Wangxiang Terrace

Song Changan was not frightened by Minglou's sudden movement at all, and said in a deep voice

"Is Mr. Ming leaving? There are plenty of people who can manage Shanghai's economy, but your chances of entering the new government are fleeting."

Hearing this, Minglou's eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses shot sharply at Song Changan, staring at her with a chill, as expected of a poisonous snake.Minglou is scheming, sophisticated and cautious, she may not be able to play with him when playing tricks.But the common problem of deep-minded people is that they are suspicious. As long as they have doubts, their actions will slow down, and they have time to arrange Yoko Nantian.

Song Changan raised a smiling face and looked at him, "Are you still sitting down?"

"Mr. Ming has stayed abroad, so he must know something about music..." Song Changan said without waiting for Minglou's answer, and Minglou didn't distract himself from thinking about what she said at this time, until Song Changan said arrive

"I would say that the sounds of nature are the best. Whether they are human, animal, or dead, each has its own sound," Song Changan looked at Minglou and said, "For example, snakes, hissing Hissing can be used as a prelude, and human ones can also be used. The whimpering and roaring made at the most desperate moment can be used as an orgasm, but I don’t like the ones of dead things very much.” Then he looked at Mingcheng with his flat mouth, “like porcelain , It’s just a sound when it breaks, but it can be used as a finishing touch. After all, it’s only when it stops abruptly that it gives people room for imagination, isn’t it evocative?”

Seeing the changing expressions of the woman in front of them, Minglou and Mingcheng only had one question in mind, how much did they reveal in this operation?The woman seemed to be incoherent, but pointed out her identity in a disguised form, but she turned off the listening device again. Is it an enemy or a friend?

Song Chang'an didn't think as much as they did. He got up and left the room after speaking. After all, it's the most memorable thing to stop abruptly...

Song Changan, who came out of the interrogation room, happened to meet Yoko Nantian and Wang Manchun who came out next door. Song Changan nodded to Yoko Nantian, "Mr. Contributed."

After getting the answer she wanted, Yoko Nantian said politely and left. The peace conference will be held soon, and hundreds of Japanese high-ranking officials will come to Shanghai to participate in the conference on the Sakura train, so there can be no mistakes.Ming Lou suddenly surrendered. Although the files were very clean, her intuition told her that they were not simple.

Wang Manchun could barely hold himself back in front of Yoko Nantian, but now that she's gone, she's even more careless

"Chang'an~" Wang Manchun held Song Chang'an's hand, "My senior brother?"

Song Chang'an couldn't help laughing, "Mr. Ming has seen many big scenes, you have the skill of acting like a baby, why don't you use it on the right people."

Wang Manchun smiled and gave Song Changan a push, then trotted in.The moment Song Changan closed the door, he saw 17-year-old Wang Manchun acting like a baby to Minglou, and Minglou also patted her head, but the 35-year-old Minglou was no longer her senior brother at the age of 26.

Then Song Changan smiled at Mingcheng who came out to avoid suspicion.

"Mr. Mingcheng is not familiar with No. 76 and the new government just now, why don't I take you to familiarize yourself with the terrain." Song Chang'an put his hands in his pockets, standing there with a look of indifference.

Although Mingcheng had doubts about Song Changan from the bottom of his heart, Song Changan did not tell the Japanese about the abnormality between himself and his eldest brother, and he also had some good feelings in his heart.If Song Changan knew what Mingcheng was thinking, he would definitely laugh.

"Will it not delay Director Song's work?"

"It's an honor!" Song Changan smiled and glanced at Mingcheng.

The two walked together in the office building of the new government. Because there were not many people in the building during lunch break, Mingcheng still had little experience, so he asked in a low voice, "What character does Miss Song Chang'an like?"

Song Changan felt a little funny, why did he think that he would tell him that speaking recklessly would have no result other than killing himself and Minglou.

"Mr. Mingcheng is Mr. Ming's secretary. I don't know if I take the liberty of taking you out. Will Mr. Ming blame me?"

Amid Song Changan's crisp laughter, Mingcheng staggered and ran away.