Marshal, your wife is trying to die again

This Song Lu was different from those old reporters, she would not ask questions that he obviously didn't want to answer, so gradually, his interview rights were placed on her side.

Of course, as early as when Song Lu came to interview for the second time, he knew all about the eighteen generations of the other party's ancestors.

Song Lu is even more aware that her family is being investigated, and she is not unhappy about being violated in privacy, and she is very cooperative.

A young girl with a good family background and good-looking parents, not to mention scholars, and Xiang Jing, the most sought-after son-in-law in Huaguo, would have a lot of scandalous news.

No, even his subordinates were suspicious of what the two of them had.

Xiang Jing frowned, not liking it very much.

Just at this time, Xiao Li knocked on the door again.

Xiang Jing opened the door with a gloomy face, and threatened, "It's better to have something important, otherwise..."

"Yes, yes, it's an encrypted telegram from Suizhou." Xiao Li hurriedly raised the piece of paper in his hand.

Xiang Jing's eyes really lit up, and he quickly took it.

"Boss..." Just as he was about to speak, the cabin slammed shut.

Xiao Li blinked and sighed helplessly.

Holding the telegram, Xiang Jing sat on a chair and prayed silently several times before opening the paper.

There is only one line on it, "Wait for me to arrive, let's go to Jinsha together."

Xiang Jing suddenly showed a happy smile.

My sister finally came, and when it comes to complaints about being stationed in Nanluo, the most important point is that she can't go back at any time.

If I want to see the tiger head and my sister, I can only comfort myself in the photos.

Now I can finally have a chance to meet through business, perfect!

All the anger I had just now was gone when I saw this letter.

Xiang Jing pulled himself together and turned to look at Banchai who had also been cleaned up. At this time, he had just finished taking a shower and was eating.

Xiang Jing's life here is monotonous, but he doesn't take advantage of himself at ordinary times. No, the chef who is in charge of the meals is the one he recruited from the inland.

Lu Dali said it was good after eating it once, and insisted on not leaving.

Now that he heard that he came back after working for so many days, the Master Spoon Master was ready to show his skills.

So even with Banchai, he got the credit.

Anyone who can eat will bury their heads in the bowl.

It's ridiculous to say that he grows up so big, it's not uncommon to see mountains of gold, silver, and banknotes, but it's really the first time for a big girl to get on a sedan chair to eat such matching food.

Xiang Jing sat opposite him for a while, but he didn't even notice the difference.

When he raised his head, he suddenly saw the person who had been holding his fate by the throat these past few days. He couldn't swallow a mouthful of rice, and almost choked to death.

Xiang Jing stood up nimbly, cleverly avoiding the spray from the other party.

After Ban Guai managed to let this tone go, he looked up again and saw Xiang Jing's extremely contemptuous eyes.

"You haven't eaten in eight lifetimes."

Banchai drank his saliva and remained silent for a long time.

Once upon a time, he was also the boss of the party, and he said what he said. Now that this ugly appearance is exposed in front of others, he feels very uncomfortable.

Xiang Jing was too lazy to look at him like this.

"Banchai, I'm going to send you to see your brother soon. You have to eat and drink during this period of time. When we meet, you have to know what you should say."

Banchai frowned when he heard that, he didn't want to think about what he had spent so many days.

But not wanting to recall doesn't mean forgetting.

Since I was a child, I have never been wronged like this. Could it be that the person in front of me thinks that he can get rid of himself with a meal now?

What about his business, his gold, his weapons?

Seeing the changing expression on his face, Xiang Jing didn't know that the other party's scar had healed and he forgot the pain.

Knowing that he was going to meet Bansha now, the ridiculous self-esteem in his heart rose again.

Hehe, since that's the case, he doesn't mind teaching the other party a lesson.

Xiang Jing sat down on the seat again, propped his hands on the table, and showed a naughty smile on his face.

Banchai silently swallowed his saliva, calmly preparing to accept the move.

"Banchai, I'm afraid you don't know. We have figured out your old lair. Even if this matter is over, your elder brother will protect you, but our people are not idle and don't move you? It's no problem at all, but we If one day your goods are accidentally intercepted, then don't blame my brother for not bringing you the message in advance."

The muscles on Banchai's face trembled, and the back teeth were bitten together.

brazen!brazen!

Seeing the other party's expression, Xiang Jing smiled very happily.

Banchai took a few deep breaths before showing a smile that was uglier than crying, "I know, I know, we get along very well these few days."

Only then did Xiang Jing nod in satisfaction, "Come on, add two more dishes and a bowl of rice for our honored guests."

Banchai, "..."

When Xiang Jingchun went out proudly, Xiao Li came over with an ugly expression, holding an envelope with a faint fragrance in his hand.

"Boss, this is a letter from Reporter Song to you, saying that he wants to inquire about our financial officer and prepare for the biography."

Xiang Jing just wanted to refuse, but he swallowed the words.

To be honest, he was able to deal with the other party for so long because Song Lu's writing was very good. He had seen the first draft of her biography for her sister, and it was indeed very beautiful.

Not flattering, very pragmatic, revealing a wind of atmosphere.

"when and where?"

"Seven o'clock in the evening, Yuntai Restaurant."

Xiang Jing frowned when he heard about it. This Yuntai is a luxurious restaurant in Yunzhou port, and he is not used to the crowds.

But thinking that it was not a confidential matter, he nodded in agreement.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Xiang Jing wore a white shirt and went to the appointment without tidying up his house.

At this time, the seaport trade was flourishing, and there was a powerful navy guarding it. Yuntai Restaurant was already hard to find.

But this is not in the scope of Xiang Jing's consideration. After he entered, he was taken to the balcony by the waiter.

This is the best location of Yuntai restaurant, especially in the afternoon and dusk, it is an excellent moment to enjoy the sunset on the sea.

Usually, even if you have a relationship, you have to make an appointment in advance. Xiang Jing just came back today, and Song Lu can get it. I have to say, it is very powerful.

Once inside, Song Lu raised her body slightly, and waved with a warm smile on her face.

She also changed her clothes at this moment, and also wore a white shirt, but it was not like the attire she wore during the day, which was obviously for work.

The shirt was loose, and the sea breeze blew through it, vaguely outlining a beautiful figure. The sleeves were half-length and slightly rolled up, making the already fair wrist even more delicate.

The most terrible thing was the neckline. The two top buttons were unbuttoned, revealing a small piece of chest skin.

The black hair is scattered on the shoulders, which makes the skin exquisite like jade.

Xiang Jing didn't feel that there was anything wrong, so he went directly to pull out the chair and sat down.