Although he didn't hear the sound, he seemed to feel something. The old man in the room suddenly raised his head.
The moment he saw Ye Hong, a smile as kind as the spring breeze appeared on his face, and he waved to Ye Hong.
When Ye Hong saw the old man's face clearly, he also confirmed one thing.
It turned out that the old man who helped him out that day was the dignified chief minister of Jiangnan Province!
"go in!
I warn you, if you make any small move, I will shoot you! "
Dongfang Ningyun patted her bulging waist and said with a warning expression.
Ye Hong shook his head helplessly and followed the open door into the office.
"Hehehe, that little girl from the East is giving you a headache, isn't it?"
As soon as he entered the room, the old man poured a glass of hot water for Ye Hong.
While handing it to him, he sighed: "But that girl looks reckless, but in fact she has a simple heart. She is a rare pure lotus in this dirty world."
Ye Hong took the water glass with some restraint and thanked him softly.
"Stop pretending, kid. Are you so cautious in front of those two old guys Qin Zhengyan and Fu Huaiyong?"
The old man named Mo was caught off guard.
Ye Hong suddenly raised his head and met the old man's joking eyes.
In these eyes, Ye Hong only saw kindness, peace, and clarity. But there was no trace of hostility.
"Do you always know them?" Ye Hong asked doubtfully.
"Not only do we know each other, we also chased the same girl when we were young!"
The old man muttered and said depressedly: "It's just that the cunning guy Qin Zhengyan got there first.
The old man and I were so shocked that we left Kyoto sadly, alas."
Ye Hong didn't know whether what he said was true or false, but he could clearly feel that the old man in front of him wanted to get closer to him.
The originally cramped mentality gradually calmed down.
"By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet."
The old man surnamed Mo opened his mouth slightly, but suddenly said in deep thought: "Well, do I need to introduce myself?"
Ye Hong shook his head.
Mo Tianlin, this name does not need to be mentioned by others. Almost everyone in the entire Jiangnan Province, except for the ignorant children, does not know it.
These three words represent a legend that is no less impressive than Qin Zhengyan and Fu Huaiyong.
At the same time, it also represents an evocative and glorious period in Jiangnan Province.
It is precisely under the hard work of this old man that Jiangnan Province has been able to flourish in just ten years and become one of the top three economically important provinces in the Yan Kingdom.
He has many reasons to retire and return home, and the treatment he enjoys will definitely not be worse than Fu Huaiyong.
But this old man chose the most tiring road and worked hard for the more than 30 million people in Jiangnan Province.
For such a great man, there is no need to use any words of praise to praise him, because those superficial words are not worthy of him.
Mo Tianlin put his hands behind his back and came to the window.
Through the bright windows, you can clearly overlook most of Bailu City from this height.
"The white towers all over the ground were designed by me."
"People always think that I am like a god overlooking the universe, but no one knows that my original intention is to place myself closest to the sun."
“Only in this way can we clearly show our clean self in front of the people.
Let them criticize, let them examine. "
Thinking of the office that could be seen at a glance from outside, Ye Hong nodded in agreement.
"Hey! What are you talking about these boring things for?"
Mo Tianlin shook his head, pointed outside the door, and said with a smile: "Let's take you to visit our beautiful provincial palace and city palace."
(End of chapter)