Xiang Xiaoqiang's head "buzzed": in the end, it was still exposed.

The surrounding high-ranking officials and bigwigs all pretended not to care about themselves, some were reading the newspaper, and some were talking to each other. But Xiang Xiaoqiang obviously felt countless gazes, staring at him through his eyes and the edge of the newspaper.

These eyes are very complicated, some are surprised, some are jealous, some are disdainful, some are embarrassed, some are indignant, and some are unable to get off the stage......

Xu Zhien patted him on the shoulder and said with a slight smile:

"Brother, sign quickly."

Damn, what kind of heart does this kid have? Roast me on the fire?

However, Xiang Xiaoqiang looked up at the earnest eyes of the girl with two braids, and thought to himself: I can't let her down.

Cut, isn't it just a sign of a bird name, what's the big deal! Sign!

For the first time in his life, he signed someone's name, and Xiang Xiaoqiang used the most chic font to swipe and sign his name in the notebook: Xiang - small - strong.

The girl nodded with a smile, took back the big book, and then handed it to Xu Zhien, and said in a sweet voice:

"Can you sign it?"

……

The girl took back her notebook and went to the others.

"Xu ...... Brother Xu. ”

"Huh?"

"This ...... What is the name of this signature? ”

"Oh, this," Xu Zhien said nonchalantly, "Sign in." ”

……

"Huh?!"

"yes. Oh, and," Xu Zhien added, "There is also a confidentiality agreement in front of the book, and there are many non-personnel in the meeting today, so signing it also means that you will abide by the confidentiality obligation." Hey, in fact, this is all going through the motions, reflecting the spirit of constitutionalism, in fact, whether you sign it or not has to be kept secret. So you just think it's a check-in. ”

“…… Ahh......h Ha, I see. ”

Completely speechless.

Looking around again, those high-ranking officials and bigwigs were still reading the newspaper, and no one noticed themselves.

What the hell! These Dongchang "female fans" are just signing a bird, and their eyes and voices are so ambiguous, it is difficult for people not to misunderstand!

But ...... "embody the spirit of constitutionalism"? In this way, now that the Ming Dynasty has a constitution, is it still a constitutional monarchy? No wonder these factory guards are not as rampant as they think.

However, Chinese can change the soup and not change the medicine in everything, and who knows to what extent this "constitutional system" can be "constitutional"?

……

In the distance of the city, the big bell rang eight times and drifted vaguely into the window.

The bigwigs got up from the sofa one after another, paced to the long table, humbled each other, coaxed and shouted, and finally automatically sat down in order of status, and the "official standard" of the Chinese was vividly reflected at this moment.

Xiang Xiaoqiang also wanted to move forward at first, but Xu Zhien grabbed him and said in a sneering manner:

"Brother Xiang, this ...... Our customs in China may not be the same as yours...... Well, you know, hehe......"

After a few words, Xiang Xiaoqiang understood that this kind of high-level meeting is not something that anyone can sit on, and people like him and Xu Zhien, who are at the level of "attaché", can only wait on the sofas scattered around them, and can only stand up and say when they need to speak.

Sure enough, the long table with two dozen seats was full, and there were no seats for them. There were also a dozen or so young faces, both men and women, sitting around, very carefully accompanying them. At a small table in the far corner, sat a bespectacled girl, presumably a stenographer, holding a pen and staring intently at the paper.

day, not happy. Seriously upset.

The conference table was almost all men, only one, two, or three women, all of whom sat at the bottom. Hey, one of them is actually Jiang Meilu! She is from the second bureau and also participates in the meeting?

Jiang Meilu raised her head, saw him, and immediately nodded, giving a friendly smile.

At the end of the conference table, a man stood up, cleared his throat, and said in a loud voice:

"You're all here. The meeting was chaired by the brothers. I think you all know, brother Shen Rongxuan, temporarily leading the factory supervisor of the East Ji Factory. ”

As he spoke, he waved around. There was a jaw below, and they all said "hehe" twice.

Xiang Xiaoqiang can now carefully see the Dongchang factory supervisor who has been hiding in the dark. It was a man in his forties, tall, with a resolute face, a handsome look, and two eyes as sharp as an eagle.

