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Chapter 181 Beautiful woman

"Tell me what you've done, and honestly I won't hit you." Yuan Mingzhu threatened Lu Ming.

"I really didn't do anything. You know that Kenda from the Japanese Consulate, right?" Lu Ming said with a smile.

"I know, that Japanese is a little chubby, but he is the best among the Japanese." Yuan Mingzhu said with a smile.

"Well, you are quite discerning. He was forced to attend a drinking party. You know he likes drinking, right? And he often gets drunk. Being drunk is very dangerous, you know, right?" Lu Ming was thinking of words.

Son.

"Well, I know, he seems to like drinking very much, and he invited you to drink again?"

Every time Yuan Mingzhu sees Lu Ming and Qian Tian together, they are drinking. This is true.

Didn't the ancients say, "A thousand cups are too little to drink with a close friend"? Could they be considered close friends? Yuan Mingzhu really doesn't understand.

"He was afraid that no one would take him home when he got drunk at the party, so he invited me to accompany him. I declined reluctantly, so I went." Lu Ming was so exhausted from making up lies that his palms were sweating.

"Just this little thing? It's not exciting or fun at all." Yuan Mingzhu pouted and muttered.

"Whatever is fun or exciting, I'll accompany you!" Lu Ming felt liberated and said with a smile.

Yuan Mingzhu has such a personality, she likes excitement and excitement, and is afraid that the world will not be in chaos.

"After dinner, come and set off fireworks with me." Yuan Mingzhu thought for a moment, and there was only one thing to do tonight.

Lu Ming immediately high-fived Mingzhu and agreed wholeheartedly that this was an effective way to silence her. He was afraid that Mingzhu would come up with some evil ideas and he would have to accompany her with a sad face.

After a while, the food and wine were served, and everyone started to drink.

There are seven or eight kinds of wine on the table, including Shamao wine, Fen wine, white rose wine, manna wine, Shaoxing rice wine, as well as foreign wines such as whiskey and brandy. The bottles are colorful and dazzling.

First, Sheng Youde gave a toast and New Year's greetings, which were basically the same old routine, wishing everyone all the best, good health, lots of money, etc. in the new year, and then there were toasts one after another.

Lu Ming began to eat and drink slowly. He had already eaten and drank a lot at the social party, and now he was just showing off. Yuan Mingzhu was in high spirits and started drinking with a few familiar people, refusing to be idle for a moment.

After three drinks, the dumplings with meat and vegetable fillings were served separately, along with Zhenjiang balsamic vinegar and Shanxi mature vinegar.

Lu Ming observed the expressions of everyone on the table. Although he knew all these people, he had no close friendship with them and had nothing to say.

He felt that the atmosphere was a little depressing, and Sheng Youde and Sheng Di seemed to be worried.

But I feel relieved when I think about it. Sheng Muyi's whereabouts are unknown and Yuan Ziyuan is controlled by the Japanese. How can everyone be happy?

If Yuan Mingzhu knew Yuan Ziyuan's situation, her life or death was uncertain, she probably wouldn't be able to drink a sip of wine.

Lu Ming had a lot of messy things in his heart, so the New Year's Eve dinner was naturally boring.

People are really weird. They think about something when they don't have it. If they have it, they turn a blind eye to it.

He remembered that every time he celebrated Christmas in a foreign country, he always missed the Spring Festival in China. After returning to China, this feeling faded away, and the joy of celebrating the holidays in his childhood could never be regained.

After the meal, Lu Ming accompanied Mingzhu out to set off firecrackers and fireworks, which lasted about half an hour before she was satisfied.

At this time, the steward Sheng Youde came over and whispered that the master was inviting me.

Lu Ming had been waiting, so he ordered a few maids to accompany Mingzhu to continue setting off fireworks, and then quietly came to Sheng Youde's study.

In Sheng Youde's spacious study room, only the floor lamp was on. The room was dark. Lu Ming quietly walked to the chair in front of the table and sat down.

"How are things going?" Sheng Youde, who was sitting in the shadow, asked.

"That's it." Lu Ming briefly explained the whole process. Of course, he didn't talk about meeting Mrs. Yan.

"Okay, you must take good care of people. You can't let them die or be injured, nor can you abuse them and entertain them with good wine and meat." Sheng Youde said.

Chinese people have been like this since ancient times. Reasons follow principles and laws follow laws. Confucian culture talks about persuading people with virtue.

"Okay." Lu Ming agreed reluctantly.

