After waiting for a while, Ye Chenghuan's phone rang. He picked up the phone and listened, and then said: "Now it's OK. Delete all copies of data and notify all the guys to give up their prey and return to the team for a big meal."

He put the phone back in his pocket, "Now you can calm down, let's talk about other things, like what tasks you said last night to give me."

Ye Weiguo narrowed his eyes: "You boy, you are so cruel."

Ye Chenghuan grinned: "Actually, you know very well that those five people are useless to you. After they came to China, they did not do anything that harms safety. You were reluctant to let go, just to try to bully me. Unfortunately, I never like to be threatened, and no one can do it. Now that the matter is resolved, we are not talking about interests, but feelings."

"So you've calculated everything. I really want to know what you've experienced in so many years, making you so experienced at a young age."

"To be honest, you should feel lucky, but I'm not your enemy."

"Good boy, speak hard enough."

"Who made me your grandson, right?" Ye Chenghuan laughed.

"You really want to do things for me?"

"If you are willing to give up the discount, even if you compensate for the incident just now, let you calm the fire."

Ye Weiguo nodded. He lost this game, although he was unwilling to accept it, there was no way. "You kid, don't have one set in person and one set behind your back. Go back and weave a basket to put your grandpa in."

"How could it be? No one can pretend to be you, right?"

Ye Weiguo was serious: "It's very simple. I just want you to meet a foreign guest as I am."

"Can you spoil the story background, character relationships, and wonderful dialogues?"

"Don't worry about all this, I'll tell you when I'm done after I'm done."

"Then I say whatever I do when I see him, I don't understand diplomatic matters."

"It's always true to nonsense."

"Nonsense?" Ye Chenghuan was surprised now. He was so arrogant that he actually asked himself to talk nonsense with other foreign guests?

"That's right, it's nonsense. You can tell whatever you want. As long as you can make him happy, he can tell you that he is willing to talk to you."

Ye Chenghuan was smiling bitterly. Although he was good at this, what important task was this?

"I didn't expect you to have a sense of humor..."

"Do you think I'm joking with you? If you think this task is very simple, you're wrong. We're talking nonsense and listening to nonsense every day, but we may not understand what nonsense is. Everyone thinks they can't be bullshit. In fact, nonsense is not something you can tell if you want to... This is a science. This nonsense does not mean that you talk about everything and say nothing. You have to be confused, don't know who you believe in, and which one is true and which one is fake, but smiles contemptuously there, and finally puts a conclusion in it. This conclusion, when you look at it from the front, it's right, you look at it from all aspects, it's right, so people believe it, and this is the real nonsense."

Ye Chenghuan was talking about the meaning of the words: "In fact, diplomacy itself is the biggest nonsense."

Ye Weiguo smiled: "A child can teach you."

"I'm not a diplomat, why should I choose me?"

"Because there are many kinds of nonsense, what I need this time is a person who can talk about salty eggs. Every sentence has no point and every word makes people unable to guess what you really mean. In this way, the other party will relax and become more likely to get close to you. Apart from you, I really can't find a second person suitable for this task."

Ye Chenghuan nodded with deep understanding: "No one is better than me in this regard. Have you found the right person this time... When will you leave?"

"Now."

"I'm the only one?"

"Yes. There is a black car downstairs. You get in the car directly. The driver will take you to the place you are going to, and someone will answer there." Ye Weiguo looked at him with a meaningful meaning: "It depends on whether you dare to go?"

Ye Chenghuan laughed: "I never had the word "fear" in my dictionary."

When he stood up and was about to leave, Ye Weiguo handed a kraft paper bag to him: "Pick this one."

"What's this?"

"I will tell you back, but don't open it before this." Ye Weiguo winked at Fang Gang. Fang Gang immediately understood and hid several micro eavesdropping devices and headsets on Ye Chenghuan.

Ye Weiguo then said: "I will know your situation at any time and give you orders at any time. All you have to do is execute it."

"Isn't it just nonsense? It's so grand. Is this Zhuge Liang's trick?"

Ye Weiguo patted his shoulder: "You will know soon. I hope you can tell me this."

Ye Chenghuan smiled unruly: "I mean nothing."

