"I know, I'll leave this matter to me......" Tang Yun's expression was lazy, with a smile on his face, but his tone was cold.

Chen Yubo knew what this sentence meant, and looked at the stunner in front of him who could kill people while talking and laughing, and couldn't help but have a cold war. All the thoughts of wanting to be close to him were thrown out of the sky at this moment. Although he was somewhat reluctant to give up on the female secretary, he knew what was necessary to sacrifice in the face of his personal future.

"In that case, nothing else, I'll go. Chen Yubo said, stood up and hurriedly said goodbye and left.

Tang Yun, a woman, is seductive to the bone, making men want to ride under their crotch and sing "Conquest" as soon as they see it. If you can't get your hands, it's torture to stay in front of her for an extra second. Chen Yubo often regrets that he didn't have a better enjoyment at the beginning, but now he has this idea, but he doesn't have this opportunity. But even if he had this opportunity, he wouldn't dare to touch Tang Yun now.

Chen Yubo knew that Tang Yun looked down on him, and he didn't tell her the truth about many things. For example, Chen Yubo did not disclose the plan to invest in the financial market of country M in front of her. However, even if he didn't say it, Tang Yun already knew.

Looking at Chen Yubo's appearance of running away, a sneer of disdain appeared at the corner of Tang Yun's mouth. She sneered to herself: "If it weren't for me, would you have been able to stand up in the sinister officialdom all these years?"

Let's talk about Pang Jindong.

In Pang Jindong's memory, the Corbino Center was a very cold place, and the least common thing was light. For some reason, the buildings in the center rarely have windows, and it is difficult for outside sunlight to get in. There were spacious rooms and wide corridors, and there were not enough lights installed. Therefore, in any place in the center, you can only barely see the surrounding things clearly, and you can't see clearly if you are a little farther away.

In addition, the atmosphere of the center's work is oppressively quiet, and the normal conversation between people is as low as possible, which makes it full of a ghostly atmosphere.

The rebuilt centre remains the same.

Miss Parker's heels stomped on the marble floor of the hallway, making a regular "stomping" sound. In the dim light, she could be vaguely seen wearing dark lip gloss as always, her eye shadow was the same dark color, and her pretty face shimmered with a cold light.

If the Corbino Center wants to choose an image spokesperson, there is no better fit than Miss Parker, who embodies the temperament of the center all over her body.

Miss Parker knocked a few times on a heavy solid wooden door, and after a while, a deep voice came from inside, "Come in." ”

"Daddy, you're looking for me!" Miss Parker sat down across from her father.

Mr. Parker's office is tall and spacious, and like the rest of the center, it is firmly committed to saving energy, and only around his desk and seat is illuminated. Sitting across from him, he couldn't even see a wall in his office, and he didn't know what was around him. As far as the eye can see, there will be a cold darkness, and I don't know how far it will stretch. This feeling makes this office seem to be suspended in an ethereal space.

Mr. Parker was working on some of the papers at hand, and after a while, he put down his pen, closed the folder, and looked up at his daughter with a smile.

Mr. Parker was over sixty years old, with gray hair, a neat white beard under his nose, and a kind smile on his face. But the real Mr. Parker is definitely not so gentle and humble as he seems, as one of the Big Three in the center, his viciousness has left a deep impression on many people.

Miss Parker felt a little uncomfortable under her father's gaze, and asked again, "Daddy, is there anything to do with me?"

"Is there any progress on that defector, Jerry Pong?"

"Now it's certain that Bernard left the money to Jerry. ”

"It doesn't matter if Jerry is back in the center or not. Despite his talent, the good breed has been out there for too long, and has become a wild horse, and it is difficult to tame it again. But the money should be returned, because it is the property of the center, after all, and the director of the CIA is very close to him......." After a pause, Mr. Parker asked again, "Why did you stop the pursuit?"

