Pretender goggles - don't miss it

【One】

Miss Ming's birthday is considered a worrying event in Shanghai's economic and financial circles.After all, this is the proud eldest daughter of the economic pillar Ming Ruidong.All parties tried their best to curry favor with the chairman of the Ming family, and all they thought about was how to get a share of the Ming family's pie.

Ming Ruidong, on the other hand, hated these drunkards who didn't care about drinking. For Ming Jing's 16th birthday, he could only feel guilty that the birthday party was extremely low-key, and he couldn't let his daughter have a grand birthday.

On summer nights, the torrential rain in Shanghai came suddenly and went away quickly.Ming Jing was awakened by the moonlight after the rain.There were no clouds, and there was a thick layer of bright moonlight under the floor-to-ceiling windows.It was a little cooler outside the window, and it was quiet at this time, and the sound of cicadas was especially refreshing.

Ming Jing lay on the bed looking at the moonlight, in the dream just now, all she could think about was Wang Chengdong, Ming Jing felt her cheeks were getting hot.The dream was inexplicable, Wang Chengdong suddenly stepped forward and hugged her, then turned and left.Ding Jing remembered that back view very clearly.

The wall clock rang twice, and Ming Jing forced himself to fall asleep again.Wang Chengdong, why did I dream of him?

I'm afraid it's crazy.Like the madman he likes.Even if she never told him.

Wang Chengdong is a legend-like existence, knowledgeable and quick thinking, his ideas are too different, so he doesn't fit in with others in school, so he got an unfriendly nickname - madman.Ming Jing grew up with Wang Chengdong since he was a child, and it is rare that he understands and supports him.Minglou once teased his sister, saying that she was a childhood sweetheart, but it would be better to be a high mountain and flowing water.Ming Jing knew Wang Chengdong's strength in her heart. He was young but had great love for his family and country, which was also what she admired in her heart.

She came early the next day, and there were still few people on campus, but Wang Chengdong's figure was extremely eye-catching.Still in the simple gray Chinese tunic suit, with his hands behind his back and a tall and straight figure, he memorized the homework left by the professor yesterday under the tree.Under the gentle wind and the rising sun, in the shade of the green willows, there is a school of young people with self-improvement ambitions, who have accumulated a lot of money.Ming Jing smiled subconsciously, and walked forward quickly. "Chengdong, why are you here so early today?" Wang Chengdong looked back when he heard the sound, and when he saw Ming Jing running towards him with a smile, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to help him. "Miss Ming's birthday, if you don't come early, how can I give you a gift?" Wang Chengdong took out a small purple velvet box from his arms and put it in Ming Jing's hand.

"How dare I make you spend money?" Ming Jing opened the box, and under the sunlight, the deep and light purple colors were arranged in an orderly pattern, forming the image of a peacock spreading its tail. It was a delicate and delicate brooch.

"Sixteen years old, according to the ancient etiquette, it should be the year when a girl reaches Jiji. After 16 years old, you can talk about marriage." Looking at the moss in the lake, Wang Chengdong seemed a little worried: "The gift for you, I hope you like it, that's what it's worth."

Mingjing knew that Wang Chengdong was not as wealthy as her family, so this gift actually entrusted too much heart. "It's really beautiful, I like it very much." Ming Jing gently stroked the brooch, and she was a little surprised when she was used to seeing jewelry.

"Thank you, Cheng Dong."

Wang Chengdong looked at Ming Jing, his eyes softened a lot, and he said softly, "If I'm not by your side, it would be nice to have it with you."

"What do you mean by not being by my side?" Ming Jing's heart was shocked when she heard this, and she suddenly remembered her night dream.

Seeing Mingjing's panicked eyes, Wang Chengdong softened his heart, as if he had knocked over a five-flavored bottle, but he still smiled and said, "I have class in the first period, so I can't accompany you."

Ming Jing felt a little uneasy, and smiled awkwardly, Wang Chengdong helped Ming Jing button the purple peacock on the collar of the cheongsam, looked at Ming Jing carefully for a long time, then patted her on the shoulder lightly, and said: "I'm going to class. "

Ming Jing seemed to see some lingering nostalgia in his eyes.

