The Age of Rebirth: The down-and-out Bai Fumei counterattacks the art troupe

Shen Chunan pointed to the sky.

What she meant was that in 1977, the college entrance examination was coming soon, as well as the various policies that were coming soon. She didn't believe that these old people who were about to become mature didn't even have this sensitivity.

The old man was silent.

He can actually feel the rising dissatisfaction in various places, and every newspaper says there will be a bumper harvest this year, but where is the bumper harvest?His relatives in his hometown had no choice but to send him a telegram, asking for his support.

But none of this is his responsibility.

He knows better than the people below that all this is about to happen, and he feels a little spring breeze.

I do feel the different voices coming from each place, as well as the changes some leaders have said.

The spring breeze of reform is blowing across our faces.

As if he was a little tired, he raised his slightly trembling hand, picked up a cup of tea that had been cold for a long time on the table, skimmed off the foam, blew randomly, and then took a sip.

"This is none of your business. If you don't go out, I'll call my son to ask you out."

This is not a problem for this old fox, if only he could be so easily bewitched.He allowed her to come in because of Shen Xiuneng's face, thinking that such a serious and honest person would not raise a crooked niece.

I didn't expect that Shen Chunan would really miss something like this.

His tone was calm, but the words he spoke seemed to have overwhelming power spreading from his body, making Shen Chunan unable to make any movement.

"Young people, it's better to keep to yourself. There's no point in overthinking. You still have your uncle, right? I heard that he also vouched for you, so you have to think about him."

Shen Chunan also knew that she could no longer communicate with him. She stopped his gesture of driving her out, looked at him, and continued to throw out the sentence that could be used in every battle.

"Commander Quan, I'm afraid I haven't finished telling you. My father once said that he has a favor from you, and now it's time for me to come and get it."

"I hope you can save my friend." Quan Bin was confused, "Is Shen Hanshan your father?"

Shen Chunan said, "That is my father."

Quan Bin restrained his oppression, and his tone seemed to be asking, but still very calm, "Shen Hanshan did give me what I needed, and I also promised to save his daughter's life."

"But are you really his daughter?"

Look, how much Shen Xiuneng hates her father and feels that her father has led her astray.

You won't even mention your relationship with him outside.

Nobody knows.

Quan Bin only knew that there was something wrong with this girl's family background because her father had been having a bad time recently, but he didn't know that she was the daughter of his ex-partner.

Otherwise, he would not have recommended her to his son so easily.

She also thought she was just a distant niece of Shen Xiuneng.

When Quan Bin said this, he was not anxious to listen to her explanation. Instead, he asked curiously, showing the questioning spirit that people from high positions often have, "Don't you know that your mother and I have a history? You can totally do that." You told me."

Although his tone still sounded like he was talking to a stranger, he was still a little familiar.

Shen Chunan really didn't know that this had something to do with her mother again. She ignored Quan Bin's casual eyes, and exuded the kind of indifference that made people thousands of miles away. She was a little confused, "Don't you know that I am me?" Uncle’s niece?”

How could she not know her mother?
Quan Bing looked a little indifferent and clasped his old hands on the table.

"You have so many uncles and nieces. The ones I found here can form a reinforced company. Who cares who they are." (End of Chapter)