Author:?The first love of a rainy day?MACHINE TRANSLATION
âYes, Iâll go find them in a while and tell them about this. But I think they will come to see you at night. After all, there are too many people during the day, and others will see them walking out of the villa.
âAt night, everyone is asleep, so itâs much easier for them to leave the villa, â said Willam B.
âokay, I can see them during the day and at night. Let me take a look around the underground city, and Iâll take a look at the surrounding environment, â ordered Gong Mochen.
He wanted to understand the terrain of the underground city so that he could guess where Ye Wei would find an exit.
Willam B immediately brought Gong mochen around the underground city. Anyway, the underground city was filled with people who looked similar to them, so no one felt anything new about them. Instead, it was as if they were looking at the person in the mirror.
Gong Mochen walked around the underground city, but no one realized that he was the real CEO Gong and not a clone.
âPresident Gong, what do you think of Ye Weiâs defense? â Asked Willam B.
Gong Mochen frowned, âthe defense here is very professional. Iâm afraid that it was designed by experienced professionals for her.
âThis kind of defense is watertight. If we want to rush out of these layers of defense to find another entrance, itâs impossible. â
âYes, so Nangong ye and Willam are still unable to find out the status of the entrance and exit. Also, we havenât been able to sneak into the underground cityâs factory.
âThe security at the factoryâs entrance and inside is also abnormally tight. Weâve been here for a few days, but we only managed to sneak into Ye Weiâs villa. We canât go anywhere else. Weâre really in a hurry, â said Willam B.
âwhen Nangong ye and Willam come in the evening, weâll discuss it, â said Gong Mochen.
âIâll bring you back to our base, â said Willam B as he brought Gong Mochen back to their apartment.
Although the apartment was small and the conditions were simple, it was their sanctuary and their secret base.
Also, there were people who put food into the mailbox every day. In this place, the delivery of food was done by a special staff who put food into the mailbox of every household.
They could get food for the next day in their own mailbox.
With food, they wouldnât starve to death.
Willam B went to the mailbox as soon as he returned to the apartment and took out his food for the next day.
âPresident Gong, are you hungry? This is our food. However, there are only compressed biscuits and canned food. Iâm afraid it doesnât suit your taste, right? â Willam B asked.
Nangong ye, that eldest young master, was so picky about his food. It was likely that Gong Mochen, the head of the family, was even more picky about his food. He held the compressed biscuits and canned food and felt a little embarrassed.
Unfortunately, there was no restaurant or restaurant here. He had no way to get other food for Gong Mochen to eat.
Gong Mochen looked at the food and the corners of his lips curled up into a smile. âThis is very good. I ate these when I was in the army. I havenât eaten them for a long time. I still miss the taste. â
He took a compressed biscuit and opened the package to eat it.
In fact, compressed biscuits didnât have much taste. They just compressed all the high-calorie things together to ensure the energy needed by the human body.
It wasnât really delicious. It was just that he wasnât hungry after eating.
Willam B looked at Gong Mochen who was eating the biscuit in surprise. The gap between the first and second generation of the rich was really big.
âPresident Gong, Iâll give you all the food you like. â Willam B gave all the food to Gong Mochen in a fawning manner.
Because he had been alone here for a few days, but the person who delivered the food did not know that there was one less person here. Every time, there was food for two people.
Willam Bâs favorite thing was to save up food. If one day ye Wei did not want him, he could live for a few more days with this food.
So even if Gong Mochen ate all the food, he still had food.
Of course, Gong Mochen could not eat all the food. Even if he loved this kind of military food, his appetite had never been very big.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
He only ate one compressed biscuit and was already full.
Willam B also ate a compressed biscuit and then ran out of the door to find a way to get close to Ye Weiâs villa to look for Willam and Gong Mochen.
Willam was standing guard in the gatehouse and saw Willam B passing by from afar. Willam B kept looking at him and winked at him.
He walked out of the Gatehouse and swaggered into the street. He walked around the street and then walked into the alley next to the villa.
Willam B walked towards him from the front. When the two of them intersected, Willam B lowered his voice and spoke to Willam.
âPresident Gong is in the Dungeon. He wants to see you and Nangong ye. â After saying that, Willam B walked away from Willam.
It was still early. It was daytime and there were many people walking around. He was afraid that others would find them talking.
Willam watched as Willam B walked away. He had already heard what Willam B was saying. However, he still had a lot of questions he wanted to ask Willam B, but he could not.
He could only return to the villa to look for Nangong ye.
Nangong ye was currently playing with Xin Ba. All of his work was left to the maid, and he would play with Xin ba on behalf of the maid.
Xin Ba was playing with Nangong ye in his room when he heard a knock on his room door.
âplease come in, â XIN BA said politely.
Willam opened the door and walked in. He saw a big and a small person jumping on the jump bed.
The corner of his lips twitched. âNangong Ye, youâre already so old, yet youâre still fighting with my son over the jump bed. Arenât you ashamed? â
âWHOâs fighting with your son over the jump bed? Itâs your son who insisted on playing with me, â Nangong ye said.
âI asked my uncle to play with me, â XIN BA said.
Willam was so angry that his blood was boiling. His son did not ask him to play with him, but asked Nangong ye to play with him.
âWhy didnât you ask me to play with you? â He asked.
âthere is a generation gap between you and me. There is no generation gap between me and uncle, â Xin Ba said.
When Nangong ye heard Xin BAâs words, he smiled. âDid you hear that? Your son said that there is no generation gap between him and me. There is a generation gap between us. â
Willam pursed his lips into a straight line. âI heard it clearly. He meant that I should be your father. And you and my son are of the same generation, so there is no generation gap between the two of you. There is a generation gap between us. Come and call me Daddy. â
Nangong ye was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. He did not expect to be taken advantage of by Willam again.
He got down from the bed and walked directly to Willamâs side. âWho wants to call you Daddy? If you continue to talk nonsense, I will beat you up. â
âCan you beat me up? If you practice martial arts for a few more years, you might be able to catch up to half of me, â Willam said.
âYou are too F * Cking arrogant. I will let you know how my martial arts are now. â Nangong ye swung his fist at Willam.