Looking at Wang Chengdong's back, she suddenly panicked.

But in the next few months, nothing unexpected happened. The lunatic still went to and from school with Miss Ming every day. There were more and more rumors in the school. The professors heard that this Wang Chengdong might soon become Ming's son-in-law.

Wang Chengdong had a cold face without any expression.Like this cold, dark chamber.

The officer recognized his hidden identity and contact with the Ming family, and announced that he had successfully graduated, and the Blue Shirts Club had another excellent agent joining the establishment.Wang Chengdong also received his new name here.

Wang Tianfeng.

【two】

Wang Chengdong was not surprised to see Ming Jing running into the classroom anxiously.The news that he was going to transfer schools spread this morning, and everyone was glad that when he was about to leave, he knew that someone would come to ask him.Wang Chengdong packed his things slowly, just waiting for Ming Jing to come.

Seeing that everything on his desk had been cleared away, Ming Jing still couldn't believe it.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm leaving now." Wang Chengdong saw Ming Jing, but he didn't know what to say just now.

"You really want to transfer schools?" Ming Jing stood in front of him and stopped him.

Wang Chengdong sighed slightly, looked directly at Ming Jing and said, "Yes, I'm going to France. My family asked me to study economics in Paris."

Ming Jing was taken aback.France, that is a country she likes very much. Ming father once took her siblings there, and the French perfume industry has agency business with Ming Jiaxiang.

"Ah Jing, I'll keep this for you." Wang Chengdong grabbed Ming Jing's hand and handed her something.Ming Jing only felt a cold palm, and it turned out to be a piece of Jade Guanyin.

"Well, this is from my family. If you don't dislike it, just keep it."

Looking at the Jade Avalokitesvara in the mirror, the edges and corners have been rounded, and the whole piece of jade is crystal clear without any impurities. It is of top grade at first glance, and it is probably passed down from the ancestors.

"Chengdong, this is a bit inappropriate." Ming Jing said and wanted to return it to Chengdong.

"I know that this piece of jade is not a rare treasure, but it means a lot to me. I will leave it to you, bless you, and hope that you will not forget me when I come back."

Ming Jing sighed in his heart, complaining that he still doesn't know what she thinks in her heart, forgetting that no one will forget Wang Chengdong.This name was her entire youthful time, and it was her nostalgia.

"I'll wait for you to come back." Ming Jing wrote the address and stuffed it into Wang Chengdong's hand, "Write me a letter or call me, just don't let me not be able to contact you for a long time."

"Ah."

Wang Chengdong stepped forward and hugged her.

That dream came suddenly, Ming Jing held on to his clothes tightly, she was afraid that if she let go, Wang Chengdong would become a shadow.Chengdong seemed to feel something, his heart was sour, and he comforted Ming Jing softly: "It's okay, I will call you when I get home, I will leave in a few days, if you are free, you can come and see me."

Ming Jing escorted him to the door and watched him get into a car.

"A Jing, take care of yourself."

Ming Jing nodded, and said silently in his heart, you too.

Wang Chengdong's family is in the French Concession. When Ming Jing went to visit him three days later, the neighbors in the alley said that the children of this family had already left.

At this time, Wang Chengdong had already boarded the car to Chongqing.There's a secret training base there, and he's about to get his first assignment.

Ding Jing received the news at this time.

Ming Ruidong is seriously ill.

When she rushed to the hospital, she saw Minglou and Wang Manchun were here.Ah Xiang seemed to be frightened, the tears on her face hadn't been wiped clean.

"Miss, the master drank the medicine and suddenly coughed non-stop."

"elder sister……"

Ming Jing looked at his father in a coma, his mind went blank.

"Ah Xiang, bring Dad's prescription."

At this moment, Minglou stepped forward and said, "The doctor took the medicine and said there is nothing wrong with it, it's a surge of Qi and blood caused by a moment of rage."

"Furious?" Ming Jing looked back at Ming Lou suspiciously.

Minglou lowered his eyes, not daring to look at his sister.

"Sister Mingjing, don't worry, I'll call my uncle, and my uncle will be here right away." Man Chun seemed frightened, and followed Minglou timidly.

