The moon is in the sky, and the old general An’s study is brightly lit. This is an old-fashioned study, ten square meters and anciently furnished. Apart from the hanging wall lights, there are no traces of modern objects carvings.

On the west side of the study is a huge bookshelves, which are filled with various thread-bound books, novels and legends. General An, a soldier, most admires the great leader's method of drawing war ideas from classical Romance, and admires it and imitates it. Therefore, his study has the most novels about war. Not only are there domestic ancient and modern Romance, but also many foreign war novels translated by Chinese. In addition, the bookshelf are decorated with theoretical monographs of horses, eun, liu, and heads and theoretical works that study these theories. This huge bookshelves occupy one-third of the entire study room. Close to the bookshelf is a camp bed, which is for the old general An to rest when he is tired and watch. In addition to these two main pieces of furniture, there is only a set of mahogany Eight Immortals Table and Taishi Chair set. The Eight Immortals Table is placed directly opposite the door, with a Taishi Chair at each end. At the bottom of the main seat, there are four Taishi Chairs in two rows of left and right rows, and there are sandalwood standing stools with tea placed between the chairs.

At this time, there were six people in this small old study room. General An sat in the middle, and Lao Wang stood on the side. The lower one on the left was An Zaihai, An Zaijiang and the lower one on the right were the eldest son-in-law Zuo Qiuming and the second son-in-law Chen Dao.

Zuo Qiuming is a fat man with red faces with black frames on his eyes. He is fifty-two years old and married General An's eldest daughter as his wife. He is the only brother-in-law of the An brothers. Zuo Qiuming is currently a member of the team of the Jianghuai Provincial Revolutionary Committee. Although he is at his age, his career is smooth and his official career is outstanding. But he knows his own affairs. He has been in his current position at the age of 48. It has been four years since he has been restored to the place and remains in the team of the Revolutionary Committee. He was also squeezed to the side, and the rankings of several backward team members climbed over to his head, making him feel a little bit of a good person? Therefore, he used the excuse to squeeze into the delegation to mourn in the Jianghuai Province to find his father-in-law to borrow his strength. He did not expect that he would have the honor to step into this legendary mysterious place for the first time. At this moment, he sat upright with his eyes and nose, his mind turning rapidly, searching for wonderful plans and amazing words.

Chen Dao and Zuo Qiuming's situation are very different. He is only 38 years old this year and is handsome. At a young age, he has already taken the throne of deputy director of the Pingyang Regional Revolutionary Committee of Jianghan Province. This is a very large deputy department-level throne, only one step away from the director of the regular department-level revolutionary committee. Moreover, Pingyang is the core area of ​​Jianghan Province, second only to the Hanshui area where the provincial government is located. General An has two sons and eight daughters, and Chen Dao married the seventh daughter. Although he has six brother-in-law, who is in the deputy province, those brother-in-law either work hard in the army or sit on a bench in the agency. Where is he like eight living seats like him, and he is so majestic. Therefore, everyone is not In his eyes, even the elder brother-in-law of the vice-province, he seemed to be just Er'er. He probably wouldn't be more than 45 when he arrived at that position. Chen Dao was also sitting upright and full of confidence. He came to pay his father-in-law's 80th birthday to his father-in-law. As a result, he met the leader's death and stayed in An's house until now. He happened to have the opportunity he had always dreamed of - participating in the old man's study meeting. He had to put his spirits and think about some strategies. If he had to sell strange plans while hearing the competition of senior management, his father-in-law would be impressed by himself from now on and then support him vigorously. No matter how bold he was to think about it, it would be impossible for An to be handed over to him in the future.

"Okay, the people have arrived almost, Lao Wang, go and close the door and light incense." The old man ordered Lao Wang, who was standing next to the main seat on the other side. He didn't say that everyone had arrived, but only said that the people have arrived almost. The meaning of this was that except for himself, only Lao Wang, who was responsible for making the phone, knew it.

Lao Wang responded in a low voice, closed the door, and pulled out a piece of fragrance about one foot long from a corner of the bookshelf. This fragrance was not made of ordinary wood powder used to worship Buddha in the temple and mixed with fragrance, but was made of sandalwood, agarwood, and musk bonded with tiger bone powder. It was mixed with a variety of spices, white, yellow, gray and black colors, which formed this color. Sandalwood was clear, agarwood awakened the brain, musk condensed the smell, and tiger bones strengthened the spirit. These four benefits were all to help people condense their minds and eliminate distracting thoughts. Therefore, this fragrance was called Lingtai incense. Lingtai incense was specially made by General An based on an ancient prescription on an old paper. The annual output was only a few dozen. In addition to giving it to others, he left only a dozen. He would only use it when he needed to think about major issues.

