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Rong Zifan held a racket and found someone to accompany her to play tennis on the backyard grass. As a result, her request was ruthlessly rejected by Zixiao: "I finally had a day off, and I have been busy in the company for a week, so you let me rest." ”

"You're lazy! Stay in the house any longer, and you'll get moldy. ”

"Just make me moldy! I do! ”

Coincidentally, at this time, Rong Ziyi and Zizhong went out and came back. Zifan cheered and pounced: "Big brother, second brother, which of you will play with me for a while?" ”

Ziyi smiled and looked at Zizhong, Zizhong nodded, took the racket, and shook it in his hand.

Zi Fan hurriedly hugged Zi Zhong's arm, as if he was afraid that he would regret it.

Zixiao smiled unkindly on the side: "Second brother, you fell for her." You think it's as simple as just having fun with her? This little guy is on the varsity team, and he participates in the competition. None of the male classmates at their school could beat her. Moreover, she is not addicted to fighting, you don't want to end up. ”

"Oh?" At this time, Rong Ziyi also became interested: "I didn't expect us Fan Fan to play so well?" Let's go, big brother will cheer you on. ”

"You're still cheering her on? Don't you think she's not complacent enough? Azusa shouted. He threw away the magazine he was flipping through: "Wait for me! ”

Rong Zifan's tennis is really good, his body is straight and coordinated, his movements are stretched and generous, whether it is a forehand cut or a backhand pull, he is very well done. It's just that no matter where she hits the ball, Zizhong catches the ball unequivocally, and it can even be said to be very easy.

Zixiao looked at it for a while and exclaimed, "It turns out that our family's master is here." Fan Fan had to admit defeat this time. ”

It didn't take long for Rong Zifan to be tired and panting, and he was drenched in sweat. Ziyi called her: "Come and rest for a while and drink saliva." ”

Zi Fan said coquettishly to Zi Zhong: "Second brother, it turns out that you play the ball so well. Why won't you let me? ”

Zixiao smiled: "This is not for you?" If the second brother really fights you, can you hold on for so long? ”

Zi Zhong stretched out his hand and measured it, meaning that Zi Fan was young, short, and not strong enough.

"Your skills are already good. In time, he will surpass your second brother. Ziyi said.

"Of course, at least I'm better than the third brother." Zifan Road. She rolled her eyes: "Why don't we do doubles." I'm in a group with my second brother, and you're in a group. Decide the winner and the loser. The losing group...... "She looked around, unable to think of what to ask for for a while.

Zizhong smiled and made a gesture. Zifan immediately realized: "Yes, the losing group will make today's dinner!" Let Ah Xia and them have a holiday! ”

Zixiao was the first to object: "Why? You're going to pick your teammates. I'm still going to be in a group with my second brother. ”

"Haha, then you're too late, who let me finish first. That's it! Zifan's laughter fluttered in the wind like a silver bell, crisp and melodious. She was a carefree girl, but she hadn't smiled so cheerfully since her father died. Before Zixiao could return to his senses, Zifan and Zizhong had already picked up their rackets and walked aside to prepare for war.

"Come on." Rong Ziyi also picked up a racket and swung it a few times in the air. He laughed and said, "Are you not confident in me, or are you not confident in yourself?" ”

"I don't have faith in either of us!" Zixiao shouted.

Soon, though, he realized that he was wrong again. Rong Ziyi's ball skills seem to be above Zizhong, he has flexible feet, hidden shifts, few mistakes, and many feints. He is especially good at adjusting the ball, when left and right. Fortunately, Zifan and Zizhong cooperated tacitly and were not busy. The scores of the two sides rose alternately and played an even match.

But after a long time, Rong Zifan's shortcomings in physical strength were exposed. Ziyi saw it and deliberately fed her a ball. Zixiao said in a low voice: "Big brother, I don't object to you releasing water." But you have to think about the consequences first. I'm tired of asking, can you cook? ”

Ziyi raised his eyebrows: "Do you think there is something I won't do?" ”

Zixiao rarely saw him with such a relaxed posture and a flying spirit, but he felt that it seemed to be very different from the past. When he was stunned, Zifan hit the ball back, but he was defenseless and hit his shoulder.

Zixiao fell to the ground exaggeratedly, covering his shoulders: "If we lose, we will lose, and you don't have to beat anyone." ”

The crowd laughed. Rong Ziyi pulled Zixiao up, shook hands with him in a very social manner, and smiled: "We are working together for the first time." It's just a small defeat, so you don't have to worry about it. ”

Zixiao also held his hand and said, "The coming day is long." Looking forward to the next collaboration! ”

Zifan said on the side: "You don't have to be coy. Let's think about what to cook for us in the evening. ”

"What do you want to eat?" Zixiao asked.

"Will you cook whatever I want to eat?"

"No~yes~, I won't do anything if you want to eat." The brother and sister have started a new round of bickering mode.

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Although it is a cold winter, there is still a constant flow of traffic and pedestrians on Xiafei Road in the French Concession. A cold wind blew, and the plane trees on both sides of the road swayed and scattered a few yellowed leaves, sticking to the wet ground. When the shoe is stepped on it, it makes a "click" sound.

This is one of the busiest areas in Shanghai. The three-storey French Federation at the corner is the most dazzling building on Xiafei Road. Some people once praised that this is a pearl left by the French in Shanghai.

