Kant, with a gorgeous hair, held up the glasses frame with his hands, looked at Lu Bicheng's twisting waist when he left, and his expression could not be said to be excited or complicated.

As a senior figure in the Far East, everyone knows the details of this woman, but no one picks up this layer of gauze. The words just now proved that she was a thorny rose placed outside by Yang Qiushi. Although many people want to taste the taste of a thorny rose on the bed, even Kant is not good.

But if this woman refuses, no one dares to use force. In fact, although she is so coquettish, she has never heard of anyone who can enter her residence in Shanghai, and even the guard circle around her cannot get close to it.

Of course, Kant has completely lost the intention to taste roses now.

Five hundred thousand workers! Perhaps there is an army that escorts and protects workers! God, if he is right, does he know that Yang Qiu is actually ready to join the agreement and send troops to Europe? Kant took a deep breath. He actually studied the young strong man and found that every time he spoke and did things, he had a very clear purpose. Even if he couldn't see it in a short time, he would only know that everything in front was paving the way for the future after another thing happened.

It's like he purchased six submarines and a large number of weapons from Germany before the Northern Expedition to unify the country. It seemed to be preparing to defeat the Beiyang, but after the Sino-Japanese War broke out, everyone realized that he had started to consider this war a few years ago. So the young man's mind was deep and terrible, as if he could see through the future! For example, at the National Social Conference, he neither chose not to reach the top, but did not reject his heart, and released a strong political signal, "I will come, but not now. You can wait slowly, don't plan to turn over in the next few decades." This strong man's political signal undoubtedly tells everyone that he is preparing to extend his political career indefinitely.

Such a purposeful young man suddenly let his lover send a signal that was enough to ecstasy for France. Is it a good or a bad thing? And his condition was to enter the Neizhi (Saudi Persian Gulf region, the Foreign Zhi was called Saudi Arabia near the Red Sea region, and at that time.) to obtain two deserts and oil extraction rights. This is undoubtedly teasing the nerves of the Western world, because it was the traditional sphere of influence of the British Empire, and even France rarely participated.

Kant gently shook the wine glass in his hand. Neizhi was not a British colony, but just a sphere of influence. Although the Ibn Saudi family had a good relationship with the UK, they were not without differences. Therefore, with France's ability, it was no problem to give Huachen Petroleum Company two deserts that might have nothing. Even if oil was found, it was no problem. In the final analysis, it was a question of whether the exchange of interests was equal and whether it was worth it!

A half hundred thousand laborers, a force entering Europe in the name of protection, exchanged for two deserts, is really heartwarming.

When Kant frowned, was it worth completing this transaction through some methods, Lu Bicheng, who was in the car, had long lost his appearance. His face suddenly became cold, his eyebrows were slightly frowned and his red lips were confined. She didn't understand why Yang Qiu suddenly sent power to Europe in this way, and he could guarantee that there was oil in the Neizhi Desert? If not, wouldn't everything be useless? If it was not good, he would sacrifice his political image in vain.

Even she didn't realize that the thing she feared the most was Yang Qiu's image.

In the night, the car drove back along Sima Road. When passing an intersection, the car suddenly had its headlights and the dazzling lights shone on Lu Bicheng and the driver's bodyguards were all nervous. When they pulled out their submachine guns, there were thunderous figures in the light.

"Thunder! He."

"Sir, waiting for you at home." Lei Meng did not dare to neglect Lu Bicheng, so he quickly opened the car door for her. After taking care of the driver, Lu Bicheng changed his car and quickly arrived at a two-story western-style villa next to Jiangnan Group. She was very familiar with this place. Not only did this house and surrounding buildings belong to the industry of Jiangnan Shipbuilding Group, Yang Qiu stayed here every time he came to Shanghai. Once something happened, he would not only get the support of the factory security team, but also two planes could be used in the factory.

After entering the house, Yang Qiu was lying on a rattan chair to read a book when he saw him, Lu Bicheng rushed into his arms. Since she had a chance to meet in Tianjin for one night, she has found that she had been deeply impressed by him. His means, talent and shoulders of courage to take responsibility for the country made her willingly deal with businessmen from all over the country to do some business that he was unable to come forward.

"Thanks a lot."

The cheongsam and white silk shawl wrapped the ** in my arms very attractively, and the tentacles were even more tender and fragrant. Looking at her arms, she thought of this beautiful and charming intellectual woman in the parallel world. Now she needs to deliberately dress up and show her out for herself, dealing with the tigers and wolves to bring back the urgently needed funds and mechanical equipment. Yang Qiu felt a little guilty.

