"What? Stay?! Li Shuhua held on to the security door, looked at Xiaoxian who was rubbing her hands outside the door in shock, and forgot to invite her to sit at the door. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zhuang Jianguo was eating, walked over with a rice bowl, and pointed at his wife with chopsticks: "It's all autumn and you still leave Xiaoxian outside?" Come in and sit down. Did Xiaoxian eat? Add a pair of chopsticks. ”

Li Shuhua hurriedly let Xiao Xian, who was wearing a big windbreaker, come in the door, and went to Zhang Luo with apologies. Xiaoxian leaned against the wall to change her shoes, her long hair poured down her shoulders, her bag slipped to the crook of her elbow, and she was caught by Zhuang Jianguo when she was about to fall to the ground.

The old man semi-forcibly snatched her bag, put a pair of slippers at her feet, turned around and hung the bag on the coat rack, and asked, "Did Xian Xian quarrel with the family?" Don't have a place to live? ”

Xiaoxian said: "No, the task force refuses to change the guard, I ......"

"What troops?" Li Shuhua stood at the door with the bowl and looked at Xiaoxian blankly. Xiaoxian lifted her long hair, looked at her aunt, choked in her throat, and suddenly feared that words like "assassination" and "security" would scare the old lady, so she changed her words in a hurry and said: "My apartment has been bulldozed into a training base, and I can't rent a new house, so I come over to sleep for a few days." ”

"Why don't you go home?" Zhuang Jianguo dupliously dragged Xiaoxian to sit down at the square table, waved his hand to let his wife serve the meal, and listened to the truth and reality.

"I, I had a fight with my father." Xiao Xian held the rice, carefully holding the chopsticks, and her eyes drifted around: "It's the same as fire and water." ”

Zhuang Jianguo kindly poked the vegetable plate with chopsticks and persuaded her to eat more: "Zhuang Yan went on a mission and didn't come back for the time being, you can come and play casually this time." When the anger is gone, go home and talk to your father. There are no parents in the world who deliberately embarrass their children, and everything can be compromised, which I have experienced too deeply. ”

At the funeral, Li Shuhua met Zhuang Yan and told Zhuang Jianguo of Zhuang Yan's secret identity. When his biological son was recovered, Zhuang Jianguo was suddenly more magnanimous than the priest, and he did not require his son's work, degree, income, or achievements. After experiencing the threshold of life and death, Zhuang Jianguo has seen through the red dust, the six roots are pure, and there are no vulgar things in his eyes, only the inheritance of incense.

That's why he was able to say this with deep emotion. There is nothing more appropriate than to live seriously.

Xiaoxian choked in her throat, and suddenly her diet was tasteless, and her chopsticks were bitten out of her teeth. Her father was apparently more severe than Zhuang Jianguo, not only refusing to give an inch on the issue of the "Great Wall of Economy" proposal, but also ordering her to be hastily engaged in exchange for a peaceful transition of military power.

She thought of her father's long-cherished sigh: "Your marriage has dragged on for four years, and the military power has been held by that person for another five years." You shout that a woman has had a few marriages in her life to be ruined, so how many five years does the Privy Council of State have to squander? You, you. ”

The sighs were all reproaches, which made Wei Dongxian's heart fall to the ground, thinking about the difficulties, staring at the dishes, and her eyes were so hazy that she didn't even recognize the green peppers and eggplants.

Zhuang Jianguo's sigh floated in her ears again: "If Zhuang Yan is here, I may be able to chat with you for a few words." It's a pity that we can't get in touch with him, this kid is elusive, and it's thankful that he can go home once a month. Zhuang Jianguo also misses his son.

Li Shuhua tugged on Zhuang Jianguo's sleeve next to him: "Thank God that my son is not dead, don't take an inch." ”

Zhuang Jianguo nodded, squinted and took a sip of wine.

