After hearing Chen Yuanzheng's question, Gao Xin's squinty eyes darted left and right, his gaze rapidly shifting, and cold sweat poured down his forehead in a panic.
Could it be that Chen Yuanzheng discovered what he was doing?
When Chen Yuanzheng saw Gao Xin's guilty reaction, his anger intensified.
“Patricide!” When Chen Yuanzheng uttered these two words, all the soldiers and non-military personnel present looked up and stared at Gao Xin kneeling on the ground.
Chen Yuanzheng changed his gesture of poking Gao Xin's chest to slapping Gao Xin's chest hard, "Your heart is black! General Gao was full of honors his whole life, but you alone became his stain!"
"You are not worthy to be General Gao's son!"
The condemning gazes of those around him made Gao Xin feel as if he were being pricked by needles all over his body, so painful that he wanted to cry.
"It's him! He doesn't deserve to be my father!"
“I, Gao Xin, am his only son at Goldman Sachs. That old man is over ninety years old. Instead of giving me power, he holds onto it tightly.”
“He used to beat and scold me when I was a child. After I grew up, he only gave me a fixed amount of living expenses each month and didn’t care about me at all!”
After hearing Gao Xin's beastly words, Chen Yunhao released his grip and then kicked Gao Xin hard in the back. The sudden, powerful kick sent Gao Xin sprawling to the ground, his forehead slamming against the floor with a sharp thud.
"Haha, what a ridiculous joke! You are clearly unworthy to be General Gao's son!"
"If my son were like you, I wouldn't let him grow up."
After saying this, Chen Yuanzheng did not want to say anything more. He turned his back to Goldman Sachs and looked at the building behind the office.
His mind was filled with images of General Gao. He remembered General Gao walking unsteadily to his office in the morning, and how he was still working at his desk three days before his death. The power had been cut off, but candles were still burning in General Gao's office...
Old Gao…
Chen Yuanzheng, who had grown up safely, looked at the soldiers around him and said, "Take him to General Gao's memorial tablet!"
…
After cutting off the walkie-talkie signal, Ye Zhi and the others destroyed the monitoring equipment on Tang Xubai's body.
"Let's eat!" Ye Zhi clutched her stomach.
I'm so hungry, no amount of crystals can stop me from eating.
"Let's go eat." Ye Jingyu snatched Ye Zhi from Lu Ke's hands and lifted her up high.
Tang Xubai, Wang Yao, and the other two breathed a sigh of relief, "That old bastard will never be able to get away with this."
Grandpa Song was very curious, "What's the name of that tall dog in your Victory Base?"
All he knew was that there was a famous general in Country Z, Goldman Sachs, and this guy also had the surname Gao. He wondered if there was any connection between the two.
"Gao Xin, General Gao's only son."
Old Master Song already had the answer in his heart. The only one they could call General Gao was Gao Sheng. But he still didn't believe it. General Gao had such a useless son, a useless son who had been driven to the point of fainting by their family.
Old Master Song tentatively asked, "Is it General Gao from Goldman Sachs?"
Lu Xingxiao nodded, her eyes filled with endless sorrow, "Yes!"
He then saluted in the direction of the Victory Base, bowed his head, leaned slightly forward, closed his eyes, and removed his hat.
Not only him, but Wang Yao and Tang Xubai also had the same expression and posture.
This is!
A moment of silence.
Ye Zhi's family: !
Song Yuanqing's eyes were filled with tears; their Z country's General Gao had passed away.
Those in the family who have hats should take them off, and those who don't should stand in a gesture of silence and observe three minutes of silence together.
Ye Zhi obediently followed the posture of the people around her and silently mourned.
For some reason, she did this pose quite skillfully, as if she had done it countless times before.
The voice from the previous nightmare reappeared.
"Ye Zhi, you are the last spark of humanity on our planet. Live well!"
"Ye Zhi..."
Okay, stop arguing. I'm perfectly fine.
Ye Zhi blocked out those voices, put aside the strange feelings in her heart, and solemnly mourned.
Grandpa Song and the others raised an eyebrow. Was someone making a fuss? What did they mean by Little Sweet Bean being alive and well?
After the moment of silence, the group exchanged glances and decided to hold the meeting later that evening.
As we finished our moment of silence, Xiao Yezhi kept replaying in her mind the plot about Goldman Sachs that she had read in the novel "I Became a Queen in the Apocalypse by Relying on a System".
Rarely, the author managed to depict Goldman Sachs' tragic demise with just a few strokes of the pen.
[Goldman Sachs, a patient with thrombocytopenia, died of a brain hemorrhage during his tenure as leader of Base Z after his son, Gao Xin, secretly added anticoagulants to his food daily.]
Mr. Song had previously suffered a cerebral hemorrhage, which resulted in his paralysis.
Grandpa Song knew very well what medicine should be used for cerebral hemorrhage; anticoagulants were practically poison.
Platelets have a blood clotting effect. Gao Sheng was a patient with thrombocytopenia, which already had a poor blood clotting effect. Gao Xin also gave Gao Sheng anticoagulant drugs every day. Gao Sheng's death was a murder!
Ye Jingyu thought angrily to himself: Damn it, ten million crystal cores are still not enough. They should make Gao Xin work like a slave.
Even if you're heartbroken, you still have to do the cooking.
The pig's trotters stewing in the villa, and the white fungus soup, had long since become tender and flavorful.
But the other dishes that were already prepared got cold because of Gao Xin's actions.
Everyone took it upon themselves to heat up the dishes in the kitchen, without letting Ye Yubai work alone.
The villa's kitchen is very large, with several gas stoves, a microwave oven, and an induction cooker also placed on the kitchen counter.
Grandpa Song and the others each heated up one dish, which was more than enough.
Ye Zhi was ushered out of the kitchen. She shrugged and said, "I'll go get the drinks."
Ye Zhi was setting out drinks from her personal space on the dining table when she heard the kitchen door open. The aroma of food tantalized her nose as Grandpa Song and the others brought out dishes.
Ye Zhi's nose twitched wildly as she followed the aroma to her favorite dish.
"It smells so good!" After taking a deep breath of the sweet and sour pork ribs that Grandpa Song was carrying, "Come on!"
The next dish was tender pig's trotters brought over by Ye Jingyu. Ye Zhi leaned forward to smell it again, "It smells so good, next one!"
And so, Ye Zhi, like a quality inspector, inhaled the aroma of each dish intently.
"Wow, is this the drink that Sweet Bean put out? It's wonderful!" Grandpa Song's praise reached Ye Zhi's ears, who was immersed in the aroma of the food and whose mouth was constantly watering.
"Okay, let's eat!" Ye Zhi nodded and eagerly flew to her assigned seat.
After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, Tang Xubai brought up a topic, "Uncle Song, the barbed wire around your house seems to have gotten much thicker."
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