Lao Wang found the incense burner and placed it in the middle of the Eight Immortals table, inserted the incense of the spiritual platform firmly into the middle, and lit it. In an instant, a fragrance that looked like orchids, musk, chrysanthemums and lotus floated out. The cigarette was like a thread, like a silver needle, penetrated straight from his nostrils and his forehead, making people's spiritual platform clear in an instant.

General An took a deep breath, leaned his back toward the back of the chair, and said, "In the sea, you should first tell Qiu Ming and Chen Dao about the current situation and the issue tonight."

Upon hearing this, An Zaihai cleared his throat and said, "Brother, Lao Qi, the big situation, I believe you have been in the capital for these days and have almost understood something, so I won't go into details. Dad held this meeting today, mainly to discuss the conditions proposed by Mr. Ji this afternoon. Should we accept it? I think..." An Zaihai was dressed in white clothes like snow, still waxed on his head, holding a folding fan in his hand, shaking it while talking, giving some advice to the country and inspiring the words. Unexpectedly, he was about to express his opinion, but was interrupted by General An.

"Okay, I asked you to introduce the situation, but I didn't ask you to express my opinion." The old man glared at him, and glanced at the eldest son-in-law who seemed to be sitting in meditation. "Qiu Ming, the younger generation in this room respects you as a senior, so you can talk about it first."

Zuo Qiuming had long expected that today's issue must be related to the visiting people there in the afternoon. He and Chen Dao have lived in Songzhuzhai these days. Although they did not come forward when welcoming guests, they had already known the conditions from the An brothers. He had already drafted the draft in his chest and abdomen. He just waited for the old man to ask, and then he gave his amazing views and Dao came out. Sure enough, the old man came to him first. He smelled the old man's summoning, and he owed his body slightly to the old man (this subtle action was seen by others.

Come on, it's more like he is showing that he is a living creature), and said, "Dad, I think we should establish our foundation and not move or shake. The current storm is strange, the waves are deep, and the outcome is the most difficult to determine. We can't play a decisive role. We can follow up rashly and maybe we will choose the wrong opposite. I mean, I am not moving like a mountain, protect myself, and then take advantage of the profit." After Zuo Qiuming finished speaking, he glanced proudly and swept the old man's face. When he swept the old man's face, his pride turned into a desire, as if he was eager to get the old man's affirmation.

As soon as Zuo Qiuming finished speaking, everyone's faces were all kinds of colors. An Zaihai sneered gently, but didn't say anything; An Zaijiang Meifeng gathered, as if he was thinking; Chen Dao smiled at the corner of his mouth, and the cliff bank was rising, and it was impossible to tell whether he agreed or disagreed. Zuo Qiuming's own brilliant ideas did not get everyone's affirmation, but the room was silent.

General An gently tapped the table with his finger bones, attracting everyone's attention. His eyes were fixed on An Zaihai, "Zhihai, you have been anxious to say, now you can tell me, let's see what your opinion is."

Upon hearing this, An Zaihai gently waved the folding fan in his hand, closed it inward, opened his lips and showed his teeth, and said, "Dad, I think my elder brother's idea is too conservative. The weather is not obscure and difficult to understand. It is clearly a clear and clear moon. It can be distinguished at a glance. Although Mr. Ji has prepared boats and fishing nets, he doesn't know that the wind and waves are high and fast, so it's not time to go out to sea? Besides, there are far more fat fish to give us than Mr. Ji, why don't we follow the flow and enjoy the success? I think there is no need to discuss it. Indecision is a taboo. Dad, it's time to make a decision." At the end of his speech, An Zaihai stood up with a passionate tone, shaking his hair so waxed that there was also signs of distraction.

"Impatient! Sit down! Who is indecisive? There is no need for you to teach me a lesson. Whenever there is a big thing, where is your calmness going?" Old Master An changed color and patted the table. He shouted An Zaihai and hurriedly sat back. The other three were also so shocked by the old man's power that his face turned pale. After the old man's attack, the old man pointed An Zaijiang's name in order, "Three, tell me." The old man knew that his youngest son was good at military affairs and short of strategy, but every time he discussed matters in the study, he would ask his younger son for his opinion. The old man's intention was very obvious, which was to exercise the younger son who was more useful than the impetuous eldest son.

