Zhang Gongbo took a sip of tea as if nothing had happened. Although he looked calm, his words already had a deep meaning: "Pay attention to your wording, Lieutenant Colonel, you should understand that compared to the general who was far away in Beijing, I, the lieutenant general of Chang'an Capital, are closer to the Grand Marshal and have more say in front of him."

Luo You sneered and said indifferently: "The old man has a bad impression of me, and I don't plan to change it."

Zhang Gongbo felt a little unhappy when he heard the supreme leader being called "that old man". His body leaned forward slightly, his fingers were beating regularly on the table, and he squinted his eyes and said, "I won't care about your rudeness for the time being, Lieutenant Colonel, but you should understand how serious the consequences of standing in the wrong team in the political struggle."

"I don't care about your party struggles, nor do I care whether I'm standing in the wrong position, let alone, you know that I must be in the right position?" Luo You's attitude looked like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water. If you don't want to stay here, you'll have to stay in the right place. His eyes slightly raised, and he looked at Dong Xiaotu who was making tea as if nothing had happened, and asked tentatively, "I'm a little curious. What's your attitude towards this blatant recruitment behavior?"

Luo You’s question is mainly to clarify the intentions of the Central Propaganda Department. It is normal for all lieutenant generals to be hostile to Leng Yuan.

This kind of power struggle at the top central government has never stopped since ancient times. Political groups without internal struggles are the most terrifying and dangerous because they no longer have the motivation to move forward.

Whether it is for his own personal future, party interests, or simply unhappy with Leng Yuan's promotion, Zhang Gongbo has countless reasons to slander Leng Yuan.

But like the Central Guard, the Central Propaganda Department is under the direct jurisdiction of the Grand Marshal. If this agency responsible for ideological and confidential intelligence is also unfriendly to Leng Yuan, the undercurrents in it will be very thought-provoking.

"I? I don't have any attitude. I'm here to make tea for you. When I leave this tea hall, I will erase your conversation from my mind." Dong Xiaotu showed a thought-provoking smile, and performed tea art gracefully, adding in a meaningful sentence, "The Central Propaganda Department never directly participates in politics. Of course, we always stand on the side of the motherland."

Zhang Gongbo tapped his finger on the table, recalling Luo You's attention. He looked straight at the red eyes, as if he was urging an ultimatum: "Give me a sure letter. If you were asked to choose one between me and Leng Yuan, who would you help?"

Luo You smiled lowly and said playfully: "At least I can tell you clearly that Leng Yuan knows what I want, but you don't know, and you can't give it to me."

"I probably know your attitude." Zhang Gongbo's face was unstable, and his hooked nose also wrinkled slightly. He slowly picked up the teacup in front of him, but seemed a little hesitant, just hanging in the air.

What is even more worth mentioning is that there is no tea in that tea cup, it is empty...

Although Dong Xiaotu was still making tea, her black eyes had already begun to look slightly, as if she was observing the situation.

Zhang Gongbo held the empty tea cup, and the force on his hand was getting bigger and smaller. Just as he was about to make further moves, a thorny feeling like an electric shock suddenly came from his fingertips, as if the cells on his body were sending a red flag to the host.

Immediately afterwards, Luo You's cold voice came: "As long as you let go, your head and the cup will land at the same time before the assassins outside the door rushed in."

Zhang Gongbo's fingers trembled and he held the teacup that was about to leave his hand. He was surprised that Luo You's perception ability was so amazing. Those outside were all started with blood and the most professional assassination troops, and most people could not detect their breath at all.

Second, Zhang Gongbo can see that Luo You is not a joke, and this guy has the confidence to do what he says.

Zhang Gongbo's hands were frozen in the air, and the atmosphere also became solidified at this moment. It was ridiculous to say that the fate of the three people in the tea hall seemed to have been tied to the empty tea cup.

Zhang Gongbo was not sure at this time, and he didn't know whether Luo You was bluffing people or was really confident. Just as the current situation was concerned, he didn't want Luo You to walk out of Chang'an alive.

The best way to fail to recruit a conspiracy is to eliminate the roots. There is nothing to say.

However, if the price of killing the roots is to exchange for one life for another, Zhang Gongbo believes that his life is a general, which is much nobler than Luo You, a wild species who comes from some unknown place.

Just as Zhang Gongbo was pondering, Dong Xiaotu suddenly reached out to take the empty tea cup from Zhang Gongbo's hand and put it on the tea table. While pouring tea, she laughed and said, "You said you, if you want to drink tea, put the tea cup over. What does it mean to hold it in the air? Is it a misunderstanding?"

Dong Xiaotu filled Zhang Gongbo with Jin Jun's eyebrows again, put the clear cup of golden tea in front of him, and smiled at Luo You, "Don't be nervous, those are just Lieutenant General Zhang Gongbo's personal bodyguards. In this era, you must be a little prepared to get along with people. What do you think?"

Dong Xiaotu gave both of them a way out. After hearing this, Zhang Gongbo's expression remained unchanged and still savored the tea carefully. Luo You stood up and said, "It seems that there is nothing I have to do here, so I won't disturb your tea nature. Let's take a step first."

Before leaving, in accordance with the principle that it is better to have less than more things. In order to prevent Zhang Gongbo from holding grudges in the future, Luo You said: "I have never been here today, and I don't know any of you."

After Luo You left, Dong Xiaotu, who had been making tea, finally brewed a cup of tea for herself, shook her head slightly and said, "I told you that you can't be threatened or tempted to this guy. I can only find ways to do something so that he can feel that he owes you. If he doesn't have to take the initiative to recruit him, he will come to repay the love on his own initiative."

Zhang Gongbo sneered, snatched Dong Xiaotu's tea, and drank it himself: "I don't like this kind of hesitant thing, don't pretend. Those who can live until now are not good people, so can't they be a little bit simple?"

"That's true, but what everyone pursues is different, so naturally we can't generalize." Dong Xiaotu took a look at the teacup that almost caused blood and conflict, "Otherwise it would be like before."

As soon as Dong Xiaotu finished speaking, the assassins in black clothes came in one after another, signaled to Zhang Gongbo, and asked in a low voice: "Lieutenant General, that person just now..."

Zhang Gongbo waved his hand and said lightly: "Send someone to keep it a close eye. If he really keeps it secret, then do nothing. If you report to Leng Yuan, then let his headless body smell smelly in the sewer."

"yes!"

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Chapter completed!