"Who is this friend?"

Political Commissar Wang directly abandoned Mr. Yan and went straight to Xiao Dingtian when he entered the door.

Xiao Dingtian frowned. He really didn't like this kind of fly around him and didn't say anything.

When Political Commissar Wang saw that Xiao Dingtian showed an impatient look on his face, the respect on his face instantly became stronger.

Seeing that Political Commissar Wang was not leaving and was not at all tactful, and was still waiting by his side for his answer, Xiao Dingtian had no choice but to say unhappily: "I am his bodyguard. If you have any questions, ask him to go!"

After saying that, Xiao Dingtian waved his hand and pointed at Ye Wuque.

Political Commissar Wang was stunned, as if he was hit by five thunder.

When he saw the protagonist, he recognized that the young man was the apprentice of Mr. Yan, but this fuss really caught Political Commissar Wang off guard.

Seeing that Political Commissar Wang's expression immediately became different, Ye Wuque felt a little relieved. It would be nice to have Xiao Dingtian here. Although he threw a burden to him, this burden was a life-saving straw for him.

Political Commissar Wang hesitated for a moment. With his identity, it was naturally not good to whisper to Ye Wuque, which would harm his face. So he quickly left Ye Wuque and smiled warmly: "Brother Ye Wuque, you bodyguard are a capable person!"

Ye Wuque pretended to be calm and smiled: "Yes, he is quite powerful."

Ye Wuque smiled in his heart. No matter how powerful he is, he can only be my bodyguard. It seems that you may not be able to curry favor with me.

Seeing Ye Wuque speaking so casually, Political Commissar Wang suddenly felt awe-inspiring. Although he just smiled, he had already thrown Ye Wuque to an extremely important position in his heart.

Political Commissar Wang knew that there were many hidden families in this world that were invincible, and their energy was huge enough to subvert China.

Maybe Ye Wuque is one of them.

Political Commissar Wang then went directly to the airport, boarded a special plane, and flew directly to Kyoto.

On the plane, Political Commissar Wang and Mr. Yan were talking about something. Suddenly, Mr. Yan's action attracted Ye Wuque's attention.

Old Yan mysteriously took out a brocade box from the cloth bag he carried with him. He probably said something to Political Commissar Wang before, and Ye Wuque obviously noticed Political Commissar Wang's expression and became excited.

"What the box contains is what the gentleman said before?"

Political Commissar Wang immediately leaned over, his eyes shining.

Old Yan nodded cautiously, then carefully opened the secret buckle of the brocade box, gently opened the brocade box, and turned toward Zhengcommander Wang.

Political Commissar Wang held the brocade box excitedly, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

Ye Wuque glanced at the things in the box and suddenly felt funny.

The thing in the box was actually a big ginseng date!

The big ginseng date is a specialty that Ye Wuque undoubtedly found in the space. He took a little to Old Man Yan as a filial piety to his elders. This one was the fullest and largest one he picked out among the ones he gave to Old Man Yan.

You should know that I always threw this thing to Mr. Yan at that time. Why did I take it out of Mr. Yan and become such a treasure?

Look at the expression of Political Commissar Wang, if he knew that Ye Wuque could take out a bag, he wouldn't be scared to death.

Ye Wuque turned his head and was too lazy to pay attention to them. Seeing that Xiao Dingtian next to him was meditating, Ye Wuque was too lazy to waste time and went straight into a meditation state.

After getting off the plane, Ye Wuque was a little stunned.

Ye Wuque was meditating in the plane, so he didn't pay attention. He only knew that the plane vibrated for a while, and Ye Wuque probably knew that it must have arrived.

But as soon as Ye Wuque got off the plane, he found that the plane was parked in a bunker, surrounded by black rows of armed soldiers.

Don't you have to have such a big battle?

Isn’t this situation welcoming the leader or escorting the prisoner?

Ye Wuque looked at Old Yan, who was calm and thought silently, this old man probably often enjoyed this kind of treatment. I wonder what Old Yan is going to do today? But what else can I do besides treating my illness? It is impossible to ask a doctor to travel thousands of miles to kill pigs, right?

As the team kept walking, Political Commissar Wang walked in the front, with a pair of armed soldiers standing on the left and right sides. The whole atmosphere seemed very serious and solemn.

After walking for a while, he entered a very narrow walkway. After passing a very large hall, the troops stopped. After a step into the elevator, Wang Zhengxiong took a step into the elevator and looked at Ye Wuque with some hesitation.

Mr. Yan naturally understood what was going on, smiled slightly, turned his head and walked Ye Wuque and said in his ear: "You can wait for me here for a while."

As he said that, Mr. Yan waved his hand, Political Commissar Wang nodded in response, then turned around and blocked the elevator's password. He pressed it for a while and walked into the elevator first. After pressing it for a while, he walked out again and invited Mr. Yan in.

Actually... I won't take myself in!

Originally, Ye Wuque thought that he could follow Mr. Yan to see how Mr. Yan diagnosed his illness. By the way, he looked at Mr. Yan's strength. He didn't expect that he didn't even have the right to contact that level.

Not only did he not go in, but even Political Commissar Wang did not go in. After pressing the elevator button and waiting for Mr. Yan to go down, Political Commissar Wang nodded to the soldier standing next to Ye Wuque. The two teams of soldiers immediately ran away and blocked the elevator door, forming two walls of human beings.

There is no need... There are no people nearby, so Ye Wuque naturally won’t want to break in.

