Kim Hyun-jin left Tan Jing's apartment, but did not set foot in Sucheon's office. Tan Jing didn't know if he had listened to his words, if Jin Xianzhen could properly handle Yu Fangfei, then he was indeed a force that could be united.

It's just that when Yu Fangfei is settled, will he still stay in Binhai? Kim Hyun-jin seems to have stayed in China only for the sake of his sister, after all, they are siblings of the same mother.

It is really a miracle in the world that the siblings of the same mother and brother give birth to two completely different personalities.

The secretary opened the door of the office for Tan Jing, and the documents that needed him to pass had been sorted out, and a copy of today's work arrangement was placed on the top. He sat down at his desk, the scent of coffee wafting from the bone china mug on his right. It has only been a few days since he joined this office, but he has become completely accustomed to the excellent office environment and the life of having a secretary to serve him.

He was secretly frightened, feeling that he was going to be corrupted by these things outside of him, so he didn't touch the cup of coffee, but picked up the work arrangement at the top of the document and looked at it. The first was that the Co-Prosperity Association would issue licenses to a group of progressive businessmen, and that he would need to personally sign each license, followed by the organization of a rally and a telegram from the Synapsion, saying, "This is the most important thing in recent times, please talk about it." ”

He read the telegram attentively, put it on his left-hand side, and read it one by one, and finally a notice that because of financial constraints, the subsidy from the city hall would be suspended from this month. Tan Jing snorted lightly, the subsidy from the city hall was only given as a gift money of 300 when he took office, and it was given to him personally, not to the entire organization.

The license that needed to be signed by him had been sorted out and placed on his desk, and Tan Jing put aside the work arrangement, picked up a pen full of ink, and signed his name on the blank license, and the signed license was spread out on the table, waiting for the ink to dry. He signed them all and looked at the licenses that were spread all over the table, and the mimeographed words "Xingya Liangshang" on them were shining, looking serious.

After talking about the competition, he took out his name seal again, and the ink was on the table, he stood up and printed his name seal on the back of his signature one by one. The name of each license is blank and will not be distributed to the merchants until the name is filled in. This batch of licenses was issued to Chinese merchants, and the Japanese loved to do these superficial things, and round after round of goodwill activities were carried out in the occupied areas, but both sides knew what was hidden under the surface peace.

Wait, merchant? Goodwill activities? His hand suddenly stopped, remembering the "business" that Zhao Xiu came to talk to him about at the dinner.

Tan Jing opened the drawer and flipped through the phone book to find Zhao Xiu's number: "Boss Zhao has been very busy recently, did he find any project to make a fortune?" ”

"President Tan! Look at what you said," Zhao Xiu's voice on the phone sounded more polite than himself, and across a phone line and a distance of several kilometers, Tan Jing could almost "see" from his voice that he was smiling all over his face, "Haven't I been waiting for your call." ”

"I've got a batch of licenses here," Tan Jing said in a nonchalant tone, "Do you need it?" ”

"Ah, you've arrived." Zhao Xiu thought for a while and said slowly, "It seems that the first batch is about to set off...... Don't worry, it's just now, things can't be sold at a high price. ”

Tan Jing said a dull "um", and Zhao Xiu on the other end of the phone then spoke: "Thank you, President, hey, this matter is very tightly concealed by the Japanese, and I am also ......"

"Alright, Boss Zhao," Tan Jing interrupted him, "it's not something you can complain about. ”

He could almost imagine how Zhao Xiu would criticize him after hanging up the phone, but he didn't care. Zhao Xiu complained that the Japanese were hiding it tightly and made him waste a lot of effort, but what about the competition, he was carrying out the mission of the Xingya Academy, but the specific details of the mission could only be known through guesswork and outsiders.

The first scorpions in the darkness had already set off, but the cipher had not yet been deciphered, and the entire rear was like a sleeping fish on a board, helplessly waiting to be slaughtered.

