Siheyuan: Since 51

Ke Yuehan didn't give up, raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Lin Zhiyuan paused, chuckled and shook his head.

"So what if it's uncomfortable? Aniya is an individual and has the right to choose what to do. You know, people should be gentlemen, and the rabbit has a foothold in the whole village, so is it not the same?"

John Ke had already started to dabble in rabbit culture a long time ago.

Especially in recent years, I have become familiar with Lin Zhiyuan, communicated with Rabbit more and more frequently, and studied him in depth. Naturally, I understand what a gentleman is, but I don’t understand it very well.

In his mind, no matter how people get along with each other or how countries interact with each other, profit should be the top priority. So-called emotions will only affect rational judgment.

In other words, relationships cost money.

Seeing Lin Zhiyuan's calm and nonchalant attitude, Ke Yuehan gave up the idea of ​​double row.

"Ania has offended everyone she can. In addition, there is little arable land in the country. If there is no external support, there will be a food shortage in the next few years."

Lin Zhiyuan took a puff of cigarette, understood instantly, and immediately gave a reassurance.

"Well, it's not just him. There's a shortage of rabbits too. Now there are more people from North Korea, which is tens of millions."

John Ke raised his eyebrows and laughed heartily.

"Hahaha."

……

Time passed day by day, and since then, cold air arrived and the capital city completely entered winter.

The details of the transaction between Rabbit, Bear and Stick have been basically finalized.

During this period, Jin Zhengyang asked more than once how to make use of limited resources and specialize in one thing?

Lin Zhiyuan did not give a direct answer. He simply quoted classics to point out that people cannot live without food and medicine, and then he said no more.

However, he still gave instructions to the negotiation team privately, either implicitly or explicitly, to tell them that the medicinal materials were scarce and that they would take as many as they could get.

As for how the North Koreans choose and what they do, there is no interference and no need to interfere.

In the blink of an eye, it is New Year's Day.

On the first day of the 70th year, a warm current from the other side of the ocean blew into the capital, inappropriately but just right.

Nanyuan, 11:00 am.

Silver One slowly landed on the runway with a roar.

The gentleman took the lead, walked out of the hall, and stood there with a smile on his face.

"Bah."

A long sound was heard, the hatch opened, and the escalator landed on the ground.

Then, Xiao Ni came out, waved to everyone, and walked slowly down.

There are still three or four steps off the ground. Stretch out your right hand and slightly quicken your pace.

Across from me, the gentleman had a smile on his face, making people feel like spring breeze.

With everyone at the scene holding their breath and staring in front of countless eyes and camera lenses, a few seconds later, two hands spanning half the globe were tightly clasped together.

At this time, Lin Zhiyuan was also there, more than two meters behind, chatting in private with the brigade commander.

After a brief greeting and watching the ceremonial performance, the group headed straight to the fish restaurant.

After all, there was no formal intersection, and in order to avoid confusion of standards, there were naturally no welcoming crowds and flowers when passing by the famous streets. Xiao Ni was surprised about this, but he could understand it.

In the afternoon, the old man gave a philosophy lesson to the good students who came from afar. As for business, he didn't talk about it at all.

Xiao Ni was just like Jin Zhengyang before, as if facing a formidable enemy. He listened attentively and sweated profusely.

That night, the gentleman hosted a banquet.

As they clinked glasses and chatted, the conversation at the table became lively, and before they knew it, the topic turned to Lin Zhiyuan.

Xiao Ni laughed heartily and spoke slowly.

"Lin, I've heard of your name a lot. I've heard people mention you more than once, especially John Ke, who thinks highly of you."

Lin Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows slightly and responded with a smile.

"Really? I have a bad temper and I had a lot of arguments with John Ke. I'm flattered to be recognized by him."

After saying that, he smacked his lips and asked back.

"The whole village has a bad opinion of me. Mr. Xiaoni, what do you think?"

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Ni's mind flashed with Ke John's evaluation.

Lin Zhiyuan is impulsive but principled. You may feel uncomfortable with him at first, but he is straightforward and has a bit of Western frankness. Of course, he also has some Rabbit Tai Chi skills. In short, he is more like a contradictory combination of East and West.

At this point, the contradiction is a hidden conflict. It is difficult to judge whether it is about people or things. It is likely to be a bit of both.

Xiao Ni's heart moved and he understood everything. Although he was caught off guard, he had been in all kinds of occasions and met all kinds of people, so he naturally had no shortage of ways to deal with it.

"Rumors don't count. If you want to really get to know someone, you have to get along with them, work with them, and then gradually judge them."

Lin Zhiyuan nodded vigorously and spread his hands.

"But I clearly didn't do anything, but there are ridiculous remarks from the outside world, saying that I'm a lunatic and a destabilizing factor for the entire village. Tell me, who can I turn to for justice?"

Xiao Ni just paused for a moment and then shrugged his shoulders as he spoke.

"You should understand that it is normal to be misunderstood by others because you don't understand them. For example, everyone likes Fulin. After all, in US dollars, it represents wealth, but no one knows that Fulin does not love money."

After saying that, he smiled and made an assurance.

"Lin, don't worry. Now that we know each other, I will really get to know you and clear your name when I come back."

Lin Zhiyuan laughed a few times, picked up the wine cup and gestured.

"Okay, come on, I'll toast you a glass."

The two of them exchanged words, and the gentleman smiled slightly and watched the show quietly.

At this time, there were no reporters and it was not a live broadcast. The purpose was to test Xiao Ni's sincerity and bottom line. He also thought that if someone did it for him, he would naturally be happy to see it happen.

Lin Zhiyuan clinked glasses with Xiao Ni, drank, and then asked lightly.

"Mr. Xiao Ni, I have never been to Da Piaoliang, and my understanding of you is only superficial. I heard that in Da Piaoliang, personal property is sacred and inviolable. I wonder if it is true or not?"

Xiao Ni slowly put down the wine cup, his eyes flashed, and he secretly complained.

Debate?

Ten years ago, as the deputy decision-maker, I had a heated argument with Xiao He in the kitchen.

Although there is no winner, the game has been passed down to this day.

Could it be that tonight will add another entry to the history books?

Thinking of this, he curled the corners of his mouth and spoke in a very firm tone.

"Of course, Da Piaoliang respects everyone, including personal property, which is the foundation of our country."

Lin Zhiyuan nodded thoughtfully, then looked puzzled and asked back.

"But I also heard that the tax collected by Da Piaoliang is not low. Isn't it personal property? Isn't it the wealth created by the people? Why should we hand it over?"

The angle is tricky: capitalist exploitation is the opposite of the inviolability of personal property.

For a moment, Xiao Ni was stunned, frowned slightly, and waved to the assistant.

"The food is delicious. I've already eaten. I'm used to having a cigar after dinner. Is that okay?"

"of course."

Lin Zhiyuan simply agreed and followed suit, only he took out a pack of Panda cigarettes from his pocket and gave one to each of the smoking guys at the table.

Xiao Ni cut off the cigarette butt, lit it with a lighter, and took a slow puff with a very graceful movement.

Several big men were even quicker, lighting cigarettes, putting them in their mouths, and looking over together. It was obvious that they were enjoying the show.

Lin Zhiyuan smiled, smoked, and waited for the next words.