There was indeed a black sedan downstairs, and the engine was not turned off and waiting there. Ye Chenghuan only took a look and recognized that the license plate of the Ministry of National Defense was hung on the car.

He got into the car without saying anything. The car slowly started, left Yangliu Courtyard, and headed straight for a certain direction.

In the car, Ye Chenghuan held the kraft paper bag and pinched it with his hands. There should be nothing else except a stack of paper documents. Although he was repeatedly driven by curiosity, he did not open the paper bag because he knew that the old man’s warning was just the surface. In fact, the driver also had his own moves in the car, and the old man could see clearly.

By this time, Lin Guofeng and the others must have been safely separated and flew to the Mediterranean resort. What awaits them will be months of recuperation, as well as a bunch of beaches, sunshine, bikini beauties and banknotes.

So sometimes Ye Chenghuan wishes he was just an ordinary storm member. At least he could have a lot of free time to squander after completing the same task, but that was destined to be a dream. The leader of the Dark Storm was destined to have no holidays. Even if he didn't think about himself, he had to think about the bastards all over the world.

If the Dark Storm is an Internet terminal, then it is the root server. The Internet terminal can rest, but the root server is never free.

Although he has always worn a thick shell, he is still happy to do something for his grandfather who has loved him since childhood, let alone just silence it.

Just thinking about it all, the car had stopped unknowingly. Looking through the window, it turned out to be an open golf course. Ye Chenghuan was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this formal meeting would be chosen in such a place.

Just as I was about to get off the car, someone had already opened the car door for him. A man wearing sunglasses placed his hands on his lower abdomen and touched the corners of his mouth: "Mr. Gao, I have been waiting for a long time, please come with me."

Ye Chenghuan understood that this was the temporary identity given to him by his grandfather. Although he didn't know what the old man sold, this task looked quite interesting.

He followed the man into the golf course, got on a ball cart, slowly drove past the undulating lawn, and soon came to a relatively high terrain. From a distance, he saw several people swaying freely with clubs, occasionally making a few hearty laughs.

The man got off the cart and said, "Sorry, I'm not convenient for me to go with you."

Ye Chenghuan smiled kindly and walked away alone.

Hearing the footsteps, the few people turned around. Although one of the middle-aged men was the shortest, it was easy to see that he was the chief among all the people.

He handed the club to the person next to him, slowly came over a few steps, bowed very standardly, and said in very authentic Chinese dialect: "Mr. Gao, please take care of me when I first meet."

It turns out that the so-called foreign guests are from R?

However, this person's Chinese dialect is more authentic than that of Chinese people, and even has some of the curling tongue sounds of Beijing movies.

Ye Chenghuan kept silent and shook hands with the man with a smile: "I'm sorry, I've been waiting for you for a long time. The road conditions in Yanjing are worse than shit."

The man was stunned, but unexpectedly, the dignified officer actually had a big surprise when he opened his mouth.

He then called him a haha, "The common problem in big cities, haha, Tokyo is not much better. I'll introduce it to you."

As he said that, he took Ye Chenghuan to the other people, "This is the military officer of the Embassy in Beijing, Toshiro Ito... This is the military officer of Haizi Tsuna Notoo... This is the military officer of Sora Kashiki Masuke... This is the military officer of Luzi Aoda Joji..."

"Please take care of me." The last man bowed, raised his head and met Ye Chenghuan, both of them were shocked.

It’s really a narrow road for enemies. Ye Chenghuan never expected that this guy named Qingtian Rangci was the one who was slapped by him in Piaoxiang Pavilion a few days ago. There are still a slap mark on his face.

Now I finally figured it out that the so-called foreign guests were actually senior military officials of the R-country Embassy in Beijing. It seemed that the people who were having dinner in Juxian Hall that day were the ones present, but only Qingtian asked the second person to come forward.

Meeting on such an occasion will inevitably lead to embarrassment. Ye Chenghuan smiled embarrassedly: "Good to do it."

Qingtian made a trace of anger flash across Ji's face, but it was not easy to get angry, so he had to pretend that it was his first meeting.

"You are..." Ye Chenghuan asked the middle-aged man.

The man smiled kindly: "I am the embassy warrior Nagayamada Daiji."

This guy looked pretty, but he didn't expect that he was the chief military officer of the embassy.
Chapter completed!