He walked over to the window of his office, which was facing the busy street. The bookstore where the new liaison "Shan Shan" is located is open, but the front door is deserted, and a child in a foreign cloth robe squats at the door, pinching a book and taking a nap.

"When the top of the mountain arrives, there will be a sign of 'new to three' at the door, three new ancient books, three new magazines, and three new foreign books, remember, it must be the 'three books' sign, it is he who has arrived, asking for a meeting."

Boss Wang's words are still in his ears, but nothing is hung in front of the bookstore. Tan Jing deliberately wandered to the store when he got off work, patrolling the bookshelves, and the napping child in the afternoon was now lying listlessly behind the wooden counter, lazily flipping through a messy comic book.

He chose two books and stood between the wooden shelves and accosted the child: "Are you a buddy, or a shopkeeper?" ”

"Dude." The boy glanced up at him, and dragged on a rambling note, far less attentive than the guys in the other shops.

Tan Jing asked again: "What about the shopkeeper?" ”

"It's out." The boy replied that this time he didn't even look at him, but he didn't show impatience, maybe he was bored, so he was willing to talk to Tan Jing.

But his answer surprised Tan Jing, the shopkeeper of this store should be his liaison Shanshan, and Boss Wang clearly said that he would contact him as soon as he arrived in Binhai...... Could it be that the situation has changed, he didn't become a shopkeeper, he became a buddy?

"Out?" He repeated, "How many years have you shopkeepers been here?" ”

"It was only two days after I arrived," replied the man, "and it was someone else's shop before." ”

"What about you?" Tan Jing had a smile on his face, and he leaned against the wooden cabinet, looking relaxed and leisurely, as if he was chatting casually to pass the time.

"Me? I've been in this store since the last owner was here. The boy straightened up and looked a little proud, "I'm a deputy treasurer." ”

Tan Jingha laughed: "What a deputy shopkeeper, that little shopkeeper, let me ask you, how many people are under your control?" ”

The boy became frustrated again: "No one, I'm the only guy in the store." ”

Tan Jing was suspicious, this store was newly distributed, and it was obviously a move from the rear. But the top of the mountain has obviously arrived, why didn't he contact him for a long time, could it be that something happened?

He returned to the bookshelves and began to concentrate on everything that had happened around him. Ono Meidai didn't give him a special warning, the consulate should be safe and sound, but there is no other movement from the association and the newspaper, what can happen?

Before he could figure out why, the child on the counter suddenly became active, called "the shopkeeper", and greeted him outside the door. Tan Jing hurriedly hid himself in a corner with a good view and looked at the middle-aged man who walked in. He was fair-skinned, slightly chubby, wore a blue gown, and, like most scholars, wore a pair of round glasses on the bridge of his nose, with transparent lenses showing no signs of yellowing.

This is a pair of glasses, and he should not be short-sighted. Tan Jing thought to himself, this person's belly bulged slightly, and he walked with his shoulders leaning back, obviously the momentum of the superior, and the crowd was a little eye-catching, not like Lao Dao and Boss Wang, who looked like a poor person or a small citizen.

The middle-aged man didn't stop in the front room, he wiped his hands with a wet towel and walked to the inner room. The boy stopped him and said, "Shopkeeper, we have a guest." ”

The man didn't take it seriously, he didn't even stop, and said as he walked, "You greet a good guest." ”

This is also the habit of the superiors.

Is he really the top of the mountain? How could someone like that be sent up there to be a liaison?

After the door of the inner room was closed, Tan Jing walked out of the corner, put the two volumes in his hand on the counter, and prepared to check out and leave. The wooden door of the inner chamber was topped with a piece of glass, but a piece of cotton cloth hung flat behind the glass, and from his position he could see nothing.

He was full of questions, but he didn't talk to the boy anymore, and after settling the bill, he hurried away. There is an inner ghost in their line, and this speculation has come back to their minds, the inner ghost who wants to give himself to Zuo Boying, will it be this new liaison?