Wangxiang Terrace

Song Changan returned to the building and was about to send the prisoner's statement to Wang Manchun. As soon as he entered the building, he saw a crowd of people in front of him, and from time to time he could hear a woman's charming laughter.Song Chang'an never liked to join in this kind of fun, so he planned to go back to his office for a while, and wait for the people to leave before going there.

"Director Song!"

Song Changan paused, sighed, turned around and saw Wang Manchun looking at him with bright eyes, and then walked over.

"Director Song, this is my elder brother Minglou. He came back from France and is preparing to take over as the Chief Financial Advisor of the Economic Department of the Ministry of Finance of the new government, the Deputy Director of the Special Committee, and the Inspector General of the General Administration of Customs of the new government. He will be our boss in the future. "Wang Manchun spoke cheerfully, raised his chin and raised his eyebrows, and his proud expression made Song Changan see her at the age of 16.

Song Changan's expression was stiff, then he smiled again, and looked at Minglou, "Well, Mr. Ming is more like a refined scholar full of literati air." Minglou did not avoid Song Changan's probing eyes and smile on his face Gentle and gentle as if responding to Song Changan's words.

Song Changan paused for a moment, then teased, "It matches Director Wang very well", and then, with Wang Manchun's shy smile, handed over the folder in his hand, "I won't bother you, let's go, Mr. Ming in a moment See."

Song Changan, who returned to the office, was in a panic. Everything happened so quickly, and she was completely unprepared. She had never been so worried. She thought that knowing the plot would save Yoko Nantian and change.

But now my memory of the original plot has been blurred, except for knowing the ending of everyone, I don't know anything.

Song Changan sat in front of his desk, clasped his hands in front of him, and kept tapping his lips.

"Dangdangdang..." A knock on the door brought back Song Changan's thoughts, "Director Song, Section Chief Nantian called you over."

"Okay! Here we come." Song Changan could probably guess Yoko Nantian's purpose. How could a younger sister who is proficient in psychology not be able to use it?