Political Commissar Wang finally showed a look of relaxation on his face. He looked up at Ye Wuque, walked over with a smile on his face, patted Ye Wuque's shoulder, and pointed to the sofa in the distance: "Come on, young man, let's talk, your master can't get out in a short time."

Ye Wuque nodded and sat on the sofa with Zhengcommander Wang.

"Ye Wuque, right? Your name is quite easy to remember."

Political Commissar Wang couldn't wait to speak.

Ye Wuque smiled faintly. Ye Wuque knew that Political Commissar Wang might have some thoughts: "It's just an ordinary name."

Political Commissar Wang's face immediately became serious: "You can't say that, not all wonderful history created by ordinary people."

Ye Wuque nodded without hesitation and looked at Political Commissar Wang seriously: "Political Commissar Wang, we are half an acquaintance. What do you mean by saying straight to the point?"

Political Commissar Wang looked at Ye Wuque in a daze. It was probably because he had been in a high position for too long, and no one had spoken to him like this for a long time.

I just have other ideas about Political Commissar Ye Wuque and Wang, so...

Political Commissar Wang smiled slightly: "Ye Wuque, I wonder how long have you been studying with Mr. Yan?"

Ye Wuque raised his eyebrows, and after hesitating for a moment, he smiled: "It's not long, what's wrong? Is there anything wrong with Political Commissar Wang?"

"As far as I know, Mr. Yan will not accept apprentices casually."

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Political Commissar Wang's mouth: "I think you are not simple, right?"

Ye Wuque glanced at Political Commissar Wang in a little surprised. Such words should not come from the mouth of people like Political Commissar Wang. At least they would not ask so obviously.

I'm afraid Political Commissar Wang has already checked himself behind his back, but you don't have to think about it. Political Commissar Wang did not find anything. It's not that Ye Wuque did anything, but because Ye Wuque's background is indeed clean.

But in the eyes of Political Commissar Wang, this may become a possible concealment.

In addition, Ye Wuque pretended to be calm, and Political Commissar Wang felt that it was even more unpredictable and that Ye Wuque had a deep background.

"Where, Political Commissar Wang was joking."

After thinking clearly about the twists and turns during this period, Ye Wuque still answered lightly. Since it was a misunderstanding by Political Commissar Wang, then continue to misunderstand! Anyway, it would be nice to enjoy the shade by using Mr. Yan, the big tree.

"I wonder, brother Ye Wuque, have you ever thought about contributing to the country in the future?"

After talking for so long, Political Commissar Wang finally said the key point.

Speaking of this, Ye Wuque finally realized that the physical problems of national leaders have always been very important, and the existence of senior doctors like Mr. Yan seems to be extra important.

However, Ye Wuque knew that Political Commissar Wang must have recruited Mr. Yan, but Mr. Yan's heart was about Guangfu Yao Sect, so he must have refused decisively at that time.

Besides, when old man Yan reaches this age, he naturally won’t like this kind of thing too much. The old man mostly thinks of living his life.

In contrast, it seems more valuable to come to recruit Ye Wuque now. After all, young people are more ambitious.

"I am a relatively idle person and don't like to be bound."

Ye Wuque refused tactfully.

Political Commissar Wang seemed to have expected Ye Wuque to say this, and was about to continue persuasion, but at this moment, the phone on the sofa suddenly rang.

Political Commissar Wang glanced at the phone, and the expression on his face became serious. He quickly took the phone and said carefully: "Hey? Wang Dezheng, do you have any instructions?"

The sound on the other end of the phone was very clear, and Ye Wuque sat next to Zhengcommander Wang, so Ye Wuque could hear the sound on the phone clearly.

The person who called Yan was very simple: "Call Ye Wuque to listen to the phone."

Political Commissar Wang quickly gave the phone to Ye Wuque.

Ye Wuque took the call and asked strangely: "Old Yan, what's wrong?"

Old Yan hesitated a little: "Ye Wuque, is that big ginseng date still there? Did you carry it with you? The condition here is a bit beyond my imagination."

“Yes, there are, just…”

Ye Wuque's eyes turned, since he had come and did not make any money, how could he get it?

The other end of the phone rang, and it seemed to be received by another person: "Young man, I know this thing is very precious, and now you only have it. No matter what conditions you propose, we will try to satisfy them."

The voice of his speech was very hoarse, old and extremely powerful.

"Okay, I'll take it now."

Ye Wuque agreed.

"You give the phone number to Political Commissar Wang."

The old man's casual words were filled with a majestic atmosphere.

Political Commissar Wang took the phone from Ye Wuque, said three times in a row, then hung up the phone, and jogged to open the elevator for Ye Wuque.

After entering the elevator, Ye Wuque immediately looked up and searched for a few times. After confirming that there was no camera in the elevator, he immediately entered the ring space and selected a high-quality large ginseng date and pinched it in his hand.

bite!

The elevator paused slightly. As soon as the elevator door opened, Ye Wuque saw that Mr. Yan was already standing at the elevator door. Seeing that Mr. Yan was anxious, Ye Wuque directly handed out the big ginseng date in his hand.

Old Yan nodded gratefully, and his eyes looked at Ye Wuque with a little strangeness.

Ye Wuque walked out of the elevator and showed it in front of him that was a small garden built below. There were several headlights imitating the sunlight on his head. There were several old men sitting on the stone stool in the garden, with a solemn expression and no one spoke, but just staring at a game of chess on the stone table.

If Ye Wuque had not seen these old men elsewhere in this environment, he would have thought they were just a few ordinary old men playing chess in the park.
Chapter completed!