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Fifty six, wrong love

In the past few days, You Shaoqing finally had some free time.【】

The "investigation of the left criminals" has actually reached a dead end. She took the remaining twenty or thirty photos and thought about the investigation reports of these people, but no one could be called suspicious. Cheng Yunfa

He and Zhao Minggui kept shaking their heads when facing these people. You Shaoqing also lost interest in this matter. At least, she no longer worked as hard as before.

There was no progress in the "Arms Case" and the "Nanjing University Student Union Case". She felt that she really had her claws down.

Then, she thought of Du Ziyuan very happily. She thought, does this person want to see me?

You Shaoqing thought of Du Ziyuan at this time, just like a child with a naughty smile on his face. He reached for the phone and dialed Du Ziyuan's number. God's will, it was Du Ziyuan who answered the phone.

"Hi," she said, "do you recognize who I am?"

Du Ziyuan said on the phone: "Let me guess. I guess you must want to open an account with me, right?"

You Shaoqing chuckled, "Mr. Du, you really have a good ear."

Du Ziyuan said: "Miss Su, if you want to open an account, you can come here now."

You Shaoqing felt extremely happy. Du Ziyuan's initiative was really appropriate. She thought for a moment and then asked: "Then, won't I disturb you? You must be very busy."

"I'm a busy employee, so how can I be a busy manager? Please come over, I'll be waiting for you."

"Okay, I'll be right over." You Shaoqing put down the phone with a smile. Du Ziyuan spoke crisply and just right, which she liked very much.

She got up and walked to the wall to open the closet, wanting to choose something good to wear. She often had to wear plain clothes when going on missions, so she prepared a closet in the office and put several sets of clothes. She turned around in her mind and nodded.

When we met alone, it was better to be more simple. She chose a black suit and a white shirt.

She changed her clothes and stood in front of the mirror and took a picture. It was exactly what the ancients said, if you want to be pretty, you should be dressed in soap.

Officials may think of the "bandit trial" section. When Wu Fengying met Du Ziyuan for the first time, she was also covered in soap.

You Shaoqing arrived at the door of Jingye Bank and asked the waiter at the door, "Where is Manager Du?"

The waiter leaned forward and asked, "What's your name, Miss?"

You Shaoqing said: "My surname is Su."

The waiter immediately extended his hand and asked her to come in. The waiter led You Shaoqing through the long corridor, opened a heavy double door, and invited her in.

Du Ziyuan's office is very spacious, not luxurious or ostentatious, but bright and stable. On one side is a bookshelf filled with thick books. In the room of the office, there is a circle of large sofas and a beautiful coffee table. On the other side of the room

There are two large doors on one side, which flood the office with sunlight. At the innermost part of the office, there is a huge desk.

Du Ziyuan had already stood up from the table. He looked up and saw You Shaoqing outside the door. He was already walking towards her with a smile on his face. He stopped halfway and looked at her intently. Suddenly,

What he saw was Wu Fengying wrapped in a black satin cloak. He shook his head involuntarily, his eyes full of affection.

You Shaoqing had noticed the daze in his eyes and the strange affection in his eyes. Thinking that it was all because of her appearance, she felt very happy and full of affection. She opened her arms and

He twisted his waist and made a very graceful posture, and then started to giggle.

The beauty of the world lies in the joy of love that comes from her heart. That is what people can resist.

Du Ziyuan also smiled, walked to the door, gently held her hand, and let her in. He walked around and let her all the way to the back. He pointed to his desk and said: "Miss Su, please sit down.

There, that’s my top seat here.”

You Shaoqing was smiling and full of joy. She walked straight over and sat down behind the huge desk. She was like a happy girl next door who suddenly sat on the emperor's throne. She patted the armrest.

, tapping his feet, swaying his body from side to side, and his eyes wandering around like water.

Du Ziyuan also smiled, sat down opposite her, and said with a slight smile: "Dear Mr. Manager, I would like to open a big account in your small bank, okay?" He said, extending his hand to You Shaoqing

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You Shaoqing chuckled and shouted, "I don't, I don't. I really have no money. I just got a month's salary and I have already bought clothes." She tugged on her clothes, "You,

Are you okay? Is this okay with me?"

Du Ziyuan nodded, "Okay, okay, very good." He nodded to her, "I understand, I understand, you want to know about bank transfers, right?"

You Shaoqing clapped his hands and said happily: "Okay, okay?"

Du Ziyuan got up and went to the cupboard, took out a few forms, then dragged a chair to You Shaoqing, sat next to her, and began to explain to her.

