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Chapter 132 The Strongest Defense Zhou Fengxian

"Tchaikov... have you taken a fancy to that interpreter?" At the moment the door was closed, Andrei put his arms on his chest and leaned against the wall before speaking.

Tchaikov unbuttoned his suit, opened the cabinet door, took out a hanger from inside, hung up the clothes and said, "Don't you think he is cute?"

Andre frowned, "You should know that the relationship between their country and our country is very tense now. Even if you really like him, but I heard that the parents of Chinese people pay great attention to blood inheritance. Do you think the other party will Agree? You don't like to force others."

"So I'm trying to make the other party have a good impression of me during this time!" Tchaikov reached out and patted the other party's shoulder, then walked to the side sofa and sat down, leaning his body back.

Andre glanced at the other party, sat beside him and said, "But what if the other party doesn't want to?"

"Then we can only..." Tchaikov showed a hint of confusion on his face.

"What do you want to do?" Andre asked with staring eyes, "I tell you, don't underestimate anyone, especially this nation.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything that endangers diplomatic relations, although the relationship is now like thin ice." Tchaikov said with a smile.

"I think you'd better be a little bit defensive. I feel that he is a trainer, and his force value is not low." Andre is a soldier with very sensitive five senses. He feels that although Jiang He looks gentle , but people in this country always use small things to make big gains. It is possible that an inconspicuous person on the side of the road will become your lifelong shadow.

"That's why I like him more." Tchaikov

Standing up, patted the other person on the shoulder, then turned and left.

"Hey, hey, where are you going?" Andre called, standing up.

"Of course I'm going to find a cozy corner for afternoon tea, I won't let down this beautiful daylight." Tchaikov waved his hand and left here.

……

In Room 409 opposite, Jiang He turned his neck as soon as he entered the room, and then said to Zhou Fengxian, "Brother Zhou, just sit down, I'll get you a cup of tea, by the way, how is Niuniu?"

Zhou Fengxian's frowning face, when he heard Jiang He mentioning his precious daughter, immediately complained, "What are you talking about, ever since you hugged that girl, you have been asking Brother He every day? Did Mom and Dad hide him?" I got up, and I was the first two older, and I had no choice but to stuff the doll you bought for her back then, so she was willing to sleep."

Jiang He didn't expect the little girl to be so stubborn, "I'll go over and have a look when I'm done with the work here, and you can talk to Niu Niu."

Hearing Jiang He mentioned work, Zhou Fengxian put on a serious face, and then ignored the fact that there were only two people in the room, and lowered his voice, "Do you think there is something wrong with the way that Tchaikov looked at you, and he What kind of shepherd is that, I remember I heard it from someone before, but I have a hunch that it is not a good thing.

I will sleep in your place tonight, I will watch over you, anyway, you have two beds here, it doesn't matter if you lend me one. "

Jiang He doesn't care. When he first started his business, he often shared a hotel room with his employees, and Zhou Fengxian was worried about himself. Anyway, it's boring for him to sleep here alone, and it's good to have someone as a companion." By the way, brother, is there any lively place here?".

"In our place, at night, there are some masters and old ladies who come out to relax, and there are some stores and restaurants, just that street." Zhou Fengxian stretched his arms, opened the curtains and looked outside, and then said .

"I..." Jiang He actually wanted to talk to the other party about his parents, but he didn't know how to start.

"Knock, knock!" At this time, there was a knock on the door, which interrupted the conversation between the two. Zhou Fengxian came to the door, and as soon as he opened it, he saw Tchaikov standing outside with a smile on his face. After seeing him again, he froze for a moment, "Mr. Zhou is also here?"

"Oh, Jiang He is my younger brother. Since I don't know the place well, I always have to help my family to watch, in case something that doesn't have eyes breaks in. Does Mr. Rocky need our help?" Zhou said Fengxian had a smile on his face, and his heart was full of criticism.

"Oh, I want to ask is there any place where I can drink afternoon tea?" Tchaikov actually felt like he had eaten a fly in his heart. He always felt that this person was here to watch him on purpose.

"Oh, I know a family that specializes in afternoon tea, Lao Mo, I'll take you there." This time Zhou Fengxian spoke pure Da Mao language, which surprised Tchaikov "In that case, thank you .”

"Which one is Comrade Jiang He? I have your number at the front desk." Another female voice cut in.

Jiang He hurried over, "It's me, I'll go there now."

So regardless of the sparks between the two, Jiang He followed the waitress to the front desk on the fourth floor. He was still a little surprised, who would call him, picked up the phone and asked carefully, "Hello? I'm Jiang He, may I ask?" Who are you?"

"It's me—" Lu Mingfeng's voice came from the other end of the phone. When Jiang He heard it, he wondered if something happened in the village. "Mingfeng? Why did you call suddenly? It's my grandma, grandmother……"

"They are all fine. It's just that when I was sorting out your textbooks, I found something missing. I will come over tomorrow and pick you up by the way." Lu Mingfeng's words made Jiang He a little puzzled. Shall I go home? Your leg is healed?" He remembered that the other party's leg was still a little unsteady when he left today, why did it suddenly heal?

"Well, I'm still a little uncomfortable, but I'll come by car." Lu Mingfeng just said lightly, but there was no doubt about it.

"That's fine!" Jiang He was also thinking about Tchaikov's side, and he estimated that he would leave tomorrow night at most the day after tomorrow, and it would be nice to go home with him. "Then be careful on the road, and remember to follow him when you arrive Let me tell you."

"Okay!" Lu Mingfeng dropped the word, and hung up the phone directly, leaving Jiang He in a daze, and came to the county just for a few books? Isn't it good to call and ask him to bring them?

"No? Old Lu, what are you doing?" On Lu Mingfeng's side, Gao Youhui couldn't understand his good brother. "Xiao He, what are you worried about?"

"I said, it's for the teaching materials, you seem dissatisfied?" Lu Mingfeng said coolly.

Gao Youhui was stared at by the other party, and finally lowered his head in shame, "Dad, I was wrong!" Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the cup on Lu Mingfeng's desk was empty, so he immediately turned into a dogleg, "Old Lu, Do you want to drink tea? I will pour you a cup myself!"

Yang Guojun, who watched Gao Youhui's constant death, exchanged glances with Yun Zhong. The young man really knew how to play, and then they all lowered their heads and continued to process the documents in their hands.

To be honest, the office is actually pretty cool.