Chapter 787: If you have the ability, you will only win but not lose

Ma Liu was about to speak, but the door was knocked at this time. Ma Liu opened the door casually and was shocked immediately. The person coming was Sister Mei, which made him remember that he had asked Sister Mei to go out to see a few friends today. When he saw the time, Ma Liu said guiltily: "Sorry, Sister Mei, I'm sorry, I got up a little late today!"

"Ah, Sister Mei!" Wei Xiaoxiao was still pretending to be deep before, but when she saw Sister Mei, she immediately became happy and ran to Sister Mei, grabbed Sister Mei's arm and was very happy.

Sister Mei was a little stunned. She looked at Ma Liu, then looked at Wei Xiaoxiao, with a little bit of anger on her face, and asked faintly: "What's going on?"

"What's going on?" Ma Liu pretended to be confused.

"You, you? She lived here last night?" Sister Mei frowned.

Ma Liu was about to lie, but unexpectedly, Wei Xiaoxiao, who was on the side, laughed first and said, "Yes, yes, Sister Mei!"

"You, you, have you lived with him?" Sister Mei smiled bitterly.

Ma Liu quickly said, "Sister Mei, it's not what you think we don't live together."

Wei Xiaoxiao's eyes rolled and he rushed to say, "Yes, yes, Sister Mei, believe us. Although we slept in the same bed, although he was a little dishonest, we really didn't do anything."

Suddenly, Wei Xiaoxiao oh, as if he was unable to stand firmly, and then sued Sister Mei and said he would go to the bathroom.

Ma Liu and Sister Mei looked at Wei Xiaoxiao's figure with surprise. Wei Xiaoxiao seemed to be injured under her crotch, and her legs were still turning when she was walking.

"Xiao Liu, I didn't expect that you really-!" Sister Mei pointed at Ma Liu, looking like she was so angry that she was angry that she was furious.

Ma Liu said with a sad face: "Sister Mei, don't you believe me yet? I really don't have the same one with her!"

"Don't lie to me, do you have the face to say?" Sister Mei continued to scold, and was so angry that she couldn't even speak incompletely, pointing at Ma Liu and said, "You, you, you, you!"

"Anyway, I haven't had any relationship with her, I have a clear conscience." Ma Liu knew that he had touched Wei Xiaoxiao, and his heart was already numb. He actually looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and let Sister Mei scold him there.

After teaching a lesson, Sister Mei seemed to be feeling better, and Wei Xiaoxiao also came out. She walked a little better than before, but she was still a little unnatural and shy, so Ma Liu was so sad that he wanted to die. He was really feeling a little emotional now. He had been fighting with the sky and the earth and the people in his life, but now he was willing to give Wei Xiaoxiao a disadvantage. In his opinion, Wei Xiaoxiao is simply a strange tits among women. If there is no way out in the future, he can really go to Qingfeng Entertainment Group to make movies. This girl's acting skills, tsk, although she has not been taught by a professional college, it is definitely a model of self-taught success.

Sister Mei snorted coldly and said she would go for breakfast. Ma Liu glared at Wei Xiaoxiao, but she was too lazy to criticize her. The latter stuck out her tongue, wrinkled her nose, and then followed Ma Liu.

When he arrived at the restaurant, Sister Mei started to sulk again. Ma Liu looked natural. Wei Xiaoxiao took out his cell phone and asked him to help take a photo of her and Sister Mei. Ma Liu did as he did. He took more than ten photos like a robot. Wei Xiaoxiao didn't bother Sister Mei now, and gave her the phone to Sister Mei and asked her to take photos of her hugging Ma Liu. Seeing that Ma Liu was taking pictures so naturally, Sister Mei did not say anything, so she did not say anything. So she got it. Wei Xiaoxiao was very active and updated her Weibo on her phone, saying that she wanted to show her happiness, while Ma Liu and Sister Mei continued to remain silent.

After a meal, Ma Liu asked Wei Xiaoxiao what to do next. Wei Xiaoxiao said that he was going out alone. He was so old that he would not get lost. Ma Liu thought that the current underground forces in Hong Kong were under his control, so he was relieved and let her go out, while he and Sister Mei went to see his friends angrily.

