System: Arena of the Gods

Chapter 803 The indifferent Mr. Zhou

In Xicheng District, Jingzhou, there is a specially developed medicinal field. What is grown are not rare medicinal materials, but some very common medicinal herbs.

An old man was busy among the herbs. From time to time he would take out a long hollow stick from his back and insert it into the soil, and then nod happily.

Not long after, when he pulled back the stick, he brought out a fat and white insect.

The old man did not choose to crush it to death, nor did he step on it and crush it to death. Instead, he put it in the palm of his hand, raised it in front of him, and said with a gentle smile: "Little guy, you just opened your spiritual wisdom not long ago, right?"

The little insect nodded humanely, and then squirmed, as if begging for mercy.

The old man was still smiling. He held the little insect and walked to a medicine garden specially built with stones. He gently placed the little insect in it and said gently: "You can stay here from now on. There are many friends in there." "

As if hearing the old man's voice, dozens of bugs broke through the soil, revealing their silly heads, shaking their heads.

Xiaochong turned around and bent his front body up and down. There was no doubt that this was a salute of thanks.

After doing all this, the old man continued to walk into the medicine field with his hands behind his back, repeating the previous operations.

"My little friend is here, please wait a moment." The old man bent down and checked the growth of the medicinal materials.

In the distance, Wang Chu stood with his hands tied and responded with a smile: "No hurry, Mr. Zhou, please do it."

The old man was none other than Mr. Zhou. After leaving the Special Investigation Bureau, he specifically asked for such a medicinal field, preparing to enjoy his old age.

Wang Chu took Yana shopping until the sun went down. Wang Chu, who couldn't go on shopping, stopped Yana's rising enthusiasm and came to visit Mr. Zhou with gifts.

Beside him, Yana, whose enthusiasm was gradually fading, was already feeling tired. She sat on a stone step and rubbed her arms.

"Brother Chu, this old man looks ordinary, why do you have to come to him?" Yana asked doubtfully.

When Wang Chu heard this, he couldn't help laughing a few times. He finally heard someone say that others were ordinary. For some reason, he felt very comforted.

However, he also explained Yana's doubts: "He is the former director of the Special Investigation Bureau. He is a wise old man. Although he is ordinary, he is actually a powerful person."

"Anyway, it's definitely not as good as Brother Chu." Yana said with a smile.

Wang Chu was very happy, but he did not dare to be proud. He said sternly: "Each has its own strengths and cannot be compared together. He is also an elder I respect."

Yana pouted, obviously not taking it to heart. He didn't believe that an old man could be more powerful than her brother Chu, or equally powerful.

An hour later, the old man walked to the edge of the field, twisted his waist, took a sip of water, and then walked towards Wang Chu.

"Oh, after all the work, he just left you here. He looks down on you so much." Yana complained.

Wang Chu didn't take the little girl's temperamental remarks to heart at all, and remained neither arrogant nor impetuous.

Mr. Zhou stood in front of Wang Chu. After looking up and down, he nodded and praised: "Not bad, he has grown up."

Wang Chu bowed and saluted without answering.

Mr. Zhou didn't say any invitation. He turned around and walked to a small house next to the medicine field. Wang Chu followed silently.

"Brother Chu, please give me a hand, I can't stand up anymore." Yana said coquettishly at this time.

Wang Chu sighed helplessly, took Yana's arm, pulled her into his arms, and then hugged her sideways.

"No, just pull me up." Yana said shyly.

Wang Chu ignored him. Who knew what might be waiting for him next? It was better to just do it in one step.

Entering the small house, the layout is very simple, with a small bed, a table, a cabinet, and a stove.

This was different from what Wang Chu imagined, but he knew that this must be Mr. Zhou's own request.

There were only two chairs in the house, and Mr. Zhou sat on one. Wang Chu was too embarrassed to sit on it by himself, so he put Yana on it and squatted on the side.

When Mr. Zhou saw this, he laughed dumbly. He stretched out his hand and the ground beside the table bulged. A wooden board standing behind the door floated over and pressed on the bulge.

Wang Chu was a little embarrassed, but everyone present was acquaintances, so he was not polite and sat down comfortably.

"I've been waiting for you, but unfortunately, I didn't wait." Mr. Zhou sighed.

Wang Chu didn't answer, he knew Mr. Zhou hadn't finished speaking yet.

Sure enough, Mr. Zhou then said: "But I don't regret it either, I'm just a little ashamed."

"Manpower is sometimes scarce." Wang Chu said solemnly.

"Yes, do your best and obey fate." Mr. Zhou raised his head and sighed.

Immediately, he waved his arm on the table, and there were three more tea cups and a teapot. Then he stood up and took out a cylinder from the upper cabinet next to him, walked to the stove and lifted the boiling water.

"Conditions are limited, just make do with it." Mr. Zhou said with a smile, then grabbed a handful of tea leaves from the cylinder, put it into the teapot, and poured boiling water into it.

"Is this tea? I heard my father mention it before, but this is the first time I've seen it." Yana said happily.

"Little girl from the Shark tribe, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. This is not good tea, and the water is not spiritual water either. It is something that ordinary people can afford." Mr. Zhou said with a smile.

Yana didn't care, she didn't know whether it was good or not, it was just the first time she saw it, so it was quite novel.

Wang Chu frowned slightly and wanted to say something, but when he saw Mr. Zhou put down the kettle and pressed his palm down, he could only stop.

"Don't talk about me today, let's talk about why you came." Mr. Zhou said, while picking up the teapot and pouring a cup of tea for Wang Chu and Yana respectively, and then waited.

Wang Chu poured the tea out of the cup, and Yana followed suit, then put the cup back, and Mr. Zhou fell in love again.

"I've already met with Director Xu. What's the surprise?" Wang Chu said with a bitter smile.

"He is a talented person, and he was personally recommended by me when I abdicated. Maybe we need people like him more now. I am getting old after all." Mr. Zhou was calmer this time.

Wang Chumi took a sip of tea. It was indeed a very ordinary tea. It was always available at home when he was a child, and he also drank it.

"He made a few requests to me, but it was only after getting my information for free." Wang Chu snorted coldly.

Mr. Zhou looked at him with a smile and did not interrupt, so he told what happened today. When he got a little angry, he would inevitably make fun of him, and Yana also played the role of fanning the flames.

After listening to Wang Chu's story, Mr. Zhou raised his eyebrows at Wang Chu. Wang Chu didn't know the meaning of this action, but he instinctively began to think about his words.

He knew his character very well, and Mr. Zhou knew it very well, so he didn't have so many scruples when talking. The teasing and sarcasm were harmless. Yana's assist was just a little girl losing her temper, and it was not important.

Mr. Zhou couldn't be teasing him, so his eyebrow-raising action just now must have a deep meaning.

Yana looked at the big eyes of the old man and the young man, and suddenly felt bored. Because she couldn't understand it at all, so she drank her own tea. As soon as she put down the finished tea cup, Mr. Zhou picked up the teapot and started drinking. Pour it for her.

It turns out he is not in a daze, Yana thought to herself.

"Haven't you figured it out?" Mr. Zhou asked.

Wang Chu shook his head, and then heard Mr. Zhou say: "The rumors from the outside are not true. It would not be a good thing if the character and preferences of those in high positions were known."

Hearing this sentence, a flash of clarity flashed in Wang Chu's mind, so the Xu Chongzhou he had deduced based on the rumors was not his ideal image.

"His request, in the final analysis, is just one sentence: do your best to confuse them." Mr. Zhou said with a smile, and then drank his tea in one gulp.