An Zaijiang has always been a soldier-like figure, and his body sat straight like a javelin. As soon as the old man finished speaking, he continued: "I can't tell you what I want to do. I only know that no matter when, the harpoon must be tightened." His words were as short and concise as his hair.

After hearing the younger son's speech, the old man nodded slightly and said softly to his son-in-law whom he valued the most: "Lao Qi, what about your opinion? Among them, you are the most capable of power and tricks. I believe you have already had a lot of trouble in your heart, so let's talk." The old man praised him before he could hear the words. His praise made An Zaijiang and Zuo Qiuming frown repeatedly.

Chen Dao saw all this, and to be honest, he also felt that his elder brother-in-law was frivolous. How could he not make careful preparations and make decisions in just one sentence without making any plans? In addition, Chen Dao also underestimated his second brother-in-law, believing that although what he said was correct, it was all nonsense. Who doesn’t know that harpoons are important. Without harpoons, can you be on the table? Is it necessary to elaborate on this? In his opinion, all the officials in the room are not enough to make plans. For the old man to consider and praise the old man, he has to rely on his brain that has seen all three thousand years of power and tricks. An’s future is not in peace, but in Chen!

Chen Dao stood up, straightened his clothes, and said aloud: "Dad, I think what the three brothers said makes sense, but I have different opinions. In my opinion, first of all, holding the harpoon tight is the premise for us to talk about everything. The third brother had already said just now, so I won't say more. I will only add a little more, that is, we should give the comrades who are in control of the harpoons so that they can distinguish the weather so as to avoid the trouble of elbows and armpits. Secondly, the second brother said that there is the upper hand now,

The actual situation is indeed like this, and it is necessary for us to show kindness to the other side. But we cannot completely turn to the other side because it is not yet time to decide the winner, and there may not be an overwhelming advantage. Finally, I think it is feasible for the elder brother to act like a fisherman. But the method remains to be discussed. I think we cannot blindly look at the wall, we must turn passive into active, and both sides must show kindness. The most important thing is that when the winner is determined, we..."

"Of course, I may think that my strategy is a fence-between, which is a taboo. But the situation is the case now. Although the situation is tilted, it is still a delicate balance. There is no way to judge who wins and loses. And we cannot wait, so that we will only not please both sides and move appropriately. First, reveal our muscles, and second, we can delay time and wait for the situation to change. To sum up, I think that what we need to do now is just two things. First, closely connect with our own strength and wait for the opportunity. Second, we will send personnel to negotiate profits from both sides at the same time, delay time and wait for the winner to be decided there. The above is my opinion."

Chen Dao said something without any rush and slowly, and explained the current difficulties An Group faced, and made a brief comment on the opinions of An Zaihai and the other two. He threw and praised them, making the three of them unable to hate them, and they had to accept his feelings. Finally, he formed his opinions into two small points, grasped the theme and highlighted the key points for General An to make a decision. After this, he showed his talent for making decisions and planning.

Chen Dao's high-profile speech was quite like a traitor. Hearing the old general An nodded repeatedly, An Zaihai and Zuo Qiuming, who had never liked him, were not angry with him, but instead felt a little admiration. After Chen Dao finished speaking, he bowed slightly to the old man, sat back on his original position, with a calm face and a proud heart.

After hearing the opinions and opinions of the people, the old man did not speak. Even if he nodded and praised the views of the seventh son-in-law whom he had just nodded and praised, he would not argue. He narrowed his eyes slightly, gently hit the table, as if he was thinking, and sighed. Although the old man was the old army leader who rolled out of a sea of ​​blood, he had been driving the boats in the past few decades and the waves were constantly raging, and how could he stand firm and not know the strategy? He could not distinguish the time?

The old man did not express his views first, but asked his four pillars who had the most promising and hopeful views to express their opinions. First, they were to train their ability to deal with top games, but wanted to see if everyone could express some eye-catching views. Unfortunately, the four of them could not satisfy him. In his opinion, the eldest son-in-law's idea was too wishful thinking. How could he get the benefits of the fisherman by staying out of the matter? Which side was not a think tank cluster, and he was skilled in planning? How could this trick be hidden from others and just laughed; the eldest son's idea seemed quite brave and powerful, but in fact he was ridiculous and childish, and the situation was not clear, so he was passionate.

