man in Philadelphia, and naturally he didn't expect to really be able to scare the arrogant Nan Mingxiu into action, but he believed that after he left, Lin Douhai would definitely tell those people in Qinglong Mountain about his glorious deeds in order to hide his incompetence on his own turf, if those glorious deeds could not make Nan Mingxiu sober up, it could only mean that this person was stupid to the point of incomprehension, and someone as stupid as that should have died a long time ago.
Medellín's death at his hands seems to be a secret now, but it can't last long, especially at some level of federal society.
In the No. 1 courtyard of Mugu, the subordinates sent by Li Qishao to serve Xu Le and his party reported to him everything that happened on the way.
Li Xiaotong, who had a cold face, looked at Xu Le's face as usual, so he let go of his heart to mention it, asked a few words, and then stopped mentioning it.
According to Mrs.
Zhong's instructions, Zhong Yanhua went to take a nap with lingering excitement, but she didn't know if she could sleep In this little girl's opinion, the fun brought to her by those crazy amusement projects in the morning was far less than that of Brother Xu Le's small hand under the pine pine in the middle of the cliff and said that particularly fierce words.
In the very spacious main courtyard, a simple luncheon was going on, and the food was naturally exquisite, but the guests in the venue were not too interested in this place, and their main purpose today was to get close to the seventh young master of the Tiesuli family.
The number of guests was not large, and after lunch, six or seven middle-aged and young people gathered around Li Xiaotong, consciously or unconsciously, looking at the authentic calligraphy and paintings in the courtyard of Mugu No. 1 and discussing in a low voice.
Although the background of these people is far less than that of the Seven Great Families, they have also grown up in a cultural environment built by money since childhood, and their eyesight is not too bad, and the words they say are always subtle.
Li Xiaotong chatted with the guests indifferently, but from the corner of his eye, he glanced at Xu Le in the corner from time to time, and found that the guy was still eating caviar and yellowcakes seriously, and he couldn't help but smile at the corner of his lips.
At the luncheon, he never introduced Xu Le's identity, and he didn't even deliberately talk to Xu Le in front of these guests, just to see what kind of attitude these guests would show before they knew Xu Le's origin.
In some ways, the quality of the Seventh Young Master of the Li Family was better than that of his lifelong competitor, Li Xiuzhu.
Xu Le knew that the role he was going to play today was a flag, and there was a big Li character written on it, although he asked himself that the relationship with the Li family in Philadelphia was not as exaggerated as it was rumored in the Federation, but since Li Xiaotong wanted to use the flag to shock people, he had to go, presumably the old man would not care about such a trivial matter.
He is wearing a military uniform today, deliberately without epaulettes.
Although it is somewhat inconsistent with military regulations, if you don't want to be looked at in shock all the time, there seems to be no other way.
It was for this reason that none of the guests in the courtyard recognized him, but only nodded politely with a sense of distance before walking away.
While waiting for Li Qishao to unfurl his flag in the wind, he ate quickly and thought that he would accompany the little watermelon to accept the torture in the playground in the afternoon, so he made up his mind that he had to eat first, otherwise if he was really pale and fainted beside the little girl, he had lost his face many times today, but he was afraid that he would really lose it all.
Now that the taste buds on his tongue have become accustomed to the rich fat taste of caviar, he will never eat it like he did in the H1 area.
Li Wei had been listening carefully to the periphery of Li Qishao's circle in silence and quietly, without saying a word, but he would not miss a word.
Xu Le noticed this, but he knew his surname since he was a child, so he didn't think it was strange, and he didn't want to bother him.
The sunlight shone through the ancient trees above the courtyard, and it was very quiet, Xu Le was eating his food quietly, but he didn't expect that suddenly a slightly chubby middle-aged man found himself nervously.
The middle-aged man, whose surname is Cheng Fengshi, is a researcher at Darcy State Mechanical College.
This person made a process design that he was proud of, but could not find the sponsorship to continue the research.
I don't know how, he actually found an opportunity to enter the No. 1 Courtyard of Wood Valley by magic However, after spending a few hours in Courtyard No. 1, Cheng Fengshi found that he couldn't seem to find any opportunity to sell his research, and he was a little depressed.
He didn't know that the gloomy young man was the second heir of the Tiesuli family, but he only knew that today's guests were very bigwigs, and people like himself really didn't have a chance to speak.
After some tossing, Cheng Fengshi was finally unwilling, and he had some thoughts of breaking the jar, so he aimed his eyes at Xu Le, in his opinion, this young officer who was ignored was probably the same as himself, and he also came to the No. 1 Courtyard without explanation, even if the other party had no money, it was always good to communicate and show his proud works.
"Micro turbocharging system: hydrogen-fuel-based boosting system" Xu Le held a hand towel with the fragrance of osmanthus in one hand to wipe the remaining caviar on his lips, and held the pieces of paper in the other hand to read, his voice was full of surprise.
As an excellent mechanic, he quickly saw the value of these pages, and more importantly, the direction that this researcher Cheng Fengshi was studying did seem to have a feasible surname.
"Yes, but what are you going to use for the oxidizer" Xu Le put down the hand towel and asked suspiciously: "And I don't understand, the standard output mode adopted by the Federation has abandoned turbocharging for many years, especially if you want to do miniaturization, how to pass the material level and whether the blade inhalation interference in this design will be too great."
Cheng Fengshi was slightly stunned and overjoyed, he didn't expect a person to be so knowledgeable, although the question was superficial, but it hit the nail on the head, although he still didn't have any hope for project financing, but he had the joy of finding a fellow practitioner, flipped through the pages with sweaty hands, and quickly explained a few words vaguely.
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Xu Le scratched his head, secretly thinking that this person's thinking was really sharp, but the explanation was too bad, the more he listened, the more serious he became, and after a while, he looked at Cheng Fengshi and said, "The Mechanical Academy has not allocated funds."
Cheng Feng wiped the sweat from his head with his practical sleeves, and said with a wry smile: "The miniaturization of turbocharging is really good for the instantaneous power output of some small equipment, but the surname-to-price ratio is really too poor, and there is no commercial prospect."
Not to mention the college, I looked for investment in the society for two years, but I didn't find anyone willing to invest money. ” Xu Le's eyes narrowed slightly, and then gradually brightened, unlike Cheng Fengshi's worries, he quickly thought that there was a region in this world that never paid attention to the price-for-surname ratio, and that was the cutting-edge weapons used to kill people, such as mechas.
At this time, Li Xiaotong and those powerful guests were talking about calligraphy and painting casually, and no one noticed that in the corner of the courtyard, Xu Le and the middle-aged man were seriously discussing mechanical things.
"Need money" Xu Le looked at the time, the little guy's nap should be almost over, and asked Cheng Fengshi.
Cheng Fengshi nodded honestly and helplessly: "It's a lot of money." ” Xu Le shouted loudly in the courtyard: "Li Xiaotong." ” To be continued: