After the breakup, I brought glory to my family and country

Chapter 21 021: Looking through the window

"Captain of the Women's Basketball National Team, Asian Cup MVP, Song Zhi." This line appears at the end of the page.

A flash of surprise flashed across his eyes, and it disappeared in an instant. He stopped rummaging, closed the list calmly, and threw it on the table casually, with a deliberately embarrassed look on his face.

"Why don't you continue reading?" Li Lingsong asked knowingly.

"Mr. Li has already spoken. I can't refute your face, so I will help you." Jiang Yu looked like "I reluctantly agreed because of your face." His face didn't turn red when he said it, and his heart didn't beat.

That's not what you just said
Li Lingsong sees through things but doesn't tell them. As a young man, it's normal to save face, and he understands that.

Jiang Yu left after discussing the specific details with him.

After Jiang Yu left, he immediately took out his mobile phone and sent a message to his pinned friend on WeChat named "Lonely Wolf": Yanbai, your Jiang family really can't live without me.

Lone Wolf:?
Alone Tiger in the Mountain: Your careless grandson is back.

Lone Wolf: I have no grandchildren.

The only tiger in the mountain: I have found a granddaughter-in-law for you.

Lone Wolf: Where are my eldest grandson and eldest grandson’s wife!
Alone Tiger in the Mountain: Keep it a secret.

Lone Wolf: How is my eldest grandson’s wife’s temperament?

Dusty Heart: Confidential.

Lone Wolf: You can always tell whether my eldest grandson-in-law is a boy or a girl.

Li Lingsong was stunned for a moment when he saw the news, and immediately burst into laughter after realizing it.

When Jiang Yu was a child, he moved frequently due to his parents' job transfers. Except for Zhou Ziyu, who had the same problem as him, he had no other close friends, and he had never been in contact with girls. Finally, he heard that he had a girlfriend in college. We broke up before we even met.

In the eyes of the old people with traditional ideas, Zhou Ziyu was also a well-known loose boy, and they were afraid that he would lure Jiang Yu away.

Just as he was about to reply, the screen of his phone suddenly went black. He was so absorbed in chatting with his friend that he didn't notice that his phone was out of battery and turned off.

He put his cell phone aside to charge and didn't care about it anymore. He happily lay on the chair on the balcony and basked in the sun, leisurely and contentedly.

Lone Wolf: Where are the people?Why don't you reply to me?

Lone Wolf: Big brother, tell me quickly.

Lone Wolf: Dead old man!Don't give me a toast and be fined if you don't eat!
In the most powerful Academy of Sciences in the country, many well-known scientists and elites are gathered in a conference room at the moment, listening to an old man with gray hair in a neat Mao suit to impart his experience. This is an opportunity that no one can ask for. .

But after the old man's cell phone rang, the expression on his face changed rapidly. One second his eyes were full of joy, the next second his eyebrows were furrowed, and now his face was ashen.

Was there a problem with the first flight of the F-36 fighter jet?Or has the research on metamaterials to create invisible weapons encountered a bottleneck?There can't be anything wrong with nuclear weapons!

Everyone was on tenterhooks, making guesses in their minds, not daring to make a sound, and even breathing cautiously, for fear that they might accidentally break his train of thought.After all, nothing that can cause him trouble is trivial.While the old man was still thinking, "Isn't that bastard really going to find a man for me?", the group of scientists who didn't know why had already finished World War III in their hearts.

"Mr. Jiang, do you know what happened?" Sitting directly opposite him, a slightly fat man wearing black-rimmed glasses asked bravely.

As soon as these words came out, all the heads that had been lowered suddenly lifted up and turned to the same position involuntarily, looking at the old man, with more doubts and nervousness.

Wherever they looked, they saw Jiang Yu's biological grandfather Jiang Yanbai, who together with Mr. Chen Minde and Li Lingsong was known as the three elders of the Z country's weapons industry, with titles such as chief weapons expert and senior engineer.

Noticing their gazes, Jiang Yanbai placed his phone lightly on the table, cleared his throat, and said steadily: "It's okay, let's continue."

The distress on his face was completely gone, and he was talking about professional knowledge seriously.

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In the evening, Song Zhi came home dejected and sat on the sofa with Huanhuan in his arms. Six empty beer bottles were dumped on the coffee table, and each can was crushed by the waist. It was obvious that the person drinking it was in a bad mood. good.There was no light on in the living room, and a WNBA game was being broadcast live on the TV, but she couldn't raise her spirits at all, so she rested her head on Huanhuan's generous back and fell asleep.

Huanhuan could feel her suppressed emotions and lay obediently on her lap motionless.

--Ding
A message woke her up a little. She turned on her phone, and the strong light made her squint uncomfortably.

"Ms. Song, tomorrow's talk show will be at 09:30 in the morning, and the address is Guomao Building."

It was a message from Fang Zhiming. There was no unnecessary nonsense, which was his style.

Song Zhi replied "Okay", took a shower and went to bed.

She didn't sleep well that night and had many dreams that she didn't want to face.

When she woke up listlessly, it was already 08:30 in the morning.It takes at least four to 10 minutes from where she lives to the Guomao Building, not to mention that it is rush hour.

She simply washed up, put on some clothes and hurried out the door. Fortunately, she quickly caught a car.

The traffic flow on the road is pretty good and there are no traffic jams.At [-]:[-], Song Zhi arrived at the China World Trade Center on time.

The parking spaces outside were occupied by luxury cars. Porsches, Bentleys, and BMWs could be seen everywhere. It was not surprising in this city of A, where land is so precious. Song Zhi couldn't help but sigh: There are so many rich people in the world, why are there so many? She is the only one missing.

She saw the cleanest black car at a glance. Not knowing much about cars, she thought it was just a Volkswagen Passat.She walked to the driver's window. The window was specially treated so that the scene inside could not be seen.Song Zhi's shadow appeared on the car window. She curled her lips at her portrait and practiced how to smile.

She was in such a hurry to go out that she didn't even have time to comb her hair.In order to make herself look less messy, she flipped up her hair casually.Her waist-length black hair spread around her body as she moved, as smooth as a black waterfall.Finally, she applied a thin layer of lipstick to brighten her complexion, and walked into the Guomao Building in a generous manner.

After she left, the black Phaeton window slowly lowered, exposing a delicate face to the air, a pair of peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed, a clean jawline, and an Adam's apple rolling up and down on her fair neck.

Jiang Yu leaned lazily on the driver's seat. Song Zhi's beautiful and undressed face could not be forgotten in his mind for a long time. Even the fake smile stirred up ripples in his heart that had been silent for a long time. The pink lips made him want to take a bite.

The car door was opened from the inside, and straight and slender legs stretched out from the inside. Jiang Yu slowly got out of the car wearing a well-tailored black suit.

(End of this chapter)