If you give up your own life and death, you will be so impetuous, how can you take the lead in the future? Although your younger son's words are just a regular, calm and heavy, they are not the choice nowadays. The most urgent thing is to break the deadlock, not to defend yourself. As for this most strategic seventh son-in-law, he nodded and praised him, but to affirm his accurate grasp of the situation, his clear discussion, and he listed countermeasures. However, this is also a big opinion. He just saw that mountains are mountains, but he had never experienced the top-level battle after all, and his knowledge was a little lacking. He used the following game methods to deal with such changes. If he had a slight difference, he would be a thousand miles away.

General An gently knocked the tea cover and signaled Lao Wang to renew the tea for him. Lao Wang smiled awkwardly and hurriedly added the tea to the old general. Lao Wang was also thinking about the situation in front of him, but he was fascinated by the thought. He knew that the old general regarded himself as his confidant, and did not avoid such conversations. He hoped to exercise his abilities and make a future for himself in the future. Although the old general once joked that he had transferred himself to the General Office of the CPC Central Committee and was still doing writing work, he actually knew that the old man still wanted to go down and lead troops. Therefore, every time he discussed matters in the study, although he did not speak, he would think carefully and memorize each other's ideas. After he had nothing to do, he analyzed, pondered, and exercised his ability to adapt.

The old man picked up the tea cup again and sipped his tea, lowered his eyebrows and said nothing, and the atmosphere in the study returned to dullness. The first person who couldn't stand this kind of suppression was undoubtedly An Zaihai. He thought that his high arguments were not to mention that they were adopted by the old man, but they should have some praise. But he didn't know that he was first criticized by the old man as impetuous, and then slandered by the sinister Lao Qiming. He couldn't swallow this breath.

An Zaihai stood up, but the folding fan that had been shaking in his hand was not in control. It turned out that he was thrown on the standing stool and placed it in a mess. He straightened his back and looked at the old man and said, "Dad, Lao Qi's high argument must be your thoughts. Do you think we should do as Lao Qi's wishes?" He knew the old man's temper. If he agreed, he would have spoken out long ago. He would not just nod and praise him. He was giving Chen Dao eye drops.

How could General An not know about his tricks in the ghost realm? His eldest son is good at everything else, but he likes to compete for favor in front of him. On weekdays, An Zaihai's energy is not so narrow, but once someone threatens his future position as a family member, his scrupulous eyes can't help but attack.

The old man glared at An Zaihai and said, "What are you anxious about? You have to make a decision. You have to brainstorm. There are still people who haven't arrived."

As soon as these words came out, the whole room was shocked. There were still people? Who was it? They knew the old man's confidants, but now there was no one who had enough money to enter this room in the capital. If you want to talk about outsiders, the old man would never invite such a confidential place in the study. An Zaihai stood there, a little confused. Just as he was about to ask, a small military alarm on Lao Wang's waist rang.

Lao Wang smiled at the old man: "He is here."

"Go to Yingying and see if this kid looks anxious and slutty?" The old general smiled and waved his hand.

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Xue Xiang put down the phone, kissed the little guy hard, laughed out of the main hall, came to the parking shed, drove the motorcycle, and roared away. The little guy left a stunned look in a daze. Suddenly, the little guy stomped his little feet suddenly and said in a titty voice: "Brother, I actually ran away while the other person was not paying attention."

Xue Xiang ran all the way, and the depression of these days was gone, and in a moment he arrived at Songzhuzhai. When he passed the guard post at the entrance of the alley, the guard let him go all the way. When he arrived at the gate, he was blocked. The guard took the phone to report. Not long after, Lao Wang, who looked strange, came out.

"Xue Xiang, you are here so fast. You should sleep by the phone these days." Old Wang welcomed Xue Xiang into the courtyard and led him to the study while making fun.

Xue Xiang was stunned when he heard this. He heard two meanings from Lao Wang's words: one is that General An was indeed hanging himself on purpose; the other is that the old man must have a confidential negotiation tonight. He smiled back to Lao Wang, said nothing, and followed Lao Wang into the main hall, walked through the main hall, and came to a room he had never been to before.

Xue Xiang followed Lao Wang into the study and said hello to the old man. He looked at the other people in the study just now. He knew the An brothers and smiled and asked him to him. He had never seen the other two before, but those who entered this place must be General An's confidant, and his relatives undoubtedly nodded to the two, which was considered to be the greetings.

