"So, we still have to thank him?" Acheng said angrily.
Li Qiang waved his hand, "Brother, how can you say thank you? I just hope you don't always look at me with that hostile look."
"If you are upright, you are not afraid of slanted shadows! If you really have a clear conscience, do you need to care about how others look at you?"
However, before he finished speaking, Minglou's voice rang out, "Okay Cheng, don't say any more. Aqiang is right, we are all a family, don't keep arguing, otherwise people will laugh if it spreads.
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"I know, brother." Acheng responded first, then turned to Axiang and said, "Just rest!"
Axiang nodded slightly and retreated very smartly.
"Aqiang, answer me honestly, are you working for Wang Manchun?" As soon as Axiang left, Minglou's eyes suddenly became sharp and he stared at Li Qiang and asked.
However, Li Qiang remained calm and replied slowly: "Brother Minglou, didn't I tell you that I was working for money?"
"So, as long as I'm given money, you'll do anything?" Minglou continued to ask.
"I admit that I am a money addict, but money fans also have principles and bottom lines. I will not do such immoral things as murder, kidnapping, gambling, drug trafficking, and human trafficking."
"So, you are still a money fanatic with principles and bottom line?" Minglou said with a smile.
"Of course!"
"That's it..." At this point, Minglou waved to Li Qiang, and when he came closer, he lowered his voice and whispered a few words to him.
It's okay that Li Qiang didn't listen. After hearing Minglou's words, he said with a troubled face: "Isn't it right, brother? That is the territory of the Japanese."
"Isn't that what you said? As long as it doesn't violate your bottom line, you are willing to do anything? What, are you scared?"
"Brother, you misunderstood. What I meant was that this matter is too risky. If not, you might go to jail or get shot... You have to pay more!"
"Yes, as long as things are done cleanly and neatly!" Minglou said, snapping his fingers.
Although Acheng on the side was in great pain, he finally took out his checkbook from his arms and handed it over...
"Thanks!"
Satisfied, Li Qiang stuffed the check that Ming Lou had just signed into his pocket, then took his coat off the hanger and walked out.
"What are you going to do?"
"If you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your tools! Only by making adequate preparations can you ensure that nothing goes wrong."
"Really?" Minglou smiled, "I hope you won't disappoint me."
"Don't worry, brother Minglou, I will show you what a real middleman is." After that, Li Qiang put on his coat and left without looking back.
"This Aqiang, I really can't figure him out more and more." After watching Li Qiang leave, Minglou said as if talking to himself.
What Acheng was most concerned about at the moment was obviously not this. Instead, he looked at Minglou with disappointment as he handed back his checkbook and murmured: "Brother, this is the money Nanzo Yunzi gave me to buy a wheelchair."
Minglou deliberately kept a straight face, "What's yours and mine? Do we need to distinguish it so clearly?"
"Then why don't you use your own checkbook?" Cheng muttered in a low voice.
"What did you say?"
"No, it's nothing!"
"That's good!" Minglou smiled and nodded, then looked up in the direction of the small ancestral hall.
"Brother, do you really want to go up?"
"This level must be passed." As he said this, Minglou took a deep breath and then walked towards the small ancestral hall with a solemn expression...
However, as soon as Minglou entered the small ancestral hall, he knew that he was in big trouble this time.
At this time, Ming Jing had already put on a solemn Hunan embroidery cheongsam and was sitting on the main seat with a cold face. The square table on the left hand side enshrined the tablets of the ancestors and parents of the Ming family, and directly in front of the tablets was a memorial tablet.
A riding crop.
And this is the "family law" of the Ming family.
"Kneel down!" Just when Minglou was still thinking about how to calm down his eldest sister's anger, Mingjing finally couldn't suppress his anger and said angrily.
Minglou didn't argue and knelt obediently in front of Mingjing without saying a word.
"If I don't go find you today, do you plan to live in a hotel for the rest of your life?"
"Sister, you misunderstood." Minglou defended.
"Misunderstanding?" Ming Jing sneered, "Tell me honestly in front of your parents, are you still thinking about that Wang Manchun?"
"How can I be a thief when I am a beautiful woman?" Minglou replied word for word.
Ming Jing nodded slowly, "Okay! It seems that you can still distinguish between good and evil, loyal and traitor! Then after you returned to Shanghai, you plunged into the new government and surrendered to the traitors and lackeys. Isn't this a traitor?
Isn’t it just betraying the country and seeking glory?”
"Sister, Minglou has been brought up by his sister since he was a child. He only knows how to serve the country with loyalty and loyalty. How dare he become a traitor? If Minglou has the slightest intention of betraying his country and seeking glory, he is willing to listen to his sister's advice!"
"What a man who serves the country with loyalty! What a man who dares not commit rebellion!" Ming Jing asked condescendingly, "Then, Mr. Minglou, the newly appointed Chief Financial Advisor of the Ministry of Finance and Director of the Economic Department, do you have any explanation for your official title?
Of?"
Faced with Ming Jing's question, Ming Lou replied very calmly: "That's not all. There is also the inspector general of the new government's General Administration of Customs, and the new deputy director of the current affairs policy advancement committee and special task force committee."
"Don't tell me that you are trying to save the country." Ming Jing said calmly, "Go on!"
"What did you say?" Minglou asked.
"Aren't you going to explain?"
"Explain what? How else can you explain it? You blocked everything I wanted to say. Apart from saving the country through curves, I really don't have anything else to say."
Ming Jing looked at his younger brother kneeling in front of him, nodded slowly, then stood up and reached for the riding crop on the altar.
Minglou quickly stopped him and said, "Sister! Everyone has their own secrets, why do you have to get to the bottom of it?"
However, Ming Jing did not listen to his words at all, "I almost forgot, our Mr. Ming always likes to stop talking when he speaks. But I am different. As long as it is something I want to know, I must know it clearly.
,clear and direct!"
As he said that, Ming Jing already took the riding crop in his hand.
"Sister, Minglou... Minglou is in the Cao camp and his heart is in the Han Dynasty." Seeing that Mingjing was really going to take action, Minglou quickly explained.
I didn't want to say this, but as soon as I said it, Ming Jing was completely angered.
"What a person who lives in Cao's camp but feels like Han, he is clearly a 'chameleon'! He talks about people when he sees people, but tells ghosts when he sees ghosts. If he says in front of me that he is in Cao's camp but feels like Han; in front of Zhou Fohai, he will say that he is loyal to the new dynasty.
Work hard on national affairs; in front of Wang Manchun, you should say that you only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals, right? If you are going to fall into the hands of the military commander, will you say that you are from the Anti-Japanese United Front?"
"I really know my brother, Sister Mo Ruo..."
However, before he finished speaking, Ming Jing whipped Ming Lou hard on the arm...
