Lao Hu did not stay at Zhu's house for too long. After chatting, he went to the office building with the highest authority according to Mr. Zhu's wishes. He did not drink wine at night, but in fact, Mr. Zhu did not prepare wine for him at all.

When Lao Hu came into the small building, he found a secretary waiting for someone downstairs. He thought that the leader and the senior executives had made an appointment with him on this evening. He recognized the secretary as the imperial secretary beside the leader. Although he was just a secretary, he might have a greater power than the mayor of Yanjing City.

Lao Hu did not mean to say hello on his own initiative. This is his personality, he has similar interests, can chat with each other, and can drink together at the table, so everyone can be warm when they meet. You don’t like me, and I don’t like you, and I don’t even bother to call him.

Lao Hu didn't see the imperial secretary beside the leader, but he didn't say hello to him, but the imperial secretary took the initiative to come to him.

"Leader Hu, I've been waiting for you for a long time." The imperial secretary smiled and said hello, neither humble nor arrogant. Although the position is different from one thousand miles, he is a close minister, so he deliberately owes this face. If he bows to others, wouldn't he lose the face of the leader?

"Secretary Guan, are you waiting for me?" Old Hu said in surprise with a smile.

"Let's talk while walking." Guan Wenlai smiled and made a gesture of asking for help.

Lao Hu walked into the building and rushed to Guan Wen and asked, "What the hell is going on?"

Guan Wenlai smiled and said, "The leader knew that Leader Hu would come tonight, so he specially asked me to wait here. Several other leaders from the war zone have arrived, but Leader Hu was late."

"All have arrived?"

Lao Hu was slightly shocked, but he quickly returned to normal. At his age and status, he had already practiced with joy and anger. "I don't remember receiving the notice that I would come to the meeting tonight."

Guan Wenlai smiled and said, "It's true that there is nothing to do, but it's a coincidence that all the leaders of the major war zones will come to see the leaders tonight, which is quite surprising."

Guan Wenlai was obviously hiding what he said. Lao Hu knew that it would be meaningless to ask more questions. Anyway, there was no meeting to be held, so he was not late. As for everyone else, it had nothing to do with him, no matter if he came early or late.

The office of the leader is not very large. At this moment, there are already many people sitting on the sofa, and there are a few extra chairs. When Lao Hu walked in, he felt much more at ease when he saw the situation.

I would rather squeeze in this office than go to the conference room to prove that tonight it was really just a chat. After he came in, everyone was chatting and the atmosphere looked very harmonious.

There are no low-level people in this office. They are all old fairies who have lived a long life. Even if they have grudges in their hearts, they can still pretend to be harmonious and passionate on the surface.

Lao Hu greeted several people and glared at the big leader of the Yanjing War Zone. The big leader of the Yanjing War Zone signaled him with his eyes, meaning that it had nothing to do with him.

Lao Hu greeted the leader, and the leader smiled and said, "Everyone has arrived, just wait. If you are at the table, you will have to punish yourself for three cups."

Lao Hu smiled and said, "The north of Mobei is far away, but the wine is very spicy. The alcohol volume has increased significantly over the years. It is okay to punish thirteen cups by yourself. I just have to get under the table early."

"Ha ha……"

Everyone burst into laughter when they heard this. Old Hu saluted the leader, and then sat openly beside the leader of the Yanjing War Zone. Before he could ask, the leader of the Yanjing War Zone whispered, "I received the notice temporarily. When we meet tonight, I really didn't know that there was this happening."

Lao Hu laughed in a low voice and said, "Old Shen, you're so nervous. I want to invite you to drink."

...

Zhu family, in Zhu’s study.

The old man sat on his rattan chair, sitting straight at the table with his waist straight and writing calligraphy.

The words written while standing will have slightly different momentum and background.

After Lin Kun sent Lao Hu back, Mr. Zhu happened to write the handwriting, put down the brush, raised his head and said, "Take Xiao Hu away?"

Lin Kun smiled and said, "He probably has arrived at the office building now, but this time has passed, it is indeed a bit late, wouldn't it be bad, right?"

Mr. Zhu waved his hand, "Don't worry about this. His status has reached his level. As long as he has not committed a major event that harms the country and the people, the top leaders will not mind. If the top leaders cannot tolerate the small flaws of a pillar of a country, how can this great country be strong to this point today?"

Lin Kun walked to Mr. Zhu and said, "I heard that the leaders of major exhibition areas have passed tonight and have not issued a unified meeting order."

Mr. Zhu handed the words on the table to Lin Kun and said, "Everyone is waiting for Mobei. When Mobei comes today, they will gather together at the same time. There are thousands of people in this imperial city, and there are too many old fairies. If there is any movement from the top leaders, everyone can smell the breath."

Lin Kun looked at the words written by Mr. Zhu, which was a "jing". The form of this word seems to be a bit of a hero's vicissitudes, but it has a slightly raised edge, but the original intention is -jing.

Lin Kun pondered for a moment and said, "Grandpa, what do you mean, do we have to wait and see what happens now? But at present, it is very likely that the senior management will release the military power with the glass of wine and cut off the connection between these war zones and our family."

Mr. Zhu handed Lin Kun again, and Lin Kun took it over and brewed the tea again. Mr. Zhu sat down and leaned on the rattan chair, and said with a smile, "Even if you don't cut off the contact, can you still want to lead troops to fight? Since the senior leaders think this is inappropriate, let them rest assured. At least in the handling of the problem this time, the leader is still inclined to our Zhu family."

Lin Kun put the cup on the table, "Grandpa is careful to burn it. Grandpa means that the creation of the Dragon Soul is actually to give the Zhu family a compensation, so I can understand it, but other families, the Song family, the Mao family, the Peng family..."

Mr. Zhu smiled and said, "This is where you excelled. The decision of the senior management should have been made a long time ago. If the four major families are cut off from the war zone, they will inevitably give certain compensation. The other three families are likely to have increased their voice within the senior management, and our Zhu family side has a special organization independent of the National Security Bureau.
Chapter completed!