Reborn 1960 The little orphan girl has some money

The big leader followed the voice and said: "This Lao Zhu, even if he has a loud voice, he is not afraid of scaring the little girl."

How could An Moxue answer this? She could only listen silently.

Five people came in one after another, each with their own characteristics. The loud-voiced old Wen was the second one. He didn't feel there was anything wrong with him at all. Instead, he said: "There is no way, this is how it will be in this life, until death." I can’t change it.” After saying that, he laughed twice.

An Moxue saw the first one curling his lips and said with a look of disgust: "My ears are buzzing from your vibration. I will go to your house for dinner at night to make it up to me. I want to drink the bottle of wine you treasure!" "

Lao Wen waved his hand and said: "It's okay to eat, let's go!" After saying that, he looked back at the three people behind him, and then continued: "If you want to drink something else, let's not talk about that bottle."

"Okay! I'll drink it when I get the chance next time." The first person didn't bother and agreed easily. It can be seen that the two of them often play this game and everyone is familiar with it.

The big leader joked: "Old Zheng, you are still thinking about his bottle of wine. I think there is no hope!"

After saying that, he introduced to several people, "Come on, come on, everyone, this is the legendary Comrade An Moxue. His father is An Muyang and his mother is Lan Dieyi. Everyone knows him."

At this time, An Moxue was completely surprised. Her parents, whom she had never met before, were so famous, and were they famous in front of many big shots?

An Moxue stood upright, not daring to speak nonsense. She gave another military salute to several people and said only: "Hello, bosses!" Her voice was crisp and refreshing.

Several people looked at it and seemed to express their feelings, and each one spoke one sentence at a time.

The first person to speak was Mr. Wen, who had a loud voice. He said: "Oh! I finally met the legendary little girl. She is so beautiful and handsome! As expected of An Muyang, that boy is hiding her, but she won't let her. The little girl I met. I finally got to see my real face today." There are many stories about her cheap dad, but she and Mr. Wen dare to laugh at her.

Then there was Mr. Zheng: "The good is better than the old and is better than the old. That's right."

Boss Lu: "You have the courage of your parents."

Mr. Ma: "The sons and daughters of heroes are also heroes."

An Moxue was really surprised by the last one. Wu Sicheng's grandfather was very unexpected. He was tall and mighty, and had no resemblance to him in appearance. However, he spoke very kindly: "He is a role model for the younger generation. "

They were all disguised compliments. An Moxue didn't know how to respond. She just smiled at the corner of her mouth, like a child who was proud of being praised by an elder, smiling so hard that he couldn't see his teeth.

Even Director Hou was surprised. He didn't expect An Moxue's parents to be so proud in front of many big leaders. This was the first time he knew about their merits.

The old man said: "Come on, sit down and let's talk slowly."

Upon meeting each other, no one has any leadership arrogance. They are all approachable and amiable, and they look like the grandpa next door.

An Moxue felt a lot more relaxed.

After everyone was seated, An Moxue sat down, but the tension in her heart only started at this time. She didn't think that they were easy to talk to and easy to get along with. They all came out of a hail of bullets. Which one could be simple?

The old man said: "Xiao An! Thank you for completing the tasks assigned to you by the government and at the same time doing your best to get us food from Osaili. The government will not forget what you did."

An Moxue stood up and said: "Leader, this is what I should do. It's just that I am weak and my actions are limited."

The old man waved his hand at her and said, "Sit down and speak slowly, don't be formal."

After An Moxue sat down, he continued: "No, nothing should be done. What you do is what you do. We can't take it for granted. We also heard about you taking down the oil well in Osaili, so we thought I want you to come and tell us about the situation there, and you can also tell us about other countries."

An Moxue thought for a moment and said, "My success in bidding in this incident was entirely because I met the target of the Osaili government. This oil well incident can also be said to be the Osaili government's attack on the old-school aristocrats of Osaili." As a test, they are unwilling to let their government country be ruled by aristocratic families like Xiaohe Country, forming a solid class society, thus setting the society back. That is not progress, but regression..."

Soon, thirty minutes were up, and An Moxue walked out of the old man's office with a crooked look, holding a scroll. People around her could feel her good mood even if they were some distance away.

After leaving the office building, An Moxue and Director Hou looked at her while walking out.

"Xiao An!"

An Moxue looked sideways at him and asked, "Well, Director Waiting, what's wrong?"

Director Hou sincerely admired: "I underestimated you before, but today I have learned a lot. You can still talk eloquently in front of so many leaders without any stage fright. It's really not easy!"

An Moxue looked around calmly, moved a little closer to Director Hou, and then asked in a low voice: "Director, I didn't say anything inappropriate or inappropriate, did I?"

Director Hou glared at her and asked, "What did you say? You know it yourself, and you still ask me? Are you kidding me?"

An Moxue looked bitter and said: "Director, I'm not afraid of your jokes. I just said whatever I thought at the time! You told me that too! But now, if you ask me again, what did I say just now? I can't remember a word of it."

Director Hou looked at her suspiciously. Considering her age and experience, it was normal to be afraid. There was no need for her to lie about this matter.

Director Hou said: "Don't worry! It's okay! It's better than I imagined. Also, you are really brave! You asked him directly for calligraphy treasures, and you are not afraid of making him unhappy?"

"That's good. Didn't I think that if I have his calligraphy, I can motivate myself and prevent myself from slacking off? Besides, his handwriting is so good that he can just write casually. I don't want to be picky. I also want to I often look at it, and one day my handwriting is just a little bit better than his, and I will be very satisfied. How can someone care about me, a younger generation, with such a broad mind? You are worrying too much. This may be the only time in my life Don’t miss the opportunity to meet him.”

"Yes, I have never seen someone as good as you who knows how to use every word. Just say that word and let the old man write whatever he wants! It's good for you to pick the word."

An Moxue looked at Director Hou in horror and asked, "Isn't it possible?"

"I've never seen it before, so forgive me for my limited knowledge. However, you succeeded, so why didn't I write it for you?"

An Moxue said happily: "Yes, these are still my favorite words - we should constantly strive for self-improvement."