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"You mean, it was Ming Lou who killed Harada Xiong Er?" Wang Manchun looked at Liang Zhongchun coldly, and summarized what he just said.

"I didn't say anything." Liang Zhongchun leaned back and said with a half-smile, "Harada is the person in charge of the economic department appointed by the new government. If he was still alive, would Minglou be so highly valued?" He leaned on crutches Standing up, he walked around behind Wang Manchun slowly: "Besides, look at who is next to him. That A Cheng who comes and goes without a trace. He is not a scholar with such a person..."

"Things are getting more and more complicated." Wang Manchun said.

"It's getting more and more interesting." Liang Zhongchun leaned over and said, "Let's try a trick."

Wang Manchun narrowed his eyes: "You want to use me?"

"It's not the first time you've been used by someone. Besides, this kind of thing is of great benefit to you and me." Liang Zhongchun sat down and said to her, "I'm not interested in him, but in him." It is the information he has, obviously he is not a source, but a full-fledged intelligence dealer, I want to know where the information he has will be distributed."

"Where does Director Liang think it is?"

"Chongqing."

Wang Manchun's eyes turned cold: "My senior brother and Mr. Zhou, including Chairman Wang, all surrendered from Chongqing."

"That's why his cover identity will be effective." Liang Zhongchun said as a matter of course, seeing her, showing a strange smile: "You don't want to doubt him, because he was your lover once?"

Wang Manchun twitched the corner of his mouth coldly: "I don't want to talk about personal relationships during working hours."

"Okay, then let's talk about work." Liang Zhongchun paced back to his seat.

Set up a set, test.What is left between her and Minglou?Can we still trust each other?

"Okay, I agree with your idea." Wang Manchun raised his right leg and put it on his left, and took the metal cigarette case Liang Zhongchun put on the table into his hand to play with: "But I will do the actual work, you are not allowed to intervene. Need to wait for the results."

"Can I trust you?" Liang Zhongchun raised his eyebrows.

"Wait and see." Wang Manchun closed the box with a click, threw it back into Liang Zhongchun's arms, and stood up: "I still have a job, so I'm leaving."

Then turned around and walked out.

Wang Fuqu held a financial rescue salon at the Shanghai Grand Hotel, and she managed to get an invitation letter.Wang Fuqu was very relieved to say that she finally wanted to worry about family affairs, but she just smiled and did not respond.

She has no interest in the Wang family's property.

Whether it is the position of shareholder that Wang Fuqu once promised, or the high-level position of No. 76 promised by the Japanese, including Mr. Wang who is now sitting at the highest position in the new government, he also promised to give her a higher position , were all left by her with a few words.

She said: "My ability is so little. I am in a high position, and I am afraid that I cannot take responsibility."

Mr. Wang was very appreciative of her answer, and by the way, he also liked Wang Fuqu a little bit, and later used several opportunities to raise his position a few times.Therefore, Wang Fuqu's attitude towards her changed a lot. Not only did she take her back to Wang's mansion, she was treated with delicious food and drink, and she tried her best to satisfy her demands.But this time it was just an invitation letter, and it was the easiest thing for him as the organizer.

Wang Manchun put the invitation letter on the jewelry box of the dressing table and began to remove makeup.

The pair of earrings that Cheng gave her was placed next to the jewelry box, she took a look, opened the drawer and put the box in the deepest place.

Her drawers are full of gifts from various Minglou.

Perfume, earrings, necklaces, brooches, hair accessories, all kinds of exquisitely designed little things, each one makes her love it.She glanced at it briefly and smiled wryly.

Only there is no ring.

On the day when the salon was held, she arrived at the hotel early, and not long after, the scapegoat Liang Zhongchun had hired also arrived, nodding and bowing to ask questions beside her.

"Director Wang, I was sent by Director Liang. He told me about today's task, but he also said, this, the benefit..."

Wang Manchun looked up and down at this well-dressed man in an expensive suit, and smiled slightly: "The benefits are naturally indispensable to you." She scanned the venue and said, "Do you know how to do it?"

"I'm no longer a novice." The man smiled, "I was the one who assassinated those pro-communist members of the "Shenbao" last time. As long as you give enough money, it doesn't matter who it is."

Wang Manchun frowned.It turned out that he was just a mercenary villain.

Turning her eyes, she glanced at Minglou's figure.

"You go." She said, and then said uneasy, "play by ear, and order as much as you want."

"That's natural." The man smiled wretchedly.

"Go."

Then he turned around and called Senior Brother with a smile.

In such a financial salon, it is inevitable that a group of big men talk and talk. Wang Manchun doesn't pay attention to these things. Looking around, she is the only woman, so she sits bored on the sofa and plays with the wine glass in her hand.

"Miss Manchun."

Ah Cheng's voice came suddenly.

She turned her head and smiled brightly: "Ah Cheng."

"Drink less wine." He handed over a glass of milk and took the glass of red wine from her hand.

Man Chun laughed: "Don't make trouble, such an important salon, what kind of talk does this have?"

"Everyone can't take care of themselves, how can they take care of you?" Ah Cheng said, and then reached out to her, "Find a quiet place, drink this first, so as not to get drunk later on."

She froze for a moment, not understanding why Ah Cheng took care of her so suddenly, but she still took his hand to the side bar and obediently drank milk under Ah Cheng's gaze.After putting down the cup, he found that Ah Cheng was still looking at her.With his fingers resting on the top of his lips and his thumb resting on his chin, he tilted his head slightly and looked at her.

"Don't keep looking at me," she pursed her lips uncomfortably, "what's so interesting?"

"Will you still write to me?" Ah Cheng asked suddenly.

Man Chun blinked, smiled and asked, "Didn't you all come back?"

"I mean, will you still tell me so much?" Ah Cheng took the empty cup from her hand, and his slender fingers brushed her fingertips.

She froze.

What is Cheng doing?Is this temptation, or temptation?

She swallowed and smiled unnaturally: "Of course I will."

Ah Cheng looked at her and breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

He lowered his head, held the glass, and wiped lightly with his fingertips on the lip marks left by her, and she was watching him.

Wang Manchun was even more puzzled, so she stood up, said "I'm going to see my brother", and left Ah Cheng as if fleeing.

Ah Cheng watched Man Chun leave, then turned his head and met Shang Minglou's gaze.He nodded, and Minglou responded calmly, signaling him to go to the bathroom to deal with the funeral of some unlucky guy.

He put the cup on the bar, and after walking a few steps, he turned back and wiped off Manchun's bright red lips.

He told Minglou about his plan last night.

From the bottom of his heart, he is willing to trust Man Chun, so no matter whether it is probing or using, he wants to minimize the harm. Be nice to her before she dies.

As for why... probably because she trusted him so much, she would tell him everything in her heart.

But now it seems that the action is too fast.

As for her strategy, Minglou had predicted it since last night, it was too naive, and she was too inexperienced.He glanced back at Man Chun, who was sitting alone on the sofa in a daze, and quickly flashed into the bathroom.

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