The person who came was Lin Zhuo, Li Wenhao's secretary. When he was ten years old, he was taken to Li Wenhao's side.

"Mr. Lin, which gust of wind blew you here?"

Lin Zhuo had a cold face and handed an envelope to Sister Nong, "Mr. is here to feast the final payment of the guests." ”

"Yo, why bother you with this kind of thing, you can run in person, you send someone to pass a message, people will go over," Sister Nong bent over, wanted to step forward but didn't dare, and was afraid of treating the nobles coldly when she was far away.

Lin Zhuo, like Li Wenhao, avoided this kind of direction, and after completing the task, he turned around and left.

He may or may not see the sub-period. But the child period turned around unnaturally, and walked to the innermost card with a sullen head.

The twenty-eight man followed closely, and Xuan Lang also followed, he didn't notice the other abnormalities in the sub-period, he was only curious, the bet between the sub-period and the twenty-eight man about himself.

Seeing that Zi Ji did not take the money obediently as expected, the twenty-eight man was a little angry, and stepped on the table, "Young Master Li, don't pretend to be confused." Provoke Lao Tzu, you can't afford it! ”

Xuan Lang listened, his fingers tapping on the wooden armrest of the sofa one by one.

The child didn't have any expression, but this expressionless face was soaked in the prelude to the raging storm. The second eight man thought that his threat had worked, and he changed his face, "Young Master Li, break the fortune and eliminate the disaster, you save trouble and effort, win-win." ”

Li Wenhao once explained to his son very seriously that he should never call his father in public. Since then, Ziqi has deliberately suppressed all doubts about Li Wenhao.

He didn't know what his father did, where the money came from, or why he was only restoring his father-son relationship in private.

And the discussion at the adjacent table kept coming, and they said that Li Wenhao attacked the Qingyun League in the name of Wei Jing. Then, Bai Yu disappeared and the Qingyun League was disbanded, is it all thanks to him!

Ziqi couldn't listen to it, got up and left, and the twenty-eight man grabbed him, "If you don't give money, you want to leave?" It seems that Young Master Li didn't listen to Lao Tzu's words at all. ”

Next, the twenty-eight man added fuel and vinegar to Xuan Lang about the gambling contract between that day and the child period. Xuan Lang didn't believe that he would say those pickled words, but the pickled words didn't sound good after all. He moved the muscles and bones of his wrists, and when he was about to punch the 28 man, Zi Ji had already shot and knocked the 28 man down.

The nosebleed was left in his mouth, and the twenty-eight men howled exaggeratedly, "Killing, killing people, killing people." ”

Sister Nong hurriedly ran over and helped the twenty-eight man, "If you have something to say, don't do it, don't do it." ”

The newly purchased guy is broken, and Sister Nong is really distressed.

The twenty-eight man fell to the ground and shouted, scolding and scolding, there were more and more onlookers, Sister Nong's patience was worn out, she walked up to Xuan Lang and lowered her voice, "Is there any way to make him shut up quickly?" ”

Without waiting for Xuan Lang to speak, Sister Nong hurriedly added, "Don't spoil my things." ”

Xuan Lang said in Ziqi's ear, "There is an alley in the back, which is small and soundproof, especially suitable for beating people." ”

Xuan Lang's voice was not loud or small, just enough for twenty-eight men to hear.

There is no benefit from slapping a swollen face and filling a fat man, if he continues to make trouble, he will not be beaten into a fat man by them. Thinking of this, the twenty-eight man tugged on Sister Nong, "Sister, you call the shots for me." ”

"What am I doing, this lord."

A spineless soft thing, Xuan Lang shook his head and left with Ziqi.

Xuan Lang brought the sub-period to Nai He Tian, and Wu Kuang gave them a pot of tea and then withdrew.

The sub-stage was silent, and Xuanlang didn't speak. He sat in front of the tea tray, washing tea, water, and boiling tea. Then, pour the tea into the delicate white-veined tea cup in front of you.

The sound of dripping water relieved Ziqi's heart, he glanced at Xuan Lang, and there was an inexplicable sense of stability, "I didn't expect you to have this side." ”

Xuan Lang smiled and put the teacup in front of him, "You don't have a lot of skills." ”

He picked up the teacup and placed it to his lips to savor. Then, he put down the teacup and propped his hands on the table, "Actually, I don't know how to taste tea." ”

"I don't understand either."

Ziqi lowered his head again, and Xuan Lang saw it in his eyes, "Do you have something on your mind?"

"Aren't you annoyed that I'm betting on Xuanyue?"

Xuan Lang smiled and shook his body a few times, "If you knew how she beat me when she was a child, I don't think I would have asked that." ”

The nervousness of the sub-period was finally relieved, but Xuan Lang's next question made him nervous again.

"You, your name is Li Ziqi?"

Ziqi's hand under the table couldn't help but clench, he found out that he had a relationship with Li Wenhao?

"What are you doing? Business or politics? ”

Ziqi glanced at him, breathing heavily.

Xuan Lang then said, "Forget it, I'll change the question." Have you made up your mind to chase Hua Xuanyue? ”

Ziqi nodded, without hesitation.

"That's it, to tell you the truth, I will investigate all the men related to Hua Xuanyue. So, you're no exception. But, for your sake, I can let you say it yourself. ”

If Xuan Lang investigates himself, how long will it take him to find out about his relationship with Li Wenhao?

