A different kind of Lou Chun - "The Pretender" colleague

"Big brother!"

At 10:30 in the morning, Ming Lou, who had just finished meeting with important officials from the Department of Economic Affairs, returned to the office from the conference hall. Before he could sit down and catch his breath, Ah Cheng followed in with a panicked expression.

"What's the matter again?" Ming Lou leaned on the back of the chair to stabilize his body without any trace, and asked vigorously.

"They, they arranged a new secretary for you."

Minglou looked at Ah Cheng.

Among the three secretaries of the former secretariat, only Secretary Chen remained.It is completely normal for the above to assign a new secretary to him.He quietly waited for what Ah Cheng had to say next.

"She...she..."

Unexpectedly, Ah Cheng was uncharacteristically, with complicated eyes, staring straight at Minglou, hesitating and speaking incomprehensibly.

"Calm down!"

Minglou frowned, didn't ask any further questions, just walked over and took the folder from his hand.It has not been opened yet, and there is a knock on the door.

Ah Cheng's face darkened, and before he could speak to stop him, the door was pushed open, and the woman in the gray Chinese tunic walked up to him and introduced herself:

"Mr. Ming, I am your new secretary: Tong Xuehong."

Minglou raised his eyes and looked up, his breath was suddenly suffocated, his face turned pale, and his subordinates hurriedly supported the desk tightly to stand still.Staring fixedly at the person in front of him, he now understands why Ah Cheng panicked like that.

The atmosphere in the office froze instantly.Ah Cheng held his breath and looked at Minglou, his anxious face was full of tension and worry.

"Tong Xuehong," Ming Lou was quiet, walked back to the table and sat down slowly, and said calmly, "'What is life like everywhere? It should be like Feihong stepping on slush.' (Note 1) What a good name!"

The woman in front of her lowered her eyebrows and smiled charmingly, "Thank you, Mr. Ming."

Minglou opened her resume folder, and asked lightly, "Miss Tong is a bannerman?"

"Yes."

"Have you been to Shanghai before?"

"No."

"Then why did you come here?"

"My mother is from Jiaxing, and she has always missed her hometown. Last year, my father died of illness, so I decided to return to my roots."

"People from Jiaxing..." Minglou's eyes flickered for a moment, and his voice became gentle.

"Yes, from Wuzhen, Tongxiang, Jiaxing. Has Mr. Ming ever been there?" The woman's eyes cut water, and she stared at Minglou ecstatically.

Ah Cheng on the side coughed dryly in time and reminded: "Mr. Ming, you have a meeting at eleven o'clock."

After being shocked for a short moment, Minglou immediately replied calmly: "I grew up in the Northeast since I was a child, but it's the first time I came to the South, can I still get used to it?"

"Adapted, thank you, Chief Ming, for your concern."

Tong Xuehong laughed, with a kind of flirtatious charm, and she didn't seem to mind Minglou's avoidance of answering her questions: "Shanghai is beautiful, I like it very much."

"Very good." Minglou nodded slightly: "You used to be a secretary in the Ministry of Finance of Manchuria for many years, so you should be familiar with the work here. However, my workload here is relatively heavy, and it may be more difficult."

"Don't worry, Chief Ming, I will work hard and not be afraid of hard work."

"That's good, I look forward to your achievements." Ming Lou nodded, closed the resume and put it on the table.

Ah Cheng knew that this was the signal for the end of the meeting, and immediately led Tong Xuehong to various departments in the building to introduce, and then returned to the secretariat to arrange her work for the day.

After finishing everything, when he returned to Minglou, he found that he had finished the meeting, and was sitting in a chair stiffly with his hands resting on his forehead, staring out the window in a daze.

Ah Cheng glanced at the medicine bottle on the table, it was half empty again.

"Brother, are you okay?" He whispered, and went up to change a cup of hot tea for him.

"What could be the matter?" Minglou turned to look at him, slightly raised the corners of his lips: "Don't panic now?"

"Seeing that big brother is fine, I won't panic." Ah Cheng replied honestly.

"Do you know what to do next?" Ming Lou continued to ask.

"Yes, I will find out."

