Chapter 1110

Vice president of a serious face, "not punctual people, I am afraid it is a bit difficult to cooperate." He looked at Old Wang again and said, "president, what do you think?"

Mr. Wang was sitting in his chair, not as angry as the vice president. He took up his tea cup and gave a light breath, "don't worry, it's not until ten o'clock."

Vice President lip Cape pulled pull, "if really have sincerity, already arrived."

It's not dignified. Do you want to step on it?

Just then, the doorman came in with a man who seemed to be in his fifties at most.

The man was not tall. He wore a gray Tang suit, which was white. He was old as if he had been washed by water for countless times. The whole person was ordinary, and he was no different from the simple farmers in the ordinary countryside.

It was just ten o'clock sharp when he stepped in.

The vice president just lightly swept the other side, then took back the line of sight, the redundant eyes did not have.

Mr. Wang stood up from his chair and looked at the people all the time, smiling: "is it Mr. Mi?"

The man nodded politely, "yes I'm Mi Wei. "

Mr. Wang pointed to the chair next to him, "sit down and talk first."

"Well." Mi Wei pulls out his chair and puts his long cigarette stick on the table.

The tobacco pole made of bamboo can see the wear and tear of years.

The assistant next to him pours a cup of tea for MI Wei, and then walks back to Wang Lao's side.

Mi Wei lightly points his finger on the table top, picks up his tea cup and sips it slowly. He does not take the initiative to speak. He seems to have no fear in the face of such high-ranking and self-confident people as Mr. Wang and vice-chairman.

Just like facing two ordinary people.

Very calm.

Mr. Wang was slightly surprised, but on second thought, the simple peasants living in the countryside did not have that kind of philistine heart. Naturally, there was no concept of ladder division.

After clearing his voice, Mr. Wang took the lead in saying, "can Mr. Mi really cultivate Mi LAN?"

After saying this, the vice president next to him finally raised his head and looked at Mi Wei.

"Yes." Mi Wei answers softly.

His voice was probably due to his frequent dry cigarette smoking. He sounded a little hoarse and coughed several times in succession.

Vice President frowned, he has always been very particular, so subconsciously raised his hand in the nose.

Seeing Mi Wei still coughing, he felt that all the bacteria were floating in the air. He couldn't help it any more. The vice president stood up and said to Mr. Wang, "president, I remember that there are still some things that I haven't finished, so you have to worry about the medicine garden."

He didn't want to hear about myran.

Mr. Wang looked at him and naturally noticed his action. He nodded, "OK, you go."

The vice president nodded slightly, then walked out of the reception room quickly, as if more than a second could not stand.

Wang shook his head slightly, looked at Mi Wei, who was no longer coughing. After thinking about it, he whispered to his assistant, "now go get some medicine to moisten your throat."

Mi Wei's assistant nodded his head and said, "listen to me, and you should understand."

After the assistant left, Mr. Wang himself added a cup of tea for MI Wei. "It's not good to smoke too much

Mi Wei said thanks. He didn't care about the vice president's departure. He took the tea and moistened his throat. Then he said, "that's good."

"By the way, where is Mr. MI from? I don't think it's like the north side. "

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