This is only one-tenth of the sample in the area. If you multiply it by ten... seven hundred and eighty, the number is really terrifying.
Grandpa Si called Si Jingyu immediately.
"Xiaoyu, is the report really okay?"
Grandpa Si couldn't believe it, how could it be infiltrated so deeply.
Si Jingyu didn't read the report, but from his grandfather's tone, he knew the situation was not optimistic.
"Grandpa, I'm not afraid to tell you that I personally handled half of the reports." Si Jingyu said, "You don't trust others, but you trust me?"
"What?" Grandpa Si knew that Si Jingyu was very busy recently.
The person should be in the house, but I couldn't find him in every corner.
His grandson's subordinates told him that if they couldn't find the person, it meant that the master had taken the leader away to help.
What Si Jingyu said just happened to match his situation recently.
"You don't believe them," Si Jingyu said, gazing out the window at the silent night sky. "I had no choice but to beg them to let me participate in this matter. Do you still doubt the authenticity of the report?"
"Xiao Yu," Grandpa Si suddenly didn't know what to say.
Doesn’t he know what kind of person his grandson is?
He just didn't think that his grandson would trust those people of unknown origin so much.
Are the grandchildren too trusting, or are they... narrow-minded?
"Grandpa," Si Jingyu suddenly said, "Do you know why, out of five thousand years of history, only the few hundred years during the Tang Dynasty were considered a golden age?
"I'm not forcing you to accept 'them,' I just hope you won't question a patriotic heart with a questioning eye."
After leaving this sentence, Si Jingyu hung up the phone.
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