1261. Tracing the stream (21)
Secondly, I remember the year-round words, and the reason is nothing new, I went abroad for a vacation with my beautiful and hotly dressed foreign girlfriend, and I won't be able to come back for a while. According to what he said, the future will be long anyway, and there will be opportunities in the future.
Casually dying, he is alone, he has broken up with his girlfriend for a long time, he is currently flying solo, holding a lot of power, and he is worth a lot of money, and he is comfortable and comfortable in Taizhou Port. I didn't find a reason to excuse myself when I came before, and even brought my forty-seven-year-old cousin Feng Qingyang, and asked Tiandao Company to mobilize the aircraft and send it to the floating flagship docked in the deep sea area.
Because of the limited number of people who came voluntarily, the flagship arranged by the Dragoon Rider looks like the volume of an ordinary aviation passenger vehicle, with a length of only more than 70 meters, and the hollow part of the cabin cross-section is about six meters.
Nothing else is noticeable, and stopping in the middle of the night in the inaccessible deep-sea area is unlikely to cause onlookers.
There is no doubt that Chu Ruming, a shareholder of the company, did not move, and came by himself.
"I've been impatient for a long time, and today...... If it hangs like this tonight, it will also be a good story, and Lao Tzu is still a legend. ”
Chu Ruming lit a cigar when he entered the cockpit, and was glared at by the dragoon, so he stared back decisively, and then he seemed to be politely dissipating the smoke, and there was no ventilation fan in the cockpit, but the air cleaning function was both keen and efficient, and the smell of smoke disappeared when it was slightly inducted.
Obviously, a large proportion of friends who are willing to take the initiative to come to this flagship today have similar feelings with him.
Walking with Chu Ruming is as he wishes, and he seems extremely quiet when he sits down, but his wife, who is dressed plainly, is very curious, looking around, greeting everyone, looking simple and enthusiastic, and she brought a lot of food and drink, inviting everyone to taste.
She is a native of Taizhou Port, who has lived in the local area for generations, and is quite particular about local products, which really opened the eyes of several friends who have settled here for more than a year.
Fuguimei and He Fangjing have sweet mouths, Lan Shuilan and Xiao Liyun are also smiling, and several women are chattering non-stop, and they get along very well.
"So, why did Brother Qingyang come?" Xiao Fan asked in surprise.
More than three hours ago, when talking about this in the chat room, Feng Qingyang did not participate, he was older, and his participation in this circle of friends was low.
After four share expansions of Tiandao Company, in the diluted equity of Chu Ruming, Zhang Feng, and Chang Han, Feng Qingyang still holds a negligible fraction of a share, but most of the objects of daily interaction are the equity holders of Tiandao Company or the staff of various departments, and they do not have much contact with their friends in the Demon Dao.
"His son is nineteen years old and sent out to college."
didn't wait for Feng Qingyang to answer, just die and immediately answered, which caused a lot of laughter.
Yang Ye said with a smile: "In other words, Uncle Qing Yang has completed the responsibility of inheriting future generations, made due contributions to the reproduction and continuation of human beings, and his life has entered a new link, so it will be ...... It's called freedom! ”
"Ah Huo is talking about the settlement of the life account and the welcome of a person's new role in the universe, casually thoughtful, hehe." Qian Mao also quipped.
Several women couldn't help but look at Feng Qingyang, probably worried that this person couldn't afford to joke. Feng Qingyang is not tall, his facial contours are clear, but he is quite unharmonious, his eyes are small, his eyebrows are thick, his nose is collapsed, his chin is narrow and pointed, and his appearance is indeed a little ugly.
Feng Qingyang smiled: "What are you talking about...... I have confidence in Pears, even if I don't have faith, I'm not a lonely person drifting in the universe, don't you have everyone to accompany me? ”
"I can trust pears." He nodded as he wished, as if agreeing with himself, so his gaze turned to his new wife, and his expression softened.
He married his wife, all his friends were kept in the dark, no one noticed, and the problem was solved quietly, it is said that he went abroad for more than two months, and this honeymoon period is really long enough, but the game helmet is carried with him, and most of the time he is online. Even Mr. Kong Ming, Thundershower, Wound Traceless, Qian Mao and other high-level officials of the Donghua Empire, no one noticed it.
As for Zhang Yuqiang, he also failed to catch the car, and is currently waiting at home in Liulongwan, it is said that his wife Lu Yucheng has a secret knot, and in the spring twilight of next year, he must have two sons.
Kong Yingming shouted that he was coming, but was persuaded to retire by Yang Ye and Nie Yuqing, his research on bioelectricity reached a critical juncture, and he had not logged in to the Demon Dao for many days.
Is the Arabian Nights fantasy of believing Xiao Fan's legend based on his trust in Xiao Fan, or is it based on not being afraid of death and getting tired of living? This matter is a matter of opinion, in short, the friends who are in the flagship are estimated to have their own plans.
"This brother ......" Zhang Feng looked at the tall, handsome, and thirty-year-old dragon rider, a little unsure of where to start, but in the end, he said: "This flying machine has a special shape, this dragon rider brother, doesn't he need to rush to the cockpit to control the flight?" ”
This is really the common suspicion of everyone, since everyone boarded the ship, the dragoon has been standing stupidly aside, until everyone is almost here, Xiao Fan gave a wide and empty introduction to his friends, the content of the introduction is simple and empty, and it is like introducing a servant.
Xiao Fan's original words were: This guy is called Dragoon, today's driver, take us to meet the little pig.
"There is no cockpit." The Dragoon said casually, his voice was full of the magnetism of the golden and jade strikes, the infectious power was obviously strong, and he used extremely standard Mandarin Chinese, he shook his head, and said: "The Divine Monarch has given an order, the ship will take off, and we will embark on the journey immediately." ”
"Divine Monarch ......" Zhang Feng stopped talking, glanced at Xiao Fan, and immediately retracted his gaze.
Therefore, everyone's eyes came to Xiao Fan's face.
Xiao Fan sat and sipped straw feed with a big grin, but he didn't make a sound, and Wang Mingming leaned on his left shoulder, which seemed to be intimate and uncomfortable, this affection seemed to be very regardless of the occasion, not to mention that a group of friends were there, Nie Yuqing, Lan Shuilan, He Fangjing, including Tianya were still present!
Xiao Liyun glared at her son and said, "You kid is quite famous!" Actually returned to the gods? I see you're almost nervous! ”
"Shenjun is just a noun, the same as nerves, in essence, there is not much difference." Xiao Fan continued to look like the old god was there, and he looked very bad.
Thunderstorm suddenly said, "So, do you have to wait a little longer, Brother Chun?" Are he sure he'll come? Bai Xuemei will also come? ”
Xiao Fan nodded and said, "It's coming, it's okay." ”