Senior General An watched him work happily, and asked Lao Wang to bring an embroidered bench, put it down next to An Zaijiang, and let him sit down. Seeing that he sat down, Senior General An introduced the identities of Zuo Qiuming and Chen Dao to Xue Xiang, and asked him to call the two of them as "uncles" like An Weihong. Xue Xiang heard this and stood up again to say hello again.

Zuo Qiuming and Chen Dao responded to Xue Xiang's greeting, while being curious as if they were scratching their hearts with cat paws. What is the extraordinary thing about this young boy who looks only 20 years old? The old king actually went out to greet him personally, but also entered the house and entered the core of the place where he had been peeking for many years. Since Xue Xiang entered the house, the two of them were staring at the young man, and their burning eyes seemed to burn him from the inside out to the outside.

In fact, not only were they curious, but they even had a few encounters with Xue Xiang and had some understanding of the An brothers were shocked. Previously, the old man looked up to Xue Xiang, and they didn't think it was anything, but they thought it was a praise for a brave, resourceful and lucky young man. The old man's words "Let's see", and they both acted as a joke. Unexpectedly, the old man actually called Xue Xiang to this place. This is to participate in the confidentiality. Isn't this too hasty? The old man is so confused, how can the child speak with him? However, the two brothers have not lost their minds and dare to speak rudely to the old man. Even so, the two of them couldn't help but get up and talk several times, but they were forced back by the old man's eyes.

Lao Wang brought a slightly shorter purple standing stool from the hall, placed it in front of Xue Xiang, and brought another cup of tea and put it on it. Xue Xiang thanked him. Lao Wang was about to return to where he was standing, but the old man stopped him: "Xiao Wang, don't be anxious first, you can tell Xiao Ming and the others' opinions to Xiao Zi Xue first."

As he said, Lao Wang told Xue Xiang the views of the An brothers and Zuo Chen Lianlian's brother-in-law just now. Although he was not good at strategy, he had a great memory, his writing style and eloquence were first-class. He expressed his main meaning clearly, and even occasionally used words to make sentences to modify it. A retelling almost became a stage for Lao Wang to show off his skills. General An nodded repeatedly when he heard it, obviously very satisfied with the secretary who had followed him for many years.

After Lao Wang finished reposting, he retreated back to his original place and stood up. Everyone looked at Xue Xiang. Xue Xiang stood up, looked at Old Master An with a smile, and said, "Old Master, what do you mean?"

Everyone was almost completely disappointed when they heard this. This is too irrelevant. If the old man could express his feelings directly, he would have to do something. He just ordered me to do it directly. In fact, if they knew that a very powerful and extremely popular word composed of a certain Chinese character and an English letter in later generations, they would definitely use it on Xue Xiang without hesitation. Of course, if the old man was not angry and allowed, they would want to use it on the old man.

Unexpectedly, the old man was not as angry as everyone expected. He still looked at the rash boy with a smile and said, "I came to you to shake a small fan, but I didn't want you to ask me."

"You must at least have a tendency, not so that I can stand on your side and give you some praise." Xue Xiang smiled, which surprised Zuo Qiuming and Chen Dao. Why is this kid so familiar with the old man?

"I have no tendency to ask you to come and analyze the situation. If you are not silly, I will let you drive you out." The old man patted the table lightly, scaring his two sons and sons-in-law to the point of being silent, but Xue Xiang still looked smiling. This gesture was seen a lot when he killed the old man so hard that he was already accustomed to the point of blood.

What Xue Xiang wanted was that the old man had no tendency. If the old man had obvious tendencies at this time, it would be difficult for him to deal with.

If the old man decided to go there and with the old man's perseverance, it would be difficult for him to persuade him to change his mind. Although as he expected, An Zaihai was indeed inclined to that side, but after Lao Wang's retelling just now, it seems that the old man was very dissatisfied with this discussion. How did the old man turn there in his memory? He is a little confused now. Perhaps the decline of An's clan was not due to this storm. He knew that in the next few years, there would be countless fierce collisions, and it might be that the An clan would capsize at any time. Of course, these are not what he needs to explore now.

On the contrary, if the old man had decided to accept Mr. Ji's invitation from Hai, An would have been calm and gained a lot. But in this way, wouldn't Xue Xiang be useless? From this perspective, An Zaihai's persistence helped him a lot. As a time traveler, although he knew something that was not as clear as the watch pattern on his palm, the simplest one would win and lose. During these days waiting for the old man to summon him, he almost thought about all the words. Even if the old man decided to lean on the other side, he was still somewhat sure to turn the tide. Regardless of whether the old man said he had no tendency, it was the time when he was heroic to set off.

