The words of the Black Demon made Wei Changcheng fall into deep thought. After a while, he said: "I have to meet that boy Yu Fei. In this way, you inform him immediately and let him come to Yanjing to see me as soon as possible. Go."

"Yes." The black devil leader took the order and left.

Compared to asking Yu Fei to put on his military uniform again, this order is much simpler.

Outside, reception room.

A beautiful girl in green dress with a cute ponytail, full of youthful atmosphere, was waiting for Boss Wei's "summoning".

This person is You Lingling, the sister of the black demon You Zhiheng, nicknamed Elf.

"Hey, secretary elder brother, who is the Chief of Staff meeting? When will he see me? Please urge me, okay?"

The words of the secretary's elder brother made the secretary's bones soft, and he wanted to go through fire and water for the beautiful girl immediately.

Unfortunately, he still didn't have the courage in the end.

Boss Wei has already told her to wait here, so she can only wait.

"Cough cough." There was no way, the secretary brother had to cough a few times to hide his embarrassment and inability: "That, reporter You, the leader, the person he is approaching is your brother."

The secretary still "betrayed" the information to the beautiful girl.

"My brother?" You Lingling raised her eyebrows and suddenly she rose up, raised her cute little mouth and said angrily: "He is not a big shot, why should we let others wait here? No, I'll go by myself."

"Hey, Miss Lingling, don't do it." The secretary quickly dissuaded: "The chief personally told you to wait here, just wait here."

"Brother Secretary, don't worry, I won't make it difficult for you." You Lingling looked like she knew how to consider people: "If the leader blames you, I will plead for you."

"Uh." The secretary was a kid. At that time, the chief was really blamed. Is it useful for you to plead with love?

"Who is yelling?" Fortunately, You Zhiheng came out and helped the secretary a lot.

When You Lingling saw that it was You Zhiheng, she rushed up immediately and said angrily: "Hmph, I thought it was some big shot. It turned out that it was you. I was thrown here by the leader for a long time and no one paid attention to it."

"The other secretary has been with you all the time, isn't anyone paying attention to this?" You Zhiheng said with a straight face.

"No, I don't mean that." You Lingling stomped her feet: "Forget it, I won't tell you anymore. I'm going to see the leader."

"What are you going to go? Come home with me." You Zhiheng shouted seriously: "The leader is busy, how can you see you a girl?"

"What little girl? I'm a real military newspaper reporter now. I'm qualified to meet the leader. You can't control it anyway." The elf raised her cute nose and looked very arrogant.

"What a shame?" You Zhiheng's mouth twitched: "Okay, the leader said he wouldn't see you, go back with me. Don't bother the leader, they are busy. Also, don't mention the word you want to interview. It's still confidential now. Since you are a reporter from the Military Daily, you should understand the principle of confidentiality."

"I didn't even say it. How do you know what I'm going to interview?" the elf muttered, but obviously his momentum became weaker.

You Zhiheng sighed: "Let's go, let's talk about it when you go back."

The elf was no longer stubborn, responded gently, and followed out of the reception room.

In the car leaving, You Zhiheng looked at the reporter's certificate hanging on the elf's chest and sighed helplessly: "You really have to be a reporter."

"That's not, I think this profession is quite suitable for me." The elf smiled playfully and said, "Hey, brother, do you know any news about the goddess kiss? Let me reveal it."

You Zhiheng's face turned gloomy: "I've said this now, it's a secret. You can't say it randomly, do you understand?"

"What are you doing so fiercely? Just say some information that can be published. If you don't say anything that needs to be kept confidential, you just say it. Uh, no, you tell me everything you know. I promise not to report it, just treat it as satisfying my curiosity. OK, my good brother." The elf grabbed You Zhiheng's arm and acted coquettishly.

"No, it's not possible." You Zhiheng refused to give him any face.

"Hmph, you can't pull it down." The elf shook his hand with a whirring movement, causing You Zhiheng's body to shake. With a "bang", something fell off You Zhiheng's body.

"What?" The elf saw it and his beautiful eyes were stunned. It turned out to be a book.

You Zhiheng reached out to pick up the book on the ground. It was the Tianlang that Wei Changcheng gave him to him for reading.

"Did you write this book?" You Zhiheng glanced at the elf next to him, stared at the cover of the book and looked at it: "Tianlang, author: The sad elf."

The elf pouted: "I wrote it, you can read it too."

"I'm just about to see, the Chief of Staff gave me." You Zhiheng replied.

The elf's eyes lit up, and a trace of surprise flashed across his pretty face: "What did you say? The chief gave it to you?"

"Yes, he has a high evaluation of this book and he specifically told me to read it carefully. When I go back, I will read it carefully." You Zhiheng said seriously: "Lingling, I can write a spirit of reflecting the selfless dedication of our soldiers. I am very happy, but I have noticed that some things cannot be written in randomly. You must understand the principle of confidentiality. Do you understand?"

You Zhiheng did not forget to give solemn instructions.

"Brother, I know. Of course I don't know what I shouldn't write. They understand." The elf said dissatisfiedly: "I thought they were ignorant girls. Let me tell you that I can enter the newspaper. The principle of confidentiality is a compulsory course. I got the full mark."

"Okay, you're amazing, this is OK, I won't talk about you anymore." The black demon had to beg for forgiveness. Looking at the book title and the pseudonym on the cover, he couldn't help asking: "By the way, why did you think of using this name as the book title? Why did you give such a pseudonym? Who is the sad elf sad for, Yu Fei?"

It would be fine if you didn’t mention Yu Fei. When you mentioned Yu Fei, the elf’s mood immediately became depressed, and a faint sadness appeared all over his body. Now he has become a “sad elf”.

You Zhiheng frowned: "What's wrong?"

"Brother, do you know why I want to write this book?" the elf asked leisurely, with sadness flashing in his eyes: "Because I want people to know his story and his greatness. And this pseudonym, when I knew the moment he sacrificed, I, the cheerful elf, became a sad elf."

"Uh, so that's how it is." You Zhiheng rubbed his forehead: "That, sister, there is nothing between you and Yu Fei. Are you sad for him?"

"Who said nothing, he saved my life." The elf said loudly.

You Zhiheng smiled bitterly: "He has saved more people, and many of them are still beautiful women. If every woman wants to marry him and like him, what should he do? If it was ancient times, he could have both of you, but now it is not ancient times. He can only ask for one woman. Some women are destined to be able to bless him silently and watch him be happy, right?"

You Zhiheng felt it was necessary to pull his sister out of the blind quagmire of love, because he knew that it was impossible for her and Yu Fei.

The elf fell into silence, lowered his head, looking sad.

"Oh." After a long time, she sighed slowly: "Brother, no one knows life or death now. What's the point of saying this?"

"But he is still alive now, live well." You Zhiheng's words were like a thunderclap in the elf's mind.

"What did you say?" A scream rang in the car, scaring You Zhiheng. The driver was even more frightened. His hand holding the steering wheel shook and the car rushed towards the street lights on the side of the road.
Chapter completed!