"Because ......," said Miss Parker, coughing lightly, in a low voice, "Daddy has just returned from Europe, and probably doesn't know it yet." Anderson sent us a signal to halt all operations against Jerry. ”

"Oh?" Mr. Parker did not know about this, and the two gray eyebrows could not help but be tightly twisted together. Anderson, who was killed halfway, made him angry, but at the same time helpless: "How did that old guy get involved in this matter?"

"I think there's a lot of responsibility for the center's intelligence system because they don't know that Jerry and Director Anderson have a strong relationship years ago. ”

"The director of the CIA doesn't dare to offend this presidential candidate, and if he really tries to intervene, then he can only give up......." After thinking for a moment, Mr. Parker suddenly asked, "Where is Jerry now?"

"According to reliable intelligence, I should have returned home!"

"In their country, we can't do whatever we want, but because of that, Anderson's tentacles can't reach anywhere...... Mr. Parker said, giving his daughter a meaningful look.

Miss Parker nodded, "I know how to do it!"

"Then go ahead!"

Miss Parker said no more, stood up and walked out. She didn't know that her father, though he had asked her a lot, had not revealed what he had learned.

Mr. Parker, though jealous of Anderson and unaware that Anderson had intervened in the center's affairs, had recently learned that a storm was slowly forming around him. If Anderson is knocked out by this storm, then he won't need to be afraid anymore when it comes to Bernard's big deal.

Corbino Center is a place that makes family affection so cold.

Pang Jindong has Pang Jindong's abacus, and Tang Yun has Tang Yun's abacus.

Now, Tang Yun has made up his mind to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and Pang Jindong is also determined not to gnaw on Yang Yunlong's hard bone, and sit back and watch Chen Yubo fight with him.

It's just that Pang Jindong doesn't know that he still has such an opponent as Tang Yun so far, and he doesn't know that Chen Yubo, who has infinite scenery on the surface, relies on Tang Yun's plan.

When Pang Jindong returned home, just in time for the Star Dragon Gang Conference to end, one by one the energetic bosses walked by, not forgetting to say hello to Pang Jindong.

"How many times have I said it......" Pang Jindong sat heavily on the sofa and said to Lin Peiwen dissatisfiedly: "Don't hold a gang meeting in my home!"

"I lost 10 million, I have to find a way to earn it back!" Lin Peiwen glanced at Pang Jindong, grabbed two words and put them in her mouth.

"It seems that the money was not paid by yourself, but by the bosses under you!"

"It's all the same, they lost so much money for me, I don't want to help them earn it back, it will chill their hearts, who will dare to mess with me in the future?"

After Brother Scar's matter subsided, Lin Peiwen never mentioned the whereabouts of the 10 million in front of Pang Jindong, but after that, looking at Pang Jindong's gaze, it was a little strange. This made Pang Jindong unsure whether she already knew it.

"Maybe I'm a thief....... Pang Jindong comforted himself.

The only thing Pang Jindong is certain of is that even if Lin Peiwen knew that she got the money, she would not try to recover it. One is because she has no real evidence, and the other is that she is not a person who particularly cares about money, because her wealth is far beyond the understanding of many of her bosses. What's more, there is not a penny of her in that money, and Pang Jindong has such a handle in her hands, so she can live in Pang Jindong's house more confidently.

Lin Peiwen actually planned to do so, since the first time she saw Pang Jindong, I don't know why, she believed that this was a man who could protect herself. And a series of events that followed undoubtedly strengthened her feelings.

The boss of the underworld outside, a ruthless female devil in the eyes of many people, is still a girl in the final analysis, with a vulnerable side and a time when she needs to be protected. The way she appeared in front of Pang Jindong was something that the people of the Star Dragon Gang could never have dreamed of.

"By the way, my toenails should be built...... Lin Peiwen said, pulling off the white cotton socks on her feet and putting her feet next to Pang Jindong. Today she wears a pair of dark blue jeans with a white suspender. The two little feet are like two little white rabbits, but they look very cute.

