You Are My Wings

Seeing that Ale didn't speak, Park Zhengtai asked again, "Or some black tea? Juice? Soda water?"

As he spoke, he sat down on the sofa, and a subordinate next to him immediately went over to pour wine for him.

Ale walked over in a restrained manner, but did not take a seat while standing in front of Park Zhengtai.

He just looked at Park Zhengtai like this, hesitated, and said, "Mr. Park, I want to ask you a question."

"Huh? Excuse me," Park Zhengtai raised his eyebrows and changed to a comfortable sitting position, "and can we sit down first? We are friends, aren't we? If you are so restrained, it will be very outrageous. Why don't you sit down? Say?"

"Okay..." Ale nodded and took Uncle Bo to sit down opposite Park Zhengtai.

The soft sofa made Uncle Bo a little excited, but Uncle Bo's excitement was suppressed by Ale.

Now is a very important occasion, and Ale doesn't want Uncle Bo to make trouble.

After he sat down, he took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Park Zhengtai, what do you want to do with me? Are you trying to arrest me for the person from Bureau 51? The conversation between you and them, I Heard it before."

Park Zhengtai was a little surprised, "Did you hear what we said when I was negotiating with Director Lin of Bureau 51... Well, I said, why do you seem to react so strangely?"

He said, smiled, got up and poured a glass of red wine for Ale and Uncle Bo, and then said with a smile, "Ale, you are Chinese, you should know that old Chinese saying, called falsehood and falsehood. We Now they are all on the land managed by Bureau 51. No matter what, we should not offend them on the surface. Although we promised them on the surface, it is not necessary to follow their opinions on what we should do... Let me say this, can you Understand?"

Ale was stunned, "You...you mean you're just lying to those people?"

"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't have sent someone to pick you up," Park Zhengtai smiled kindly, without any evil intentions at all, "If I really want to help the people in Bureau 51 catch you, you have already tied up."

Ale thought about it, it seems that this is the truth, but...

"What do you want me to do for you?" Ale asked.

From the young man's point of view, the 51 rounds were so powerful, but Park Zhengtai would rather offend those people and help himself, which seems unreasonable to him.

Although Ale does not doubt the existence of good people in the world, his years of wandering experience have made him understand that what he needs to beware of more often is the possible bad people.

Even if you are deceived by bad people only once, you may lose something very important.

So the Korean uncle in front of him looked very kind, but Ah Le still wanted to ask clearly, "The 51 rounds are so powerful, wouldn't it be dangerous for you to help me? Why do you want to help me?"

Ale's question was straightforward, but it went straight to the core of the question.

Obviously, Park Zhengtai did not expect that the young man in front of him would ask this question so directly that he was a little surprised.

The atmosphere in the house was a little awkward.

After a few seconds, Park Zhengtai shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Well, since you asked Ale so straightforwardly, then I'll tell you directly."

Looking at the boy in front of him, Park Zhengtai sighed and said, "As you can see, Ale, I am actually from Korea and I am a person with abilities. And the people in Bureau 51 are also persons with abilities, just like ordinary people. People with abilities also have a country."

"And I am a capable person in South Korea. Of course, the people in Bureau 51 are capable persons of the Chinese government."

"And between us, there is a big difference, that is, there are many people in China, and under the huge population base, the ability of the Chinese government is much stronger than that of our South Korea... Whether it is in terms of quantity or quality, We all lack enough talent in Korea.”

Looking at Ah Le's eyes, Park Zhengtai said, "And you are our most scarce talent. In China, you may not be valued, but if you come to our South Korea, with your aptitude and ability, you can definitely be reused. "

Ale blinked, "You mean... want me to go to Korea to join you?"

Park Zhengtai nodded, "Yes, we hope to get your help. You are a very talented person. Joining us can give you more that China can't give you. It is definitely much better than your current life."

Ale thought for a while and shook his head, "This... I'm sorry to say that, but I... uh... I have no idea of ​​going abroad for the time being, so I'm so sorry, I can't go to Korea with you. Sorry... "

Park Zhengtai smiled and shook his head, "You don't have to give me an answer so quickly, you can stay for a while, and then think about it slowly. This kind of important thing can't be thought of for a while. Think about it, and give me an answer in two days."

With that said, Park Zhengtai stood up, smiled and patted Ah Le's shoulder, "You must be tired, so stay here and rest first. Tell me after you sleep, but remember to think about it quickly. Although I can hide you for a while, I can't hide you for too long. If people from Bureau 51 come to your door, they won't be as talkative as me..."

Chapter 249 Misunderstanding

"I seem to be in the hospital all the time lately..."

Sitting on the hospital bed, Li Mubai suddenly said these words inexplicably, "I've even been hospitalized now, so should I go to fortune-telling? Could it be that I've been hit by some bad luck recently? I feel a little bit. Bad luck."

Qingqing, who was peeling apples for him, gave him a white look and said, "How old are you, uncle? Are you still superstitious about these things?"

"Hey... stinky girl, don't you know that the older you get, the more you believe in these things?" Li Mubai glared at Qingqing, thought about it, and sighed, "Well, actually, I don't believe in that stuff either?" It's just too boring to lie on the hospital bed, so let's go to the nearby temple to ask for a visa, just take a walk."

After Qingqing finished cutting the apple and took a bite, she handed the missing piece of apple to Li Mubai and said, "Don't even think about it, the doctor said, you have to observe for another day today. Today you just lie down obediently. Don't think about running around on the hospital bed, you want to go out for a walk, and I will accompany you when you are healed."

Li Mubai sighed, "I've already said that I'm not sick. Although I've suffered a little injury, isn't it almost healed? It's fine."

Qingqing glared at him with her cheeks puffed up, "You said there is no problem, right? You are not a doctor! Listen to the doctor."

Li Mubai looked helpless, "You are more long-winded than old mother. This hospital is so boring, I will definitely get moldy lying here all day."

Qingqing thought for a while, then took out her mobile phone, "Why don't we play games, uncle, it won't be boring to play games. Recently, I'm playing a game called Pesticide for the Dead. It's very interesting. Let's play together."

Li Mubai rolled his eyes, "How much did the deceased pesticide give you? You advertise it like this... I don't want to play such a boring game."

Qingqing stared at him angrily, "Really don't play?"

"Don't play."

"Absolutely not?"

"Don't play," Li Mubai said lightly, "Even if I, Li Mubai, were bored to death lying on the hospital bed, I would definitely not play this kind of rubbish game only played by elementary school students!"

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