"You have to be fed. I'll go clean up the bed in the guest room, put hot water in it, and you can sleep after washing. After Li Shuhua learned that Zhuang Yan was not dead, she was much more attentive to Xiaoxian, more thoughtful than the hotel foreman, and couldn't wait to care for every pore.

Xiao Xian bit her chopsticks and nodded, revealing the restraint of a new treasure. She thought it would be embarrassing, but she didn't expect it to be as smooth as a train entering the station, without the slightest sense of disobedience.

"Do you have a connection with Zhuang Yan? Ask him to call home more when he is free. Zhuang Jianguo slowly accompanied Xiaoxian to eat, squinting at her, knocking on the side.

Xiaoxian shook her head, poked the pine rice with chopsticks, picked up a ball and put it into her red lips to chew it carefully, then raised her head and shook it up, carried the black light on the face of the melon seeds behind her ears, looked at Zhuang Jianguo seriously and said, "I can't contact him, he is here to pry me." You have to understand that his phone calls will be tracked by others, which is very troublesome. When the mission is over, he will definitely rush home without delaying for a second. ”

"Hmm." Zhuang Jianguo turned his head to look at the wall, and thousands of thoughts pressed in his heart.

Suddenly, the dining table shook slightly, and the buzz of an electric drill was faintly heard under the floor.

"What's going on?" Zhuang Jianguo frowned and looked at the floor.

Xiao Xian held her chopsticks, tilted her head and listened for a second, knowing that the special service force had bought the daily rental house below, and began to modify the line and lay the highest defense system, she hurriedly squinted her beautiful eyes, and prevaricated with a smile: "Maybe decorate." ”

Zhuang Jianguo muttered: "What else is the decoration of the daily rental house, a waste of money." Little did he know that under his slippers were the Republic's most elite security forces, which were equipped with more expensive equipment than a building.

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The next day, snowflakes of instructions were sent to the Central Bank and the Department of Finance.

In the headquarters building of the central bank standing in Lingyun, there is a chessboard-like office hall, the telephone on the table rings one after another, the royal blue suit girl holding the document hurriedly shuttles between the snow-white desks, and countless anxious men in suits tear their suffocating ties, tilt their heads to hold the phone, and prop up the table and shout gracelessly: "You read that right, this is the order!" France's national debt has been dumped, and the fund has been withdrawn at the same time, which must be completed before five o'clock this afternoon, and three billion francs are all polished, and not a single one is needed! ”

For the first time, the working atmosphere at the headquarters of the central bank has surpassed that of the securities center, and no one can work calmly, and all of them are hoarsely reprimanding their colleagues on the other side of the ocean: "I don't care how much effort you have spent to get together the 51% equity, the important thing is whether you can sell all the shares in one meal!" ”

"That's right, what if the Treasury is crazy? This is not a consultation, this is a notice! Can't you just do it?! The impatient man began to slap the table, shaking the paper.

"You can figure it out, this is not an escape from the French market, this is a rescue of state-owned capital! Stop discounting bills immediately, use foreign exchange to bid for gold, buy rare earths, buy anything! In short, by five o'clock, all capital was withdrawn from France! ”

As the staff gave the orders hoarsely, a young man with a straight face, clutching a bundle of newspapers, sped across the bustling hall to a frosted glass wall. Behind the glass wall are bright floor-to-ceiling windows, with luxurious tables, chairs, sofas and figures, and the office door is embedded with a gold-encrusted door sign that reads "President's Office".

The young man knocked lightly on the door, and when he dodged in, the majestic man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window turned his head to greet him, and casually ripped off the blinds.

The frosted glass walls were suddenly obscured by bamboo-colored shutters.

"Director Liang, make a long story short." Governor Su closed the window and looked down at his watch: "I have a meeting at seven o'clock." His temples are white, but his thick black hair is fixed with hairspray, and his slightly old round face has the wisdom of an elder and the sharpness of a prime of life. (To be continued.) )