After getting in the car, Sister Mei didn't say a word, and Ma Liu didn't say anything. He could tell and knew that Sister Mei was really angry, but he couldn't explain it. He really had no words to Wei Xiaoxiao, and he was guilty. Although there was no substantial relationship, it was not a step away, so he could only remain silent.

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In a restroom in Beijing, in the study of an ordinary single villa, an old man with a long hair and a young face was practicing calligraphy. He stroked very seriously, but the stylus and silver strokes were extremely skilled. Every stroke was so powerful that he could penetrate the back of the paper. The old man's forehead was covered with wrinkles, but he showed extraordinary majesty. At first glance, he was an old man who had experienced the baptism of the war. The momentum of his body could not be practiced by an ordinary superior who had been a civil servant for decades.

The old man has the habit of practicing calligraphy every evening. It has been like a day, and it has been cold and heat. Otherwise, the first hand characters would not have been written so well, and it is even more skilled than some calligraphers who have won great prizes. In fact, many people in the capital want to find various relationships and ask for a half-word letter from the elderly. Moreover, these people are often not ordinary people. Unfortunately, there are few people who can hide the old man's calligraphy treasures at home. Therefore, this is also a big wonder in the calligraphy collection circle in Beijing. Many people spend a lot of money to collect the old man's calligraphy treasures, but unfortunately they have no market value. It really slapped some calligraphers loudly.

Standing not far behind the old man was the old man's secretary, about thirties, with his surname Pu and his name as Yang. Although he was just a life secretary, Pu Yang had a great influence in the circle of Beijing. The key is that he could do practical things. This is the case these days. People with a little power are often not as good as these "large-level managers". There are so many people who want to ask the old man to do things. Whether he can be promised by the old man is the same. But even if the old man gives face, Pu Yang has to convey it. Therefore, although Pu Yang's style is not big outside, most people are willing to curry favor with him, hoping to save the country in a bending manner.

Suddenly, a beautiful girl in camouflage uniform pushed open the door of the study, then shouted grandpa, stood beside the old man and commented randomly. The old man was not angry, but Pu Yang could only smile bitterly. If it were someone else, even the old man's biological son would never dare to come and disturb him at this point. Perhaps the whole city of Beijing would dare to interrupt the old man's Yaxing like this, and this girl would be the only girl.

The old man was not angry, but instead laughed and threw the pen down, and simply stopped writing. He rubbed each other with his hands, and smiled at the girl on the side, saying, "I said, "Three girls, you haven't seen grandpa for a long time!"

Fang Sanmei hugged the old man's arm and pulled it aside to sit down, and smiled and said coquettishly: "I'm busy."

"What are you busy with? Are you busy causing trouble for me outside?" The old man's love is beyond words.

Fang Sanmei pouted and said, "Grandpa - how could he cause trouble for you? I'm so obedient now. Really, if you don't believe me, please ask Uncle Pu, Uncle Pu, are you right?"

Pu Yang didn't dare to say anything, but just smiled, and was stared at Fang Sanmei, and was not angry either.

The old man said oh, laughing and said, "I understand, the third girl is busy with engagement. Look at you so happy. I remember that you loved to bully that boy when you were a child. Why are you really getting together now? It seems that I am getting more and more confused about the affairs of you young people!"

"Grandpa, will you participate then?" Fang Sanmei said coquettishly.

The old man smiled and said, "Of course I have to attend. Nothing is more important than the engagement banquet of Sanyatou. I can't let those old guys laugh at me. By the way, the engagement matters are almost ready, right?"

"It's all he is preparing, I heard it's almost done." Fang Sanmei smiled.

The old man turned to his secretary Pu Yang and said, "Xiao Pu, go and bring the pot of good tea that someone else gave me last time. I want to have two cups of it with San Yatou. San Yatou has good skills in making tea, and it is time to drink this tea."

Pu Yang smiled and agreed, smiling bitterly in his heart. The origin of that pot of tea is unusual and cannot be bought on the market. Although it was just brought by an old comrade from his hometown, it was picked by someone else. The tea may be because of its unusual soil, so it tastes very good. Pu Yang was lucky to drink it once and knew it was a treasure of the old man, so ordinary people would never want to drink it.

He brought the tea leaves and opened the paper bag, and a fragrance came faintly. Pu Yang also brought the antique tea set over. The third girl started to make tea, but when the third girl, who was used to laughing, was very serious when she made tea. After a while, she finished making tea, the grandfather and grandson had a drink together and praised the good tea.

