Chapter 3969

Inside the tea room, the white yarn was light and the tea fragrance was diffuse, which made people feel very relaxed on the surface. However, with Zhang Ziwei's words, the atmosphere here seemed to change, as if the temperature had dropped several degrees.

Gao Yihan is actually an old man of the Qinglong sect battle hall. In the Li Yang era, he once made great contributions when helping the Qinglong sect grab territory. He was very brave and was injured several times. It can be said that he was loyal. Later, the four battle halls were expanded into the ten battle halls, and Gao Yihan also righteously held the position of hall leader.

Due to his great contribution to the Qinglong Gang, Gao Yihan has no objection to being promoted to the sect leader this time. Moreover, after taking office, Gao Yihan has been doing well and his area of responsibility is very stable.

The Secretary, Xiao Qiong, was exquisite. As soon as she heard the leader's question, she immediately realized the meaning of the other party's words.

Zhang Ziwei will have her own views on how some people are. She doesn't doubt whether to employ people or not. This time, Zhang Ziwei asked, and Xiao Qiong knew that the leader's heart should be a little uncertain.

Moreover, this time, the problem is obviously very thorny.

Although Xiao Qiong didn't know what happened to Zhang Ziwei, she could feel the inner anxiety of the leader.

This anxiety cannot be eliminated by the nectar fragrance and crystal sugar sweetness of Pu'er tea.

Xiao Qiong took a sip of tea and thought carefully: "I think the Lord of the high hall is very down-to-earth, especially responsible. He is so brave that he rushes to the front without killing himself every time. He is really loyal to our Qinglong gang. It is precisely because he is such a soldier that the seventh battle hall is twisted into a rope."

"Do you think he has any shortcomings?" Zhang Ziwei asked again.

"As for the shortcomings... Let me think..." the little Joan held the tea cup, pondered for a moment, and then said, "there are really shortcomings. She speaks straightly and is too dignified. Every time she sees the high hall Lord and greets him, he has no expression."

"This is true." Zhang Ziwei said.

However, it was only for others. When Gao Yihan saw Zhang Ziwei, he was still very chatty.

"The Lord of the high hall is definitely not a reckless man. He is very leadership, and I even heard..." the Secretary, Xiao Qiong, said here, and stopped talking. She glanced at Zhang Ziwei secretly, as if she didn't dare to say the next words.

"What are you worried about? What's wrong with me?" Zhang Ziwei said.

"I know several brothers of the seventh battle hall. They all rushed here with the Lord of the high hall. In their words..." Xiao Qiong hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth: "they said that they only listened to the orders of the Lord of the high hall and did not listen to the orders of the green dragon sect."

The meaning of this sentence is that in their eyes, the orders of the green dragon sect are not the same as those of Gao Yihan. They are just people of Gao Yihan, not people of the green dragon sect.

Zhang Ziwei gently rubbed the cup with her fingers. She shook her head and said, "little Joan, your expression today is quite euphemistic."

"Euphemism..." hearing this sentence, little Joan almost smiled bitterly. The guild leader really knew her too well. It was almost clear from her expression that she hid something and didn't say it.

"Leader, do you really want to listen?" Xiao Qiong said helplessly.

"Maybe they also said something complaining about me, such as a girl who became a gang leader, right?" There seemed to be no mood swings in Zhang Ziwei's voice.

And what those people said was far worse than what Zhang Ziwei himself expressed at the moment.

"This..." Xiao Qiong didn't know what to say. She didn't expect Zhang Ziwei to have heard this sentence.

The little Joan couldn't help praying that Zhang Ziwei wouldn't hear those more unpleasant remarks, such as "it's only because of sleeping with Su Rui that she successfully ascended the position of gang leader", and so on. Those remarks would really explode popularity.

"You forget, before I became the leader of the green dragon sect, I was in charge of the Xintang." Zhang Ziwei said faintly.

Xintang is the intelligence source of the whole Qinglong Gang, almost equivalent to the existence of "Royal Guards"!

Now the seventh battle hall is so high-profile that those remarks will naturally reach Zhang Ziwei's ears.

Now Xintang is still Zhang Ziwei's most trusted and reliable strength within the Qinglong gang.

"Guild leader... This... I hope it doesn't affect your mood. Don't take it to heart..." Xiao Qiong doesn't know how to comfort Zhang Ziwei. After all, any woman will be angry when she hears such insulting words.

"In fact, I don't care about these. People can't live without a little criticism. What I really care about is Gao Yihan's idea." Zhang Ziwei is very open-minded.

As the top commander of the green dragon sect, Zhang Ziwei can't take care of the ideas of every brother of the green dragon sect, but if those sect leaders also hold such an attitude, the result may be very dangerous.

This situation has to be prevented.

Therefore, Zhang Ziwei's heart sank a little after the increasingly fierce online loan incident in the University Town broke out.