Minglou nodded slightly, his thoughts seemed to have drifted far away, and he didn't speak.

Ah Cheng carefully asked: "Her mother is also from Jiaxing, is it possible..."

"Probably not." Minglou said with certainty.

"That's right. I almost forgot that you studied her family tree in order to convince my eldest sister."

Ah Cheng suddenly remembered the past, blurted out a sentence and felt a little regretful, and quickly said:

"Actually, she is the same face, which shocked me at first glance. Her demeanor, temperament and behavior are completely different when you look closely."

"It's okay to look alike. The question is, don't you think she is trying to imitate?"

Minglou looked solemn, and pressed his fingers on the file folder: "Hairstyle, clothing, makeup, and gait, all of them are imitated."

Ah Cheng nodded.

"Especially when you call me Officer Ming. When Man Chun calls me by this name, there will always be a trace of naughty jokes..."

Ming Lou's black eyes became deeper and more long like the vast sea and night sky.Memories pressed down like a flood, and he was caught off guard, causing him such pain that he couldn't hide it for a while, and he was speechless and distracted.

Ah Cheng looked at him worriedly, trying to say something to comfort him, but he gave up after trying several times but couldn't speak.

"It turned out to be charming and enchanting when it came to her."

After a long silence, Minglou finally pulled away from his emotions, and analyzed calmly and calmly as usual: "She said that she had never been to Shanghai, either she lied, or she deliberately learned to imitate it through video recording and other means. This is obviously It's been deliberately targeted at us, so you probably won't find anything."

"Brother, don't worry, I'll do my best to investigate and ask Mr. Akita for help if necessary. However, the Special Higher Class is currently undergoing a big change, and the new class leader has not yet been appointed, so it's a mess."

Ah Cheng looked worried, frowned and asked, "Could it be that the Japanese still can't trust you?"

"They will never be [-]% at ease with the Chinese." Ming Lou stroked his hot forehead with cold fingers, and closed his eyes:

"Besides, designing this chess piece is not a matter of a day or two. This should be a mess left by Fujita Yoshimasa. Before he left, he told me that he would take good care of Manchun in Nanjing. He didn't intend to let her I mean coming back soon."

"It's so hard to get rid of the lone wolf, so what?" Ah Cheng sighed.

Under such circumstances, it is so cruel and tortured for Big Brother Yu to face such a person face to face day and night!

Ah Cheng looked at the haggard, extremely pale and calm face in front of him, the bitterness, pity, and worry that were too full in his chest had nowhere to rest, and his voice trembled slightly: "Brother, you..."

"I'm fine." Minglou pulled himself together, raised the corners of his lips to comfort him, and instructed: "Next, you must always be careful, stay vigilant, and never relax."

"Yes."

"Also," Minglou suddenly became strict: "Eldest sister is in Hong Kong, everything must be arranged properly, don't try to play tricks behind my back!"

"Brother." Ah Cheng lowered his head guiltily.

Minglou let out a barely audible sigh, and then spoke in a calm and soft tone: "Don't worry, the chess game is not over yet, big brother won't let it go."

Ah Cheng's eyes became hot, and he nodded silently enduring the rising mist.

"The poisonous bee just sent another urgent call, apologizing for the intense interrogation in the last one, and advising you not to be too sad."

Minglou was silent for a moment, nodded, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's rare that a lunatic finally became serious once."

"He also sent an elegiac couplet. I didn't burn it, I left it for you to see."

As Cheng said, he unfolded a page of paper and handed it to Minglou.

On the plain white paper, under a series of complicated numbers, is the translation written by Ah Cheng in his strong handwriting that resembles Minglou:

The body is not as good as men, but the heart is stronger than men. (Note 2) All his life, he is daring, his righteousness is thin, and his brows are blushing.

The blood is still hot, the ambition is not confirmed, wipe away the tears, and sing the halberd.Where the flags flutter, the mountains and rivers will remain forever, and everything will rejuvenate.

Note 1: Su Shi's "He Zi Yu Mianchi Nostalgia"

Note 2: Qiu Jin's "Manjianghong·Xiaozhu Jinghua"

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