Except for the initial sentence "Is this pot of flowers azalea?" Zhang Yiming never said anything again, Cong Yu did not expect Zhang Yiming to open his mouth at this time.

"Because I refuse to help?"

Zhang Yiming shook his head.

"We ask for you, helping is a love or not is a duty. If I say disappointed because of this, it means I have no structure and ambition."

Old Yuan might not have expected Zhang Yiming to say this, and his eyes fell directly on Zhang Yiming for the first time.

"But, what Brother Yuan said just now is really unconsistent. If, as the country's scientific research department, like those businessmen on the market, pay attention to interests and freedom in everything, then where is the future of our country and where is our path to technological progress? What I am disappointed is Brother Yuan's view on this matter, that's all."

After saying that, Zhang Yiming was about to get up and leave.

"According to your opinion, if I don't help this, will it hinder the development of the country and the progress of science and technology?"

Lao Yuan's tone was not angry, but with obvious joking.

It was as if Zhang Yiming was just talking about children without any sensation.

"There is no other way, Brother Yuan, I'm upset."

This place is not worth staying for too much. Although Zhang Yiming had no hope for this old Yuan before, he was still very disappointed after contacting him.

"What a big tone, young man, you are the first one who dares to speak like this in front of me, Lao Yuan."

"I'm sorry, I dare not take it."

Since there is no need to ask him again, there is no need to worry too much about speaking, and Zhang Yiming's tone also showed a hint of dissatisfaction.

"You boy is urging me, Old Yuan, to stand up for you, right? Unfortunately, Old Yuan, I am already past the age of being easily provoked. Cong Yu, go back and tell your brother that you should not mail me things in the future."

Cong Yu nodded and walked out quickly. He felt that he was really painful to be slapped in the face today.

He was still too confident and felt that he had enough face to be able to invite this great Buddha.

Only then did he remember what his brother said: Lao Yuan must raise this chess, when can he move after he can raise it thoroughly?

He was too anxious and contacted Lao Yuan in an impulse. As a result, now, not only was he embarrassed, but he was also likely to have disrupted his brother's deployment for so long.

Cong Yu was very regretful and regretful. He hadn't done such an impulsive thing in ten years.

Because there was something in my heart, Cong Yu walked very quickly. For a moment, he even forgot that it was still raining outside. He only realized this when he reached the door. But now, how could he have the face to go back to the living room?

"When the rain stops before leaving, the rain will not last long."

Lao Yuan's voice sounded in the room.

Cong Yu felt angry. If Old Yuan didn't say it, he might hesitate, but when he heard Old Yuan's words, Cong Yu couldn't care about anything and rushed into the rain directly.

But because it was raining too heavily, the stone slabs in the yard were loosened. Cong Yu's feet tilted as soon as he stepped on the stone slab. Cong Yu fell to one side and was immediately penetrated. In the blink of an eye, he became a chicken that fell into a drop.

Zhang Yiming went over to help him, but unexpectedly, not only the loose stone slab under his feet, but his attention was on Cong Yu's body and didn't look at his feet. As a result, he fell to the ground like Cong Yu.

The two men fell in the rain, and each had a sense of anger in their stomachs. At this time, the mood was really on the verge of explosion.

In the heavy rain, the two of them rushed out of the yard. It took about 40 minutes to walk back to the place where the car was. It was just at this moment that the rain gradually became lighter.

Cong Yu didn't even think about whether his body was soaked. He opened the car door and got in.

If Zhang Yiming wasn't by his side, Cong Yu would have wanted to howl loudly.

He lived for thirty-two years, and had more things to encounter and more hardships to endure, but he never felt as frustrated as he is now.

It was as if a hand was put into his heart, and his fingers kept squeezing his heart, making him feel blocked even in his breathing, but he couldn't vent and could do nothing.

Although Zhang Yiming was not like this, the backlog of what happened in the past two days did make him feel extremely unhappy, so he didn't say anything after entering the car.

The rain outside gradually became smaller, and soon the sun poked its head out, as if the rain was just to make the two of them fall.

Cong Yu finally couldn't help it, and reached out and pounded it hard on the steering wheel.

"Forget it, there is no way out, and I will find another way. In short, I believe this matter will be solved in the end."

Zhang Yiming took off his T-shirt and twisted it, put it on again. During this process, Zhang Yiming had completely adjusted his emotions.

He is a very pragmatic person. Since Lao Yuan’s road cannot be understood, he should change the road quickly. Living people will never be suffocated to death by urine.

"I'll let you see a joke."

"What's wrong with this, but this may have a great impact on you. I should be the one who says sorry."

Zhang Yiming could clearly see that this old Yuan was not Cong Yu's own connections, and it was obvious that the person he knew was Cong Yu's brother, but from what Old Yuan said last, Cong Yu's actions today were likely to disrupt his brother's wiring.

The most important thing is that if Cong Yu insisted on not interfering in this matter, he would not be able to say anything, but in the end Cong Yu still used this thread, so Zhang Yiming would say sorry to Cong Yu.

“I really didn’t expect it to…”

Cong Yu was about to speak when the phone rang.

"What's wrong?"

But the phone rang for a long time and Cong Yu didn't answer, and Zhang Yiming was a little surprised.

"Old Yuan's phone number."

"catch!"

No matter what happened just now, since Lao Yuan was carefully maintained by Cong Liang, he could not be completely offended. He had to leave a way out. Walking in the world, no one dared to do anything.

"Look for you..."

As soon as Cong Yu answered the phone, he heard Lao Yuan say he wanted to find Zhang Yiming on the phone. Cong Yu thought he had heard it wrong, but Lao Yuan was sure again, so Cong Yu handed the phone to Zhang Yiming in confusion.

Zhang Yiming was also shocked.

What is Lao Yuan selling in a gourd?

He was sure that from the time he and Cong Yu entered the door until they left in the rain, Lao Yuan had no different eyes on him, and where did he sing about it now.

Zhang Yiming answered the phone, but Old Yuan did not say anything earth-shaking, but asked them to go back to the villa. He had something to say, and then hung up the phone.

"What did he say?"

Cong Yu looked at Zhang Yiming and asked in confusion.

"He asked us to go back to the villa."

"Not going back."

Cong Yu vetoed it in one verbal voice.

He hasn't been so angry for more than 30 years. Why do he go back and be abused and criticized again?

He has no tendency to be masochistic.

"I've been back now, and I can't do anything else, and I don't think he will let us go back for no reason."

If you have abnormalities, you will be a demon. If you go back and take a look, you will not be able to lose your flesh on your body.
Chapter completed!