I, a girl in her twenties, became the leader of the sect at a young age, which may make many old ministers unconvinced. However, on the surface, Gao Yihan had no problem with Zhang Ziwei, and was very polite when he met.

"Guild leader, I think... Since there is such a remark in the seventh battle hall, it is also very likely the result of the high hall leader's uncontrolled, and I think he should take some responsibility for it." Little Joan finally summoned up the courage to say such a sentence.

In fact, as her secretary, Zhang Ziwei should not be said like this. If investigated, this sentence is suspected of provoking high-level relations.

"Well, maybe we think too much." Zhang Ziwei said, "anyway, there is absolutely no need to have any doubt about the loyalty of the leader of Gaoyi cold hall to the gang."

In front of little Joan, she naturally wouldn't say anything more, and the inquiry just now was just to strengthen the judgment in her heart.

With this sentence, Zhang Ziwei fell into silence and silently tasted tea without saying anything.

Seeing this, little Joan gently backed out.

After ten minutes, a bright voice sounded at the door of the teahouse: "is the leader of crape myrtle waiting inside?"

Xiao Qiong said, "yes, Lord Gao, the sect leader wants to talk to you about some recent situations."

"Good good." Gao Yihan came in.

Xiao Qiong followed, muttering in her heart. She felt that today's High Lord was quite approachable. It seemed a little different in peacetime.

"High Lord, here you are. Please sit down." Zhang Ziwei stood up.

"Ziwei sect leader is really elegant." Gao Yihan spoke in a high voice. He looked at the exquisite tea set on the table and said with a smile, "I usually don't come to the teahouse to drink tea. When drinking tea, I always sprinkle a handful of tea into my enamel mug. I've never drunk such fine tea."

It doesn't sound like boasting.

However, Gao Yihan has always been this temperament. He speaks straight and doesn't pay special attention to others' feelings.

Gao Yihan was born in a rural area in the north of Nanjiang province. After dropping out of junior high school, he came to Ninghai to work alone. As the so-called "Jiangbei people", he was sneered at in Ninghai. He had no education and culture, no other skills, no backstage to rely on, and only a life.

Fortunately, Gao Yihan used his life to spell a very good result.

Zhang Ziwei seemed to fail to understand the slightly unpleasant irony in Gao Yihan's words. She took the initiative to pour a cup of tea for Gao Yihan and said, "in fact, sometimes drinking tea can calm yourself down, calm your heart, and you can think of many things."

"Thank you for your tea." Gao Yihan sat down and drank like a whale swallowing a cow. He didn't mean to taste tea at all. He drank the expensive tea from Wuzhai, Iceland in southern Yunnan.

Last year, the spring tea in Icelandic stockade in Pu'er City had been fried to several hundred thousand kilograms. Even with Zhang Ziwei's financial resources, it was only oneortwo tea cakes a year.

"What do you think of this tea?" Zhang Ziwei asked.

"Hehe, crape myrtle sect leader, in fact, I don't have much taste. Rude people like us are not good at tea tasting. We prefer wine, strong wine, the stronger the better." Gao Yihan said again.

Zhang Ziwei didn't mind, smiled and poured another cup of tea for the other party.

In fact, Zhang Ziwei didn't hear such remarks for the first time. In the past, Gao Yihan would make such remarks as long as he saw others drinking tea with Kung Fu tea sets.

Drinking disdains drinking tea, just like drinking coffee disdains eating garlic. It's really a chain of disdain out of nothing, but although this chain of disdain is unreasonable, it is everywhere.

This man is good at drinking, has a bright disposition, and has an excellent drinking capacity. Looking at the whole Qinglong Gang, I'm afraid there are few people who can drink too much Yihan.

Gao Yihan said, "guild leader, you didn't call me here today to taste tea, did you? We are all friends who have been killed. If you have anything to say, you can say it directly."

This guy is quite frank, and sometimes he doesn't even know he offends others.

However, often everyone knows what kind of person he is, so he basically doesn't take these words to heart. Moreover, Gao Yihan fought bravely and was hurt for the green dragon sect. In this case, there are many more people who trust him than those who hate him.

"High hall Lord." Zhang Ziwei nodded and said, "over there in the University Town, has it been calm recently?"

"It's OK. To be honest, this area is actually the simplest. Most of them are college students, and they can't turn out any waves at all." Gao Yihan said, "I want to transfer to the most dangerous place to guard the front line for our Qinglong gang."

After a pause, Gao Yihan grinned and said, "I think the place of the first war hall is very good. It's better to change with the seventh war hall. How does Ziwei sect leader feel?"

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PS: I've been on my way in the afternoon. The plane was late and the landing was close to 12 o'clock. Now I'll hurry to send the second chapter to the hotel. Everyone has been waiting for a long time. Good night.