Qinghe has no way of knowing whether the commander-in-chief will fall out with the Japanese because of the embassy.

Zhang Yishan is a very complicated person, there are very few people in this world who can see through him.Some people think that he is impulsive and reckless, and that he does things only with passion, while others think that he is deep in the city, and the roughness on the surface is just a disguise.When others thought he would turn a blind eye, he was furious and killed; when they thought he would not give up easily, he often laughed it off and didn't take it to heart.

Qinghe asked him for the mining license of Heishan Mine, but he didn't choose to speak at the dinner table, but went to his study alone.

It turned out that Zhang Zheng said he was the one to speak, but Qinghe refused.He didn't want to rely on Zhang Zheng for everything, at least in this matter, he wanted to do it himself.Of course, it's a bit funny to say that, if it wasn't for Zhang Zheng, he wouldn't even be able to enter the Shuai's mansion.He just didn't want to rely too much on Zhang Zheng, and didn't want to hide behind him all the time.

As long as Zhang Zheng opens his mouth, let alone one Black Mountain Mine, even if there are ten, Zhang Yishan will not really object.But what's the point?

Too many things happened during this period, the kiln company opened, Ruirui fell ill, Wang Xinyi murdered and escaped, and Liu Rujie was killed by the Japanese, and the embassy fell into ruins. I am used to the tense situation from time to time, but I still feel frightened.

You see, fate is so strange.

Whether it is public or private, there are many things that should not be brought home. If it weren't for Zhang Yishan's uncertain attitude, Qinghe would even think of going to his office building to ask for this permission.

Zhang Yishan drooped his eyelids, signed his name on the document with a pen, and said casually, "...Black Mountain? There are more and more people who want to open this mine in the past two years."

Qinghe waits for the next article.

Zhang Yishan closed the document, raised his head and said, "The people who want to open this mine are all big businessmen. How old are you? Qinghe, no matter what you do, you have to take your time, don't be in such a hurry."

All he had to say was, you, a young child, still want to open such a big mine?Don't weigh your own weight.Don't think that you can do whatever you want by relying on the identity of Lao Tzu's godson, are you being taken advantage of by Lao Tzu?

"Marshal, I'm not in a hurry. If I don't have the confidence, I wouldn't dare to speak to you."

Zhang Yishan paused, and said, "How much does this cost, do you know?"

Qinghe said: "I know, we have done the calculation."

"You have to sell all the shares in your hand to get together the money." Zhang Yishan's eyes were like thunder, and he continued: "Or, did you ask for it from Zhang Zheng again?"

Zhang Yishan had long been dissatisfied in his heart.

Damn it, his son is probably the only one in the world to hold an actor for this purpose.

Qinghe knew Zhang Yishan's eyes were on all fours long ago, and he had already thought up the answer before coming: "Marshal, no matter how many things I have in my hand, they all belong to Zhang Zheng, and I will not move any thoughts that should not be moved. You should also know , He gave me a lot of things in the past, even if I squandered it all my life, I would not be able to spend it all. I am not an ambitious person, if it is not for Zhang Zheng, I would not want to participate in these things anyway."

Zhang Yishan put down the pen, raised his chin towards him: "Go on."

Qinghe looked quite calm and said: "There are many companies that want the Black Mountain Mine, but there are only a few that are capable of mining, except for those founded or invested by Japanese, there are very few. Commander, I know your stall The shop is too big, and no matter how many capable people you have under your command, you can’t cover everything. The reserves of the Black Mountain Mine are too large, so you can’t rest assured that outsiders will open it. You can only procrastinate. I assure you, I am not kidding. I'll get this mine right."

Zhang Yishan looked at the boy seriously.

It's not that he hasn't seen two men who are deeply affectionate and will never give up, but such a handsome boy, only, is still a small actor, it is impossible for him to believe him just because of these few words.

Qinghe sighed inwardly, and said: "Actually... I have always been very grateful to Zhang Zheng. If it wasn't for him, I'm afraid I'd still be in the bottom of the pile right now."

When Qing He came out of the shower, Zhang Zheng suddenly handed him something.

He took it over and saw that it was a dagger with a leather sheath on the outside.Zhang Zheng took off the holster, and the dagger flashed coldly, shaking Qinghe's eyes.

Qinghe didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What are you doing for me? I don't need it."

The first time they met in Tianjin, Zhang Zheng gave him a small pistol as a gift. Qinghe treasured that pistol, but never carried it with him, but kept it in his room properly.

He was holding the handle of the dagger. Even though he didn't know much about this kind of weapon, he could tell that it was a good thing, beautiful and dangerous.

"It's something that came out of the palace. It was given by someone else. You can play with it." Zhang Zheng understated it.

