Conan: Ke Xue’s daily life in the world of elderly care

The waiters at the resort brought food that was neither lunch nor breakfast, as well as various drinks, which were neatly placed on the table.

Tang Muqing ate slowly with the speakerphone on, listening to the voices of employees reporting work from the receiver of his mobile phone.

"As you said, rejected products also have value. We have set the defective products as products that will be released in the next few versions, and their functions will gradually improve."

"This quarter's turnover has been sent to your mailbox..."

"We have signed cooperation agreements with major factory companies in Japan, and the profits will be discussed according to the scope you have defined..."

Among all the sounds, Tang Muqing enjoyed the food leisurely, occasionally saying a word or two to remind him.

In half an hour, today's work has been declared over.

Tang Muqing watched the call end, thought for a moment and then dialed the number of a criminal.

The phone rang twice and was disconnected, then dialed back ten minutes later.

"Is something wrong?"

The man's deep voice came from the receiver, and it seemed that the sound of puffing smoke could be heard.

Tang Muqing glanced at the cigarette case placed next to the table, then withdrew his gaze and continued to spread the cheese evenly on the bread, "A little bit. I had dinner with the owner of the resort last night. The other party has a strong intention to cooperate and wants to find you. I want some information."

There is a feeling of rushing to find cooperation, otherwise the other party should wait for me to be introduced by the Kudo couple before meeting, instead of directly arranging their own food, clothing, housing and transportation and actively inviting them to meet.

After all, in this cooperation plan, I should be the one eager to cooperate.

Hearing this, Gin was silent as if he was reminiscing, and then spoke after a while, "Don't you have any means of gathering information?"

"Yes, but I don't want to move." Tang Muqing didn't hide anything. He squinted and skewered the steak salad bread on the plate into a skewer on his fork. He said in a lazy tone, "We can make appointments with a few more American businessmen or officials. When chatting, you can also track or install bugs through Scotland or other people, but it’s always a bit convoluted, so why don’t I ask you if you know first.”

If you have information, you must use it. Make sure you have no invalid information before you spend time planning and investigating, otherwise...

waste.

Across the dining table, Scotland, who had been lifted up, looked up at Tang Muqing, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.

Do you really believe that you are not an undercover agent?

Are you no longer suspicious at all so quickly?

"Is there any direction?" Gin was chewing on his cigarette, his voice a little vague.

Tang Muqing thought for a while, then bit into a piece of beef and said, "He seems to want to let me and my industry go overseas, so as to increase the bargaining chips for the candidates behind him. After all, my small industry counts. Stand on the cusp of the storm.”

Gin:......

"Don't you know that?" Gin sneered, with a sarcastic tone, "The purpose of this cross-country call is to confirm your thoughts?"

"I casually flipped through the newspaper and saw it, but you can't go into negotiations without any confidence, right?" Tang Muqing smiled, put down his knife and fork and picked up the water glass, his voice was lazy and he couldn't cheer up, "Senior Ginjiu" , making money is my business, as for collecting intelligence and doing some dirty tricks behind the scenes..."

Tang Muching paused and said in a joking tone, "Although the hands of capitalists are not clean, they will not be directly stained with blood."

Just give them money. I have never heard of capitalists having to eliminate their competitors themselves!

Moreover, he is indeed not professional enough when it comes to kidnapping, extortion, intimidation and killing.

"Send me your base price, and I'll take care of the rest." Gin thought for a moment, and finally spoke, his voice hoarse and magnetic, seeming to be even more domineering than Tang Muqing, "If there is no money gap, make money." gap."

Well, Tang Muqing's money is the organization's money. A locker is worth the intelligence and operations, not to mention the warehouse, which is more efficient and safer than sending money around by yourself.

Although he couldn't stop making money, having Tang Muqing here finally saved him some time.

Tang Muqing responded, and after hanging up the phone, he raised his eyes and looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang, "What's wrong? You seem to be looking at me all the time."

"Yeah." Zhu Fu Jingguang nodded, moved his eyes away and continued eating, but then asked softly, "You never seem to avoid me when communicating with Ginjiu."

Even if it is Rye, he needs to avoid contacting Gin in front of him. After all, it is not a good thing if the members have no secrets from each other. In many actions, he does not even know who else is participating.

Hearing this, Tang Muqing's eyes flashed with surprise, and he turned his head slightly, "Is there something wrong?"

"Didn't Gin tell you that you need to pay attention to this? Or... you don't quite understand the nature of the organization?" Zhufu Jingguang's tone was as usual, and he didn't seem to mean to test it, but he kept paying attention to the people sitting at the dining table from the corner of his eye. The man opposite.

The gentle employer did not wear trousers and shirt like in China, nor did his suit jacket hang on the back of the chair. Instead, he wore a simple T-shirt and shorts. He looked very leisurely, and there was no trace of aggression on his body. sex.

Tang Muqing thought for a while and shook his head, "I feel like there is nothing to avoid. After all, I have no other mission except making money, and I make money..."

It's normal. There's no way a boss can't make money. Zhu Fu Jingguang started making money just two days after he came as an assistant, but he just needs to make a little more recently.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was slightly startled, as if sighing, "You really trust me..."

"Of course, after all, I didn't mind when Mr. Obara installed a whole box of cameras and bugs in my home, right?" Tang Muqing smiled, holding a glass of water and looking at the sea outside, "There are many members I have met. More, you, bourbon, rye, gin, vodka... After careful calculation, it seems that only you and gin know what I'm doing, and there won't be any risks."

Having said this, Tang Muqing looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang with a soft and gentle smile, "I think neither Mr. Obara nor Scotland will let me change from an entrepreneur to a prisoner."

Gin…

If Gin is an undercover agent, what else can the winery do? It will simply close down.

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at Tang Muqing with a speechless expression. He didn't know what to say, "Thank you for your trust."

Trust is on the one hand, and on the other hand it's reminding him, right?

There are only two people who know about it. If this news reaches the Metropolitan Police Department, then he must die, right?

Moreover, Tang Muqing had already swaggered into the Metropolitan Police Department. Without concrete and irrefutable evidence, no one would order an interrogation and investigation of Tang Muqing.

Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed inwardly and lowered his eyes to look at the dinner plate in front of him.

Hey, I don’t feel sorry for Zero now, I feel a little sorry for myself.