All-in-one Sign

If there are unfamiliar people, there will naturally be familiar people.

Lao Meng saw Xu Ang standing next to him and found the right opportunity to lead the way: "You really came at the right time. Look, the conference will start in less than ten minutes."

Xu Ang shrugged. He knew that Lao Meng was teasing and had no ill intentions, so he made no excuse.

Originally, he came early, but he didn't arrive just in time. Who allowed him to be delayed in the middle of the journey, which led to the current situation. But in Xu Ang's view, as long as he is not late, no one can say anything.

Why don't those who ask others to arrive early set the time earlier?

It's obviously the time you set, but I came before the time. Why are you dissatisfied? It's simply inexplicable.

Time is life. You can’t ask me to waste my life just because you think people must arrive early.

"The battle today is quite big. If I don't get to know more people, I'll be at a huge loss."

Xu Ang replied seemingly unintentionally.

Lao Meng heard his dissatisfaction and explained: "It's useless to tell me if you have any objections. You have to talk to the principal. The decision is made by the school leaders and is not something I can influence. I have been busy with the Old Summer Palace recently. I don’t have much time at school to ask about these things. Don’t think that I already knew about it and deliberately hid it from you. To tell you the truth, I didn’t know about it a few minutes before you did.”

"I'm just going to say one thing. You said a lot of things back to me. It looks like you have a guilty conscience."

After saying that, Xu Ang didn't give Lao Meng a chance to defend himself, and smiled and looked past him.

"You kid..." Lao Meng had no choice but to nag behind him, "After all, I am also an officially established professor in the school. Can't you respect me more?"

Xu Ang glanced at him and said, "Then I'll respect you more verbally and cut off the budget for garden repairs?"

Lao Meng: "..."

Then you'd better stop respecting me.

"Formalism is unacceptable, Comrade Lao Meng, your consciousness is not high enough."

Lao Meng's nose almost became crooked with Xu Ang's anger.

He said that Lao Meng is not enlightened enough. Are you sure that your own awareness is enough?

I'm afraid it's not as good as me.

"If it weren't for the fact that you gave me money to build a garden, I would never have divorced you."

Xu Ang laughed and refused to answer.

It’s better not to touch the final stubbornness.

While chatting with Lao Meng, Xu Ang walked towards his seat, where Da Qiangzi, Zhao Jincong, Zheng Jiajia and other people were already sitting nearby. When these people saw Xu Ang coming, they stood up and signaled.

In fact, Xu Ang doesn't like to do this. However, the custom is such that everyone will subconsciously abide by certain rules, and Xu Ang doesn't force everyone to do anything.

That would be another form of rule.

"They're all here."

"Brother Wen, are you coming to join in the fun?"

Xu Ang sat down and greeted a group of his own people.

Whenever there is a meeting in China, it is customary for the leader to speak first, and the leaders are allowed to go on stage for as long as one or two hours, or as little as 30 to 50 minutes to speak a few words.

Xu Ang was sitting in the audience, listening to the people on the stage saying lines that he knew the routine at the first glance, which made him feel sleepy.

He listened to speeches like this every year from elementary school to junior high school, from junior high school to high school, and his ears were almost numb from hearing them. It can be said that before the person on the stage finished a sentence, Xu Ang knew what he was going to say in the next ten sentences.

"Who wrote this manuscript? It's nothing new. Bad review!"

Xu Ang curled his lips and suppressed his urge to yawn, trying hard not to fall asleep.

It's not that he didn't get a good rest, it's that the person on the stage's ability to induce sleep was too strong, even Xu Ang couldn't handle it.

He was like that, and no one else was much better.

The old fritters were smiling, nodding from time to time, and clapping along when necessary. They looked like they were listening, but in fact they were either wandering away or using their own methods to rest.

As for what the people on the stage actually said, they didn't care.

Anyway, the content is just that, and everyone is extremely familiar with the routines. They can recite speeches with more than 90% similarity in content in a hundred ways.

Touching him gently with her elbow, Tang Lu signaled: "Did you see the group on the right? Not only did the Siamese come by themselves, but they also brought along some merchants and merchants from Malai, Inni and other places in the country. Officer, please don’t be careless.”

Xu Ang knew about the Siamese's presence early on, and that Malai and the Indian people also joined in the fun. Xu Ang didn't know it before.

But this is not an important matter. Anyway, one will be killed and two will be destroyed, which will not affect the final result.

However, Xu Ang was quite concerned about the person who came with the sealant. He felt that this guy looked familiar.

"Who knows who comes from Yin Ni?"

It is a good habit to ask when you don't understand. Xu Ang asked Tang Lu, and the latter did not disappoint him.

"Why are you interested in the Indian Clay Man?"

"The man they came is Subianto, and his father-in-law is Hatto."

If it were an ordinary ink clay man, Tang Lu might not know who it was, but with Subianto, it was different. This guy's father-in-law, Hatto, is the leader. The Hatto family is a behemoth that monopolizes three-quarters of the economy. Their will cannot even be said to influence the country. They simply control the country.

"Ha, who is it? It turns out to be the son-in-law of that rebellious warrior who rose to power by betraying his benefactor."

Xu Ang looked disdainful and sneered again and again.

"Isn't that Hato guy Yinni Yuan Datou?

What? "

"Well, compared to Yuan Datou, Hato is several blocks behind. I shouldn't insult Yuan Weiting."

Others could only hear Xu Ang's disdain and ridicule, but Tang Lu discovered that the hostility and murderous intention hidden under the disdain and ridicule were so strong that they could not be dispelled.

When Xu Ang mentioned Hato, Tang Lu, who was sitting next to him, felt a sharp chill that made her hair stand on end.

"You have a problem with Hatto?"

Tang Lu didn't understand what kind of festival made Xu Ang behave like this. In her memory, Xu Ang never reacted so fiercely to the little book in District 11.

"It's not that I have a problem with Hato, but that he wants to have a problem with all Chinese people."

Tang Lu was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"Yinni is also a country harvested by the capital sickle of the Western consortium this time. It may be said that its situation is the same as Siam, but there are essential differences between the two countries."

"Look at Siam. No matter how bad Hatisu and the Siamese royal family are, they still have some common sense and know that there are some things that cannot be done. But Hatto is different. That guy came to power through conspiracy, and his rise to prosperity was filled with With lies, betrayal and adventure, the last time he took the risk, he took control of the power and became their uncompromising dictator. But this time, you guess he is completely unable to cope with the economic crisis and dare not resist the powerful Western capital. What a crazy move?"

"Have no idea?"

"I'll tell you the answer: If a robber with a sword has no money, he will rob it."

“The strong wield their swords against the stronger, and the weak only wield their swords against the weaker.”

"Guess which one Hatto belongs to?"