Lu Bicheng raised his head, a trace of resentment flashed through his beautiful eyes and turned his eyes white. Yang Qiu stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to send his red lips.

The temperature in the room rises rapidly.

Men and women who have broken through the last layer are more likely to be moved. In less than a moment, the floor was filled with their clothes and trousers. The large incandescent lamp lights projected in the back of the curtains, two *** are entangled and lingered on the bed. The snow-white chests are constantly changing shapes between the big hands. Whenever their teeth gently touch the erect cranberries, the delicate body under them will tremble slightly and the neck shrinks. Yang Qiu likes this feeling. Lu Bicheng has a very sensitive physique. Every time she touches, she will touch her bed sheets tightly or hold her tightly and she will not let go. Her flat belly, her waist, plump hair and smooth legs can always burst out with unimaginable power when she is in love, catering to the violent impact.

In a low and seductive moan, the movements of the two finally stopped. Yang Qiu moved his body and just wanted to come out, but he was suddenly clamped. Lu Bicheng panted and pulled out a scarf from under the pillow to wipe away his sweat. He wrapped his legs around the tiger's waist with his charming eyes, and said angrily: "I want to leave so soon, is Miao Luo coming?"

There is no woman in the world who is not jealous. Even though the relationship between the two was still active, she could feel the strong sour smell in her words whenever she talked about Miao Luo and Yang Qiu. She smiled and slapped her buttocks. After yelling, she picked up a piece of pink meat with her fingers and smiled: "Luoer went to Hankou to cut the ribbon for Hubei Women's School. This time she was going to see you." I heard that she was going to see her, Lu Bicheng's thin eyebrows brought a hint of joy, but she deliberately slapped the big hand that was doing evil in her hand, and the sour smell was not diminished: "Did Luoer think of me when she is not here? Isn't there Boss Rui there?"

Yang Qiu smiled and didn't answer. Not long ago, Miao Luo took the initiative to mention Rui Yao's incident to him, so it would be bad to deny it now. Lu Bicheng had actually vaguely guessed something. But she was a smart woman. Since he didn't mention it, he would never ask too much. He asked him to quit his legs and deliberately twisted his plump *** to him, gently twisted his plump *** into the bathroom. I have to admit that it was so comfortable to deal with a woman like her who was smart and elegant, literary and elegant. She could always show her most seductive parts and capture the man's.

Looking at the door deliberately opened in the bathroom, Yang Qiu leaned against the edge of the bed, he didn't expect that he would have an underground sibling relationship in his life, and his partner was a famous female talent.

Lu Bicheng walked out barefoot in a bathrobe, and Yang Qiu's smile like a child made her a little crazy. Only those women beside him knew that this man who seemed to be handsome and powerful in his hands and even arrogant was actually very childish, serious, stubborn, funny, naughty, and always had endless energy in bed. He had never cared about other people's ideas since the beginning, and he never trusted the so-called political partners, he just kept his head stubbornly sticking to his ideas, and used his own way to change the people around him.

After picking up a small bag with her, taking out a cigarette and lit it, she handed it to Yang Qiu. After Lu Bicheng squeezed his plump body back into his arms, he asked about the matter of the National Social Council not long ago: "Well, why don't you take this opportunity to go on stage?"

"What can I do when I go to the stage? Will I take you to Europe and the United States to be the Yugong after ten years?" Yang Qiu never concealed his heart in front of Lu Bicheng because he knew that this woman would not talk too much. He frowned in the flashing cigarette butts: "I need time, not five or ten years, but at least thirty years!"

The words of Yang Yang and unconcealed made Lu Bicheng's body tremble slightly. During this period, the outside world always had different opinions on why Yang Qiu did not serve as the president. Some said that he had a lofty mind and was not for his own selfishness, some said that the country and society were not peaceful, and they needed to settle those "revolutionary veterans" in this way. Some said that he was too selfish and tried to hide behind the scenes with the power of the party, treating the country as private property. But when he said it himself, he was still afraid of this thought.

Taking the country as for individual control for at least thirty years! How terrible it takes to have such crazy ideas! More importantly, he could not avoid the two major obstacles of the Republic of China Constitution and the parliamentary system that laid the foundation of the Republic of China, so he came up with parties to circumvent these constraints. She even thought that if it weren't for the fact that he started his business with the revolution and was afraid of losing the most important foundation of overthrowing the imperial power, he might have a new emperor in this country now! Is this the sorrow of the country or political ambition? Lu Bicheng couldn't explain it clearly. But she still believed in this man because he only said thirty years instead of a lifetime! It means that the seed of republican democracy in his heart has not been completely abandoned. But why did he insist on watching the country for so many years? And his words are so firm and unquestionable.

