"Sir Ming, I...I am performing official duties." Faced with Minglou's sharp questioning, Wang Manchun immediately argued.
"Where's the official service, No. 76? Or the special higher education course?"
Unexpectedly, it was Liang Zhongchun who replied for her: "This Chief Ming doesn't know something. Director Wang was already a disciple of Nan Zao Yunzi, the head of the Special High School Course 1, three years ago.
, so I often call her over to help. For example, a few days ago, Director Nanzo's subordinate Takagi was on leave due to illness, and Director Wang was called over to help."
This statement seemed to be an explanation for Wang Manchun, but in fact it contained murderous intent, almost directly breaking the relationship between Wang Manchun and Nan Zaoyunzi.
Wang Manchun had no choice but to bite the bullet and explain: "Sir Ming, Director Nan Zao and I do have a teacher-student relationship, but please believe that I, Wang Manchun, will never neglect my own work because of this."
"Of course I believe you, but I still hope to see your strength and efficiency in a short time."
"This..." Faced with Minglou's expectations, Wang Manchun was obviously a little embarrassed, "To be honest, Commander Ming, although assassinations have been frequent in recent times, the secret radio stations we have mastered hidden in the concession have been unusually quiet.
, I think this is enough to prove that our No. 76, under the leadership of Director Liang, is effective in attacking."
This sentence made Liang Zhongchun break into a cold sweat. You must know that Wang Manchun was defending himself on the surface, but in fact he was putting all the responsibilities on himself.
However, Minglou obviously didn't care about the secret fight between the two. Instead, he looked at Wang Manchun intently and said word by word: "Quietness means danger. Don't you think that behind this unusual silence, something is probably brewing?"
Is there a huge conspiracy?"
As soon as these words came out, Liang Zhongchun immediately asked: "What does Chief Ming mean... a peace conference?"
Minglou nodded appreciatively, "Director Liang is indeed a veteran agent of Zhongtong. He has a keen sense of smell and can hit the nail on the head. Director Wang, on this point, you must learn more from Director Liang!"
Hearing Minglou's praise, Liang Zhongchun's face showed a hint of pride unconsciously, but Wang Manchun bit his lips tightly and said nothing, obviously very dissatisfied with Minglou's denial of his work just now.
Wang Manchun's little emotions naturally couldn't escape Minglou's eyes, so he smiled and said to her: "Manchun, you are in No. 76. You can watch and kill in a relaxed mood, and even kill and bury yourself. You will practice it and prove that you
It is the iron wing under the power of the new government. However, you must remember that no matter how strong an individual is in troubled times, it is just a wing attached to the power. And as the wings of the new government gradually become fuller, you must know how to withdraw them.
Fly your wings, or even cut them. Otherwise, like Director Ding before, you will be ostracized and isolated, or even kicked out of the core circle of interests. And I am cutting your wings for you, and only those who throw cold water on you in person are the ones who
Dear, do you understand how I treat you?"
I'm afraid even Wang Manchun himself doesn't know why in front of Minglou, his emotions always change drastically with his words, tone, or even a small expression.
Especially when I heard the word "relatives" coming from his mouth.
In her eyes, this man seemed to have the miraculous ability to turn unpleasant words into heartfelt words in an instant, and he could also generate an inexplicable trust in him, making her unconsciously fascinated by him.
"Brother, I never wanted to have a dispute with you." Wang Manchun's face turned slightly red and he whispered, "I'm just... I'm just complaining for Mr. Liang."
Liang Zhongchun quickly deliberately made a serious face, "Director Wang, I don't appreciate what you say. Chief Ming is so caring to you, you should thank him. As for me, I'd better just be a witness silently.
, I won’t get involved and mess it up.”
As soon as these words came out, the three of them looked at each other and smiled, and the smell of gunpowder that had been filling the room between them finally gradually dissipated.
"After you go back, you can discuss it and come up with a security and escort plan for the 'Peace Conference' as soon as possible."
Liang and Wang immediately stood up and stood at attention, obeying the order and said: "Yes!"
…
Time came to evening, and a car drove out of the New Government Office compound. Cheng held the steering wheel and glanced at the bright building behind him, and asked: "Would you like to go to a cafe?"
"No, just go home!" Minglou replied after a moment of silence.
"We have an appointment with Uncle Li." Acheng reminded quickly.
"I think it's not the right time to meet now." Minglou shook his head gently and said, "Besides, if I don't go back today, can eldest sister forgive me?"
"How about... let me go?"
"Don't go either. If we don't show up, they will realize that we are being monitored all the time, which should make them more vigilant."
Ah Cheng nodded in agreement, then stopped talking and concentrated on driving the car straight to his mansion...
As the sky grew dark, the car finally slowly drove into the gate of Ming Mansion and stopped steadily at the door of the mansion.
Gently pushing open the door of the mansion, a familiar and friendly feeling rushed to my face instantly. Three years, three full years have passed, even though things have changed outside, everything at home is still the same as before.
, immediately made Minglou feel like he was in another world.
At this moment, a pleasant voice brought Minglou's thoughts back to reality, "Young Master! You are back!"
"It's Axiang. I haven't grown taller in a few years." Minglou said with fond eyes as he looked at Axiang who happily ran out to greet him.
Axiang responded with a sweet smile and obediently took the briefcase from Minglou's hand.
"Why don't you hurry up and help the young master get a cup of tea?" Acheng reminded gently.
Minglou quickly waved his hand and said with tired eyes: "No, I'm here now! I just want to sit down and rest for a while!"
However, before he finished speaking, a gloating voice came to mind, "Brother, if you want me to tell you, don't rest now. You don't have time to drink tea. Sister, I told you to go to the small ancestral hall as soon as you come back."
Woolen cloth!"
As soon as they heard the words "small ancestral hall", both Minglou and Acheng changed their expressions. It seemed that the eldest sister was really angry this time.
"Ah Qiang, it must be your kid's fault, right? What did you tell the eldest sister?" After a brief moment of surprise, Ah Cheng pointed the finger at Li Qiang and said questioningly.
However, before Li Qiang could speak, Axiang couldn't help but said: "Brother Acheng, you are wrongly blaming Brother Aqiang for this. Ever since the eldest lady came back, Brother Aqiang has been saying good things for you, otherwise
I'm afraid you can only stand outside now, and you can't even get in!"
