Yang Yi covered the black silk cloth again, his temperament was always cold, he was not as active as Zhuo Yun, he just said: "Before the master doesn't say anything, it's best not to say anything to the outside world for now."
Zhuo Yun glanced at him and understood what he meant, "I know, I'm not stupid."
When Yang Yi heard this, an emotionless smile curled up on the corner of his lips, "You have been foolish a lot."
Zhuo Yun: "..."
This is so insulting.
"However, brother Yu suddenly assembled this thing so quickly. Could it be because Miss Huo came up, so he wanted to make time for dating?" Zhuo Yun leaned lazily on the table, poking his chin with his fingers, and said said a word.
The sour smell of love! !
Yang Yi gave Zhuo Yun a disgusted look, "The brain is a good thing."
Zhuo Yun: "?"
"Do you think the master simply asked us to come here to see that the weapons have been assembled?" Yang Yi said angrily.
When they mentioned Miss Huo just now, the master didn't express his opinion at all, and in the end he only asked them to come to the basement. Thinking about it, there should be other deep meanings.
Zhuo Yun was stunned for a moment, seeing Yang Yi's slightly serious look, he also restrained the joke, thought about it back and forth, and suddenly a thought popped up in his mind.
His cheeks twitched, and Zhuo Yun's eyes fell on the weapon covered by the silk cloth, "Couldn't this be Miss Huo's masterpiece???"
At this time, he thought of Huo Yao's skills that popped up from time to time, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible.
Zhuo Yun covered his face, if this weapon was really made by Miss Huo, wouldn't what he said in front of his master be like treating a gentleman's belly with a villain's heart?
I also want to say that looking at the faces of the ministers in the Weapons Bureau, I am ashamed first.
Yang Yi glanced at Zhuo Yun's pale face. Although he seemed calm, his inner thoughts were similar to Zhuo Yun's.
Taking a deep breath, Yang Yi suppressed the shame in his heart, and only said: "Be careful when you speak in the future."
Zhuo Yun nodded quickly, "I don't know if Brother Yu is angry, no, I have to find a way to make up for my speech mistakes."
As he spoke, he took out his phone from his pocket.
Yang Yi didn't understand what he was doing, but when he glanced at the content on the screen of his phone, he paused for ten seconds, and silently took out the phone.
**
Here, in the car.
Huo Yao was talking to Min Yu when suddenly the WeChat on her mobile phone rang. She was holding the mobile phone in her hand, but when she heard the sound, she stopped talking and turned to lower her head and click on the mobile phone.
Zhuo Yun: [WeChat Transfer]
Yang Yi: [WeChat transfer]
Huo Yao looked at the two WeChat messages that transferred money to her one after the other, and was still a little dazed. She raised her head and looked at Min Yu who was driving, "Zhuo Yun and Yang Yi... are they rich?"
Min Yu glanced at the rearview mirror, not quite understanding, "Huh?"
Huo Yao looked away, and while typing on the mobile phone, he said, "They each transferred 50,000 yuan to me, which is strange."
When Min Yu heard this, he probably knew why the two suddenly transferred money to the little girl.
His gaze was still looking ahead, but the corners of his lips curled up in an emotionless arc, and he said to Huo Yao: "It should be because you got a lot of Chinese New Year bonuses, you should accept it, don't be polite, just treat it as a New Year's prize .”
Huo Yao had just returned a message to the two of them, and was about to order a transfer to return it. When he heard someone's words, that action was a pause.
(end of this chapter)