Forty-eighth
They're dealing in arms, she knows. γFengyun Reading Network.γ
Even though she didn't expect it at first, when she saw the paper printed in English, her mind was clear.
"Interesting, I just don't know if you're really daring, or if you're fearless because you're ignorant. Lu Fengyang was still laughing.
Yisheng had already adjusted his emotions at the moment, and he was bent on erasing Fang Cai's humiliating scene, so he looked at him with a smile, "No, I just believe Mr. Bo." β
How could she not know that the government has always investigated the arms trade outside the government very strictly, and even set the punishment of "once it is investigated and dealt with, it will be immediately executed" in the hope of serving as a warning.
Although Bo Yuzheng is a military and political dignitary, she heard others call him "Mr. Shao", and understood that he obviously came here with a hidden identity this time, so this batch of arms transactions must also be carried out in the dark, otherwise they would not be in a hurry to find a translator.
Lu Fengyang laughed, "Yo, this is pouring ** soup." β
Bo Yuzheng didn't expect her to say this, so he smiled and didn't speak.
Yisheng understood that the two people on the other side had their own suspicions and scruples, she could understand, but she didn't want to continue to go around in circles, so she simply smiled and said clearly, "I admit it, I was startled when I first saw this piece of paper, but then I thought about it, with the ability of the two of them, it must not make me lose my head, but if I escape from the battle, if you suspect that I am going to report to the authorities, then my trouble is big, obviously I don't have such a mind at all, isn't this very wrong?"
"Little girl, you are smart and courageous. Lu Fengyang squinted at her with a smile, "Why didn't you think about it, since you dare to show you, you must not be afraid of what you say, if you don't withdraw in time, you won't regret it now?"
"I don't know, anyway, I don't like to give up halfway, since I said that I want to finish translating for that Mr. Zhao, and I won't have any trouble myself, then I still want to make things beautiful," Yisheng tilted his head and thought about it, and said, "Besides, I believe in Mr. Bo, he won't harm me." β
Yisheng knew that the current Licha Hotel must be under their control, so he did not shy away from speaking.
She is such a person, she is actually selfish in her bones, she does not have too strong a concept of right and wrong and too fierce preferences for good and evil, as long as things do not harm her white self and the few people she values, then there is not much right or wrong for her, or whether she should do it or not.
Besides, she already has a good impression of Bo Yuzheng, and she also feels that she has to bear some responsibility for Zhao Yanwu's death, so between the "non-action" of the authorities and Bo Yuzheng's "for", she is naturally on his side.
Anyway, it's just a translation, at best, it can only be regarded as a tool, once things change, it won't cause any trouble, besides, Bo Zhangzheng can have today, and she has seen his calmness and determination at the moment of life and death, she believes that his ability must be enough to keep her fine, and she is inexplicably sure that he will not harm her.
"I'm curious, is it that the young lady who has been abroad doesn't care about the law, discipline or anything, and I don't seem to take the authorities' ban in your tone at all. Lu Fengyang asked again.
"Is there necessarily something wrong with the authorities?" Yisheng said lightly, not answering the rhetorical question.
Unexpectedly remembered the past written in the diary left by her mother, her maternal grandfather, in fact, did not have the slightest disobedience and offense, but the military power was too great, and he was suspicious, and the emperor could not tolerate one mountain and two tigers, forcing him to rebel.
"Do you think the authorities shouldn't ban the smuggling of arms?" Lu Feng laughed, looking curious.
"I just don't think their method is right," Yisheng shook his head, "At the beginning of the European war, all European countries have a large amount of surplus arms to sell, and the country is a warlord scuffle, all of them are fighting for territory with armaments, and the arms deal is the most lucrative -- how can it be banned? β
"Little girl, isn't it simple, is this what your friends taught you again?" Lu Fengyang smiled, really interested in the little girl in front of him, looking her up and down.
Yisheng smiled and didn't say anything, but he didn't want to hear Bo Yuzheng's voice ringing in his ears, which seemed to imply a hint of interest, or, anticipation?
"If you can't help it, what then?" he asked.
"We can set up our own national military industry, as long as our country's own military industry is strong, and our domestic weapons and equipment are stronger than those of foreign countries, then the Chinese people will naturally not be reluctant to seek the near and far, and it will always be much easier to manage the domestic market, and when the time comes, the government will strictly sell firearms and weapons, and there will be no worries about the rampant smuggling of arms...... Yisheng was interested for a while, and he didn't think much about it, so he talked to himself.
However, as he spoke, he felt that Bo Yuzheng and Lu Fengyang on the other side gradually restrained their smiles, and they didn't make a sound, just looked at her quietly.
She only knew a little about the military industry, so she was happy for a while, and she fell in front of the two experts to get an axe, and she couldn't help but feel a little weak, and her voice became smaller and smaller, and finally she simply stopped and smiled awkwardly, "My idea is too naΓ―ve, isn't it?"
