Siheyuan: I am a trader in both worlds!

Chapter 518 Ximen Lang is a good comrade!

Actually, according to Lao Luo's original plan, he did not intend to tell Ximen Lang about the fact that the higher-ups had taken the lead in forming an observation group.

After all, it was foreseeable.

Such a big event, one that could directly determine the future transformation of the military, must have been attended by someone of a very high rank!
Even Bai Ling's elders have already set off today, secretly arriving here. They want to see for themselves what the supposedly highest level of modern army, which Ximen Lang so highly praises and Hao Pingchuan calls invincible, really is, and whether it is truly as invincible as it claims.

And Ximen Lang, that's his personality.

Old Luo was genuinely afraid that if he wasn't watching closely, Ximen Lang would take out his lentil-filled mooncakes again and embarrass himself in front of these people.

If he were to embarrass himself in front of these people, they would truly lose face!

To put it bluntly, it's incredibly embarrassing to be spinning around like that, and that's no exaggeration at all!

Of course, if it's just a little embarrassment or loss of face, then it's not a big deal.

Anyway, Ximen Lang is shameless, so he doesn't care about this.

As for Lao Luo himself, he had been used to all sorts of crazy and nonsensical antics by Ximen Lang and Bai Ling, so he was no longer surprised by them.

What is the main thing?
The main problem is that no one can predict what will happen after the two sides meet.

If anything goes wrong, Ximen Lang will just run away.
That would be bad!
Therefore, Lao Luo was reluctant to mention these things to Ximen Lang if he could avoid it.

Why did he, contrary to his usual behavior, tell Ximen Lang about this?

Of course, it's because Lao Luo (Luo Yonghao) still harbors ulterior motives and wants to test the waters.

After all, it's not good to keep dragging this on; we have to give it a try.

Furthermore, in order to observe this exercise better, more meticulously, and more comprehensively, and thus find more shortcomings, it is necessary to use a lot of professional equipment from later generations.

Therefore, after careful consideration, Lao Luo tentatively informed Ximen Lang about the matter.

Of course, Ximen Lang was very excited about this!

After all, they were all his idols!

So, unsurprisingly, after eagerly inquiring about who would be attending, Ximen Lang promptly pulled out a large stack of mooncakes filled with lentil filling.

While muttering to myself, I wondered who this one was for and who this one was for.

Meanwhile, Ximen Lang kept expressing his frustration.

"Why didn't you say so sooner? This is such a big deal, Lao Luo, why didn't you tell me sooner? If you had told me earlier, I could have prepared more. This is so rushed, and I haven't prepared anything. What kind of nonsense is this? This won't do!"

Their completely unpredictable and contradictory behavior left Luo Yonghao dumbfounded.

Even Gao Cheng, standing to the side, was immediately astonished and looked at Ximen Lang with newfound respect. He racked his brains but couldn't understand how Ximen Lang's astonishing thought process had developed, or how he could have come up with the idea of ​​giving those people such mundane gifts!

Of course, the most speechless and helpless person was Bai Ling, Ximen Lang's wife, who had seen this scene before.

Seeing that Ximen Lang was embarrassing her again, Bai Ling, who really didn't know what to say, directly interrupted Ximen Lang's rambling.

I randomly opened a box, took out a mooncake, broke it open, and took a look.

As expected, these so-called lentil-filled mooncakes were filled with a thick stack of large black ten-digit numbers.

Bai Ling's body began to tremble slightly as she pointed at Ximen Lang's nose and began to question him.

"Where did these come from?! Where did all these mooncakes come from?!"

"Where did it come from? Of course, it's what we didn't manage to give to Director Wang last time, and it's left over."

“But that time there was only one box.” “One box is not enough! If you want to take care of everything, one box is not enough. Anyway, I don’t care about the money. I’m almost out of space for those big black ones that cost more than 10 yuan.”

"I simply had the manufacturer produce a batch specifically for me! And you know what? Their craftsmanship is really impressive! Look, if you didn't break it open, you'd never guess that this is what's inside the mooncake! How about that, isn't it creative?"

Bai Ling was so angry that she almost developed high blood pressure.

Not bothering to say another word to Ximen Lang, Bai Ling picked up stacks of mooncake boxes and threw them all out the window.

This broke Ximen Lang's heart.

"Why did you throw it away!"

Bai Ling dropped a stack, and Ximen Lang quickly picked up a stack of them.

They were both very busy in just half a day.

It took Lao Luo and Hao Pingchuan a while to realize what was happening.

Then, of course, came all sorts of persuasion.

After much effort, they finally managed to persuade Bai Ling to stop wasting things.

Looking at Ximen Lang, who was still clutching the mooncakes like treasures, Lao Luo felt a sharp headache coming on.

"Ah Lang, I know what you mean, but this is really unnecessary. What kind of good person would give these things? Besides, even if you did, they wouldn't accept them!"

It was another statement filled with utter helplessness.
"I'm over 50 years old. I've fought most of my life, and it's taken me a long time to save face. Please, leave me some, at least leave me some. You can't let it end like this!"

This finally made Ximen Lang reluctantly stop his embarrassing behavior and dispel his intention to continue humiliating himself.

Ximen Lang was still somewhat unwilling.

"I finally get to meet my idol, I have to do something for him, right? How can I not do anything? I'm even waiting for him to leave some calligraphy or paintings, how can I accept that I haven't prepared anything!"

"Hey, it's just a few pieces of calligraphy, what's the big deal? Just tell me, and I'll go get you a few, okay?"

"Really? You can get it?"

"How could this be fake? Even if I didn't have any influence, with your contribution, a few pieces of calligraphy would definitely not be refused. Just tell them what you want them to write for you!"

"That's great! Then let them write about Comrade Ximen Lang. I believe in you. One day, you will definitely succeed. I wish you a bright future and boundless charisma."

In just a few minutes, Ximen Lang once again showed off to Lao Luo.

Seeing that Ximen Lang's little mouth was still going on and on, Lao Luo quickly stopped him.

"Isn't this a bit too long? How about this, let's just say Ximen Lang is a good comrade, what do you think?"

"It's a bit little, but it's alright. It's just that I didn't even offer any token of appreciation; that's not really appropriate, is it?"

"If you want to express it, isn't that simple?"

Fearing that Ximen Lang might misunderstand again, Lao Luo quickly added a sentence.

"Of course, not that kind of expression."

Then, Lao Luo continued.

"Here's the thing, this exercise is of great importance! We're a little worried that we won't be able to see clearly enough and discover more problems. So, do you have any equipment that can help us see things more clearly and realistically? Could you send us a few sets? I'll pay for them!"

(End of this chapter)