Pang Jindong glanced at the pair of crystal flawless jade feet, gritted his teeth, and endured it without getting angry: "You still dare to let me repair it for you?"

"Why don't you dare?" Lin Peiwen looked at Pang Jindong defiantly.

"The last time I gave you a manicure, I was misunderstood......"

Lin Peiwen interrupted Pang Jindong's words: "Anyway, it's you who misunderstood, not me!"

"You always live in my house, lonely men and widows, melon fields and plums, dry firewood, I can't tell you clearly! If this matter spreads again, it will have too much impact on the reputation of me, an unmarried young talent with a great future! Crush people to death under the root of the tongue, gossip can be used to make money, I have to take care of this ......" Pang Jindong pointed to his face, and then continued: "You don't care about chastity, I can care about ......"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Lin Peiwen sent her right foot to Pang Jindong and urged: "Hurry up!"

After all, he ate other people's short mouths and took other people's short hands, and when he thought of the 10 million, Pang Jindong could only be a pedicure with peace of mind.

It's also strange to say that the last time I was seen by my sister Lu Jing, this time I was met by my sister Jin Lingling.

Jin Lingling had nothing to do, she was a little worried about Pang Jindong, and she happened to have something at hand, so she came here as an excuse, but she didn't expect to see this scene.

"It's very intimate!" accompanied by Jin Lingling's coquettish snort, a sour smell came to her face.

Pang Jindong held Lin Peiwen's feet at a loss, and looked at Masaharu Kazama with a sad face.

Masaharu Kazama shrugged her shoulders helplessly and stuck out her tongue again. She had just washed fruit in the kitchen, and she didn't know what Pang Jindong and Lin Peiwen were doing, otherwise she wouldn't have opened the door immediately. She is a smart person, and naturally knows that there is an indescribable and inexplicable relationship between Pang Jindong and these two girls.

"Your lifeline is very long, but at the age of seventy-eight, you should have a serious illness......" Pang Jindong suddenly straightened his face, looked at Lin Peiwen's soles, and said word by word.

Lin Peiwen didn't take Jin Lingling's sudden appearance seriously, but when she heard Pang Jindong say this, she was confused: "What are you doing?"

"This is called foot physiognomy, which is a treasure of my country's traditional culture......" Pang Jindong put down Lin Peiwen's feet and said with a solemn expression: "I just learned it!"

Before Lin Peiwen could speak, Jin Lingling took the lead and asked in a weird manner: "Where else can I look at my face?"

Pang Jindong replied: "At present, I only learn foot physiognomy!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Masaharu Kazama picked up a plate of fruit, held it up in front of Pang Jindong and Jin Lingling, and said with a smile: "Come on, come on, eat apples!"

No one paid attention to her.

Jin Lingling's duck egg round face floated with a duck egg blue color, and her voice began to become higher: "What are you going to learn next?"

"This ...... I don't know ...... yet."

"If you don't learn from other physiognomy, you're a foot fetish, right?"

Pang Jindong tried his best to make a reasonable appearance, and asked rhetorically: "There are many people engaged in the foot massage industry in our country, they are hard-working socialist laborers, are they all foot fetishes?"

Pang Jindong didn't mention the pedicure, but when he mentioned the pedicure, Jin Lingling was even more angry. As a police officer, she knows all too well about the places that exist in the name of "pedicures". Her voice was an octave higher: "So, you learned these things in the pedicure?"

"Yes!" Pang Jindong replied seriously.

At this moment, even Lin Peiwen couldn't hang up, looked at the angry Jin Lingling, she coughed lightly a few times, and motioned to Pang Jindong to change the topic immediately.

Masaharu Kazama's round eyes fluttered, she looked left and right, picked up the fruit again, and greeted with a dry smile: "Come on, come on, eat apples!"

Still no one paid attention to her, so she could only pick up an apple by herself, take a small bite, and observe as she ate.