Comrade Lin Jianguo came to Japan for such a big vacation, and he deeply realized the terrible Lin Qiyue of the capitalists, standing in the middle of two waves of people who came to pick up the plane, trembling.

Lin Qiyue hadn't been on the board for long before she saw a figure slowly stepping out from the end of the passage.

At this moment, Lin Qiyue was almost crying with joy.

However, he fixed his eyes and looked at it, good guy, Comrade Lin Jianguo was dressed more casually than him.

Twenty-one white short sleeves can be seen everywhere on the roadside, and a super large gold dragon is printed on it! Even if you look at it from a distance, you can clearly see the inferior quality of the print above.

Lin Qiyue only felt spicy when he looked at this outfit, but his father himself didn't feel anything wrong at all.

The other party saw Lin Qiyue standing in the middle of everyone at a glance, and greeted him happily.

"Smash!" The

corners of Lin Qiyue's mouth twitched, what should I do to get rid of the father-son relationship with this person?

He looked left and right, looking at Lin Er and Yi Dizhi, who were as usual.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

No, are you all special forces? Look at what Comrade Lin Jianguo is wearing? Can you still maintain a serious expression under such a outfit?

Lin Er didn't seem to see the disbelieving gaze cast by his young master, and he was silently reciting in his heart at this moment: This is my boss, this is my boss... Jobs are important, jobs are important.

Yidizhi also silently thought in his heart: maintaining good diplomatic relations is everyone's duty... Rice bowl is important, rice bowl is important...

Thinking about it, Lin Jianguo had already walked to Lin Qiyue's side, and he patted Lin Qiyue's shoulder, which almost made him vomit blood.

He forcibly controlled his gaze not to glance at the clothes on Lin Jianguo's body, and his head was full of black lines.

"Dad, what do you think of buying such a dress?"

Obviously, when he was in China before, Lin Jianguo's dressing style was very normal.

Lin Jianguo looked down at the clothes he was wearing, as if he didn't understand why Lin Qiyue asked this.

"Isn't it good-looking? I planted grass on the Internet to wear it, thinking that I came to see you this time to wear it!"

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Lin Qiyue.

Lin Qiyue: ······ Thank you.

Even the word "planting grass" came out.

What kind of strange things did his father learn when he was alone in China!

Lin Qiyue stood aside with a little disgust.

After a "cordial and friendly" interaction with his son, Lin Jianguo divided his eyes to the others present.

Seeing his gaze sweeping over, Lin Er bowed respectfully.

"Sir. "

Ithichi followed.

"Mr. Lin.

Lin Jianguo bowed slightly, at this moment, if he didn't look at the spicy-eyed short sleeves on his body, he would still be quite majestic.

Lin Qiyue: ······

"Let's go, you should be hungry just after you got off the plane, right? I'll take you to dinner, and I'll change your things for me by the way!"

You don't have to come along!"

Lin Qiyue's last sentence was said to Lin

Er and Yi Dizhi, who were about to follow.

Lin Er's footsteps paused, and obediently left with the people.

And Idichi did look a little hesitant.

"Mr. Lin, do you want to go and have a meeting with our senior management first?"

Hearing this, it was ordered by the group of old oranges, Lin Qiyue rolled his eyes, but he didn't have any intention of embarrassing Yi Dizhi, and when he was about to say something, Lin Jianguo opened his mouth.

"Meeting, what's the meeting? I'm here for a vacation!

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