You Shaoqing turned sideways, looking at the form in his hand, and then at him. She knew that she had been distracted. Looking at the form, the words on the form were colorful and dancing. When Du Ziyuan was away, the content on the form was completely blank.

Remember. This made it a little difficult for her to understand Du Ziyuan's explanation. However, she was so smart that she finally understood the general method and method of bank transfer.

She smiled and said, "Mr. Du, it's so difficult, isn't it."

Du Ziyuan nodded, "These financial things are really boring sometimes."

She hurriedly said: "No, no, I understand it all, I really understand it."

"Do you really understand?" he asked.

"I really understand, I won't lie to you."

Du Ziyuan stood up and said, "Well, come and visit my little bank. It may increase your perceptual knowledge. Do you want to visit?"

You Shaoqing jumped up and said, "Of course I visited."

Du Ziyuan led You Shaoqing out of the office. They walked through the corridor and walked to a door. He said, "This is the research department, but it's not interesting." He opened the door.

You Shaoqing looked in and saw that it was a large office filled with desks. There were about twenty people sitting in it. They all had their heads lowered, focusing on the information, reports, or other things in front of them.

Others were flipping through a lot of newspapers, English newspapers.

Du Ziyuan said: "It's very quiet. Every day they study the financial situation around the world, analyze various reports or data, and then make analysis. This is the most boring department. Let's go over there."

Du Ziyuan closed the door and led You Shaoqing to continue walking forward. He stopped in front of a door and said, "That room was quiet just now, but this one is a bit noisy."

As soon as he opened the door, a loud crackling sound rushed into You Shaoqing's ears. There were more than twenty people in this room, but everyone had an abacus or two in front of them. They turned over the bills with one hand.

One hand was crackling with abacus, and from time to time he took the pen from his ear and memorized it quickly.

You Shaoqing took a few steps inside, and she was stunned. Everyone's abacus was different from what she usually saw, it was a very long abacus. She saw an abacus that was almost two meters long.

Sir, there were two people looking at each other and calculating the abacus at the same time. You Shaoqing turned his head to look at Du Ziyuan and pointed to him the abacus.

Du Ziyuan said with a smile: "The numbers in the bank are almost astronomical figures. It's really not good if the abacus is too small."

You Shaoqing leaned into his ear and said, "Is it related to the price?"

Du Ziyuan nodded to her seriously, "You are so smart. The French currency has depreciated too fast. To buy a piece of soap, you need a large bundle of banknotes. There is no way."

Du Ziyuan led You Shaoqing and continued walking into the corridor. He turned back and said, "This room is even more noisy."

You Shaoqing had already heard a lot of noise coming from this room. As soon as the door opened, the noise was loud. It seemed that they had entered a vegetable market, or some kind of debate. Almost everyone was holding up their phones and shouting.

Some people were reporting a series of numbers. Some people were threatening each other, as if they wanted to dig up their ancestral graves. Some people were shouting, while others were laughing. Others were holding up their phones and shouting at each other.

He was standing and making gestures. To describe this room in one word, it is: chaotic.

Du Ziyuan smiled and said: "This is a business place, the most typical bargaining place."

You Shaoqing shook his head, "I didn't expect that this would happen in the bank. It's so surprising."

Du Ziyuan closed the door, and the corridor immediately became much quieter. They continued to walk in. After turning the corridor, there was a sign hanging on the door in front of them, which read: "Registration is important, no entry unless required."

You Shaoqing was stunned for a moment, "Reporting a room, is it a newspaper?"

Du Ziyuan smiled and said: "It's a telegraph, a place where telegrams are sent."

"Radio station? You still have a radio station?" You Shaoqing was very surprised.

"Of course. We are a bank. But we usually don't call it a radio station, we call it a transmitter."

Du Ziyuan opened the door. You Shaoqing saw seven or eight young women busy inside. Among them, five or six people were sitting at the table. They did not wear headphones on their heads, and there were no usual electric keys in front of them, but there was a

It was a small machine like a British typewriter. While writing the telegram, they quickly tapped the keyboard with both hands, making a "cluck, cluck, cluck" sound.

You Shaoqing asked in a low voice: "Are they sending a report?"

Du Ziyuan said with a smile: "Strictly speaking, we are not sending telegrams now. We call them telegrams. They are inputting the telegram code, and then a paper tape will come out from here with some small holes punched in it. These small holes are the telegraph code.

The dispatch is over there." He pointed ahead.

You Shaoqing saw that there was a man over there, checking the paper tape in his hand, and then inserting the paper tape into a machine. The paper tape quickly went in from one side and came out from the other.

