When Daya returned home after sending the guests off, the whole family was waiting for her in the living room.
When she saw the wicked smile on Erya and Funniu's faces, Daya's pretty face suddenly turned red.
Then, amid the laughter of Wen Sitian and Xu Jianguo, the three sisters made a mess on the sofa.
Even Wenwen, who is usually steady, had a happy smile on his face.
Lele and Xiaopingan, who were afraid of chaos in the world, stood on the sofa and cried loudly. With the help of Xiaohei and his wife and their puppy, the living room of the Xu family suddenly became a sea of joy.
After the children had calmed down, Xu Jianguo looked at Daya, whose face was flushed red, and said with a smile, "Daya, if you really like Lin Hongtao, then find a suitable time to take him to the mountains, tell your parents, and let them see their future son-in-law. They should feel at ease knowing that you are doing well."
Hearing what Xu Jianguo said, Daya and Erya's eyes instantly turned red and they nodded vigorously.
At this point, the identities of Daya and Lin Hongtao were officially recognized by the whole family. After learning about this, the old men Su Dingshan and Wu Tianlong also clamored to meet the brat who kidnapped their eldest granddaughter, which made Daya shy again.
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With the end of a heavy rain, summer officially arrives.
Since July, the weather has become hotter and hotter day by day, and Xu Jianguo's mood has become increasingly heavy.
That day, after the family had dinner, Xu Jianguo said hello to Wen Sitian and took Du Yu to the study. Fu Bo was with them.
As before, Du Yu used his left hand to write down what Xu Jianguo had dictated into a letter, then put it into an envelope and wrote the five big words "From the old man himself" on the envelope.
Afterwards, Xu Jianguo handed the envelope to Fu Bo and told him to deliver it to the west hall in the late night and place it on the old man's desk.
After Fu Bo took the envelope, he left the study with Du Yu.
Originally, the old Taoist Xuanjue was still thinking about whether he should tell the senior management of Bureau 749 about the results of his previous divination. However, when he told Xu Jianguo his idea, he was immediately opposed by Xu Jianguo.
Xu Jianguo naturally had his reasons for doing this. There were two main considerations. First, he did not want the old Taoist priest to be too high-profile in the bureau. After all, the more his abilities were exposed, the higher the chance of facing risks in the future.
Secondly, the old Taoist priest had just been in the 749th Bureau for a short time. Although he had the recommendation of Yuye Zhenren, he was still a powerless person. If he exposed the news in advance, not to mention whether anyone would believe it, it might even cause dissatisfaction among some old antiques, who would think that he was suspected of disturbing social order.
Therefore, it would be better for Xu Jianguo to continue sending the anonymous letter. After all, there was a successful case of thwarting the conspiracy of the Su Lian people before, and the old man has always suspected that this matter is related to him, so it should be taken seriously by the higher-ups.
As long as he can attract the attention of the central bosses, Xu Jianguo’s goal will be achieved.
After all, with the existence of the quick reaction force and the help of some large-scale mechanical equipment, this impending disaster should be able to be overcome smoothly.
The next morning at eight o'clock, in the west hall with red walls.
When the old man brought Chen Jin into his office, he saw the envelope on his desk at a glance, and his pupils shrank slightly.
Chen Jin naturally also saw the letter. He immediately stepped forward and protected the old man behind him, and then shouted to the guards standing outside.
An hour later, when all the guards left the office, the old man was already sitting at his desk, looking at the tested letter.
When the familiar font came into view, the old man's mouth corners couldn't help but curl up slightly, and he cursed in a low voice with a laugh, "Bastard!"
But when the old man opened the envelope, took out the letter, and read what was written inside, his brows instantly furrowed.
After a moment, the old man put the letter in his hand back into the envelope, then picked up the phone on the table and made a call.
Twenty minutes later, cars drove into the West Hall compound. Except for those bigwigs from the central government who were out on inspections and not in Jingzhou, almost all of them were present.
No one knew why the old man suddenly called a meeting of all employees, but everyone had some guesses in their minds that something big must have happened again.
Sure enough, when the old man placed the letter on the table, everyone's pupils shrank slightly.
The scene a few years ago is still vivid in my mind. Before the President of the United States, Ni Kesong, visited Longxia, it was such a letter that thwarted the conspiracy of the Soviet Union, protected the international reputation of Longxia, and facilitated the smooth establishment of diplomatic relations between the two countries.
Many years later, when they saw the familiar envelope again, they immediately realized that this matter might not be a small one.
After taking in the expressions on everyone's faces, the old man opened the envelope in front of them and read the contents of the letter word for word.
After the old man finished reading, the conference room suddenly became silent, with only the sound of the old men puffing away.
After a long while, Mr. Shen, who had met Xu Jianguo a few times before, finally put out his cigarette in the ashtray and asked, "Old buddy, is the person who wrote this letter the same person who wrote a few years ago?"
As the old man put the letter away, he nodded and said, "After handwriting identification, it is the same person!"
Elder Shen nodded, looked at the others, and said, "Tell me, should we continue to trust this person? Before you express your opinions, you need to know that this matter concerns the lives of hundreds of millions of people, so we must make a careful decision!"
"I think we should first call the people from the Earthquake Bureau and ask what they think?"
The old man nodded and said, "That makes sense, then come over and ask first!"
Half an hour later, a group led by the director of the National Seismological Bureau appeared in the conference room in the west hall.
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