Qinghe nodded and put it away carefully.

Qinghe finished reading the ledger sent by Wang Yuan, and it was already eleven o'clock, he was sore all over, he raised his head to see that Zhang Zheng was still leaning on the bedside reading a book.

Strange to say, when he was studying in Germany, he never thought these books were good-looking, and even later in the martial arts hall, it was just to silence those who questioned him, but after leading soldiers to fight for two years, , but more and more feel that the above things are useful.

"Is this from Miss Leonie?" Qinghe asked.

After Leonie returned to China, she sent Zhang Zheng a lot of books about the military. Zhang Zheng started to read the books he brought back after reading them.

"Ah."

Zhang Zheng put a bookmark and closed the book, put it aside casually, and raised an eyebrow at Qing He: "Is there anything wrong tomorrow?"

Qinghe thought for a while, "I'm at home in the morning, and I'm going out in the afternoon."

"Coal mine?"

"Yes, the commander-in-chief promised to give me the mining rights of the Black Mountain Mine, and tomorrow I will go to the Mining Bureau."

Zhang Zheng said, "He didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

Qing He laughed: "How could that be?"

Since he didn't go out in the morning, Zhang Zheng didn't have any scruples. He jumped up, grabbed Qinghe's wrist and threw him on the bed, before falling over himself.

Both of Qing He's hands were tied above his head, and he struggled uneasy.

Zhang Zheng found with satisfaction that his little Hemiaoer no longer just endured blindly, but learned to respond, his arms and legs were very enthusiastic...

When Zhang Zheng finally stopped, Qing He's voice became hoarse.

He blushed, "I, am I too loud? Will they hear it?"

"They" are naturally the servants of the handsome mansion.

Zhang Zheng laughed softly: "So what happened?"

Qing He buried his head in the pillow, he didn't even know what he just yelled, Zhang Zheng is now not only acting more and more unscrupulously on the bed, even speaking.How could he match Zhang Zheng's physical strength?Zhang Zheng forced him not to let him..., he had no choice but to say what he said, those words made him blush just thinking about them.

Zhang Zheng rubbed his waist lightly and said, "Go to take a bath?"

Qinghe said slowly: "Let's rest for a while, I'm almost out of breath...Zheng, will we fight?"

"No. Sosuke Ooka has been here."

Ooka Zoujie's "great name" Qinghe has also been heard for a long time.He was Japan's supreme commander in Northeast China. He had caused several tragedies in the pass, and tens of thousands of Chinese died under his orders.The Japanese officers and soldiers who killed countless Chinese with knives and guns in their hands are certainly hateful, but he who can plunge mountains and rivers into blood and fire with a single order is not only hateful, but also terrifying.

But just looking at his appearance, no one would have imagined that such a handsome and elegant man would have so much blood on his hands.

"He made peace?"

Zhang Zheng said happily: "Do you still remember the piece of paper that Hou Yuzhi got? The things on it are very important. Now it seems that there is only one copy, and the Japanese have nothing. They don't have the confidence to fight. The old handsome long ago As I said, we have 30 Northeast Army, and they have 13000 soldiers in Nanman, so it is not easy to deal with them?"

"I remember, it was said in the meeting hall. It was said that the county magistrate and public security chief of Liaoning were called together for a meeting, and their railway was seized, and Dalian and Lushun were attacked first."

Zhang Zheng rubbed the back of his neck affectionately, and said: "It was not the time of war, the old man destroyed their embassy, ​​and Ooka Sosuke only needed 70 oceans to keep silent. Why? The Japanese didn't even say anything in the pass. It's so easy, if they really fall out with the old man, their situation will be even more difficult."

Qing He wondered: "If you don't want to fight, why does that Hasegawa want to...?"

"Dagang wants to intimidate the old man," Zhang Zheng said flatly, "He wants us to be afraid of him. Besides, holding that kind of thing in their hands will give them confidence."

Qinghe paused and said, "It's because I didn't think well enough."

Zhang Zheng laughed and said, "How old are you?"

A strange feeling rose in Qinghe's heart, sour and soft, he had never felt this kind of feeling before, but today, after the sex, Zhang Zheng seemed to be more gentle than usual.

He asked: "Zheng, did you know that Xinyi went to Italy?"

Zhang Zheng's face changed slightly, "For a while, no one dared to mention his name in front of me."

Qinghe supported the pillow, sat up halfway, picked up the cigarette case and lighter over Zhang Zheng, and lit a cigarette for him.

Under the curling smoke and faint light, Zhang Zheng's face was blurred, and he would be very upset whenever he remembered Wang Xinyi's matter.

After a long time, Zhang Zheng said: "He has nothing to do with me in the future, so there is no need to mention him."

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