Rong Wenwu's entire face was black.
He just didn't want to explain to the elders that this was Rong Zhaonan's wife.
After all, he had people investigate the girl's background, but they hadn't found anything yet, so he had to be cautious.
As a result, I ended up being the one who got kicked out?
He glared at Ning Yuan with annoyance. Wasn't she unfamiliar with the place?
Where did she get to know so many elderly people from various workplaces? What is her purpose?
Ning Yuan simply ignored her brother's gaze and remained silent, pursing her lips.
"Seniors, you should leave now. Old Zhuo doesn't like listening to the nonsense spouted by a kid who doesn't know the truth!" Rong Wenwu said rather rudely.
An old man was a little unhappy: "What do you mean by not knowing the details? There's a small part of the reservoir that belongs to our retired cadres' institute, and the fish there are raised by our institute. Ordinary people don't know about that area, and if they do, they can't go in!"
“Exactly, the fact that those kids are there means they’re from various work units, brought here by their parents and grandparents to go fishing!” another grandmother said.
What do you mean by not knowing their background? Do you really think these old folks are senile and can chat with just anyone?
Grandma then glared at Rong Wenwu again: "I think you're not old yet, but you're already confused. Don't say this is a tea party in Xiyuan. Ordinary people can't get in here. Besides, what would bad guys want with us old folks who are about to be buried?"
The old man frowned earnestly and continued to bombard Rong Wenwu with criticism: "Xiao Rong, don't interfere in things that are beyond your understanding!"
The other elderly men and women also gave Rong Wenwu a profound ideological education.
Rong Wenwu's forehead twitched from the education, but he didn't dare to unleash his fiery temper!
What could he say, that he brought the person in?
Rong Wenwu glared at Old Zhuo beside him, "You old bastard, say something!"
Old Zhuo, being shrewd and self-preserving, pretended not to see anything and obediently stood aside.
As the older folks get older, they like to ramble on. Besides, I'm not Old Zhuo anymore, I'm Young Zhuo. In front of my seniors, I can only listen to their lectures.
Ning Yuan leaned against the windowsill, listening with a sense of complete relaxation and comfort!
Suddenly, I experienced the special bond between grandparents and grandchildren from this group of elderly people who were actually strangers to me.
Rong Wenwu had no choice but to take a deep breath and say, "Okay, it's my problem. Let's go listen to what the children have to say!"
He wanted to see what this girl was up to.
The elderly women and men were taken aback. One of the women muttered, "Two people make five, so one more person is just an extra. Fine, let's go."
Ning Yuan was enjoying the conversation when this comment suddenly came out, and she almost slid behind the window. She quickly coughed and said, "Grandpas and Grandmas, I was just bragging, just bragging!"
Little did she know that Ou Minglang's original intention was to take her and her classmates out for a walk, but they ended up at the old cadres' fish farm.
Just like that, she "expanded" her WeChat Moments by adding a group of grandparents who could keep her cheap father-in-law in check! And they were all big shots!
She's just bragging based on her knowledge from decades in the future. Environmental protection isn't even her area of expertise, and she only started learning about economics in this lifetime!
“Then let’s keep bragging. People from Country A have even gone so far as to brag about landing on the moon. We can brag about it too!” the old man said with a smile.
What could Ning Yuan say? She could only nod and say, "Okay."
Several elderly men and women, along with Rong Wenwu who was reluctantly added to the group, were preparing to enter the small private room together.
Suddenly, Director Ou's voice rang out from not far away: "Old Rong."
Rong Wenwu subconsciously turned his head and saw Director Ou walking towards him, with a graceful lady behind him.
"Old Ou?" Rong Wenwu was taken aback. He glanced at the woman beside him and felt that her expression was a bit serious and she looked a bit familiar.
This lady is clearly not from mainland China. Old Ou works in foreign affairs; who is she receiving?
"Uncle... Uncle Ou!" Ning Yuan's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. Then she saw the person behind him. Her own mother had actually come!
When Ms. Wen told her yesterday, she thought Ms. Wen was just saying it casually. How could her mother get into a senior cadres' tea party!
I never expected my mom to come so openly!