Ziqi rubbed his fingers, looked at the teacup in front of him and said, "I am Li Ziqi, my ancestral home is Fujian, and I have been in business for generations. When he was ten years old, his mother died. It was also that year that I met my biological father, whom I had never met. But the relationship between father and son is not good, to be precise, there is only a monetary relationship between me and my father. He gave me money, and I called him father. ”

Xuan Lang laughed, "Why are you so serious?" ”

Suddenly, he thought of something, "Hey, you shouldn't have anything to do with Li Wenhao." ”

Breathing stopped, and his eyes opened suddenly. Ziqi clenched his wrist before he suppressed the confession that seemed to be about to break through his teeth.

"Just kidding," Xuan Lang laughed, "Zhao Qian, Sun Li, there are so many people with the surname Li." Besides, if you really have something to do with him, then the twenty-eight man still dares to blackmail you? ”

The tense nerves of the sub-stage finally relaxed, and they were completely relaxed.

"However, to be honest, if I were Hua Xuanyue, I would definitely choose you, who would let us get along."

Distorted logic, the child did not intend to correct him. He picked up the teapot and refilled himself with tea, and drank it in one gulp, suppressing his shock.

"Haven't found the white jade yet?" The sub-period changed the question.

Xuan Lang shook his head, "I can ask everything, I can't see anyone alive, I can't see a corpse when I die." ”

"I want him to live."

"Oh?" Xuan Lang listened freshly, "Bai Yu is gone, don't you have a better chance?" ”

"He's still alive, I like fair play."

If he dies like this, then in Xuan Yue's heart, there will always be a place dedicated to him. It was very uncomfortable, and I didn't like it.

At this time, the little cabbage broke in in a hurry, picked up the tea on the table and poured it into his stomach.

Xuan Lang leaned back in his chair and said with a smile, "Yo, reporter Bai Da has to be idle today?" ”

Xiao Cabbage pressed the empty cup on the table, looked at the handsome and lovely and somewhat delicate Young Master Li, frowned suddenly, stared at Xuan Lang and said, "I said, you really don't love women's makeup and men's makeup?" ”

Xuan Lang picked up the empty wine glass and threw it at the little cabbage, "Is there a right line?" Introduction, this plum period, Hua Xuanyue's suitor. ”

Hearing this, the little cabbage nodded deeply with a look of horror and admiration.

Ziqi looked at Xuan Lang puzzled.

Xuan Lang pointed to the little cabbage and said, "You can call him the little cabbage, now he is a reporter." Before, well, I was chased and beaten by my sister. My sister went to England when she was 19 years old, so she was beaten up to that time. ”

……

Wu Kuang sent good wine and food and beckoned them to enjoy themselves. The little cabbage is not polite, the sleeves are flicked, and most of the Fengyun vegetable rolls are wiped out.

Xuan Lang looked disgusted, "You haven't eaten for a few days?" ”

"I can't remember," the little cabbage nibbled the last shredded meat on the big pig's trotters, and finally burped, "I'm here today to say goodbye to you." ”

"Resignation? Where are you going? ”

"Set up my workshop in another place," the little cabbage wiped his oily mouth, "Shanghai Cha's strictness, I will support one, Li Wenhao's turtle grandson will serve me one, I will support one, and I will serve me a ......"

The person next to him was choked half to death by a sip of tea, and Xuan Lang and Xiao Cabbage looked at the eldest young master who had not spoken in surprise.

"It doesn't matter, right?" Xuan Lang asked as he picked up the coat that the cabbage was throwing around, and wiped the tea that he had spilled over in the middle of the period.

"My clothes!" The little cabbage snatched it up distressedly and glared at Xuan Lang, "I put a few items in Xinping Department Store and hang up your account." ”

Xuan Lang pressed his hand at the little cabbage, indicating that he understood. He patted the coughing sub-period, "You're not in a state today." ”

"I'm not in the state yet," the little cabbage checked the secret, suffering from nowhere to vent, "Hey, do you know? The honeymoon period of the southern and northern factions is coming to an end, and one of the two factions will be appointed as the head of the intelligence department set up by the Japanese in Shanghai. ”

The eyes of the sub-cough are red.

Xuan Lang looked at the little cabbage and made him vomit, "So what?" ”

"So, who has a better chance of winning, Wei Jing from the southern faction and Li Wenhao from the northern faction?" Little cabbage stared at them with shining eyes, "Who?" ”

"How do I know, I'm just a kid and never care about national affairs," Xuan Lang glanced at Ziqi, "What about you?" ”

Ziji didn't dare to look into the eyes of the little cabbage, "Me? I'm also a gentleman. ”

The little cabbage snorted, "You two are still honest and sincere, honest and honest." ”

Xuan Lang smiled, "What else are you missing, hurry up and buy it." Out of Shanghai, I can't give you a bill. ”

"Don't worry, I won't save you money."

Father is from the North! Ziqi couldn't help but clench the cup in his hand.

"Reporter Bai, in your opinion, who will take the position of minister between Wei Jing and Li Wenhao," Ziqi asked.

The little cabbage's words finally had an outlet, and he patted Ziqi's shoulder with emotion with a teachable expression, "Good question." ”

He lowered his voice, inexplicably creating a sense of mystery, "As far as I know, the Japanese army will move soon, and their target is the three eastern provinces. ”

The heart of the child fell to the bottom in an instant, and in this way, the father will become the ...... of the Japanese invasion of our people

"Lackey," Little Cabbage wiped his mouth, "Li Wenhao has a good chance of evolving into the top lackey of the Japanese devil!" ”