In the morning, they each went out to do their own things.
As soon as Mu Fu and Mu Cai arrived at the office, they discovered something was wrong with Zhou Conning.
The man was crying silently, not knowing what was going on.
Mu Fu has a heart that wants to do tasks, and she takes the initiative to stay close and care about her.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
"It's okay." Zhou Conning wiped away her tears: "I seem to have fallen in love with someone I shouldn't have."
"Don't like people you shouldn't like." Mu Fu said with a smile: "That kind of person will usually bring troubles to your life. I think you should think twice."
"But, this is the first time I like a man, and it won't be easy to give up."
"I'll help you with your morning class." Cai'er stood aside and comforted: "First think about why you think that person is someone you shouldn't like, and find out what are the advantages of liking him. Maybe you can
Help you find the appropriate answers.”
"Thank you Cai'er. It's a pity that your current ability is just to be a teaching assistant beside Professor Mu. You should be teaching students alone."
"My interest is not in this." Mu Cai stood beside her and stretched: "Researching medical technology is my ultimate goal. Professor Mu actually doesn't want to teach. He just made a promise to an old man, so he can't
If you don’t come, you can concentrate on teaching the class and doing research.”
"You are really getting more and more unruly." Mu Fu said with a smile: "You didn't eat the breakfast prepared by Aunt Xiang today, so the pile of buns on my table belongs to you."
"It's not that the beggar isn't here anymore, we habitually buy too much." Cai'er pursed her lips and said, "We'll go and see the injuries on his body after we've been busy for a while."
Mu Fu was so frightened that she blocked her mouth: "You should talk less and do more these days."
She nodded without knowing why. After her stomach was full and her IQ reached a high point, she finally understood the purpose of what the lady just said.
Tang Le is watching behind us, so we really have to be careful.
In the afternoon, in the office of the Military Commission Building.
Zhang Dong got some news and hurried to Liu Limao's office.
"Chen Bing is missing..."
"Isn't this something expected?" Liu Limao nodded.
"Those people on the 76th have not found his body yet." Zhang Dong looked a little proud.
"Even if those people found the people who died in Fengyue Place, they wouldn't dare to publicize them."
"I went out in the morning and received a signal from Li Xie. They have obtained the addresses. Then I cooperated and gave you the fuse."
"That's good. The longer this kind of thing is delayed, the more nightmares it will have. Today and tomorrow, these things will come to an end." Liu Limao closed the document: "Come out with me..."
"Don't you have nothing to do today?"
"Director Li has a diplomatic press conference and wants me to attend it for him." Liu Limao said with a smile.
"But you don't understand diplomacy. If you are asked to do this kind of thing, do you still want to prevent us from showing timidity in front of reporters?" Zhang Dong couldn't help complaining: "Obviously it is his own business, but he wants to hand over the facts to us.
Yes, this director is really good at it..."
"Well, the reason for doing these things is to tie us to a chariot. After all, when we are here, we always have to be dyed in their colors in order to do things for the organization."
Zhang Dong took his coat and opened the door: "Please."
The two walked out, and Gu Jinfeng, who was standing outside, stopped them.
"What's the matter with you? Why did you agree to that kind of thing?"
"We'll talk about it when I get back." He peeled off Student Gu's fingers and followed Zhang Dong out of here.
According to Liu Limao's tone, it seems that he did this voluntarily.
However, if you do this kind of thing too much, I'm afraid it will lead to assassinations from your own people...
Gu Jinfeng felt deeply worried. When he returned to his office, Secretary Wang brought a cup of coffee: "Please use it."
"I didn't stop you..."
"This kind of thing can't be stopped..." Secretary Wang felt that the person in front of him was a little naive: "I know you are careless when it comes to his affairs, but we are behind enemy lines now, and some things need to be considered in many aspects.
Only then can we take the next step.”
"I'm just worried that if I am assassinated by one of my own people, this matter may not end well."
"One of our own? He is now the deputy webmaster of the Shencheng site. Even if it is an assassination by one of our own, the order will probably be given by him." Secretary Wang smiled and said: "The site in this area of Shencheng is under your and his jurisdiction. The other areas are under your jurisdiction.
The webmaster will not execute such an order."
"Then if I stop him today, it won't affect anything." Gu Jinfeng said worriedly: "There are spies everywhere here. He said before that we should keep our distance to avoid being spotted."
"Yes, the most taboo thing here is forming cliques. It's easy to be blamed."
"Okay, when he comes back, I'll have a fight with him." Gu Jinfeng rolled his eyes.