The French project their pride of romance and passion into this building. The three-storey building features a balcony-style promenade, a roof garden, a glass ceiling with a colourful inlay pattern and a spring-loaded dance floor floor.

Since this is not a Japanese-occupied area, people's demeanor is much more natural and relaxed. Although the Japanese uniforms can be seen everywhere, and the Japanese gendarmerie shouting at the passing cars in the streets and alleys, all tell that this is not a paradise, and it is also impossible to escape the haze of war.

However, the harder the war, the more it can arouse people's desire for enjoyment. Huge neon lights glittered through the glass windows and into the huge ballroom of the French Federation, illuminating everyone's faces. People are drinking, swallowing, talking, and laughing, as if by doing so, they can stay away from wars and conspiracies, and away from the suffering of the country.

A small drinking party is underway, and Young Master Rong Ziyi is the protagonist of this drinking party. He finally made the decision to turn down the invitation of St. John's University and join the new government's Institute of Fiscal Economics as deputy director. The other deputy director of the institute is Fu Shishuo, and the director is none other than Zhou Fohai, who holds the financial and economic power of the new government.

The tall Rong Ziyi wears gold-rimmed glasses, his hair is meticulously combed, and he has a dark European-style custom suit, standing next to Zhou Fohai, who has already made a fortune, and looks even more dashing, and he gestures like a gentleman of a child of a family.

"Although I have been studying for many years, I am afraid that my qualifications are mediocre and my talents are shallow, and it is difficult to be the love of Chairman Wang and Mr. Zhou."

"Mr. Rong, don't say that. I have read Mr. Rong's masterpiece a long time ago, and between the lines, it is sudden, like drinking. Mr. Rong's ability to help the world is at a time when the economy is withering, turning the tide and saving the building. ”

Zhou Fohai smiled: "You don't have to be too humble. With your talent and ability, it is a waste to just make a fuss and teach students. Applying what you have learned will not be in vain for many years. The new government is at the time of employing people, and you are willing to work hard, bravely shoulder heavy burdens, and your spirit is commendable! ”

"Yes, Mr. Zhou is also a great talent."

A cadre of people complimented each other, played Tai Chi, staggered cups, and chatted.

Zhou Fohai raised his glass and clinked glasses with Yang Renjie, and said: "Virtuous people don't avoid relatives, and relatives don't avoid suspicion." This time, Renjie also contributed a lot. ”

Yang Renjie hurriedly raised his glass with both hands and said: "This is a matter of Renjie's business, I don't dare to praise Mr. Zhou." ”

Zhou Fohai looked around and said in a low voice: "Do you understand my intention to arrange you in No. 76?" Li Shiqun, you must keep an eye on me for you! ”

"Mr. Zhou is relieved. Renjie was cultivated by Mr. Zhou, and he felt five times, and he didn't dare to forget. Now that I have the opportunity to repay one or two, I dare not resign. ”

Zhou Fohai patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction: "Your nephew and uncle, one is talented and can support the heavy responsibility of economic consultant; A loyal man who can be my right-hand man. Well done! Don't worry, I won't treat you badly. ”

He suddenly thought: "Why didn't Li Shiqun come?" Didn't you say he was coming over today? ”

"yes." Yang Renjie replied: "When he heard that Ziyi had agreed to serve in the new government, he didn't say that he wanted to congratulate him personally. It stands to reason that it should have arrived a long time ago. ”

"Hmph, he's a guy who likes to hold on to everything!"

It's really Cao Cao, Cao Cao. As he was talking, Li Shiqun, who was in a suit and leather shoes, had already walked in with a spring breeze on his face, and a petite woman in a silver-red Western dress and long skirt was still on his arm.

Zhou Fohai's face sank: "It's really a dirt bun, is this an occasion to bring a female companion?" ”

Yang Renjie's eyes widened: "Mr. Zhou, this woman's ...... It is Mr. Fukada. ”

Zhou Fohai had already recognized it at this time, this delicate woman with a graceful figure and a lovely smile turned out to be Ryoko Fukada, who was used to seeing a special high class. At this time, she took off her Japanese army uniform, her black hair was pulled up high, and she seemed to be a different person under her careful dressing. The most important thing is that she is usually arrogant and domineering, and the expression in her eyes has become a bright smile at this moment, so that people can see clearly that she also has a good appearance like a flower and jade.

The two first came over to greet Zhou Fohai. Zhou Fohai had to praise Ryoko Fukada for her outfit today. Li Shiqun's heart was so beautiful that it was about to overflow with bubbles. When Ryoko Fukada unexpectedly said that she wanted to attend the drinking party with him, he was already flattered. And seeing her amazing dress today, he couldn't stop being proud, this is to give him face. I didn't expect that Section Chief Fukada usually looked down on people, but in fact, he also valued him in his heart.

"I wonder where today's protagonist is?" Ryoko Fukada smiled and looked left and right.

Yang Renjie hurriedly said: "Ziyi may be going to take a rest." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw Rong Ziyi appear at the door. Yang Renjie hurriedly greeted: "Ziyi, come here." ”

Rong Ziyi walked over with a smile, still holding a glass of wine in his hand.

Yang Renjie introduced to them: "This is the new deputy director of the Institute of Finance and Economics, Rong Ziyi. This is Li Shiqun, director of the secret service headquarters. This is ......" Before he finished speaking, he saw Ryoko Fukada take a step forward, stretched out a slender jade hand, and said in Japanese: "Rongsang, don't come unharmed." ”