In November [-], Shanghai fell.

In Du Yuesheng's mansion in the French Concession, the servants packed their luggage swiftly.Tang Shi sat on the sofa in the living room, his face was so gloomy that water almost dripped.

Du Yuesheng took a puff of cigarette, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "The Japanese promised me a high official and rich salary, but unfortunately I, Du Yuesheng, am not Wang Fuqu, so I can't afford their favor."

Tang Shi didn't smoke, and only drank tea one after another: "Are you leaving? When are you leaving?"

"The day after tomorrow," Du Yuesheng patted Tang Shi on the shoulder and smiled, "Back then we were doing business together, and you were the only one who went to Europe to make a living. Now that the Japanese are here, we all avoid them, but you stay in Shanghai instead. I'm not as good as you, brother."

"The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow." Tang Shi repeated twice before saying, "I'll see you off."

"thanks."

Tang Shi returned to the Tang mansion and found that Wang Manchun hadn't come home and was sitting face to face with Shao Ting playing backgammon.

"It's seven o'clock," Tang Shi said, looking at his watch, "It's getting dark, why, you want to sleep with me again?"

Wang Manchun replied lazily: "I'll be alone when I go back, and your side is more lively."

Tang Shi took out candy from his pocket and stuffed it to her: "What's the matter, you've been unhappy recently."

"I'm not a child anymore." Wang Manchun threw the candy into his mouth.

"Don't just chat," Shao Ting knocked on the chessboard, "It's your turn!"

After Shao Ting lost five games in a row, he twisted his waist and walked away satisfied (?). Tang Shi took his place, chatting with Wang Manchun while playing chess: "What are you thinking?"

"Ming Xuewen and Shutong."

Tang Shi understood: "The young master of the Ming family and your little sister? Didn't you say that they ran away together?"

Wang Manchun picked up the chess piece and did not put it down for a long time: "They have gone to the front." She was a little confused and hesitated, "When I was young, I followed you to the Whampoa Military Academy, and then I studied military affairs in Germany for four years before returning to Shanghai. And then I went to the command department of the Naval Academy ... I should go to the front line, so that I can live up to my education."

"...But I don't dare. I will lose my life on the battlefield at any time. I still want to live a good life with you, my senior brother, and Shao Ting. Even if my uncle hates me, I will count him in and live a good life with you."

She has been troubled by this for a long time.Ming Xuewen and Wang Shutong are just two children, but they never seem to be timid or hesitant. They stay together when they like it, fight for it if they want it, and go to the front line together if they want to serve the country, but she is still huddled in Shanghai, indulging in a comfortable life. Illusions and luxury.

Tang Shi smiled again, there was always something reassuring in his smile: "Ah Chun, this is not something to be ashamed of."

"I went to military school, stayed abroad, worked as a gangster, and did business."

"Your military knowledge was taught by me, your marksmanship was also taught by me, and there are a lot of messy knowledge. Seriously speaking, when the country is in crisis, I have more reasons to go to the battlefield than you, but I didn't go either."

Tang Shi rubbed the top of Wang Manchun's hair and smiled as he did in the past: "I'm sorry, I taught you knowledge and patriotism, but I was greedy for life and afraid of death and failed to set a good example. I can only use money to support the War of Resistance and chat with you. .”

"Perhaps, I can still help." Wang Manchun thought of Minglou, who was far away in Paris, and said to himself.

A month later, a major event happened in Shanghai.

It is said to be a major event, but in fact, ordinary people do not know about it, and it was not reported in the newspapers, but it is well known in Shanghai's upper class circles that the person in charge of Tang Corporation in China has changed.

Wang Manchun, the former person in charge of Tang Corporation, took over the domestic business five years ago. At that time, she was only fourteen, and she was already able to do business with ease. Now that five years have passed, her ability to handle affairs should only be better, so she was suddenly dismissed ...Reminiscent of the relationship between Wang Manchun and Wang Fuqu, everyone felt that they were the truth.Shanghai has fallen, and Wang Fuqu is a well-known traitor, but Tang Shi is notoriously at odds with the Japanese military. Now that Wang Fuqu is powerful, Tang Shi definitely cannot tolerate Wang's people meddling in his company.There is also a saying that Tang Shi asked Wang Manchun to either resign or sever ties with Wang Fuqu. Naturally, Wang Manchun could not abandon his only relative...