"There's no need to make such a fuss..." Secretary Wang took his arm and said, "Don't cause trouble to others. Just stay calm and maybe they won't notice you."
He paused and continued: "It is better to be still than to move at this time. Your dead secretary has been exposed to others, so it is better to stay quietly."
"I got it." Gu Jinfeng slapped his hand away helplessly: "Then I'll stay here honestly. Anyway, there's a new person over there, so I don't have to personally supervise the completion of the task."
He held the coffee cup in his hand and put it in his mouth.
Secretary Wang shook his head: I hope I can protect you here...
In the evening, Liu Limao and he returned home.
The first thing he read was today's news paper. There was a section about the warehouse fire and explosion.
It seems that their matter has become...
"Fu'er, have you been busy at school lately?"
"It's okay. It's just that there is a female professor who has recently started to have a love interest. She wants me to enlighten her? Is there anything I can do? I haven't even recovered yet?" Mu Fu spread his hands and said, "Yes."
Why don't you help me think of a solution?"
"Don't worry about those people. I don't have anything to do these two days. How about I just go shopping with you in Shanghai?"
"I used to be interested in shopping, but now I don't have much time. Not many people know my knowledge of Western medicine. Basically, I can't go anywhere except on days off."
"Well, I'm still thinking that you are a little angry because I haven't been with you recently."
Mu Fu rolled his eyes at him: "You really don't tell the truth about anything you want to do. Since you are so free, go and see that guy. He is not ready to talk to me yet. I think he is
I’m ready to talk to you.”
After dinner, she stopped talking to anyone and went directly back to her room to rest.
"What's wrong? Have you made Madam angry again?" Aunt Xiang was surprised.
"It's okay, it's just a little fun between us."
The next day, Zhou Conning took a rest.
Their family has been practicing medicine for generations, so of course they have an outpatient pharmacy and so on.
No, I was assigned to hand out flyers in the square.
After all, when it comes to medical treatment, people in this era don’t need treatment as long as it’s not painful or itchy.
Her father mainly studies infectious diseases and has made some progress in this field.
Zhou Conning was handing out flyers alone in the square, while doctors from the clinic sat on the side of the square to help diagnose, diagnose and treat people who wanted to know their illness.
Wang Hongxin took some newly made clothes and went to the customer's house.
No, the two of them met.
"Why are you here?"
"I deliver clothes to the guests." Wang Hongxin pointed at her: "Are you here?"
"Our clinic has a free clinic today and asked me to distribute flyers to promote it." Zhou Conning restrained her smile: "What? Your business requires you to run errands in person?"
"It's not really my family, it's just that we live in a tailor shop, and customers often come to make clothes, so I run errands to deliver clothes to customers."
"Then who makes clothes?" His words aroused Zhou Conning's curiosity.
"Uncle Mao can do it. He often plays with various styles." Wang Hongxin waved the objects in his hand: "If you are not in a hurry, can we sit together and chat?"
"But I want to hand out leaflets..."
"Let me help you." He took off his clothes. The client's clothes were originally wrapped in silk cloth and placed them directly on his own clothes.
After all the procedures were completed, he picked up the flyers in Zhou Conning's hand and distributed them everywhere.
There is no way, since others have already moved, I have to finish sending these as soon as possible.
Not long after, the two of them were sitting on the edge of the square chatting.
"Why do you want to do those dangerous things?" Wang Hongxin asked.
"I knew you would ask." Zhou Conning smiled: "Your beliefs have changed recently and have begun to waver."
"Maybe I heard too much from Uncle Mao. He was a traitor from the Red Organization. Although he didn't do anything to harm his compatriots, I still heard some regrets from his words."
"Everyone has his own ambitions. If he really regretted it, he wouldn't still be on your side now."
"What about you? Why did you choose to join the red organization and do those dangerous things."
"At this critical moment of life and death, even a beggar is thinking about how to drive the Japanese out of the territory, and of course I am no exception."
"Your goals and ideals are too noble. The reason why I joined Uncle Mao's side is because I am poor." Wang Hongxin's words and expressions were a little lonely.
"What now?"
"Now, don't you know?" He changed his posture and leaned on the steps of the stairs: "Uncle Mao said that you have to follow your heart when doing things. I used to think that with Uncle Mao standing in front of me, I didn't have to think about anything.
.Now that Mr. Wang is here, some things have to be decided based on his expression."
"That's not a bad thing, is it? After all, every organization has its own discipline."
Wang Hongxin hesitated to speak: "Since you don't want to leave your organization, how about I join your organization?"