Well, although this factory governor does not have the legendary "Wang Ba's spirit", he also has a bit of Chen Jialuo's feeling.

However, Xiang Xiaoqiang soon found that when Shen Rongxuan spoke, Jiang Meilu, who was sitting at the far end, was holding a pen, and his eyes were a little hot and a little stupid.

Well? Xiang Xiaoqiang frowned, could it be that Jiang Meilu is secretly in love with this factory governor? …… If it's true, the two are a good match.

Shen Rongxuan continued:

“…… Some of you have met each other, and some of you have not met yet, so my brother will introduce you on your behalf...... Present at the meeting tonight were: Marquis Zhu of Wuling, Marquis of Wuling, Marquis of Changping, Marquis of Changping, Minister of Foreign Affairs, Lord Xu, Minister of Propaganda, Lord Zhou, His Majesty's personal adviser, Lord Wu, Lord and Lord Wang of the Imperial Procuratorate, Lord Yang, Vice Minister of the Navy, Lord Chen, Vice Minister of the War Department, General Xie, commander of the Yangtze River Fleet, General Qi, commander of the submarine force, General Li, commander of the Army Air Force, Director Bai of the Intelligence Department of the Army General Staff (i.e., Jinyiwei), Captain Huang of the Army Aviation Parachute Commando, Director Chen of the First Bureau of the East Factory, Director Lu of the Second Bureau, Director Tang of the third bureau, as well as several other colleagues in the East Factory. ”

He introduced a person, and there was a person below him who bowed slightly to the left and right. "A few other colleagues in the East Factory" naturally refers to the three ladies at the end and the four small shrimps. Introducing herself, Jiang Meilu quickly avoided Shen Rongxuan's gaze, lowered her head and looked at the notebook, her face expressionless.

Xiang Xiaoqiang has opened his eyes now, so many heavyweights in the Ming Dynasty have seen them all at once. If someone were to plant a bomb, they would be all gone.

He only knew that this was a high-level meeting, but he didn't expect such a high-level meeting. He was very worried about Qiuyun, but he always felt that this was just a kidnapping incident, and it was not enough to be a "military event". But looking at this posture, cabinet ministers and representatives of the royal family have come, and the Ming Dynasty authorities have definitely treated it as a "military matter".

Xiang Xiaoqiang finally felt a little relieved.

"We are here today," Shen Rongxuan continued, "mainly discussing the following issues:

"First, the twelve members of the Daming Navy submarine 'Grasshopper' were kidnapped by the Pseudo-Qing, what might the Pseudo-Qing do with them? How do we make response?

"Second, should we rescue?

"Thirdly, if the decision is made to rescue, how? Military or political? What are the odds of victory if military means are used? At what cost? What about political means?

"Fourth, if military means are used, how can the situation be controlled to prevent it from escalating and triggering a major conflict or even war? How will our eastern neighbor, Japan, react?

"Fifth, if it is decided not to rescue, how will the matter be handled politically?

"In the end, this incident alarmed His Majesty. Your Majesty has already asked: Who is responsible for this? Who is responsible? So about responsibility, we have to negotiate a meridian.

The above points are the agenda of tonight's meeting, of course, in no particular order, and please speak freely about the topics here.

"Now, let's ask Director Chen of the First Bureau of the East Factory to introduce to you the situation we have mastered."

……

After listening to these topics, Xu Zhien smiled "poof", leaned on Xiang Xiaoqiang's ear and whispered:

"It's so good now, and it's indispensable to slap the table and hit the bench later...... It just so happens that the Metropolitan Procuratorate is also here, and it is even more lively...... Let's sit back a little bit so that the teacups don't fly. ”

No, Xiang Xiao** Khan, after hundreds of years, the habit of "full martial arts" of the ministers of the Ming Dynasty has not been changed? !

……

The two young men rolled out a white cloth curtain and placed it behind Shen Rongxuan. The factory supervisor made a gesture, and the room suddenly went dark.

"Smack"!

The slide projector at the other end turned on, and a large photograph of Qiu Yu appeared on the curtain.

Xiang Xiaoqiang was not prepared at all, looking at Xiao Nizi smiling like a flower, her nose suddenly sour.