Yang Qiu held a cigarette and looked deep in the smoke. He knew the thoughts of the woman with a delicate heart around him, and also knew how shocking the way he wanted to go. He hugged her arm tightly and his voice was low: "It's ridiculous. If Sun Wu hadn't forced me to lose power to guard Wusheng Pass, I'm afraid I wouldn't want to play politics until now. If I had a choice, I would rather choose to be a pure soldier."

Lu Bicheng's contact lenses were shining tightly. Sun Wu and the Democratic Party used the incident of destroying the Liu brothers in Jingshan during the small Northern Expedition, forcing him to resign and go to Wusheng Pass to fight the war, but only now know that the incident had such a great impact on him! It can be seen that the series of suppression and strangulation of the Democratic Party should have originated from this. Yang Qiu's words also sighed: "I thought a lot since that day. Do you know why the Democratic Party was completely different before and after the revolution, and why did the Beiyang collapse so quickly?"

Before getting an answer, Yang Qiu squatted out the cigarette butts: "Actually, this is not their fault, but a mistake that our generation, or even generations, will make!"

This sentence made Lu Bicheng sit up suddenly, and even forget that his bathrobe slipped down and revealed his smooth body, staring at him in horror. Looking at her eyes, Yang Qiu smiled: "My words are too much? But it is a fact. The Eight Banners entered the pass and foreign races were rampant, castrating civilizations and tampering with historical books, hundreds of years of slavery education and policy of closing the country, we Han and even Manchus themselves have long lost the people who have broad vision! Even if those martyrs and predecessors rushed to Europe to learn from the West, they still could not wash away the decay and decline in their bones. So once they were in power, they would definitely think that they would be the ascension of the chickens and dogs, even if they were wearing the cloak of republic and democracy, they were still emperors and thoughts.

Chen Sheng and Wu Guang's words "The emperors, generals and ministers are peaceful and have a kind of experience" misled generations of Chinese people. The prosperity of the idea of ​​the heroes in the Warring States Period was no longer visible. Confucianism imprisoned people's thinking, while the Legalists and other schools that should have been carried forward were in name only because of the existence of aristocrats and privileges.

This land has no republic soil! No!"

Yang Qiu slowly walked to the window, looking at his well-proportioned back, Lu Bicheng suddenly felt that he was so far away from him, and the man's eyes were even more unmatched. It seemed that he was motivated by his words, Yang Qiu sighed again: "I don't like emperors and dictatorships. Privileges will cause unimaginable destruction and magnanimity. The country is the people's, and should not become private property. But I can't do it now! If you don't change education, you won't have to be used as a test field for several generations, don't let the concept of republic deeply rooted in people's hearts, and don't establish perfection and legal majesty that everyone needs to abide by, then even if we establish it, it will collapse sooner or later! No one has walked this road, let alone help me. Although I have never been a qualified politician, I still want to try it."

Lu Bicheng walked gently behind and pressed his warm body tightly behind Yang Qiu: "That's why you deliberately suppressed the Democratic Party and drove Sun Yixian away, exposed Yuan Shikai to destroy Beiyang, and used victory to attract the hearts of the people. He was also preparing to send workers to Europe to learn technology by borrowing the lack of manpower in Europe. But why did I come forward? I also have to send troops to enter in the name of security guards? Do you think Britain and France can change their attitude after sending troops to help them fight? If they win, they will be more arrogant!"

"I need time and also need to prepare for the future." Talking to a smart woman is really simple. Yang Qiu smiled and said, "Parliament is an obstacle that I can never avoid. You can avoid it by letting you come forward in the form of a civilian. As for sending troops, it is still early, but I will definitely give out this soldier! Even if there is no excuse, I will find an excuse! You must remember that our nation is not isolated. Since the center of the world is in the Atlantic Ocean, then don't continue to deceive yourself with the lies of the Celestial Kingdom! If you don't actively participate in cruel competition, the people and the country will never understand the jungle rules of the country, and you will not understand what a republic is!"

"Are you not afraid of becoming a national sinner after failure? Are you not afraid of being spit on others for thousands of years?"

"I'm afraid, but I have confidence!"

"Madman." Lu Bicheng moved to his face, looked at the pair of persistent and shiny eyes in the dark, grabbed his hand and bit it hard. Yang Qiu laughed, and suddenly pulled her body over and pressed it on the windowsill, letting her plump *** rise high and then hit it fiercely. He listened to the moving gentle moan in his ears and said softly: "I am a madman, can I go crazy with me?"

The answer to him was to whimper and sway his round hips lightly.

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