But the truth, only a few people who are really at the center of the incident know.

"Four."

"five."

"Draw one, seven."

"Nine."

Right now, Tang Shi, Shao Ting, Wang Manchun, and Mr. Mo, who was temporarily pulled over to make up the number, are playing cards. Tang Shi, who has never been lucky, has white paper all over his face. He blew, "Paper The sticks" began to shake in a fluttering manner.

"I'm so stupid," Tang Shi said with tears in his eyes, "Why did I agree to play cards with you?"

"Don't tear it off, you'll have to count them later, each strip costs 20 yuan." Wang Manchun straightened the cards in his hand again.

Tang Shi clutched his chest and was heartbroken: "For so many years, I have shorted you for food or shorted your clothes, how can you look like a miser?"

Wang Manchun smiled and replied: "But you have dismissed me, I am already a poor person without wages, of course I have to eat rich people."

"Oh, Master Tang, leave her alone and let me comfort you." Shao Ting persistently tried to stick his lips to Tang Shi's face, but failed.

Mr. Mo coughed in a muffled voice, pretending that he didn't exist.

After the unreliable four-player poker game ended, Tang Shi rarely went into the kitchen in person, pretending that he wanted to cook dinner for Wang Manchun himself. Wang Manchun was worried when he saw Tang Shi and Shao Ting busy in the kitchen. Ask Mr. Mo: "Is the food they cook edible?"

Mr. Mo thought for a while and said, "Master Tang's craftsmanship is not bad, and if he can eat it, Shao Ting doesn't know about it."

The food was ready and brought to the table, Wang Manchun faced a table of dishes that didn't look very good, and tasted them one by one out of face.

"It looks a bit ugly, but it tastes good." She commented.

"Master Tang is very thoughtful." Shao Ting leaned shyly beside Tang Shi, glanced at the handsome man who was serious about eating, and said affectionately, "After all, it is Xiaochun'er's last supper."

The corner of Wang Manchun's mouth twitched: "The Last Supper... Am I Judas..."

"Oh, that's all I said, it has nothing to do with that painting." Shao Ting waved his hand and picked up the bowl.

After dinner, Tang Shi sent the other three people out. Shao Ting tried his best but couldn't stay in the Tang mansion overnight. Tang Shi ignored him and turned to Mr. Mo and said, "Old Mo, it's getting late, help me Send Manchun to me."

"No problem, I happened to be on the way." Mr. Mo stretched out his hand to greet Wang Manchun to get into the car, and by the way, he also pushed Shao Ting, who wanted to hang on, into the co-pilot.

Shao Ting lived nearby and got off the car early. After he got off the car, he drove for 10 minutes before arriving at Wang's house.

After Wang Manchun got out of the car, he looked at Mr. Mo with great interest, seeing him a little inexplicably.

"What?" Mr. Mo asked.

"I suddenly discovered that Mr. Mo, you are also a good-looking talent," Wang Manchun said with a smile, "Uncle Tang is too handsome, and Shao Ting is too graceful. They couldn't tell it when they were around, but now you are alone, and you are showing it."

Mr. Mo shook his head: "Girls don't just look at their appearance."

"It's so old-fashioned, just like Uncle Tang," Wang Manchun complained, and then smiled, "Do you know who my ex-boyfriend was?"

Wang Manchun bent down and sniffed lightly by the cushion.

"This smell is very familiar, Ming Jiaxiang."

The author has something to say: Before, some readers said that they hoped to give the eldest sister a CP.So applause welcomes Mr. Mo to come out~~~

Regarding the update:

The stupid author is a postgraduate entrance examination party. I try my best to write in the last month of the sprint, but I can't guarantee daily updates. After all, this exam is very important to me. If I fail the exam, I have to listen to my mother's reasoning orz...

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