"Don't bother Uncle Wang." Looking at Wang Manchun's appearance, Ming Jing felt angry, "You have nothing to do here, Miss Wang, please go back, lest you contract any other diseases in the hospital, Ming Jing can't afford it. .”

Wang Manchun didn't understand what he said. Minglou knew that his sister was also frightened, so he half-coaxed and half-followed Wang Manchun into the car.When he came back, he saw his sister sitting beside his father's bed, thinking.

"The teacher asked for a share in the name of the box of antiques, and proposed to sign an agency with the Japanese side."

Ming Jing heard too much from Wang Tianfeng, so naturally he didn't have a good impression of Japan, and today he heard that his father was seriously ill because of it, and he was extremely annoyed.

"A Jing, remember, I, the third generation of the Ming family, will not form an alliance with the Wang family or make friends or neighbors." Ming's father grabbed his daughter's hand in a half-conscious state, and exhausted his last bit of strength to say this simplistic sentence. vague words.

【three】

Mingrui went east abruptly.It was so abrupt that Ding Jing didn't even have time to be sad.

The industrial arbitration letter was issued very quickly.Wang Fuqu, as it should and deserves its name, took over about 20.00% of the assets of Ming's enterprise.After all, under the strong pressure of the arbitration of all parties, Mingjing Minglou has no reason or method to resist and reject this result.

Looking through the contract, Der Spiegel became more and more apprehensive. The change of shares was too smooth, as if everything was arranged.Until one day Minglou knelt in front of her sister and said that sentence in a low voice.

"Man Chun slipped the tongue after drinking, and Wang Fuqu changed Dad's medicine."

Minglou and Mingjing knelt in the ancestral hall all night.No one asks, no one forces, keep a candle until it goes out, change another one, go out again, change another one, go out again.After an unknown amount of time, a white light gradually appeared outside the window.

Minglou stood up, straightened his collar, and walked out the door.

Ming Jing is still kneeling. "where are you going?"

"The Wang family."

"doing what?"

Ming Lou paused, but did not directly answer Ming Jing's words.

"You have to remember..."

"I know." Minglou looked sternly, "I will never let Wang Fuqu go, but he can't die right now."

"Go to Wang Manchun and understand the matter clearly."

Minglou was a little surprised, and looked up at the elder sister.He saw something in Ming Jing's eyes that he had never seen before.After a long time, he told Mingtai that it was the spirit of the Ming family, steadfast and unyielding, fighting to the end.

Ming Jing sat in the living room, watching the sun rise slowly, the huge Ming mansion was eerily quiet.It was as if she was the only one left in this cage.

The death of Ming Ruidong has had such a great impact on Shanghai's economic and financial circles that Der Spiegel can't understand it now, and even if he understands it, he can't do anything.She needs someone who can make suggestions, and she needs someone who can stand on the periphery and see the whole situation to help her.

But Cheng Dong has already left.For a few moments, Ming Spiegel wanted to leave the mess in front of him and flee to France.

But escape does not belong to the Ming family.

Der Spiegel will never escape.

Chongqing

Wang Tianfeng is a genius.

These are Dai Ju's original words.

In the dim hut, there was only a dim light. A man on the iron chair was exhausted, but his eyes were still full of murderous intent.There are heavy iron chains on both hands and feet, he can't move, he can only kill people half hidden in the darkness with his eyes.

The flames crackled and brightened a little.

The man in the darkness gradually approached, and after hearing what the man said, he threw himself in front of him a little angrily.

Wang Tianfeng leaned forward with all his strength, a silver light flashed between his teeth.

Suddenly the light in the room was turned on, Wang Tianfeng spat out the blade, looked at the white powder marks on the instructor's neck, and smiled happily.

The instructor stepped forward to untie the rope for him, patted him on the shoulder and said, "The leader wants to see you in the large meeting room in Building 1. You are doing well!"

"Yes, sir." Wang Tianfeng saluted with his heels, and then went out.

Dai Ju was smoking a cigarette by the floor-to-ceiling window, and stubbed out the cigarette when he heard the door open.He turned to look at the student he had chosen, nodded, and handed him an envelope.

