"Enter." The man's magnetic voice came from within.

Liang Yueying cautiously pushed open the door, but saw him sitting at his desk, his eyes fell on the official letter, and he dropped his official seal from time to time.

Seeing this sword-eyed and angular face again, I couldn't help but think of the warm storage that night, and my legs were a little weak.

"Big ...... Dashuai, Mr. Song. ”

Song Shishan didn't pay attention to it at all, and still ran his own business.

For a long time, I don't know how long I hung her in place, as if it was enough to punish her, I put down my pen and got up.

Loosening his muscles slightly, he walked up to her.

pinched her slender shoulders, and the big palms with distinct bones made her feel painful, and said in a cold tone:

"Woman, you still know to come back. Who gave you the courage to stir up a fire and dare to run no matter how extinguished it? ”

Liang Yueying snorted between her teeth, looking at the rude man in front of her, which was very different from Zhang Xicheng's gentleness.

Resist the discomfort and try to squeeze out a smile.

Song Shishan saw her reluctance, he didn't like embarrassing women the most in his life, so he let her go:

"Say! Find me something. ”

"Mr. Song, can you help me save someone?" Liang Yueying barely hesitated, and opened her mouth tentatively.

Song Shishan is interested in her being so straightforward, because he usually hates people who slap horses, talk nonsense, and waste their time.

"Huh?"

Liang Yueying swallowed, and seeing that he didn't veto, she had the courage to continue to say to herself: "I have an old friend who accidentally injured a foreigner by getting drunk. Now I am locked up in the patrol room, please ...... Ask Mr. Song to help with the activity. ”

Song Shishan is in a high position, so he doesn't have time to pay attention to the lace news of any play, and naturally he doesn't know the news that Boss Zhang was imprisoned for killing foreigners in Shanghai.

Seeing her nervous expression, a trace of displeasure flashed in her heart.

Although he wouldn't admit it, he still didn't want her to care more about others than he did.

But he didn't want to see her anxious, so he asked bluntly: "Who?" ”

Liang Yueying didn't hide it, so she said his name: "Zhang Xicheng, Boss Zhang." ”

"Huh?" Song Shishan laughed angrily, ripped off the two buttons on the collar of his military uniform, and spun around in place angrily.

I only felt that if she was shot and wounded in the battle of the border one day, she would not be so nervous.

really has a deep affection for that play.

Song Shishan gritted his back molars and asked angrily, "Why should I save him?" ”

Before Liang Yueying came, she didn't really think about how to convince him, and quickly let go of the coquettishness of those eldest ladies, and her tone was a little low: "If Mr. Song doesn't dislike it, I can give you a sum of money." ”

Song Shishan didn't know if she was naïve or didn't understand the power in her hands, but she had already spied on the little money in her hand, and she was afraid that she had touched a nail in the French Concession, so she thought of bribing herself.

sneered back mercilessly: "Don't you know, even if you give all the wealth of your Liang Family Tea House, it will not be enough for my entire army to eat a bowl of pork vermicelli." ”

Money? The last thing he lacks is money. If he needs to raise military salaries, he has all kinds of means.

And for him personally, money is nothing more than a tool. Nowadays, doing things in various provinces is just a matter of one sentence, and it is long past the age when you need to use money to make connections.

It was this woman who was so naïve that she thought that he was a slave to money like those peddlers and pawns.