Roosevelt was a chubby middle-aged uncle with typical American appearance. His head might have British genes. He was almost bald on the top, and his hair was cut short, but he didn't have the decadent feeling of bald uncle at all. He was forcibly pulled back by his temperament, but gave a very dignified feeling. He was protected, raised a warm smile, and stretched out his hand, "major Mu yuan, I've heard a lot about you, I've heard a lot about you!"

Mu yuan put away his cell phone, stretched out his hand, slightly bent down and shook hands with him, "Mr. Roosevelt, I have heard a lot about you..."

Mu yuan flattered him with sweet words. After all, the person beside him once scolded him. Mu yuan knew him quite well, and it was not a lie. He caught his advantages and boasted one side. Both sides were very satisfied and sat down separately.

"Major Mu yuan is younger than rumored."

"I'm not young anymore. At my age, many people in our country have become fathers."

"Really? You look like a minor."

"It's you Westerners who look old. We look like minors in our thirties."

"Yes, yes." Roosevelt answered with a smile.

The servant brought two cups of new tea, and Mu yuan was not polite, as if he had come as a guest. Roosevelt sighed, "I heard that major Mu yuan was kidnapped by he Chunwang, and was not hurt?"

"I wasn't hurt. Fortunately, I escaped cleverly."

"After that, you are willing to collect the body of he Chunwang. You are also a person with a heart. Qiu will repay his kindness."

"I don't deserve it. I have a relationship with he Chunwang. A few years ago, I had a predestination. I also have unshirkable responsibility for causing the current situation. When a person dies, he doesn't care about what he does."

"It's said that when people die, everything can be put down."

Mu yuan showed a soft smile and a reasonable gesture.

Roosevelt drank tea thoughtfully and glanced at Mu yuan. "Major has studied at West Point for two years. I heard that lieutenant colonel Anderson is your instructor?"

"What kind of instructor is he? He hasn't been teaching for a long time. There are four of our instructors. He comes here occasionally to make soy sauce." Mu yuan casually said, "Oh, Roosevelt shows that he doesn't know what soy sauce is. He just came to top up. He's not a serious instructor."

"Well, I hear you have a good relationship."

"Where did you hear that? I heard that your current president has a good relationship with our prime minister."

Roosevelt, "..."

Mu yuanpi received a batch of "this is not news every day."

Roosevelt was embarrassed. "Yes, we are friends, and the relationship is naturally good."

"To put it this way, I have a good relationship with Lieutenant Colonel Anderson."

If you want to say that the relationship between the president and the prime minister is very good, then the relationship between me and the lieutenant colonel must be better. There is absolutely nothing wrong with that. Roosevelt can't find any mistakes.

Roosevelt covered his mouth and smiled. Then he took out some photos and glanced at them with great interest. Mu yuan had an ominous premonition in his heart. Is it a photo of him and Jack?

In his hand, he Chunwang has photos taken at the Liuhe society that year.

"Major Mu yuan took a look. I'm old and a little dazzled. This photo is very interesting."

Mu yuan took the photos and looked at them. There were three photos in total. They were taken in a certain year in a small town, not far from their military base. Mu yuan came to jack on vacation. Seeing Jack from a distance, he rushed over and lay on him like a koala.