"This is a ticket to Paris, and our people will pick it up at that time. The Japanese have an underground organization in Paris, which trades drugs and smuggles cultural relics through a Professor James. Your mission is to gain a firm foothold in the economic circles of Paris." , looking for an opportunity to take over this underground organization."

Wang Tianfeng weighed the envelope, it was thick and weighty, just like this task, it will definitely require accumulation.

"The details are all in the envelope, this afternoon's plane, pack it up and go."

"Yes! Sir." Wang Tianfeng nodded, turned and went out.

Dai Li suddenly thought of something, stopped him, and said slowly: "You are not allowed to go to the battlefield, but you are allowed to work underground. Do you know why?"

"I understand."

Dai Li nodded in satisfaction and waved him out.Light another cigarette casually.

[Four]

Mingcheng was waiting at the Paris airport, and the organization ordered her to pick up the ashtray.There are many tourists coming and going during this time period, which is an excellent opportunity.

The plane was still half an hour away, Mingcheng glanced at his watch, and continued to wait at the very remote end of the airport.

He was suddenly attracted by a figure.Trench coat suit top hat, no different from others.He walks vigorously and carries only one suitcase with him.

Mingcheng couldn't believe it, but he was sure that he saw someone who shouldn't be here.

After connecting the ashtray and returning to the apartment, he immediately sent a telegram to Minglou.

Wang Chengdong is in Paris.

Minglou quickly called back: Eldest sister knows, don't go to him.

Mingcheng thought, even if he wanted to find it, where would he find such a big Paris?

The residence Wang Tianfeng arranged for himself was really not hard to find, it was an ordinary student dormitory at the University of Paris.The identity given to him by Bureau Dai is to study economics at the University of Paris.His mentor is that Mr. James.

That's interesting.

The University of Paris participated in a high-level exchange program, and Mr. James seemed very satisfied with this Chinese student, with Wang Tianfeng everywhere.This made the Cambridge Yale and Harvard delegations arrive fresh.

But it is not uncommon to have Chinese students. In the Harvard delegation, there is a Chinese girl who is quite tall and speaks well.Everyone naturally wants to put these two together to discuss.After talking for a long time, we have to meet each other at the reception.

Catherine seemed a little unhappy holding Wang Tianfeng's hand: "I heard that Miss Fang can go to Harvard only if her family has money. How can it compare to Mr. Wang's real talent and learning!"

Wang Tianfeng smiled gently. At this time, he only needs to act as a well-mannered student.

Mr. James had a meeting during the day, and the evening reception went to the auditorium of the University of Paris first.Catherine followed Wang Tianfeng every step of the way, and walked into the auditorium ostentatiously when there were the most people.

"Professor!" "Father!"

Mr. James was aware of the envious eyes around him, he saved face for himself, and was even more satisfied with this student.

But attention soon shifted to the door.There were exclamations and praises one after another.Mr. James frowned, and Catherine looked indifferently in the direction of the crowd.Wang Tianfeng turned around, just in time to see a Chinese woman in a cheongsam walking towards him.

When meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land, this poem suddenly popped up in Wang Tianfeng's heart.

The rumored Ms. Fang walked up to him and stood still: "Hello, I'm happy to meet you!"

Wang Tianfeng froze for a moment, the familiar accent sounded in Paris, it was too unreal.

She seemed to be amused by Wang Tianfeng's expression, and said: "Hello, Mr. Wang, I am Fang Buqiong. My family is also in Shanghai, and we are considered fellow villagers."

The name hovered in his mind for a moment, and then exploded.

But Wang Tianfeng still had a calm face: "Miss Fang, I have long admired you."

Catherine felt sour in her heart, but she still walked to Wang Tianfeng with a smile on her face, and said to Fang Buqiong in Chinese, "Hi, Miss Fang, I'm Catherine."

Fang Buqiong raised her chin slightly, her smile was inexplicably disdainful, and she refused to respond to Catherine in French: "Bonsoir."

Wang Tianfeng's calm eyes have been examining Fang Buqiong, but this has another meaning in Catherine's view. "Mr. Wang seems to have something to say to Miss Fang?"