After a pot of tea was finished quickly, Fang Sanmei's eyes rolled and she smiled and said, "Grandpa, I heard that his order has not yet been dropped yet? When will it be down?"

"Why, I started to worry about him before I even crossed the door?" The old man smiled slightly.

Fang Sanmei grabbed the old man's arm, shook it, and said coquettishly: "Grandpa--"

These two words were deliberately dragged a lot by her. The old man immediately surrendered and said, "Forget it, it's here again. I'm really afraid of you. Don't worry, there won't be any problems. I'll call you later. It should be the case in the past few days! If there is really any problem, the superiors will say hello to me, but--"

"What's wrong, grandpa?" Fang Sanmei was delighted, but was stunned again.

The old man suddenly said seriously: "Three girls, I watched you grow up. You have lived with your grandfather since you were a child. Grandpa understands your little thoughts very well. This time it is an exception. It happens that the top is also willing to cultivate him, so I made a statement by the way, but I will not be an example. You have caused a huge disaster outside. Grandpa is helping you wipe your butt, but grandpa is also a person with principles, bottom line and party spirit. The children of our Fang family must have kind thoughts. This is very important. In the future, you are you and he is him. You live together, but it does not mean that I have to help him in everything. If you have the ability, just settle it yourself.

But he has always done a good job in this regard. Otherwise, I wouldn't have agreed to your marriage. Grandpa has been through this life, not that he has made mistakes, but it doesn't matter if he can get up and make mistakes. Many people think that the most important thing for being an official is to deceive his subordinates and hide his superiors and follow the crowd. Such an official is unsuccessful. Only by caring about the people and having good thoughts can he be a good official. I think you can just say these words to him, just say that this is what my old man said. If he doesn't accept it, even if he comes to me, if he does well in the future, he will naturally have a bright future. If he doesn't do well, he will be masturbated sooner or later!"

After listening carefully, Fang Sanmei smiled embarrassedly and said, "Grandpa, I remember everything. I will tell him well. I still have something to do, so let's go first."

After saying that, Fang Sanmei stood up and wanted to escape, but after only a few steps, she stopped again, turned to the old man, suddenly grabbed a few beards and pulled them, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, don't be so fierce to me in the future!"

After the granddaughter left, the old man smiled bitterly and looked at Pu Yang who was secretly smirking, and glared at him, "What are you laughing at?"

Pu Yang quickly stopped his smile and said, "I am so envious of the old leader's family!"

The old man laughed and suddenly waved to Pu Yang and asked him to come over. The old man lay on the mahogany chair and closed his eyes and said, "Tell me, who is better, Yuwenxuan or the boy in Shanghai?"

Pu Yang was stunned. He didn't expect the old man to suddenly raise such a question. He was a little hesitant for a moment. Seeing this, the old man said, "It's okay to just say it, there are no outsiders here."

After being encouraged for a moment, Pu Yang said slowly: "Each one has its own merits."

"Oh, what do you mean?" the old man seemed to be intrigued and asked again.

Pu Yang smiled and said, "The two of them took completely different routes, one is the right way and the other is the wild way. However, both young people are very wise. If the two tigers fight, they will be injured. I don't know who will be better in the future."

"It's good that two tigers will suffer one injury when they fight." The old man sighed and said, "I hope they will not be hurt. One is my grandson-in-law, and the other is a young man I am more optimistic about. No one will be hurt. It's a loss for the country."

Pu Yang said carefully: "If the old leader comes forward, it may be able to resolve the grudges between them."

The old man was stunned and laughed and said, "Then you are a big mistake and you are very wrong. According to their temperament, there will be a fight sooner or later. It will be useless for anyone to persuade him. Instead of letting them be frustrated and playful, it is better to let them fight openly. Just so, the old man has a leisurely heart and I want to watch the show! Since the storm more than ten years ago, Beijing has been quiet for many years!"

"If Yuwenxuan is at a disadvantage then, you really don't plan to help!" Pu Yang and the old man often talked to each other, so there was no need to worry too much.

An inexplicable smile appeared on the old man's face and said, "As long as those old men don't move, I will naturally not take action. If you fight openly, anyone who loses will be unlucky! If you have the ability, you will win, don't lose!"
Chapter completed!