I'm not a drama god

Just when the two sides were at a stalemate, the Prime Minister of Han suddenly stepped forward and stood between Sun Bumian and Ying Fu.

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Mr. Sun... My student is introverted and dull, shy and afraid to communicate with others... He just stood up too quickly and didn't see Mr. Sun coming over. I hope you don't mind, Mr. Sun."

Han Xiang's voice was like a spring breeze, lightly dispelling the tense atmosphere. With an apologetic smile on his face, he bowed to Sun Bumian.

After saying this, he turned his head to look at Ying Fu and pretended to scold:

"How many times have I told you to avoid getting into trouble when you're out? If it weren't for Mr. Sun's extraordinary demeanor, you would have been in trouble this time! Go back and sit down!"

Ying Fu glanced at Sun Bumian coldly, then slowly walked back to his seat and sat down.

Ying Fu naturally knew that Han Xiang stepped forward at this time just to share the firepower with him, otherwise Sun Bumian would keep pestering him and something would happen sooner or later... But now he was in the spotlight and in the center of the storm, so it was no longer possible for him to sneak away.

After taking his seat, Ying Fu's gaze was like a sword drawn from its sheath, piercing through the crowd and landing directly on the inconspicuous small table opposite.

The young man in a black Tang suit drank the hot soup slowly, as if all the disputes here had nothing to do with him...

If Ying Fu was just suspicious of Chen Ling when he saw Sun Bumian entering the venue just now, then after Sun Bumian's unreasonable behavior just now, Ying Fu was able to be completely sure that this person was definitely Chen Ling after her face was changed!

Sun Bumian's actions just now must have been instructed by Chen Ling... and the purpose was to delay himself here.

Now, Chu Changqing might be in danger...

After hearing what Han Xiang said, Sun Bumian took off Yingfu lightly, and his eyes behind his sunglasses narrowed immediately.

"Oh, that sounds nice... Who are you?"

"I am Han Shuzhi, nice to meet you, Mr. Sun." Han Xiang bowed again, "I have long heard of Mr. Sun's great name. Seeing you today, I can see that you are indeed a youthful-looking man with white hair and a noble bearing."

"Old man? How old are you, and you call yourself old man?" Sun Bumian snorted coldly.

"Han Shuzhi... I remember now, you are Han Wenshu's grandson. When Han Wenshu followed me around and asked for candied haws, his attitude was much more pleasing than yours."

As soon as these words came out, Han Xiang broke out in a cold sweat...

Sun Bumian's words were a super-generational change, which changed the status of the two dinner guests, who were originally equal, into that of elder and junior. Sun Bumian bullied Han Shuzhi, which was unreasonable, but if it was a grandfather teaching his grandson, it could only be called discipline and training, and even the 749th Bureau could not do anything about it.

"OK OK."

Just as Han Xiang's brain was working rapidly, Sun Zhongliang's voice came from behind.

Sun Zhongliang walked slowly to the two of them, holding a wine glass.

"You two are both honored guests of our 749th Bureau. Mr. Sun has finally returned from the United States. It's a rare opportunity for us to get together today, so don't be so angry... Mr. Sun, I'll have someone take your clothes and change them. Everyone, please give me some face and let this matter go, okay?"

Sun Zhongliang was also helpless. The dinner hadn't even started yet and the two most senior guests had already started arguing. It didn't matter whose fault it was. What was important was that this incident should not affect the mood of all the guests.

"Director Sun, you are too serious. Mr. Su and I were just chatting. There is no need to be angry." Han Xiang said immediately, "But it is indeed my student who made a mistake. As a teacher, I have to apologize to Mr. Sun...

It is not easy for Mr. Sun to promote the lion dance culture overseas. We, the younger generation, have long taken Mr. Sun as a role model. If I have the chance in the future, I will definitely bring my students to apologize again!"

Han Xiang had said this, so Sun Bu Mian naturally couldn't get angry, and could only say expressionlessly:

"Don't bother coming to apologize. Let's have a few drinks later... but don't run away halfway."

"Mr. Sun, don't worry about that." Sun Zhongliang said with a smile, "Mr. Han and I will drink with you. We won't go home until we are drunk tonight!"

"I won't get drunk, I'll drink juice, but you two have to drink."

Han Xiang: ...

As things developed to this point, Han Xiang could no longer refuse and could only agree to it.

Seeing this, Ying Fu clenched his hand holding the teacup slightly...

He looked across at Chen Ling, who was still eating leisurely, with an unpleasant expression on his face.

Ying Fu knew very well that his most important chess piece on the chessboard had been silently eaten by Chen Ling... In the first round of the fight, Chen Ling had the upper hand.

But Ying Fu couldn't just surrender. Even without the Prime Minister of Han, he still had other chess pieces to use.

Yingfu lowered his head and pretended to eat quietly, but his fingers were sliding gently in the corner under the table, as if he was writing something...

One by one, tiny strokes took shape at his fingertips, and then gathered into a long stroke worm the size of a little finger, which rolled silently from the corner of the table and then crawled towards Fu Kun and Zheng Zhiqing in the distance little by little.

Fu Kun and Zheng Zhiqing do not have that much experience in the 749th Bureau, so their positions are relatively far away. Now Ying Fu cannot use electronic equipment to convey messages to them, so he can only use this covert method.

No matter how many tricks Chen Ling has, he cannot intercept this most ancient means of communication.

As Yingfu watched from the corner of his eye, the long worm moved little by little, and just as it was about to cross the aisle, a lizard's red tongue suddenly popped out from the side, instantly wrapped around the worm's body, and then swallowed it into its stomach in a whoosh!

Ying Fu:?

Ying Fu was startled and turned his head to look. He saw a tiny silk lizard, probably the size of a little finger, lying under Yao Qing's table. It was smacking its lips and blinking at Ying Fu. Its dull pupils looked extremely cute.

Yao Qing was playing with an embroidery needle, and glanced at Ying Fu faintly. Then, she fumbled around behind the embroidered silk lizard for a long time, and unexpectedly pulled out the long worm!

He poked Xiao Chunping who was sitting in front of him:

"Grandma! Look! The guy next to me was secretly putting bugs in there and I found him!!"

Ying Fu: ????? ?????

Ying Fu almost forgot that Yao Qing was sitting next to him and had been spying on him... But how did he see through his covert tactics? And in such a short time, he embroidered a little lizard specifically to eat his insects? !

Xiao Chunping turned around, took the worm with strokes, flipped through it carefully for a moment, and then looked at Ying Fu leisurely.

She said calmly:

"Young man, eat your meal properly. Don't learn from your teacher who only knows how to do tricks..."

Xiao Chunping casually crushed the worm to death and threw it into the trash can, then turned around and continued to eat her hot pot... Yao Qing turned his head and silently made a face at Ying Fu.

Ying Fu: ...