Although Lu Ming's thoughts are not exactly the same as Sheng Youde's, he also knows that now that Yuan Ziyuan is in someone else's hands, exchanging hostages is a top priority and must not be acted out of impulse.

"Can people live in that empty factory? It's freezing cold. Don't freeze people. If it doesn't work, I'll find another place to house them." Sheng Youde thought for a while and said.

"If you have a better and more private place, move them there. I'm also worried that the empty factory is not safe, but please give me a day." Lu Ming said.

"Do you want to take revenge?" Sheng Youde smiled.

"No, I want to have a good talk with this guy. I don't know him well enough. I know myself and my enemy." Lu Ming said with a smile.

"Okay, that's it. I'll send someone to pick them up the day after tomorrow and place them in another place. You must pay attention to precautions in the past two days and don't cause trouble. I will have a showdown with Japan through the business community and exchange Ziyuan back as soon as possible." Sheng You

De waved his hand, his voice showing weariness.

Lu Ming said good night and exited the study.

The Japanese only discovered that Seishiro Ozawa and four of his men were missing the next day. No one cared about the unlucky waiter, as if he was missing or not.

The Manchurian Railway did not think that Ozawa and others were kidnapped. With so many people at the party on New Year's Eve, who could kidnap Ozawa quietly, and it was five grown men.

As the elite of the Manchurian Railway, they have always been engaged in kidnapping and assassination. How could they be kidnapped by others without knowing it?

But it is also true that five people disappeared on the same night.

The Manchurian Railway convened a one-day meeting with all field staff to discuss the matter and prepare to write a report to the headquarters. The final conclusion was that Ozawa left his post without permission because of too much pressure, which led to a mental breakdown and his whereabouts are unknown.

It’s no wonder they made this wrong judgment. Ozawa behaved erratically in the past few months and made many consecutive mistakes, which was shocking.

Not long ago, he was recalled to the headquarters of the Manchuria Railway and was severely reprimanded. Most people would have committed suicide by caesarean section in shame after being treated like this. Ozawa was able to come back and continue to serve, which is already tough enough.

But human tolerance has its limits after all.

A few years ago, there were rumors that someone was going to blow up the Manchurian Railway Building. The rumors were so overwhelming that Ozawa was frightened. If there was even the slightest sign of trouble, the entire building would be inspected, and all the employees inside would be inspected.

People inside the Manchurian Railway Building were extremely annoyed and public complaints were boiling. Some people had high-level connections and brought the matter to the headquarters, accusing Ozawa of interfering with the normal work of the Manchurian Railway.

Concerns about the safety of the Manchurian Railway Building may very well be the last straw for Ozawa.

Feitian sorted out these opinions and wrote them into materials and reported them to the Manchurian Railway Headquarters. The headquarters believed that they could only make this explanation for the time being and wait until the actual situation was found out before making a final conclusion.

If an elite soldier like Ozawa is secretly kidnapped or assassinated, it will undoubtedly be a shame for Manchuria. They will not admit it easily until it is confirmed.

"No, how could Chief Ozawa leave his post without permission? I wouldn't believe it even if he were killed!"

In the office of the president of Manchuria Railway Headquarters, a beautiful woman shouted hysterically.

"Yu Ying'er, you are not responsible for this matter. There is no need to be like this. This is just a temporary conclusion, not a final conclusion." The president of the Manchuria Railway Corporation comforted.

"President, I'm not doing it for myself, I'm doing it for Chief Ozawa. Chief Ozawa must have been killed!" the beautiful woman was still shouting.

"Who can harm him? He is an authoritative expert in this field." The president shook his head.

"If Chief Ozawa was really kidnapped, it must be related to one person." Yu Ying'er lowered her tone, as if she was recalling something.

"Who is it? Tell me." The president had no choice but to listen patiently.

"Lu Ming, Lu Ming from Shanghai." Yu Yinger gritted her teeth and said.

"Oh, you're talking about the famous playboy in Shanghai, right? What can a young man who doesn't do his job do? He can't even touch a hair on Ozawa's body," the president said scornfully.

"President, you underestimated him. I thought so too. Later, I was fooled and suffered a big loss. Chief Ozawa made several mistakes, which were all related to this Lu Ming." In desperation, Yu Ying'er said

He told the truth that Ozawa refused to admit.

"Yu Ying'er, it seems to me that you can't accept the fact that Ozawa left his post without permission, which is why you have so many associations. In fact, I can't accept it either, but this is a fact after all." The president sighed.

Yu Ying'er fell down on the sofa, covered her face and cried bitterly.


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