[The Pretender Lou Cheng] Non-public Notes

When Minglou woke up in the morning, the sun was shining brightly.Just when Mingcheng opened the door and came in, with a Chinese tunic suit in his hand, he came over and hung the clothes on the hanger beside the bed.

Minglou sat up, stretched out his hand and hooked Mingcheng to the bed and pressed him on his body. He hugged him and lowered his head to sniff his neck. Sure enough, there was a fresh scent after taking a bath. Minglou asked, "The new government Where's your uniform?"

"I hung it in the office of the government office." Mingcheng pushed him away in disgust, stood up and straightened his clothes, as if he was afraid that Minglou would wrinkle his Chinese tunic suit, "Eldest sister doesn't like us wearing that dress , being seen by her is another training, so you have to work hard to change it in the office."

Minglou let out a "hmm" and agreed to Mingcheng's proposal.He wanted to laugh unconsciously, and he didn't know if it was because the weather was so good, or because he was glad that he was used to the days when Mingcheng was around, and everything was taken care of in an orderly manner.

After carefully checking his clothes again, and making sure that he was decent enough so that the elder sister would not see anything, Mingcheng walked outside the door, telling Minglou as he walked, "I'll go out and get ready, elder brother, hurry up and pack up and have breakfast. "

About half an hour later, Minglou had finished his breakfast and returned to his room to wait to go to work with Mingcheng.

The door was pushed open, Mingcheng stood at the door, "Brother, the car is ready, you can go."

"Close the door." Minglou glanced outside the door, then continued to straighten his collar in the mirror, "I have something to tell you."

Mingcheng glanced back, closed the door and walked over quickly, stood behind Minglou and bent over to help him stretch his clothes, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Minglou said in a low voice, "Last night Wang Manchun revealed to me that their listening team on No. 76 detected two secret radio stations, and it is estimated that they will take action in the near future."

Mingcheng stood up suddenly in surprise, his expression unavoidably flustered, "Is this our contact point?"

Minglou shook his head, and covered his palms to signal him to relax, "No, but at least Wang Manchun thinks so." Mingcheng heaved a sigh of relief, and then heard Minglou continue, "The electric wave comes from the direction of Wusongkou."

"Wusongkou?" Mingcheng frowned, rolled his eyes, and there was obvious disgust on his face, and asked in a positive tone, "Liang Zhongchun's?"

Minglou nodded.

Mingcheng snorted, "This idiot, the tail was caught so quickly."

Minglou held Mingcheng's hand with some strength, intending to appease his agitated mood, "Go and beat him so that he can hide his tail."

"I don't think it's necessary. Let Wang Manchun lead someone to copy his black business. They bite dogs. Let's watch a good show, shouldn't we?" Mingcheng thinks that a fool like Liang Zhongchun is more than a success than a failure. The money that has no moral bottom line like smuggling opium.

Minglou smiled, and pointed Mingcheng, "Sometimes, the opponent also needs protection. The key is whether he has the possibility of being used by me."

Mingcheng nodded receptively, and raised his hand to brush the folds of clothes on Minglou's shoulders, "Understood, I'll call Liang Zhongchun in a while."

Minglou gave a "hmm" for a while, picked up the briefcase, and was picked up by Mingcheng, "Take me to the Zhou mansion first, and then you go back to the government office. Just make this call from my office. Remember, you must talk to He draws closer and wins his trust." Minglou lowered his voice, leaned forward slightly and leaned towards Mingcheng, "How to say specifically, don't I need to teach you?"

Mingcheng laughed and pushed him away, "Of course."

At noon, Mingcheng went to the Zhou mansion to pick up Minglou and went back to the municipal government office.

"I've already made arrangements for Liang Zhongchun." After entering the room and closing the door, Mingcheng took off his overcoat for Minglou from behind, and continued in a low voice, "Mingtai has proposed a bold plan."

"What plan?" The little ancestor didn't know what he had planned, and Ming Lou couldn't help frowning when he heard it.

Mingcheng hung up his coat, walked back to Minglou, and whispered in his ear, "He is going to give Wang Manchun a big gift—he plans to assassinate Wang Fuqu in the New Year. Staff Lin is still waiting for our reply. "

Minglou was silent for a while, and after weighing the pros and cons, he said slowly, "Wang Fuqu is a traitor, damn it." He walked to the desk and sat down, lost in memory, "20 years ago he designed to frame my father, which caused my father to die early. In order to seize the property of my Ming family, he sent people to kill my siblings, but during the assassination, he accidentally killed Mingtai's biological mother. This feud is irreconcilable. Mingtai wanted to kill Wang Fuqu because of personal grievances..."

The grievances between the Ming family and the Wang family happened before Mingcheng came to the Ming family. Although he probably knew about it, he never asked Minglou about the details.Firstly, he didn't want to expose Minglou's scars, and secondly, he felt that if Minglou wanted to talk, he would naturally tell him.Mingcheng hesitated for a moment, and asked him, "Then do you want to order him?"

"No," Minglou shook his head. "He's very smart. Give him an order, and he'll know that I understand his family background. Reply to him and agree to assassinate Wang Fuqu."

"Yes." Mingcheng nodded, and then asked, "Is there anything else you want to tell him?"

Minglou only said four words, "Proceed with caution."

In fact, there is nothing to ask, Mingtai is smart and has undergone orthodox military training, and if he talks too much, he is afraid that his identity will be exposed.Minglou sighed, and waved at Mingcheng, "Go."

Mingcheng nodded, turned around, and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped after taking two steps, turned back and said to Minglou, "By the way, Mingtai proposed to listen to the poisonous snake's teachings in person."

"Listen to the teaching face to face?" Minglou sat up straight and snorted, looking at the grown-up child himself, he could not understand it better, "It's better to say that he wants to know who is behind the scenes directing his actions. He doesn't like being controlled by others , it’s been like this since I was a child.”

Mentioning Mingtai's little ancestor's temper, Mingcheng, who had a deep understanding, couldn't help but pouted his mouth and nodded in agreement, "So I have already rejected his request."

"Okay." Minglou nodded in agreement with Mingcheng's handling method, then relaxed his body and leaned against the back of the chair, and suddenly asked in a low voice, "Ah Cheng, do you think Mingtai and I are still brothers if we are like this now?"

There were guilt, distress, remorse and even hatred for poisonous bees in his tone.Mingcheng frowned and walked behind him, kneading his shoulders, comforting him softly, "Brother, you and Mingtai are not ordinary brothers."

Minglou closed his eyes, leaned his head back against Mingcheng, and said with a wry smile, "Yes, we are superiors and subordinates."

Mingcheng still wanted to say something, but racked his brains and couldn't think of any words of comfort, so he could only try to change the subject, "It's almost Chinese New Year, do you want Mingtai to come back?"

After 2 minutes, Minglou replied, "Let Mingtai decide for himself."

Minglou's voice was full of exhaustion, so Mingcheng stopped talking, and just silently continued to pinch Minglou's stiff shoulders due to high-intensity work.