Chapter 1601

Zhang Guangrong smiled generously: "Lao Qian, they are too young. It is understandable that they pay more attention to stars and entertainment."

Qian Duoduo looked left and then again, with an ignorant face: "Dad, you have to make it clear. What's the president's number?"

Qian Zhenkun said angrily, "the American aircraft carrier fleet cruises in the South Pacific and has entered the South China Sea. The president is the latest aircraft carrier developed by the United States and the most advanced aircraft carrier in the world. You should know what it means, smelly boy."

Qian Duoduo suddenly realized: "Oh, that's the same thing. I've heard that the American aircraft carrier fleet often cruises across the ocean to the South China Sea. Now it's coming again?"

"HMM. do you think it will inform you in advance?" Qian Zhenkun joked.

Qian Duoduo smiled: "Dad, don't tell me. It really should inform me about this. Without even saying hello, he ran to our door to show off. Do you think I should pee and flush it over?"

"Cluck..."

"Hee hee..."

Murong Xue, Ding Xiaomei and a group of other girls all laughed and a cheerful silver bell rang.

Qian Zhenkun couldn't laugh or cry. He pointed to his son: "you, you, you... You smelly boy, can you be serious?"

Qian Duoduo said solemnly, "I'm very serious. I have enough to eat and drink tonight and hold a bubble of urine. Tomorrow morning, I really want to go to the South China Sea. A bubble of urine overturned the president. Uncle Zhang, I pee at the door of our great China. Isn't this illegal?"

Zhang Guangrong also couldn't laugh or cry, pointing to him: "Duoduo, Duoduo, if you really hold back a bubble of urine, you'll turn over the president's number and frighten Shi Krone. I'll count you a great achievement."

Qian Duoduo disdained: "what is dung beetle? Uncle Zhang, if you need it, I can pull him out of the quilt and let him knock your head three times and call you Uncle Zhang three times."

Qian Zhenkun pointed to his son and said, "shut up, smelly boy. The more you say, the less spectrum you have."

Qian Duoduo smiled: "Dad, I don't care about national affairs, you scold me; I care about national affairs now, and you tell me to shut up. What do you want from me?"

Qian Zhenkun was so angry that he stared.

Qian Duoduo looked at Zhang Guangrong again: "Uncle Zhang, after dinner later, I'll take you back to the presidential suite. Let's discuss how to deal with the dung beetle's presidential number, how about it?"

Taking advantage of the wine, Zhang Guangrong nodded, "OK, let's discuss it."

Yang Zhi was full of joy: "I also want to see how you can turn over the president by peeing."

Gao Yuee said angrily with a smile: "Lao Yang, you are so old that you pee when you close your mouth. I feel that the food on the table has changed."

"Hahaha..."

"Cluck..."

The table was filled with laughter and a happy atmosphere.

An hour later, everyone was full of wine and food. All the members of the inspection team were arranged to stay in the happiness hotel. Qian Duoduo, Murong Xue and others accompanied Zhang Guangrong to the presidential suite on the roof. They visited the presidential suite on the roof. Zhang Guangrong was very satisfied.

A dozen people sat down on the sofa to rest, and the service staff made hot tea for everyone.

Yang Zhigao said with great interest, "Duoduo, what's your boy's best way to deal with the dung beetle's president? Let's talk about it now."

Zhang Guangrong said: "Duoduo, this has always been our heart disease in Zhongnan island. If you have any good ways, you can speak out boldly."

Qian Duoduo smiled: "Uncle Zhang, do you want to scare them away or completely let them stay at the bottom of the Pacific Ocean?"

Yang Zhigao said without thinking: "of course, let them stay at the bottom of the Pacific Ocean forever. If they just scare them away, they will come again soon."

Zhang Guangrong thought: "we certainly want them to stay at the bottom of the Pacific Ocean forever, but we can't cause a lot of casualties. Otherwise, this matter will have a great impact."

"How many people are there in an aircraft carrier formation?"

"Tens of thousands."

Qian Duoduo nodded and said, "I see. Tens of thousands of people, of course, can't cause a lot of deaths and injuries."

"The most important thing is that this matter can't be grasped by skron and others. You know, once those American people grasp the handle and become angry, they may also have very serious consequences."

"That is, we need to do it cleanly and mysteriously."

"Yes, that's basically what it means."

"Clean and neat, haunted..." Qian Duoduo bowed his head and meditated.

Qian Zhenkun told, "Duoduo, this matter is very important. Don't mess around."

Murong Xue also said: "Duoduo, you can't promise what you can't do. Do what you can. Don't try your best."

Qian Duoduo suddenly had a flash in his mind. He looked up and said with a smile, "Uncle Zhang, I have a way."

"What can I do?"

"Black storm."

"Black storm?" Zhang Guangrong was puzzled.

Everyone looked at each other and didn't know what money meant.

Yang Zhigao couldn't wait to say, "Duoduo, you make it clear, what black storm?"

Qian Duoduo smiled and looked mysterious: "Grandpa Yang, don't worry. I'll leave at dawn tomorrow morning and go home at noon. At that time, you should make a major discovery when you read the headlines."

Zhang Guangrong said suspiciously, "Duoduo, are you really sure?"

"I'm 80% sure."

"What can we do for you?"

"Don't help me with anything. You just wait to see a good play."

"Your boy, he is mysterious. What's the key to selling?"

Qian Duoduo was in high spirits: "Uncle Zhang and grandpa Yang, it's still early now. It's less than eight o'clock. Let's have some entertainment, play mahjong and fight the landlord. How about? Come on, we have so many people, we can gather up several tables."

Then he stood up with his hands itching.

Zhang Guangrong and others stood up one after another.

Zhang Guangrong cheered: "Yang Lao, Lao Qian, come, let's play mahjong. I've been busy these days. I haven't played mahjong for several days."

Yang Zhigao and Qian Zhenkun smiled and readily agreed.

The rest of the people shouted with great interest, including Murong Xue, Ding Xiaomei, Yang Liuqing and other girls.

More than a dozen people soon formed four dials, two dials of mahjong and two dials of fighting the landlord

At ten o'clock in the evening, everyone went home.

Qian Duoduo is lying on the bed. Murong Xue is on the left and Ding Xiaomei is on the right. Both girls are leaning against his shoulder.

Qian Duoduo touched Ding Xiaomei's stomach and could clearly feel the beating of the little life inside. The joy in his heart was self-evident: "sister Mei, the little monkey is really naughty."