Siheyuan: Learning to be the sixth

Chapter 372 Backbone.

I don't know how these beautiful foreigners want to appear superior to his godsons from Jiaobenji. They actually flew here directly from Jiaobenji.

When friends come, we have good wine; when enemies come, we have shotguns.

Anyway, as a member of the negotiation team, He Yuzhu also went to greet them. There were no flowers or red carpet. The two sides just met and the "war" was about to break out.

That night, He Yuzhu was kept in the hotel for a meeting to discuss the policy for tomorrow's talks.

Watching a group of elites discussing enthusiastically, He Yuzhu actually found a long-lost feeling, which was to stare and do nothing, feeling so good~

There is a saying that goes "If you don't agree, there's no need to talk too much." Now He Yuzhu feels like he has no common language with this group of elites.

If you don't believe me, listen to what they say.

Elite A: "Since the United States is here, we should be more humble. After all, China is a country of etiquette, right?"

Jia Sui: "Jia, you are right. The Northern Bear Country is eyeing us covetously. We need to have a good relationship with the United States. It is a powerful foreign aid."

B: "Ah~ yes~ yes~ yes~"

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He Yuzhu was very troubled by what he heard. The other party hadn't even said what to talk about yet, but his group was already in chaos.

Mr. Liu, who was listening to the suggestions on the spot, also shook his head. What kind of things were they sending?

"Quiet, look at what you are doing, this is a meeting room, not a vegetable market, there is no sound at all."

It's no wonder that Mr. Liu was so angry. Everything had been arranged, but another group of people stuffed in a group of high-minded but incompetent guys in the name of giving young people a chance.

"Zhu Zi, tell me what you think."

He Yuzhu was suddenly called upon by Mr. Liu and realized that he had no chance of catching the fish.

"Mr. Liu, my opinion is very simple. Let's wait and see what the United States says tomorrow. Right now, the enemy hasn't made a move yet, so we should just use static to dynamic."

"Zhu Zi, you are right. Let's adjourn the meeting. Let's see what the United States is up to tomorrow."

He Yuzhu thought to himself: "Mr. Liu, you have no moral integrity. You are putting me on the spot and becoming the opposite of this group of elites."

Of course, there were people who supported He Yuzhu. After all, Mr. Liu's people were in the majority. As soon as Mr. Liu left, they saw He Yuzhu stand up and they also stood up and prepared to go back to rest.

"Hey, stop right there. Which school did you graduate from? Let's have a debate."

He Yuzhu didn't want to pay attention to him. After all, it was so late and he was not made of iron. Who wouldn't feel sleepy?

Seeing that He Yuzhu was unmoved, Elite A felt more confident.

"You're not scared, are you just trying to make your boss happy?"

He Yuzhu thought that it would be better to just slap the annoying mosquito to death.

"First, where is the basic courtesy of that elite A? If you have no manners, don't bring shame to your alma mater."

"Second, straighten your back before you speak, or I'll think you're a new-age traitor. How come the United States is your daddy? Why are you praising it so much?"

"Good~"

"Zhu Zi, you are absolutely right. Some people are so bent that they almost forget who their ancestors are."

"If I were their ancestor, I would be so angry at this descendant that I would kick the coffin lid three feet high."

He Yuzhu once again witnessed the pride of the literati of this era. They were also men of iron will.

After being mocked and ridiculed by so many people, Elite A's face turned red, and he didn't know whether he was ashamed or angry. He Yuzhu thought the latter was more likely.

"Comrades, go to bed. We have to fight tomorrow."

"Let's go to bed~"

After He Yuzhu and the others walked away.

"Bang~" Passerby A angrily pushed the cup in front of him to the ground with one hand.

The security guards outside the door knew everything. As military men, they had long had no good feelings towards the Elite A group.

"Comrade, this is the state guesthouse, not your home. Who allowed you to destroy public property here? Buy a replacement tomorrow and report your name and position to me for criticism."

Elite A panicked all of a sudden. He felt good at the moment when he smashed the cup, but now he regretted it to death.

"Comrade, I will buy three tomorrow, no, ten, and forget about the notification."

"No, we have to buy the cups and send out the notice. Otherwise, I will report this to the leader directly. The consequences will be even more serious than this. You have to figure it out."

Seeing that the guard was also unmoved, Elite A thought that since the head of his department was his uncle, nothing should happen, so he accepted it with a pinch of his nose.

Before leaving, he gave the guard a fierce look, as if he wanted to eat him.

The guard has also been through blood, so he is not afraid of him.

"What? Are you still not convinced? Clean up the mess before you leave."

Elite A was frightened by his fierce look, and left in shame after cleaning up.

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"Erlang, what you mean is that you bunch of losers came here, the organization was uprooted, you didn't even win a cooking contest, and you even pissed off a leader to death?"

Jiro Honda looked at his angry godfather, fearing that he would get so angry that he would throw him out of the plane.

"Mr. Ji, it's not that we are incompetent, it's that the enemy is too cunning."

"There is a man named He Yuzhu in particular. The destruction of our organization and our defeat in the cooking competition are all related to him."

Kissinger, who was sitting in the upper seat, was also stunned.

"Erlang, you are kidding me, our intelligence agency has collected intelligence on Chinese high-level officials, and there is no such person as He Yuzhu."

"Mr. Ji, he is only in his twenties."

"How old are you? Are you sure you're not kidding?"

"Godfather, I'm sure."

Seeing that Kissinger was lost in thought, Jiro Honda knew that he should be able to fool him this time.

After all, it is better to live a miserable life than to die a good death. Look at those people who committed suicide by cutting their stomachs during the war. Aren’t they stupid? Don’t they know what our ancestor Xu Fu said: it is better to live a miserable life than to die a good death?

Originally, Kissinger felt that China was now facing internal and external troubles, and if he came as a savior, he would be able to achieve his goal easily. After all, before leaving, he and the president had agreed that the battle would be resolved within three days.

Now it seems that I have underestimated this great Eastern country.

"Erlang, you must be tired kneeling here. Get up and tell me all the information you know about the man called He Yuzhu."

"Clap~"

"You said he was a cook?"

"Clap~"

"Isn't he still an intelligence agent?"

"Clap~"

"Or is it the steel mill that makes steel?"

"Waste, a bunch of waste, get out~"

"Okay, Godfather Ji, do you think I should roll straight or back and forth?"

Kissinger was furious.

"Go to hell~"