Everybody is Kung Fu Fighting, While I Started a Farm (1)

C149: Goodbye Wang Siyu

September 27, 8 am.

　　

　　 Duan Tianhe, who worked all night to handle official duties, stretched out and took a sip of hot tea from the thermos.

　　

　　Hetui!

　　

　　 After dropping the wolfberry that he accidentally drank into his mouth, Duan Tianhe glanced at the time and came to the bed in a small room separated from the office.

　　

　　 The work at hand has just been finished, so I can rest for an hour or two.

　　

　　 For him, sleeping has become a luxury now, and there are too many things that he needs to do every day.

　　

　　 It’s just that, just falling asleep, in a daze, the WeChat video call rang.

　　

　　 Jianghe came here.

　　

　　Running infuriating energy and dispelling sleepiness, Duan Tianhe sat up from the bed, connected to the video call, and smiled: "Jianghe, how did you think of calling me this morning?"

　　

　　 "What early morning?"

　　

　　 On the other side of the video, Jiang He sat on his sports car with Erlang's legs crossed, holding a piece of bread in one hand and a glass of milk in the other, and said, "It's 8 o'clock in the other hand. Grandpa Sun has woke up. Is it early in the morning?"

　　

　　 Duan Tianhe's mouth twitched.

　　

How come this sentence comes out of Jiang He’s mouth, it always feels weird... You sleep every day until you wake up naturally, and you complain about poor sleep quality every day. Have you ever thought about me who is busy practicing 24 hours a day? People?

　　

　　 Jianghe doesn’t blame this.

　　

　　 ate a bite of bread and drank a bite of milk. The sports car was very stable under the "unmanned driving" system.

　　

　　 Looking at the mobile phone fixed on the mobile phone holder, Jiang Hedao: "Old Duan, it's like this...Do you have gold for the Martial Arts Administration?"

　　

　　 "Gold?"

　　

　　 Duan Tianhe shook his head, and said, "You can buy this thing at a gold store. How can the Budo Administration have gold?"