Xue Xiang drank tea, gently moved the embroidery stool, stood up, faced the old man, and said, "Since you always respect the boy, you know everything and say everything, then I will be brave and express your views on Kong Guan. I hope you...."

"I'm talking nonsense. I remember that although you were slick in the past, you were quite refreshing. Do you want to cheer up and show off when you see outsiders? You're asking you to say something, and you're judging with me. Just be quick and tell me quickly." Old Master An was upset when he saw that Xue Xiang was always not on the subject, so he interrupted his foreplay.

Xue Xiangjun's face turned slightly red, and he was indeed a little excited just now. After all, this was the first time he had participated in such a game in his past and present life. A problem that a literati was so good at showing off in his subconscious mind suddenly appeared in his mind. The grand scene of Guo Jiaxian and Cao Cao's "Ten Wins and Ten Loss Theory" appeared in his mind. The sour words in his mouth couldn't help but come out. He smiled awkwardly, clarified his thoughts again, and said, "Finish, then I'll just do it. I'll continue with the words of my seventh uncle.

Next, I said that after all, the seventh uncle has summarized the words of the eldest uncle, the second uncle, and the third uncle, and I agree with his basic views. What I want to say is just a supplement to the seventh uncle. First, I think it is inappropriate to be a fisherman. First, I want to talk about the viewing on the wall. To do this, you must first have strong strength and not be afraid of backlash when you sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight. But do we have such strength now? If we have this strength,

I'm afraid there is no need to discuss self-protection strategies at this moment. Besides, the action of the fisherman is not ordinary. I don't need to say anything else, everyone knows the dangers. Usually, if the fisherman wants to make a profit, it is in the case of both sides fighting and losing both sides. But will the current situation be both sides hurt? The current game between the two sides is not two beasts biting each other, and no matter which side wins, it will be scarred. But the actual situation is that one side wins, then the group

The star arches the moon completely swallows up the power of the other side and becomes stronger. Will a stronger winner allow us to be fishermen? I think it is probably time to take the account back. Secondly, let me talk about my views on the second Boss' theory of victory or defeat. The current situation is as the second Boss said, but it is not that the victory over there is obvious, but that Mr. Ji is sure to win..." He said this and was interrupted by An Zaihai with dissatisfaction.

"Xue Xiang, you guy is afraid you are talking in a sleep, why are you talking in a confusion? I appreciate your previous judgment, but I can't stand the second uncle when you confuse right and wrong." Xue Xiang criticized Zuo Qiuming's point of view. Of course he was happy, but when it came to him, the criticism was so harsh, so of course he had to stand up to refute it. He was not as worried as Zuo Qiuming, afraid that the old man would be unhappy, etc. He had a home advantage and said whatever he wanted. Besides, Xue Xiang criticized the conclusion that he was proud of, and he patted the chest there and must convince the old man that how could he have done something bad at this time?

"Isn't it possible to finish someone else's words? I'm still so frigid at such a young age. What's the point of treating it?" The old man was unhappy and slammed the teacup on the table.

Xue Xiang hurriedly smoothed out: "I can't tell the truth, but I'm not sure what I'm giving advice to you." Of course, he refused to offend An Zaihai. Even though the second uncle's situation was really bad, he was also a member of a heavyweight ministries and commission. He was a new official in the officialdom who could barely enter the career of the officialdom. He might have to invite him more help.

Xue Xiang calmed down the old man's anger a little, turned to An Zaihai and said, "Second uncle, don't be anxious, listen to me slowly. In fact, it is not difficult to judge the current victory or defeat between the two sides. Uncle Wang said that this afternoon, the people from Mr. Ji offered conditions for going to sea. I guess the ones there were all small fish and shrimps, which were not worthy of the old man's weight."

