Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Ye Wangchuan glanced over: "Are you very free?"

"..." Oh Mo, it hit the boss's sore spot, and Mo Dong shut up instantly.

Ye Wangchuan ignored him and talked to the captain.

The ship's staff are divided into two parts: driving and engineering. Driving is mainly responsible for grasping the ship's course and speed, etc., while engineering is mainly responsible for machine maintenance and inspection.

Ye Wangchuan asked the engineer officer about the engine inspection status, and the officer on duty responded with a serious face.

"There is no problem with our engine. A swirl-shaped impact dent was detected on the left hull, but there is no risk of water leakage."

"Well, tell people to watch more."

Ye Wangchuan's handsome face was expressionless.

The engineer officer nodded solemnly, and immediately called a few more people to patrol again to ensure the safety of the ship.

The captain was a middle-aged man who had a good relationship with Ye Wangchuan. When he saw this, he looked at him with a smile and said, "You know it's safe now. I didn't know who asked me to sail the boat and hit him just now?"

Ye Wangchuan handed him the thermos cup, and there was an extra inch of smile in his eyes: "Uncle Wen helped me hit it."

Wen Yiliang glared at him angrily, unscrewed the lid of the thermos cup and took a sip of the barley water inside, and said helplessly: "Who made you my favorite disciple?"

Ye Wangchuan fell silent.

When Wen Yiliang saw this, he was angry and funny: "You are a good material for the navy. I really wanted to keep you at the beginning. Can you tell me where to find someone who has passed all the naval and flight license tests at the age of 18? The configuration on the Cheetah You were also the best at flying the Flying Eagle fighter. At that time, you beat a bunch of professionals to the point of doubting their lives. I was thinking that if you stayed, your future would be limitless, not to mention compared to your old man. not bad!"

"Hey." He sighed, and couldn't help but glare at someone: "But you treat my place as a playground, just here to play!"

Ye Wangchuan listened to him recounting his rotten millet past, and scratched the bridge of his nose with his fingers, and said with rare surprise: "I'm sorry, I was ignorant at that time and caused you trouble."

Wen Yiliang took a sip of water and took time to look at him: "Have you decided what you want to do now?"

Seeing Ye Wangchuan, he didn't speak.

He couldn't help but sigh again: "Sometimes I really hate geniuses like you, who make us ordinary people have no sense of accomplishment. But geniuses like you are particularly easy to lose yourself. Look, you can learn anything quickly and know everything. A little. On the contrary, it is difficult to find what you want to do and what you like to do. Why do people say that there is only a thin line between genius and madness? Isn’t it because everything comes so easily, and genius who loses his goals and pursuits becomes a madman.”

Ye Wangchuan couldn't help laughing: "Uncle Wen is right!"

"I'm talking to you." Wen Yiliang was anxious when he saw that he didn't take it seriously: "You haven't decided what you want to do yet?"

Ye Wangchuan found an empty seat and sat down, his posture as tall as a proud cypress: "I have thought about it. I didn't think about it before, but now I have a goal."

"Huh?" Wen Yiliang sat upright and became interested: "Tell me about it."

Ye Wangchuan met his expectant gaze, pursed his thin lips, and revealed his goal: "Marry someone home as soon as possible."

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"..."

It only took Wen Yiliang less than three seconds to go from shocked to stunned to speechless.

He finally couldn't help but ask: "Do I look like a stray dog ​​on the roadside?"

Ye Wangchuan was in a good mood: "Why did Uncle Wen say that?"