Seeing Yue Fengyun's critical illness notice, Wang Ye almost swallowed the cigarette in his mouth.

"What's this story going on! Last month, she was still alive with the revolutionary female general Ba Aihua, and she was critically ill this month? And this condition shows that it is actually a variant syndrome collagen disease? He is shameless? The image of the working class with thick eyebrows and big eyes is also trying to restore it!?"

Having said that, after all, this is an official critical illness notice from China. Although Wang Ye despises the drafter of the notice, he still delivers it to Yue Xinyao.

After receiving the notice, Yue Xinyao, who was clearing the land on the front line, fell into a long silence, and then sighed: "Soldiers should die on the battlefield, it's a pity for my father."

"Brother Yao, you have such a reaction? After all, it's your biological father, where are your tears?"

"Soldiers shed blood but not tears." Yue Xinyao was righteous.

“Well said…”

"And my father has been invincible throughout his life, and the Sirius War has won him the glory of the peak. As a soldier, he has no regrets... What he must say is probably that my rebellious daughter has left him blind. But I have found my own path. In the next few decades, I will only go further and further on this path. For him, it may be better if I can't see all this."

Yue Xinyao was so sincere that Wang Ye had nothing to say, so he had to put out the talisman used for communication: "Then you are busy first, and you won't bother you."

Turning around, Wang Ye crossed the portal and came to a small Internet cafe in the border town of Fengyouxing, the Republic of China. This Internet cafe is crowded with people and business is booming. The first and second floors accommodate at least a few hundred people, and the smoke is misty, like a curse of the dead soul. Even the latest ventilation system cannot do anything. Fortunately, the private room area on the third floor is quiet and fragrant, and Wang Ye’s teleportation point is in a single box. These are several secret teleportation points he set up for himself, used for free travel between the two realms.

After turning on the computer, Wang Ye was very skillful in using a contact information left by his former Yue. After waiting for a few minutes, the line was connected to the opposite side, and Yue Fengyun's quite tired voice came from it.

"What's the matter with me so late?"

Even through the communication line, Wang Ye seemed to be able to see Yue Fengyun sleepy and angry expressions.

After all, according to the standard time of the Chinese parent star, it is 3 a.m.

"Can the rounds be checked?"

The communication was instantly hung up, and Wang Ye had to call again. This time, Yue Fengyun's spirit was obviously better, probably because he had recovered from his ignorance.

"What the hell is there?"

"What's wrong with your variant collagen disease? You dare to suffer from the emperor's disease in a democratic society. Are you trying to reverse history and the reality of warlord separatism?"

Yue Fengyun was stunned when he heard this: "Variable syndrome collagen disease? Emperor's disease? What are you talking about?"

"Damn, you don't know your own critical illness notice? Could it be that your ambitious man tried to hold you hostage the emperor?"

When talking about the critical illness notice, Yue Fengyun finally realized: "Damn, those people actually delivered the critical illness notice to you!? Do they have a brain or not??"

After Yue Fengyun cursed the entire system, he explained the whole story clearly.

It turned out that after Lian Shaobo and other diplomats lost at the negotiating table, they felt that they could not explain to their superiors, so they made a desperate move and tried to influence Wang Ye through Yue Fengyun. As a result, how could Yue Fengyun buy their face and directly raised their middle fingers. Lian Shaobo had no choice but to ask for help from the higher authorities. Considering that this matter was of great importance, the leader did not care about any means and decent means, and also sent a letter to ask Yue Fengyun to provide necessary support.

Now standing on the standpoint of the winner, Wen Yin does not want to criticize his opponent's stupid moves. Instead, she couldn't help but persuade: "Director Lian, although the results of this negotiation may not be as good as your expectations, our exchanges will inevitably become more and more frequent in the future. The world will not be isolated from the world, but will only be open. So... you might as well consider the work here. We are in a hurry to shortage of staff, and I believe you can see it."

Lian Shaobo looked at Wen Yin in surprise, then smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Of course, Wen Yin knew that the other party would not agree, but now, it may not be the case in the future.

——

That night, Wen Yin and a group of Japanese girls held a celebration banquet in Xiling Town.

Although Wen Yin himself knew very well that the universal factory was not as important as it seemed, after all, the victory of this negotiation was achieved by everyone in succession and all night long, which contained a lot of effort. Moreover, victory was much better than failure, and of course it was worth celebrating.

In order to make fun of it, Wen Yin excitedly invited Wang Ye as a guest and asked him to speak on the spot. Although Wang Ye hated the bureaucratic behavior of such leaders speaking, he thought that this was the request of the hero Wen Yin after all, and she brought a large group of lively and cute girls to the scene, so he nodded.

The result was much bigger than expected.

As the system administrator of this world, Wang Ye's uncrowned king in Xiling Town - the nominal mayor is still Sato Kanako - has a very high status in the minds of the town people, but Wang Ye's divine dragon has always been seen. Except for a few senior executives and the people from the land reclamation group, most wild species have never seen him.

This time, Wang Ye actually appeared in the banquet hall of the restaurant in Xiling Town, and the onlookers immediately surrounded the restaurant.

Fortunately, this restaurant was opened by NPC and used immortal magic. Soon, hundreds of square tables were placed outside the restaurant, and the wine, vegetables, soup and soup appeared directly on the table like magic, with a strong fragrance.

When Wang Ye stood in the huge banquet hall with a wine glass and was preparing to speak, he suddenly found himself facing thousands of eyes... The population of Xiling Town is only tens of thousands - most of them are NPCs. At this time, there were so many people gathered inside and outside the restaurant, and tens of thousands of people were considered to be empty.

Wang Ye missed two poems at that time.

However, the scene is so grand that some things that were originally intended to tease the Asahijana girl were not so convenient to say. As for those scenes that the bureaucrats like to hear, Wang Ye never disdains to say.

It’s not as vulgar as it’s not as elegant as it’s not as good as it’s not as good as it’s. Wang Ye held the wine glass and pondered for a moment, and said loudly: “I’ll pay for today’s wine and food.”
Chapter completed!