"Okay. You can't calm down when you open your mouth for a while? You can't forget to spray feces at any time. Do you think you won't let your father worry?"

His young master stood up and gave up his seat to his uncle, while ridiculing him. Seeing that the two were about to argue again, the old master glared at him, and the two immediately shrank their necks and retreated to the side to find a place to wink at each other.

The uncle was very satisfied with his power. He drank the tea made by his juniors and smoked the special cigarettes from Wang Yong that they had offered. He was quite satisfied. He quietly waited for Wang Yong's arrival.

"I said, what's wrong with you, can't you talk about it in the afternoon? I wonder how serious it is to disturb others' sleep?"

Wang Yong walked over in a long-sleeved pajamas while rubbing his eyes.

"Stop moji, come and listen quickly. I'm still waiting for you, the big boss, to make your own ideas!"

Wang Yong came to the sofa, regardless of how many people were made on it, and directly squeezed into the crowd. Two new "big directors" on TV stations were so panicked that they quickly got up and gave way to the boss.

"Sit all, sit all! Just like when you get home, don't be polite!"

Wang Yong greeted these two young men who had never seen before, which made several boys in the same village roll their eyes. I said, "Second brother, can you be more shameless? Are you treated like this?"

"Okay, stop being swearing, hurry up and talk about the serious business. Gao Feng, tell Wang Yong first, and then Xiao Liu, continue."

The uncle ordered with a general look, but the pair of feet wearing slippers on the coffee table instantly collapsed, and he changed from a prestigious leader to a big gangster.

Wang Yong had already woken up at this time. While lit a cigarette, he looked at Gao Feng, wanting to hear what was going on, so he mobilized a group of people to kill him.

"That's right. We want to do a social survey column in Taiwan. The first issue is about what the image of our motherland is in the eyes of the people."

"Oh? Very good, there's nothing wrong with that, right?"

Wang Yong's interest in this topic suddenly became popular because just last night, he had just watched a speech by an admiral through a video, and he was also talking about this. The two of them exchanged their views on some things and had a very common language.

"However, our opinions are not consistent on this topic. Some people believe that our country has thousands of years of history and is the only one of the four ancient civilizations that have never been interrupted in culture, so that should be praised."

"Well! Yes. This can inspire everyone's sense of national pride and identity, which is great."

Wang Yong let out a puff of cigarette without any abnormal reaction. He looked calm, which disappointed Gao Feng, who had been observing Wang Yong's reaction. With his understanding of Wang Yong's second brother, he is an absolute nationalist. Isn't this the reaction he said?

Putting aside his doubts, Gao Feng continued: "The other party believes that it is impossible to just sing praises, and there should be some aspects that reflect insufficiently to make more meaningful."

As soon as Gao Feng finished speaking, his uncle couldn't wait to take over the conversation, put down the teacup in his hand, and stopped smoking. He stared at Wang Yong and said:
Chapter completed!