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Chapter 289 Why don’t men bring Wu Gou? (Fifth update!)
Hiccup——er——

After a long burp, Whiteman stared at his confused eyes and thought for a long time, then uttered a sentence:

"I think you are trying to make things difficult for me! Even if I want to understand the culture of the Dragon Kingdom, I won't understand those poems!"

"Your poems can contain two or three allusions within seven words, and there are also a lot of ideas in the allusions!"

"No one will like to see this!"

Listening to the complaints, Lin Yu smiled slightly and replied: "This poem doesn't have so many allusions!"

After saying that, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the virtually projected text appeared next to the two of them!

Why don't men bring Wu hook?
Collect fifty states in Guanshan.

Please come to Lingyan Pavilion temporarily!
What if a scholar has ten thousand households?
"This is just a scholar with a lonely career who expresses his thoughts in literary works!"

"However, this poem fits your current mood very well!"

"Instead of asking so many whys, why not do what this poem says!"

"Take Wu Gou, collect America Fifty States, and redo everything according to your own ideas!"

"Does what those high-level officials think matter? Not important! Does what they do matter? Nor does it matter!"

"The important thing is your own thoughts!"

"At this time, you need to put aside all your thoughts, go straight to your heart, and ask yourself! Do you want a messy America? Or a stable, prosperous, and positive America?"

"Ask your true intentions!"

"Take care of the old world, and you will be America's new savior!"

"Because there's no point in talking bullshit. Let others ask you why!"

The ups and downs of the voice made Whiteman's blood boil!

In his drunken state, he seemed to hear an impassioned song!

Red blood stains yellow sand, youth turns to white hair!
If he were a true hero, how could he be afraid?
Cut the mess with a sharp knife! The gold and the iron horse accompany each other!
Clean up the old mountains and rivers! Let’s go again!
Immortal war horse! The heart will not collapse!
I'm a real hero! How could it be fake!
The song text is concise and sonorous!

Listening to this song, Whiteman seemed to have a surge of power in his chest. This power hit his chest and brain!
Let his alcohol-narcotized brain become extremely sober!

In a daze, he returned to his childhood classroom. The young female teacher asked him what he wanted to do in the future!
The word I answered at that time appeared in my mind very clearly!
"president!"

This word is like a switch, opening up his memories!
But when this word fell into the ears of those classmates, it caused a burst of ridicule!
Because of Whiteman's family background, he can only be considered the most ordinary one in school!
Different from the ridicule of his classmates, the female teacher, who was as delicate as a porcelain doll, did not laugh. Instead, she walked up to him with cat-like steps, bent down, and asked in a soft voice very carefully:
"Why do you want to be president?"

At this moment, Whiteman could even recall the lipstick color used by the female teacher!

Dried maple leaves are red!

At the same time, he could also clearly recall what he said at that time!

"I want to make America extremely rich and powerful, so that ordinary people can go to college and have stable jobs!"

"No displacement due to debt! Death!"

His childish voice echoed in the classroom, and what greeted him was the ridicule of his classmates and the gentle touch of the teacher!
And encouragement!

"You have to work hard!"

Hiccup——er——

After another long burp, Whiteman laughed, laughed, and cried again!

Two weeks later, the porcelain doll-like teacher died!

Suicide, the reason is said to be high debt! But there are missing organs on his body, just like Whiteman’s uncle!
Use chopsticks to pick up the fish and stuff it into your mouth, chew it slowly, chew it!
After the two of them finished eating a fish, Whiteman took his clothes, stood up unsteadily, looked at the starless sky and breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "You are right!"

"I'll go back and sober up first, and come back tomorrow to discuss business issues!"

"Take this opportunity to think about it!"

"Let's go!" Watching Whiteman stagger away, Lin Yu was about to ask someone to clean up the scene when Feng Jingwei came over with a new grilled fish.

Behind him, there are two people!
The two men quickly cleaned up the scene, turned around and disappeared under the light.

Zilaishui picked up the disposable cup, poured himself a cup of thatch, took a small sip, and then ate a piece of fish.

Feng Jingwei then said with a playful face: "You are so bad! You even know how to play background music!"

"Look at Whiteman, he's bursting into tears!"

"She must have remembered something sad!"

Lin Yu rolled his eyes and took out his phone to check the time.

23 points!
He asked, "You don't want to sleep?"

With chopsticks in his left hand and a drink in his right hand, Feng Jingwei said with disgust on his face: "So I say you Sioux City people have never experienced real life! In other places, at 11 o'clock in the evening, the nightlife has just begun!"

"What is Whiteman's real purpose for coming here this time?" Lin Yu asked.

"Exchange currency and buy light weapons. In his words, they are for other people. Let's give them a discount. After all, the middlemen still have to make a profit!"

"Any electronics?"

"You want to add something to it? No, it's all AKs, bullets, mortars, anti-equipment rockets and the like! But he might order drones!"

"Speaking of which, what is the situation in America? Why is their navy still in the same shape after its disintegration?"

"I don't know!" Feng Jingwei answered quickly. After a while, he stopped his chopsticks and said in a low voice: "According to our intelligence information, they seem to be planning something, but the specific content is unclear!"

"Originally we thought Whiteman would know, but it turns out we thought too much!"

"By the way, the exchange rate between us and the California dollar is out, it's about 1.7-2.3!"

"We are 1, they are 1.7-2.3!"

"You can go about your business normally!"

After saying that, he saw Lin Yu reaching out to him.

"What do you want to do?"

"I'll give the documents to Yan Yun and let her calculate the corresponding price!"

"Oh! I'll call and ask!"

…………

On the other side, Whiteman woke up as soon as he got in the car!

Take out your mobile phone, open the browser, enter Nanyuan Thirteen Songs in the search bar, and click search!

Looking at the poems on the screen, he smiled.

Close the browser, open the music player, hum the lyrics, and the music player will automatically search for the name of the song.

Click to play!

The hoarse and passionate voice echoed in the car. Whiteman closed his eyes, leaned his head on the seat, and hummed along rhythmically!

After humming a song, his eyes suddenly opened and he announced an address!

"Go to No. 218, Suzhou Light Textile Industrial Zone!"

The driver changed direction and drove towards the light textile industrial zone.

Finally, we stopped at a barbecue stall near an industrial area.

There was a young foreigner with blond hair sitting at the checkout counter of the barbecue stall!
(End of this chapter)