"Catherine, it's a Chinese etiquette to catch up on the old days and talk about my hometown after being away for a long time. You understand me so well, don't you mind?" Wang Tianfeng's words were irresistible, and it also saved enough face for Catherine.Catherine did not hide her affectionate eyes at all, she pushed Wang Tianfeng lightly, and said, "My father and I are upstairs."

After the reception started, Fang Buqiong and Wang Tianfeng strolled to the backyard casually.

"I haven't been back to Shanghai for a long time, but I miss my hometown very much." Wang Tianfeng picked up the topic in a calm manner, "I still remember that when I left, there was a very famous song in Shanghai."

"It's "The Moon and the Flowers Are Good," Bu Qiong said in a very soft voice, "The clouds are scattered, and the moon shines on us."

Wang Tianfeng looked at the empty square, made sure there was no one around, then turned around and stretched out his hand to Fang Buqiong: "May the flowers be always happy and the moon always be round..."

Bu Qiong nodded, and held Wang Tianfeng's hand, "... people live long lives. Comrade Liu Yun, I finally see you."

【Fives】

The rising sun in Suzhou is covered with dew.There is still sweet-scented osmanthus in the deep alley.The birds chirping and the sound of oars opening up the river water give you a sense of cleanliness and ease.

Ming Jing packed up early and led Axiang to the cotton spinning factory handed down from his ancestors.

Wang Fuqu led the major consortiums in Shanghai to crush Ming's Group frantically, and secretly devoured it under the guise of helping Ding Spiegel manage the company.

Ming Jing was unable to withstand these pressures alone, so he had to take a step back and pick up the old factory of the Ming family again, bit by bit, comparable to starting from scratch.

In today's era, people's livelihood is the most important thing. Only by grasping the hearts of the people can we grasp the lifeline of the economy.Der Spiegel knows that the higher one stands, the easier it is to ignore the most basic things.

There are many ordinary people in this world, and not all of them are eager to rush to the forefront. The vast majority of people may have a glamorous dream, eager to be in the so-called upper class, but more, perhaps just seek a Peaceful and quiet days.

Sometimes, it is also a happy thing to be a mediocre ordinary people.

At noon, Ming Jing studied the reports in the factory manager’s office. The person in charge was a simple and honest middle-aged man in his 40s, surnamed Zhu. Everyone called him Lao Zhu. He brought a young daughter with him and brought some home-cooked meals to Ming Jing.

Ming Jing looked at the little girl, as if he saw himself as a child, protected by his father, carefree.

"Come here." Ming Jing put down his pen and waved with a smile, calling out to the little girl.

"Quick, call the eldest lady."

"The child is still so young, you don't need those etiquettes." Ming Jing squatted down and looked up at her, "What's your name?"

"I'm Yingzi." The little girl's voice turned childish, but her eyes were extremely energetic and bright.

"Yingzi?" Ming Jing patted her head, "Have you gone to school yet? Do you have a scientific name?"

"Well... the teacher named me Huiyin, saying that it is a beautiful piece of music, and it is also a good character."

"So, your name is Zhu Huiyin, right?"

Yingzi nodded vigorously, blinked and asked, "Big sister, what's your name?"

"Hey, you can't talk to the eldest lady like that!"

Ming Jing said gently: "My sister is called Ming Jing."

"Ah, the teacher said, 'The body is like a bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror stand'. My sister's name is really nice."

Old Zhu said embarrassingly: "Miss, I'm sorry, the little girl is only in school, so she is not very polite."

"Where is the embarrassment? I look at her very smart."

Ming Jing took her hand, suddenly had an idea, and asked, "Yingzi, do you want to go to Shanghai to study and become a high-ranking official or an entrepreneur like your sister?"

Zhu Huiyin froze for a moment, her eyes full of doubts.

"Hey...Chairman, it really hurts her. We ordinary people, if we can have a meal and a house to live in, we are very content. We dare not want the money and status, and we can't afford it. .”

Ming Jing was shocked when he heard this.

Look at yourself, even if Ming's father passed away, the Ming family is still a big family, and he has a good life.However, although the Zhu family's father and daughter are simple and unremarkable, their lives seem to be no worse than their own. The family reunion is happy, which makes them who live alone in a dangerous building feel a little envious.