How easy is it to set up a national military industry? She stuck out her tongue secretly.
didn't expect to raise her head, and it was crashing into the depths of Bo Yuzheng's eyes looking at her.
Those black eyes are like the deep sea, and all the stormy waves are hidden under the calm and waveless surface, as if there is a moment of light, and it is gone.
He shook his head, and his voice sounded gentle.
"No, it won't. He said.
Lu Fengyang on the side laughed again, but there was a hint of meaning in that smile, he raised his elbow and touched Bo Yuzheng's arm, "I kind of understand." β
Yisheng couldn't understand such a headless sentence, but he didn't care about it because he thought it didn't matter. Shu Yuzheng made a gesture, and soon someone sent a stack of materials, these are her real homework today.
Because she had the experience of helping Song Wanhua translate and sort out military materials, she didn't have much trouble looking at these materials, and if she didn't understand something, she asked Bo Yuzheng and Lu Fengyang.
There are not many materials, so she finished reading them in a while, after all, the real important thing is the on-site translation tomorrow, and the materials in her hand are just to familiarize her with the situation in advance.
She came in the family's car, and the driver was naturally waiting outside, but Bo Yuzheng still ordered the people below to follow her car and send her all the way home.
She got out of the car, and someone from the car she followed immediately came down to say goodbye to her, and confirmed the time to pick her up tomorrow morning, in a respectful manner.
Yisheng shook his head and smiled: "I have a car, I can go to Yihe by myself tomorrow, I don't need to trouble you to run again." β
The man refused to slack off at all, "Mr. Shao has explained, to ensure Miss Sheng's safety, our car will follow behind, and Miss Sheng will not feel inconvenient." β
Having said that, she didn't want to shirk too much, so she smiled and nodded.
Turning around and walking towards the house, slowly walking through the vestibule, but she could hear the sound of music and laughter in the living room, she walked in, Yizheng in a lake-blue dancing dress was slowly dancing with the music under the guidance of her eldest brother Sheng Yizhu, Mrs. Sheng and the people were standing on the side watching and laughing.
Hearing the sound, Yizheng turned around, saw his sister, and hurriedly broke away from his brother's hand and ran over, "Xiaosheng, do you think my clothes look good?"
Yisheng took his sister's hand and looked up and down, "The second sister has never worn Western-style clothes, and when she suddenly changed her clothes, I almost didn't dare to admit it, it was so beautiful!"
Yizheng blushed, "It was sent by Mu Huan, but I'm still not used to wearing it." β
Yisheng still had an uncontrollable pain in her heart, but she tried her best to maintain a smile on her face, but fortunately, the eldest brother's voice rescued her, Sheng Yizhu asked lazily behind her, "This music is still ringing, is there anyone who wants to dance?"
Yizheng hurriedly took Yisheng forward, and said with a bitter smile: "Xiaosheng, you and the eldest brother jump, I can't do it, my leg is about to break." β
Sheng Yizhu took Yisheng's hand and smiled at Yizheng on the other: "You really have no conscience, who am I practicing with?" β
Yisheng was led around by her brother for some reason, she learned to dance when she was in Moti, and she danced very well when she was very young, so although it was a little inexplicable, her body was still under the guidance of her brother, and she danced naturally to the beat of the music, and she couldn't help but feel a little funny, "What's the matter, such a good interest." β
Yizhu hugged her waist and said with a smile: "It's not your second sister, she always refused to pay attention to teaching her to dance in the past, but now she is worried that she will make a mistake when dancing with Ji Huan, and encourages her mother to arrest me as a strong man and accompany her to practice." β
Yisheng lowered his eyelashes, smiled lightly, and did not speak.
In a short time, the song ended.
"The dance of the third lady is really beautiful. The subordinates on the side couldn't help but praise. "That's it, dancing with Xiaosheng is a pleasure, Xiaozheng, you have to learn from Xiaomei, don't always step on my feet. Yi Taro joked with a smile.
Yizheng blushed, lowered his head and was embarrassed, but he was not angry, and the corners of his beautiful lips were still crooked and smiling.
Just as the next song on the gramophone sounded again, Yizhu stretched out his hand to Yisheng and said with a smile: "You don't mind letting the eldest brother enjoy it again, right?"
Before Yisheng could answer, Mrs. Sheng on the side had already laughed nonchalantly, "You young people, this is how you can't do it, Yizhu said that you only danced a few dances with Yizheng, and you are going to pursue enjoyment, and you, Yizheng, don't hurry up and practice with your eldest brother, now you are disgusted with your feet, and when the time comes, Ji Huan will be embarrassed together, I think you will cry!"
Yizheng didn't dare to make a sound, and stood up obediently.
Yisheng smiled faintly, took his sister's hand and handed it to his brother, "Aunt Ling is staring at you, don't you want to be lazy, I've been tired for a long time, so I won't accompany you, I'll go back to the room first." β
As she spoke, she went upstairs, the sounds of music and laughter so close, but they were all bystanders.
She lowered her eyelashes and began to hope that tomorrow would come sooner.