As soon as Xue Xiang finished speaking, everyone looked solemn and looked thoughtful. Everyone here was smart. Even if there were people who were not good at changing power, they were also outstanding in intelligence. If they were not clear about their words, Xue Xianggang pointed out the gap and everyone saw the key from it. Yes, logically speaking, if there were sincere invitations from the other side to go out to sea, they should not offer such conditions that do not meet the current storm. Even if they did not take advantage of the situation and set a price on the ground, the normal price should be achieved. But the conditions given by the other side cannot be compared with those on the other side. They are simply pushing their side to that. Isn't this weird? In this way, there is only one possibility that this unreasonable practice will occur, that is, there is a fisherman gathered there, which can be said to be sure to win and no longer need your own support. This condition is just to test your own attitude. What's more, there is a side that is waiting for their own rejection. Taking this opportunity to uproot their own forces, swallow them up, and also reward others for helping them. Thinking of this, everyone's face changed drastically, even the old man who has always been as stable as Mount Tai showed a solemn look for the first time.

It really woke up the dreamer!

Everyone was speechless, but the narrow room was filled with cigarettes, lingering around, and as everyone breathed, it turned into various shapes. An Zaihai's previous dissatisfaction disappeared at this time, and he was full of tension and regretted his recklessness; An Zaijiang lowered his head and squeezed his finger bones hard, as if thinking about how to break the deadlock; Zuo, Chen Lianlian's curiosity and contempt for Xue Xiang were completely eliminated, and instead he was full of surprise. The two of them had no previous calmness on their faces at this moment. After all, he and An were both prosperous and both of them had a loss, and they were all in trouble, so how could they not be anxious?

General An asked for a cigarette from Lao Wang. The incense of Lingtai could no longer clarify his spiritual platform. He needed to use nicotine to stabilize his soul. He took a few deep breaths, let out a long sigh, and looked at Xue Xiang with a smile: "You are still as sharp as when you first met. I praise you as Yan Shifan, and you didn't wrong you? Well, my old man is old and can't stand your troubles. This matter was brought up by you and you will be settled." The old man actually pushed the responsibility of the decision to Xue Xiang without saying anything.

Xue Xiangzi is not pretentious. What is he doing here? Isn’t he trying to make this decision? He went back to his stool and picked up a teacup and took a sip. Run his throat, which was a bit dry, and then turned around and looked at the old man’s eyes, saying, “Actually, the situation has been very clear from the beginning. The hull over there seems to be solid, and their strength is just built on the sand pile. Even though they still hold the steering wheel at this moment, the most important question is, as the third uncle pointed out, how did they really master the harpoon? The old man’s famous conclusion, never remembered. The harpoon was not held, the sails were broken, and everyone had a grudge. Everyone had suffered for a long time. All of these are the ways to perish. I dare to conclude that Mr. Ji must have received the most extensive support. Today they came over there, just to go through a form. Of course, it is form for them, but to us it is life and death.

The big thing. At present, it is meaningless to talk about who wins and who loses. The most urgent thing is nothing more than two things. First, immediately make a clear stand on Mr. Ji and don’t talk about any conditions. There is no need to kill him without teaching him. If they really dare to make us fat fish, the fisherman alliance formed now will soon collapse. A leader who does not keep his promise will not make his allies feel safe. Since it is not safe, who is willing to "serve" the tiger

, so we are safe for the time being. Second, I suggest that the old man go around the next few days, especially the old comrades who have been in contact with each other, no matter what the relationship is, they will also visit one or two. It is considered to be a tentative wind and also to show their muscles there. The most important thing is to communicate more with potential fishermen and unite in order to protect themselves. I think if these two things are done, we will not be able to get any rewards in the future, but at least we will be as stable as Mount Tai for the time being."

After Xue Xiang finished speaking, everyone said nothing for a long time. The An brothers, Zuo, Chen Lianlian, and Lao Wang who was playing soy sauce, also had a word in his heart: handsome talent!

Only the old man stood up and sighed: "The wisdom of God is the only one who can be mastered by the country!"

Everyone changed their color!

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The Jiang family mansion is located in a secluded place on the west side of Wangfujing Road. This is the most authentic courtyard. It is said that it is authentic, compared to the structure of Songzhuzhai. Songzhuzhai is a single-entry courtyard, with a main house, a bedroom, a study and other rooms. There are no houses on all sides to protect the essence of the surrounding courtyard. The Jiang family mansion is different. This is a three-entry courtyard. The entire building structure is a dignified house on all sides. The front two courtyards have built houses, and the entire building is built.