"You don't worry too much," Ming Jing said, holding Huiyin's hand, "I just think that Shanghai's education is better. She is so smart and can receive a better education, so she can become a talent in the future."

"Big sister, I will get a good grade in my elementary school graduation exam. When the time comes, can I go to Shanghai to find you?"

Huiyin thought for a while, glanced at his father secretly, and then said it timidly.

The adults all laughed, and Ming Jing nodded, only thinking that this child's future is limitless.

Leisure time passes quickly, and for Ding Jing, she still has a lot to do.

A long time ago, there was a saying that industry saved the country. The ancestors of the Ming family took the lead. In the field of civilian enterprises, Ming's enterprises are already the absolute "elders" of the generation.Although the Ming family later entered Shanghai and started trading in high-end luxury goods, the daily necessities factory still remained.Wang Fuqu took away a group of large enterprises, most of which were large luxury goods companies engaged in maritime trade with foreign countries. The civilian enterprises he did not value, but left a glimmer of life for Der Spiegel.

And far away in Paris, Fang Buqiong's arrival also gave Wang Tianfeng a glimmer of hope.

"Comrade Liu Yun, your status is too special, and it has been so long since I have not connected with you in the organization. I chose to meet you here this time, please forgive me."

"I understand." Wang Tianfeng, or rather Liu Yun, nodded and looked up at the gradually sinking night sky.

"Time is tight, I will assign you a task directly. The organization needs you to get the specific content about Mr. James and the unknown plan, and wait for the notification from your superiors."

Wang Tianfeng nodded in silence for a while, and suddenly asked a question: "Who is our superior?"

Fang Buqiong sighed: "Comrade Liu Yun, the organization is disciplined, and subordinates are not allowed to ask about the situation of their superiors."

Wang Tianfeng turned his head and looked at Fang Buqiong with piercing eyes.

"But I can tell you the truth. Our superior, you have met him, his surname is Zhou."

【six】

Wang Tianfeng felt warm in his heart.

"I can't contact the organization, please bring a sentence for me."

Fang Buqiong paid close attention to the surroundings and nodded, "Please tell me."

"Dai Li's order to me is to find an opportunity to kill James. If there is an opportunity, please ask my superiors for instructions."

There were footsteps in the distance, and the music in the auditorium also sounded.

"I will convey it on my behalf." Bu Qiong raised her hand and looked at the time: "It's time to go back. I will stay in Paris for a while, and I will contact you if necessary, but you have to cover your own identity, don't Contact me easily."

Wang Tianfeng and Fang Buqiong walked back slowly, "Do you have any mission?"

Bu Qiong fixedly looked at Wang Tianfeng, "Comrade Liu Yun, I hope you will keep in mind the organizational discipline."

Wang Tianfeng knew that she would not say much, while speculating what our party's actions would be, while thinking about how to get something out of Mr. James' mouth when he went back.

Fang Buqiong suddenly thought of something, took out an envelope from his handbag, and handed it to Wang Tianfeng: "This should be a letter for you. It was given to us by our neighbors when our comrades arrived at your house in the French Concession. The superior said it should be here you are."

Wang Tianfeng unfolded the folded envelope, and the familiar lower script with hairpin flowers pierced his eyes.He felt a sharp pain in his heart, and hurriedly put the envelope away and put it in his pocket.

"Don't worry, Mingjing has sent people from the organization to protect it."

"Let the organization bother." Wang Tianfeng blinked, suppressing the excitement and tension in his heart.

"We're going to get her, do you have any suggestions or comments?"

Wang Tianfeng was shocked when he heard the words, and instinctively wanted to refuse, but he couldn't tell the reason. "The organization needs to fight for it. Ah Jing is a progressive student."

Ming Jing was sorting out the contract at that time. She planned to open several flour factories and lead them to Shanghai.Minglou is busy with his studies at the moment, and he has to take care of the factory at home and take care of Mingtai, so he is really too busy.At this time, Wang Manchun was ordered by her uncle, and quietly moved to Ming's house, helping Minglou to organize the housework, just like the eldest wife of Ming's family.