Ms. Wen remained calm and composed, as if she didn't recognize this insignificant person at all.
Director Ou smiled slightly at Ning Yuan, then looked at Rong Wenwu and coughed, "Well, I have something to discuss with you."
Rong Wenwu hesitated for a moment, then frowned and glanced at Ning Yuan. This girl…
The next second, he suddenly felt someone staring at him.
His keen senses, honed through countless battles, made him immediately turn his head, his sharp gaze sweeping across the battlefield, wanting to see who was glaring at him.
But the old lady next to him rudely nudged him: "Go away, don't stand here like a wooden stake. Go play with Xiao Ou. We have important business to attend to."
An old man pushed up his glasses and said, "You're a martial artist, you don't know anything. It doesn't matter whether you participate in this small-scale academic symposium or not. Go have some fun. When the girl's waiting person arrives, she won't have time."
The elderly people nodded in agreement and led Lao Zhuo, who was struggling to suppress his laughter, into Ning Yuan's private room.
Rong Wenwu, feeling scorned, choked back his words: "..."
He was furious and wanted to glare at Ning Yuan, but he found that the elderly people had already closed the door to the private room.
Director Ou suppressed a laugh and pulled him along, saying, "Old Rong... alright, let's go have some fun then."
Rong Wenwu could only tell Secretary Qiu, "You wait here. If there are any problems, have someone come to me."
Secretary Qiu nodded: "Okay."
Ning Yuan was actually a little worried. What was her mother trying to do?
She seemed a little uneasy, and the old lady beside her noticed: "What's wrong? What are you worried about, little girl? Have we made things difficult for you?"
Looking at the kind-faced old woman and her full head of white hair, Ning Yuan suddenly thought of Grandma Xia, and her mood instantly calmed down—
"Grandma, I'm just a little uneasy. Because of running the coffee shop, I've met some foreign friends and gained some basic understanding of economic development and environmental protection. It's all just bragging, and it's really not any profound insight."
Even the smallest private room can seat twelve or thirteen people, and six or seven people can still sit comfortably.
Old Zhuo sat down as well, called the waiter to bring tea and snacks, and smiled: "It's alright, let's just chat."
The old men and women smiled at each other: "Yes, we old folks just love listening to kids brag."
Ning Yuan hesitated for a moment, then took the initiative to pour tea for the elders and cleared her throat: "Then I'll just say a few words. I'm young, so please just ignore me if I say anything wrong."
Ensuring everyone has enough to eat is the top priority for economic development. If environmental development can be taken into account earlier in this process, that would be ideal. She hopes that the motherland can achieve leapfrog development.
Meanwhile, Ning Yuan was exchanging witty remarks with Rong Wenwu, her grandmother, and her grandfather.
A tall, aloof figure led Chen Chen to the entrance of the West Garden.
"Team... Captain, I'm not going in. My grandma's inside. I'm scared!" Chen Chen's calves cramped instantly when he saw the red sign for the old cadres' tea party at the entrance of Xiyuan. He muttered with a bitter face.
Rong Zhaonan glanced at him indifferently: "We're family, what are you afraid of?"
"Of course you're not afraid. You're not forced to perform the talent of breaking a boulder on your chest in public, and you're married, so you don't have to be introduced to potential partners all the time!" Chen Chen looked bitter and resentful.
He learned hard qigong in the army and proudly showed it off when he came back. From then on, whenever he visited relatives or had a gathering, his grandma would bring him out to perform breaking a boulder on his chest!
Rong Zhaonan said with disdain and indifference, "Then you can squat outside!"
He found out from Aheng that the old man was going to meet Ning Yuan here today, and he was really worried about what he would say to Curly Rabbit.
If the old man dares to say anything bad to Ning Yuan, he wouldn't mind having a good "communication" with him.
Rong Zhaonan registered at the gate with his ID, and the security guard verified his identity by phone before letting him in.
Then they went to find Ning Yuan by asking around.
The Xiyuan Guesthouse was very large, and by the time he finally found out where it was, almost half an hour had passed.
Secretary Qiu stood like a wooden stake at the entrance of the private room. When he saw Rong Zhaonan, he was stunned. What was this little tyrant doing here?!
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