Du Ziyuan said: "We use paper tape to send the report."

You Shaoqing made a gesture with his hand as if pressing a button with one hand, "Do you have such a message?"

"What you are talking about is called manual transmission, and we also have it. But it is not allowed to be used unless it is absolutely necessary. The military has strict management on manual transmission, and it is not allowed to be used without approval."

You Shaoqing nodded. She had already figured out the reason. She said, "You have your own transmitter. Isn't it very special? Do banks have them?"

Du Ziyuan looked at her and laughed, "Not only our bank, shipping, airports, post offices, railways, government departments, and even large companies all have their own telegraph systems. However, they are all under the management of the military communications department.

In fact, this is true in all countries.”

Regarding this small detail of the transmitter, officials must remember that the story will not be told until a long time ago.

You Shaoqing had a great time on this day. After the work meeting in the second office, the feeling of depression left in her heart was gone. When she left Jingye Bank, she held Du Ziyuan's hand, lowered her eyes, and felt something in her heart.

Not giving up at all.

Two days later, You Shaoqing found that she was still thinking about Du Ziyuan, her heart was always beating strangely, and she did not calm down. She thought, I just like him, I just want to see him again, so what?

You Shaoqing comes from a wealthy family, and her temper is an unchangeable part of her character. This is also the main difference between her and Zuo Shaoqing. This time, she picked up the phone again. She said: "Mr. Du, you spent so long teaching

I, I’m so grateful. Tell me, can I treat you to dinner?”

Du Ziyuan said on the phone: "Miss Su, you're welcome, I'll treat you. Don't say much, just tonight. My Qinhuai Restaurant is pretty good. Can it be at seven o'clock? I'll wait for you."

Du Ziyuan is really happy and suits You Shaoqing's temperament very well. This means that he is also willing to see me. Thinking of this, she felt even happier.

At seven o'clock in the evening, they met again at Qinhuai Restaurant. Du Ziyuan chose a relatively secluded corner, ordered several very elegant Huaiyang dishes, and ordered red wine.

The atmosphere was very good, warm and charming. The lighting cast a warm affection on the surrounding scenery. However, they did not speak much and only occasionally exchanged glances. They seemed to have a tacit understanding.

You Shaoqing spoke less. Her face was pink, and a good smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. In fact, she really wanted to say something, and there were very romantic thoughts flowing in her heart. She had affectionate words on her lips, but she just couldn't.

When she came out, she noticed that Du Ziyuan was watching her silently.

You Shaoqing dipped her finger into a little water on the table and scribbled on the table. She didn't know what she was scribbling on. Next, her index finger stopped on the table, and then her finger also fell on the table.

After that, her two fingers, like a person's two feet, "walked" towards Du Ziyuan's hand alternately.

Du Ziyuan also held her hand. He turned his hand over, palm up, and placed it on the table.

You Shaoqing noticed it, her face turned even pinker, and she tried her best to hold back her smile. Her finger "walked" to Du Ziyuan's hand, but stopped again. Her index finger was raised, put down, raised again, and then put down again.

Du Ziyuan said softly: "Come on."

You Shaoqing laughed and placed both fingers on Du Ziyuan's palm. Du Ziyuan closed his palm, held her hand, and did not let her leave again.

You Shaoqing chuckled and tried to pull out his hand, but refused to use any force. He said with a smile: "Mr. Du, you caught me, please let me go."

Du Ziyuan said softly: "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how can I let it go?"

Du Ziyuan's heart has been fluctuating. She and Wu Fengying are so similar, they really look like the same person. He feels that in his heart, he has always regarded her as Wu Fengying. He is always thinking about Wu Fengying,

where are you?

Du Ziyuan was still very excited when he held the hand of such a beautiful woman. But deep down in his heart, he still maintained a trace of calmness. He knew that this was a game. Such a beautiful woman

, to play this game with him, he had to accompany him. However, he noticed that You Shaoqing showed a lot of his true feelings, which made him feel a little embarrassed. What he was thinking about more was Wu Fengying.

In the evening, Du Ziyuan sent You Shaoqing back to her dormitory. They said goodbye reluctantly at the door.

You Shaoqing held Du Ziyuan's hand and asked softly: "Mr. Du, do you still want to see me in the future?"

Du Ziyuan also said softly: "I hope to see you every day."

You Shaoqing's crystal eyes fell on Du Ziyuan's face. She knew clearly that she really fell in love with this man. She also hoped to see him every day.

When Du Ziyuan was walking back quietly alone, he was thinking that he should report this matter to his superiors and not be too careless.


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