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Chapter 592 The popping sound in the cornfield

Vladivostok.

A Mi8-T helicopter landed in front of the Far East Bank headquarters building, juxtaposed with another helicopter of the same model. It looked extremely spectacular.

People passing by showed awe, this is the majesty brought by strength.

When Zhu Yi got off the plane, only Tao Hongye and Pan Jun came out to greet him.

"Where are Xia Chuan and Shiyun?" Zhu Yi asked.

Tao Hongye smiled and said: "They stay in the room every day and don't come out until meal time. I really wonder why Xia Chuan died without exhaustion?"

Pan Jun looked away speechlessly. You don't treat yourself as an outsider.

Zhu Yiqing scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, they are writing a book."

Tao Hongye stuck out her tongue, "You didn't tell me."

"Is it useful to tell you?" Pan Jun answered.

Tao Hongye immediately complained: "Mr. Zhu, Pan Jun harasses me every day. How do you think this will be punished?"

"I didn't see it." Zhu Yi walked into the building.

Pan Jun smiled proudly.

Tao Hongye suddenly hit his temple with a high whip kick.

Pan Jun suddenly squatted down and turned around, kicked her in the face, and both of them had strange peaks, which were extremely strange and cruel.

The eyes of all the informants who were hiding under surveillance widened. Why are all the people in this bank so powerful?

Don't you know that Lao Daoxian went crazy and beat the bodyguards and guards in the bank to death every day in the name of training, until he doubted his life and told them seriously: This is how I trained.

As expected, the training was not in vain. Tao Hongye and Pan Jun themselves did not feel that they had made any progress, but in the eyes of outsiders, they were almost as good as professional killers.

……

"Finally fell asleep."

Zhang Binglan looked at the two children in the stroller and the two nannies, then fell down on the bed like a salted fish.

Since Lao Dao left, each of the two children needs her to hold them, and they will cry if they don't hold them. She is going crazy.

She was left alone to nurse during the day and at night, and she suspected that she was turning into a cow.

Her mother specially selected two nannies from Yanjing to send them here, otherwise she would have died.

Suddenly she heard the sound of a helicopter. She thought the old man was back and jumped up suddenly.

Quickly tidy up the bedroom.

There was a knock on the door, and Binglan's heart sank: "Come in."

Zhu Yi pushed the door open and said with a smile: "Binglan, you must be exhausted."

"It's okay, I'm just tired." Although Binglan was disappointed, she didn't show it.

"Actually, neither you nor Lao Dao are suitable to take care of children. Let's feed them milk powder when the children are older." Zhu Yi looked at the child in the stroller and said softly.

The two nannies looked disapproving.

Binglan smiled and said: "My mother said that breast milk is irreplaceable."

Zhu Yi sighed: "It's not that exaggerated. If you continue like this, you will not only torture yourself. By the way, Lao Dao will help Feier form the Far East Industrial Group and stay in Khabarovsk for the time being. Don't think too much about it."

Binglan was silent for a moment and said with a smile: "Let him relax, the child has tortured him crazy for a while."

……

Shiyun is hunkering down at his desk and writing quickly.

Xia Chuan was drinking tea comfortably on the side. Occasionally, he thought of something, so he picked up a Parker gold pen and wrote a few words.

"Sister, look at this poem. If it is mixed with Tang poetry, would anyone be able to recognize it?" Xia Chuan handed over a piece of paper.

Shiyun put down the pen in his hand, picked it up and looked at it. His cheeks suddenly fainted, and he saw that it read:

It was really hard in the cornfield, and the sex was overwhelming.

It is difficult to plan for tomorrow today, and young people only envy the old and powerful.

The poem becomes more familiar when the skin peels off, and the sound of the clouds and temples swaying becomes louder.

Self-care is a song of generosity, who can untie the robes of siblings.

Shiyun pursed her lips shyly, her eyes moved, and Yanran asked: "Why do you want to mix it into Tang poetry? It would be as conspicuous as a crow mixed in a group of white doves. It would be better to mix it in yellow poetry, and ensure that no one can pick it out."

Xia Chuan immediately said enthusiastically: "Sister, you are wrong. Every sentence I say is to praise corn. How come I am involved in pornography?"

Shiyun had long expected that his younger brother was teasing her, but she didn't know how he would turn the tables, so he pointed his finger and said, "How can you explain that you are so 'hard-working'?"

When Xia Chuan saw his sister falling into the trap, he laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes. He criticized seriously:

"Sister, your thoughts are too impure. The jade body is the body of corn. As mentioned before, it is in the corn field. The popping sound is the sound of corn jointing. You don't know about corn jointing, right?"

Shiyun looked suspicious: "Is the corn jointing still crackling? Why doesn't sister believe it?"

"Hahahaha," Xia Chuan beamed more and more proudly: "Sister, you can just ask a farmer, how about we go to the cornfield tonight and listen?"

Shiyun's heart skipped a beat, going to the cornfield?She quickly said: "Sister, just ask."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a knock on the door. She turned over the piece of paper and said, "Come in."

Zhu Yi walked in and saw the two people smiling brightly, so she asked, "What is so funny?"

Shiyun smiled and asked: "Aunt Zhu, do you know about corn jointing?"

"I know. What's wrong?" Zhu Yi looked at Xia Chuan suspiciously.

Xia Chuan was about to speak, but Shiyun stretched out a hand to cover his mouth and asked first, "What is the sound of corn jointing?"

"Crunch, crunch, crunch." Zhu Yi imitated the sound of corn jointing.

Shiyun was stunned. Damn it, it really has a voice.Although it wasn't a snapping sound, it was more like the sound of a rocking bed.

Xia Chuan laughed.

"It doesn't seem important that you two wrote this book. They all wrote it in the cornfield." Zhu Yiruo said meaningfully.

Xia Chuan immediately said seriously: "No, it is very important. It is related to the destiny of mankind."

Zhu Yi immediately asked back: "Shiyun is writing a book, what are you doing?"

"I'm supervising the work, and my sister is less self-conscious. She sleeps when I'm not around." Xia Chuan said seriously.

Shi Yun rolled her eyes at him: "Aunt Zhu, if you have something important, let him do it. I don't need him to supervise the work."

Zhu Yi talked about the situation of Boli and Moscow.

Shiyun didn't think anything, but Xia Chuan was stunned: "Shopkeeper Goose is gone?"

Zhu Yi was confused: "What's wrong? Are you saying he has another conspiracy?"

"Oh, no, I was thinking about how Bielie forced Mr. Goose Spreader to get the Bank." Xia Chuan remembered that Mr. Goose Spreader fled to Israel in 2000 and was wanted by Interpol for a while.

Unexpectedly, everything would change in this life. Shopkeeper Goose Spreader fled eight years in advance, but it was not because of Emperor Lisboa.

Zhu Yi was thoughtful, and then his face changed slightly. Xiaofeng should also have benefited, otherwise it would be impossible to let Goosekeeper go.

But Xiaofeng didn't say anything. Maybe she didn't want to hide Xia Chuan, but she definitely didn't trust Tong Yu.

But Shiyun was a bystander and smiled: "Aunt Zhu, Xiaofeng, don't look too closely. Some expenses cannot be transferred to the company's account. It is also a good thing for the company to let her have some funds for extracorporeal circulation."

Zhu Yi smiled awkwardly: "I understand."