At the end of the year, Ming Spiegel stayed in Suzhou.She didn't know that Minglou was so bold that he kept Wang Manchun for the New Year.

The New Year's Eve dinner was eaten with Zhu's family.

With her small hands behind her back, Huiyin recited the ancient poems taught by her teacher aloud. When she recited "The Song of Mulan", she became even more cadenced and excited.

She said that in the future, like Hua Mulan, she will fight the enemy and serve the country.

Ming Jing's heart was shaken, and his face darkened slightly.She has been pursuing an ideal society, and at this time she inexplicably thought of, fighting for communism all her life.

Huiyin took the mirror to set off fireworks, when there was a knock on the door.

Lao Zhu opened the door and was overjoyed to see the visitor, so he hurriedly introduced him to Ming Jing.

Huiyin ran up with a smile and called "Hello, teacher".

The visitor took off his hat, nodded to Ming Jing, and introduced himself as Li.

Huiyin told Mingjing that this teacher is very knowledgeable, and he taught "The Song of Mulan".

"Chairman Ming, if you don't mind, call me Uncle Li."

Ming Jing froze for a moment, his tone seemed like a father's.

But my father has been away for a year.

"Uncle Li?"

"I'm here to contact you."

"contact me?"

"We have heard about your situation. Ming's enterprise is also very famous in our party. Your father, Mr. Ming Ruidong, has given us great support. Therefore, if Chairman Ming is in trouble, our party should help."

Ming Jing's heart stopped beating when he heard this: "You mean... my father?"

Uncle Li signaled Huiyin to go out first.

When the door was opened and closed, a gust of cold wind hit, and Ming Jing became more and more awake from the cold. What did she hear just now? "You said...my father is a %Communist?"

"Your father is a special comrade in our peripheral development. According to the KMT, he is called a red capitalist capitalist." Uncle Li looked sincerely, and his voice was low and steady: "We want to win you over as a special comrade." Party members, doing underground work in Shanghai."

Outside the house, Huiyin lights up fireworks, calling for the night sky and snow, which is extremely beautiful.

【Seven】

Wang Tianfeng returned to the hall, the first dance had just ended, the band was sorting out the score, and the men and women on the dance floor walked out.Bu Qiong nodded to him, turned and walked to the box of the Harvard delegation.Watching the cheongsam leaving slowly in the middle of the evening dress and suit, the desolation in my heart seems to be magnified.

But he didn't have time to grieve and miss anything.At least the letter from Der Spiegel is in the close pocket, which is the taste of hometown and warms my heart.

"Hey, Mr. Wang!"

When Wang Tianfeng turned around, his usual gentle smile was on. Catherine walked from the middle of the resplendent dance floor with a large diamond-encrusted dress.

"I didn't find you just now, the next dance is tango, you have to dance with me."

Wang Tianfeng bowed slightly behind his left hand and stretched out his right hand to invite Catherine.He felt a sharp gaze shoot down from the second floor.Catherine was very happy, she took Wang Tianfeng's hand and walked to the dance floor.Wang Tianfeng glanced across the second floor, and Mr. James looked at them with champagne.

The organist and violinist made a stunning opening, together with the music, Wang Tianfeng and Catherine danced gracefully on the dance floor.With the sudden addition of the piano, the spotlight suddenly hit the two of them, and as they danced, the eyes of the audience seemed to be on them.

Tango, what a seductive dance.

The dance steps are seductive and sensitive, and the lingering love is so strong that it cannot be melted away.No one would have imagined that this handsome Chinese student could dance tango so elegantly and so provocatively.

Catherine suddenly came close to his face and whispered softly: "All the girls in the audience will be fascinated by you!"

The spotlight never left them, the diamonds on Catherine's dress were dazzling, and they were alone in the center of the dance floor.

The sound of the organ gradually became lazy, Wang Tianfeng embraced Catherine's waist, just smiled and looked at her tenderly.

Catherine couldn't see the indifference and slight resistance in Wang Tianfeng's eyes, she was about to drown in his eyes.

"Tianfeng, after tonight is over, all the men in Paris will know that they have one more public enemy."

