Play Azur Lane even if the world is apocalyptic

"Gui'an, Miss Ling Shiyu."

Befa bowed slightly.

"It's been a long time since I saw you. Isn't it necessary to say to you at this time, "You seem to be beautiful again"? Humans can say that."

"Don't be so polite."

Walking in under the leadership of Ling Shiyu, in the hall at this time, people in twos and threes were talking to each other.

"This time is our family meeting. It is held regularly every year. Sometimes when my dad is here, I will come over to attend, but I won't come here if I'm not."

"These are all relatives of my family, and there are also some employees who work for Wuding. How many should you know?"

Listening to Ling Shiyu's introduction, Su Chu nodded.

Several people often go to his guard house to send money.

"Then you didn't come here last year?"

"Come here, but I didn't invite you."

"So you can eat and drink, you forgot me again?"

"You went away by yourself, bastard."

"Uh..."

Su Chu smashed his lips, the ghost knew why he went this time last year.

If you weren't in Wuding, you would be looking for your own ship mother.

The hall is very spacious. The crystal lamp hanging from the top of the head illuminates the surroundings. The magnificent decoration makes Su Chu unable to help but want to say something about the life of a rich family, damn it.

But think about it, it seems that you don't have to be here to guard the mansion.

Well, here is the wicked capitalist life, and the fruits of hard work in my own family are different.

"By the way, where is Gu Yu? Didn't you come over?"

"Here, I was there just now."

"Yes, got it."

"Talking to my dad."

"Oh? Is that your father? I thought he was a housekeeper."

"What are you talking about, punch you~"

Gu Yu was chatting with Ling Shiyu's father. To be honest, I really didn't notice it at first sight.

After all, this dress is just like the housekeeper before!!!

Of course, the clothes look the same from the outside anyway, um, for someone like Su Chu, it's a black, nice, and expensive dress.

When Su Chu and the others noticed them, Gu Yu also looked over here, and then the middle-aged man who looked rather easy-going in appearance also looked over.

"Ah, here it is."

"Oh."

Ling Shiyu patted him and said, "Hold your head up, you are the marshal tonight."

"Miss Ling Shiyu, please don't hit my host casually."

"Oh, I know."

Ling Shiyu spit out his tongue. Although Befa usually gets along well, the maid is all focused on the master. The maid is so powerful, and Ling Shiyu also knows.

After a while, Ling Shiyu's father and Gu Yu walked over.

"Su Chu." Gu Yu raised his hand.

"Haha~ Is this Marshal Su Chu? It's really unexpected, so young, Shi Yu, Gu Yu, you two have to work hard."

"He is a pervert."

Gu Yu curled his lips, "Can't compare with him."

"Why can't it be compared?"

Ling Shiyu’s father said with a stern face: “It’s the younger generation. It’s normal to compete with each other. What's the difference?"

"When I was your age, I also had the heart to be a commander. Unfortunately, my talent was not enough, and I could only go to the road of business in the end."

"But I have never given up the dream of being a powerful commander. I can't. Shiyu can realize this dream instead of me. That is enough. I only need to give Donghuang navy power within my limited ability. Little power."

Ling Shiyu explained in a whisper in Su Chu's ear: "My dad used to have no talents. He didn't pass the entrance examination before starting business. Now he donates tens of millions to those naval academies every year."

"Thousands...ten thousand?"

Su Chu is dumbfounded, this is really rich and willful.

No wonder Ling Shiyu can eat everywhere, his affectionate dad is so good.

Afterwards, Su Chu's face was weird and said, "Didn't you say that your father is the worst gangster in your family?"

"Yes."

Ling Shiyu nodded, "Dad only has the money."

Su Chu: "..."

He has an old slot stuck in his throat and can't spit it out.

"...Ah~ So many years have passed, and now it is your young people's world."

Ling Shiyu's boss sighed, the years are not forgiving, so many years have passed in a blink of an eye.

"Oh by the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Ling Haotian. If you don't like it, Su Chu, just call me uncle."

"Uncle Ling."

"Haha~"

Ling Haotian laughed, "Come on, it's getting late, let's start the party."

The banquet began, and the cutlery on the table was lifted, emitting an alluring fragrance.