The third entrance to the courtyard is a spacious garden. This authentic and retro courtyard has been passed down for more than a hundred years. It was originally a house of a Beile in the former Qing Dynasty. From the Republic of China to the Republic, it has been through the hands of countless wealthy and wealthy businessmen and officials, and finally fell into the hands of Jiang Geyang. Jiang Geyang had a residence in Danei, but he was like General An and did not want to live in Danei. Except for working late on weekdays, he would spend the whole night in Danei. Most of the time, he was willing to rush home to reunite with his wife and children.

Just as Xue Xiangyu'an was talking about the service in the study, there were three people in Jiang Geyang's study talking about the wind and waves and giving guidance to the waves.

Compared with Jiang Geyang's study room and General An's study room, it is another world, which can be said to be two sharp contrasts. The interior of a hundred square meters is decorated with magnificent magnificently. The marble floor is shining with crystal chandeliers on the dome. Three large black leather sofas are surrounded by a crystal coffee table one meter square. There is a TV set on the glass cabinet five meters in front of the crystal coffee table. It is just for the sign to be

One of the 143 color TVs trially developed by Chumingzhu Electrical Factory is a big red alloy metal bookshelves behind the TV. This huge bookshelves are not standing on the ground like ordinary bookshelf, but are embedded in the walls, with countless large pieces displayed. The study room of a hundred square meters is laid out in a grand and solemn manner, especially in this era, with almost no old colors and outdated objects seen.

On the wide leather sofa, Jiang Geyang sat in the middle, holding a purple clay ellipsoid cup in his hand, listening to a middle-aged man on the left side of his lower head talking with a smile. Jiang Geyang is only fifty-four years old this year. Although he is about to enter his twilight years, for those who are in the officialdom, it is the golden years. He has taken good care of himself, with fair faces on the national character, and his face is white and beardless, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his thick black hair has no hairstyle to speak of, but it is neatly taken care of. He looks full of momentum and does not have the femininity of his son.

The middle-aged man Ding Shiqun, who was talking to Jiang Geyang, is the secretary of Ji's life. He has just passed his forties and is full of confidence. In addition to taking care of Ji's life on weekdays, he also advises writing work, which is highly valued by Ji. This afternoon, he was ordered by Ji's elder to visit Songzhuzhai. Unexpectedly, his trip did not achieve the expected results. After he had time, he ran to Jiang Geyang overnight to ask for advice.

"Mr. Jiang, I'm really ashamed of this job. Actually, I feel a little wronged and miserable. When I heard what Mr. Ji said, I knew it was a difficult job, but since Mr. Ji said it, I had to get it earlier, right? I tried my best, but I just couldn't understand it and didn't have an attitude. I think this matter is mysterious. There is no outsider here, so I will tell you what I mean. The conditions for Mr. Ji are really.

It's so bad, thin fish and a few small shrimps, I'm embarrassed to speak, how can there be any sincerity to win over this! Mr. Jiang, I lost my point in front of Mr. Ji this time, I hope you will help me in front of Mr. Ji, so many beautiful words!" Ding Shiqun's face was Zhou Zheng, his clothes were as beautiful as Mid-Autumn Festival, and the heat had not dissipated. However, he was wearing a lapel Zhongshan suit, buttoned tightly, and the neat little parting on his head was also excited because of his emotions, and he was a little distracted with the swing of his words.

"Don't worry, Shiqun, you only know one thing, not the other, Mr. Ji has other profound meanings. With his old man's pattern and wisdom, if he really wins over others, how could he offer such conditions? It's just to test the attitude there, or to push them. I think Mr. Ji won't tell you the true meaning, but it's just to "hide others and hide yourself first". Shiqun, you haven't seen Mr. Ji first when you came back from there, right? If you had seen Mr. Ji, you wouldn't run away to me in such panic." Jiang Geyang said earnestly to comfort Ding Shiqun, who was in chaos. After all, the guy in front of him is quite trusted by the old man. If he bears the banner in the future, he may have to rely on his help.

"Great, Mr. Ji is so tall. The three thousand years of conservative transformation technique is in his hands, and it has just been melted into a furnace!" After hearing Jiang Geyang's explanation, Ding Shiqun slowly let go of his heart, stood up, and began to flatter Ji Laoma. This is his usual technique. Regardless of whether Mr. Ji is present or not, whenever he talks about Mr. Ji, he will stand up and admire him.

Suddenly, Ding Shiqun's face changed darting, he stopped blowing and said in a lost voice: "Mr. Jiang, it's still inappropriate. I didn't even see the flaws that Mr. Ji showed. Will Mr. Ji think that I'm dull and unbearable to make a living?"
To be continued...