Wang Tianfeng suddenly heard this intimate name, but immediately hid his surprise: "Catherine, I will be proud of you for complimenting me so much."

Catherine was immersed in the dance music, feeling a little giddy.

Wang Tianfeng glanced casually, and beside the stairs in the dark, a woman in cheongsam looked at him with a smile.Bu Qiong smiled and raised his wine glass to greet him.

Wang Tianfeng nodded lightly, and turned his gaze elsewhere.

At that moment, he recognized Bu Qiong as a bright mirror.His heartbeat suddenly stopped, thanks to the strong spotlight, his slightly pale face could not be seen.

Mingjing always broke into his heart so casually.He could feel the envelope in his breast pocket, which suddenly burned his heart like that.

He seemed to see a bright mirror in the school, under the willow tree next to the lake, flipping through a copy of "New Odes on the Yutai".

Wang Tianfeng sighed bitterly in his heart, how could he suddenly think of Der Spiegel at the ball in Paris.

Ming Jing is used to only sleeping for a short time every day. She gave up her studies and devoted herself to the company, slowly picking up this huge business empire step by step.

Fortunately, she is not alone.Uncle Li and many comrades in the party gave her a lot of practical help, and the Ming family began to recover slowly.

The name "Communist Party" has a very important place in Ding Spiegel's heart. They are different from those officials in the Republic of China. They painted a brand new world for Ding Spiegel.From then on, Der Spiegel learned about Marxism and planted a small seed in his heart.Since she had the ambition to serve the country, she gradually discovered what she had been longing for in her heart.They are all working hard, eager to gain a firm foothold and have a place in this troubled world where there is still room for maneuver.In fact, no matter which organization or doctrine, the starting point must be to save the nation from peril and to enable people to live a better life. What makes them gradually diverge is nothing more than the government's policies in actual actions.That red flame gradually burned in Ming Jing's heart.

"A Jing," a brisk voice sounded outside the door, Ming Jing smiled unconsciously, put down the planning book in his hand, and invited people into the room.

The light blue cheongsam has no complicated patterns, the curly hair is tied up high, willow eyebrows and almond eyes, full of smiles, and looks like a progressive student.

This is Su Yang, Uncle Li's colleague. He is a real member of the Communist Party of China. He returned from studying abroad and is a top student in medicine. Now he is a doctor in a small clinic.Ever since Uncle Li saw Ming Jing, she has been in contact with Ming Jing.Su Yang is a gentle Jiangnan woman, and she has an open and progressive thinking of progressive students and new women. These two women who are about the same age have become as close as sisters in just a few days.

"Come and sit down, why are you here at this time today?"

Su Yang said with some discomfort, "Last night, the superior sent a notice that Shanghai will carry out a small-scale work transfer. Then... I will go to work in Beiping tomorrow. The person who will replace me to contact you is an important member of our party. Comrade, but you need to find him."

Ming Jing wondered, there is no reason for subordinates to contact superiors, but Su Yang said at this time: "He is the young master of the Shi family in Nanjing, and he controls all the properties of the Shi family, but he retired to Suzhou to teach. His name is Shinan." .”

【Eight】

With the help of Uncle Li and others, Ming's flour mill squeezed into the Shanghai market smoothly.Ling Wang Fuqu never expected that the Ming family's counterattack came so quickly.

Not to mention the deep foundation of Suzhou, Mingtang's Mingjiaxiang is constantly innovating, and Ming's enterprises have started to compete with Wang Fuqi step by step from daily products.Ming Jing returned to Shanghai to sit in charge in person, she just wanted to make it clear to the whole of Shanghai that she wanted to play the Ming family's idea, in the next life.

At this time, Wang Fuqu, who was in trouble, planned to start cooperating with the Japanese.

The Ming family and the Wang family have returned to the situation of fighting against courtesy.This has brought about a thought-provoking change in Shanghai's economy.

Mingjing and Mingtang joined forces to stand up again in Shanghai.The Ming Mansion once again became a place that is respected by officials, businessmen and the people.

Ming Jing has been slow to think about the issue of joining the party, not to mention that everything in the family needs her support, not to mention Lou's studies, she is so busy now that she doesn't even have a chance to go to Nanjing.