"Thank you, Mayor, for your cultivation." Qi Weimin spoke very artistically. He followed Lin Xiao's previous sentence with the meaning of the latter sentence. Even if it is hard work, you have to think of it as cultivation.
A secretary's life style.
Lin Xiao said nothing, knowing that Qi Weimin had not finished speaking.
"When I go to the newspaper office, do I have to represent someone else?" Sure enough, Qi Weimin asked cautiously.
"What do you think?" Lin Xiao asked back.
Qi Weimin pondered for a moment and said, "I understand."
"Did you study abroad directly?" Lin Xiao continued the topic of inquiry.
"No, I was logging with my parents in the Xiaoxing'an Mountains. I felt that there was no future for me, so I ran out when I was fifteen years old. I wanted to join the army."
"Have you found the army you want to join?" Lin Xiao asked as he ate another piece of braised pork and chewed it.
"I think I found it. But when our battalion commander Guo saw that I was young and had passed the recruit training, he sent me to study. At that time, a group of trainees were about to be sent to Northeastern University for cadre training, so I went with them.
I was the youngest in our class. After studying for one year, I was sent to Japan.
Studying abroad." Qi Weimin felt that he had said everything, so he just wanted to be happy and told all his uncomplicated experiences. Of course, he still couldn't say the complicated things that shouldn't be said. Even if Lin Xiao could
If you guess it, but don’t say it yourself, it means you don’t have it.
"Why didn't you study military affairs?"
"Oh, our batch majored in finance and so on, not military."
Lin Xiao just said "Oh" and didn't ask any more questions.
Qi Weimin hesitated and asked, "Mayor, I'll go to the newspaper office later. Do you have anything else to explain?"
Lin Xiao was probably full, so he put down his chopsticks and leaned on the back of his chair, "Let's do it with the camera. This Li Zhongtian is not an ordinary person. His original name was Li Changli, and he was known as the 'Knife and Pen'. I think back when Mr. Zi Buyu sent his troops to the north.
, wrote a lot of very important things
Commentary on current affairs, known as "A pen in Changli can defeat a hundred thousand troops", which shows its power. However, I was studying abroad at that time and did not catch up. His writings were also read one after another when I came back. If I can find it
, you should also read it, it should be enlightening."
Qi Weimin knew that Lin Xiao's background introduction was just to make him pay attention to his attitude. One was that the deceased was the most important, and the other was that the ancestors were the most important.
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Mu Tian called two guardians and drove Lu Zhiqiang, who was almost drunk, back to Wantoubang, and told him to deliver it home and give it to his wives. Because he judged that Lu Zhiqiang had at least four small yellow croakers in his bag.
There may be six more. If he makes a mistake on the road and loses his life and wealth, then his remaining eight wives will definitely tear themselves apart.
In his judgment, Mrs. Jiu is easier to deal with, because she still retains a trace of romance. Women who have lost their romance are the worst and most difficult to deal with, because they have also lost their outlook on life.
Mu Tian sent Lu Zhiqiang away and asked for a rickshaw to go back to the detective agency. He wanted to take a look at the information about Qi Weimin that he bought for four gold bars.
When Yingzi saw him coming back, she blinked eagerly, "You've been drinking, too much?"
"I didn't drink too much. Give me the documents you brought back." Mu Tian just felt a little sleepy. Jiang Xinyi was right. He had gone too far last night. This is all Pique's fault. He always wanted to be formal in everything.
It has to be like a big battle.
"When will you decompose it for me next time?" Yingzi didn't forget to ask when she handed him the envelope. He suddenly thought of Lu Zhiqiang's ninth wife. What would happen if Yingzi encountered such a thing?
"Where is Mr. Lu? Is he gone? Is his full-time ninth aunt really Shushu?"
"real."
"Has she really met the White House gang?"
"Is this what it looks like now?"
"It's so awesome to expose the White Party. Shushu is a celebrity who has seen the world."
"And you?"
"What's wrong with me?"
"Meet the White House Party?"
"Don't be kidding me. How could I meet someone who was trying to expose the White House?"
"Feng Ruyun, you just met your wife."
"You said that the prince is trying to break up the White House? This is even more outrageous! That's called love, okay?!"
"Love? You have to know that things happen in stages. Love is the prelude to breaking up the white party. Remember my words, you will not suffer in the future, and you won't have to look for you all over the world one day."
"Hi, you are a detective, are you serious?"
"It's time for me to go to the newspaper office. There are two people missing here. Please keep an eye on me and don't let Lin Xiangyun show up." Mu Tian said to Yingzi seriously.
Yingzi felt that this person was acting too strange today and must have drank too much.
Mu Tian didn't drink too much, but he still smelled of alcohol.
He rushed to the mourning hall, asked Yao Lishun to take back his mourning clothes, and stood at the head of the row of "family members" in mourning.
Hu Ti, who had been replacing him, stepped back. Ji Ruoxi wrinkled her nose and handed a piece of Corning candy across the two of them. Mu Tian took it with a smile and waved thanks.
As soon as he stuffed the candy into his mouth, a middle-aged man in a kimono had already walked up to him and stretched out his hand, but the man's square face seemed to be covered with question marks.
Mu Tian hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold it.
"Please express my condolences and accept the change." The middle-aged man in kimono spoke in pure Northeastern Chinese dialect, "Who are you, Mr. Li, wearing hemp and mourning here? As far as I know, he has no heirs."
"I am Mutian, Mr. Li's disciple."
"Protégé?"
"There is a saying in China that once you are a teacher, you will always be a father. I am just talking about my filial piety, and I would like to say goodbye to Mr. Li. Thank you for coming to express your condolences. I dare to ask your name."
"Otani Shengji, old friend of Li Lao." Otani Shengji said still full of sorrow.
"Thank you again for coming. Please rest in the side room."
In the morning, the mourning hall accepted condolences from the public, which was relatively simple. In the afternoon, relatives and friends came one after another, and a special entrance for relatives and friends was separated with a black ribbon.
A guest book and a blue and white porcelain plate for receiving gift money were placed next to it. Next to it was a side hall for relatives and friends to rest, and a thank-you banquet was prepared in the evening.
Perhaps because of his instinctive dislike of kimonos, his original bow turned into a nod. Muten stretched out his hand to signal Otani Seiji to go to the side hall. Otani Seiji bowed slightly and thanked him, turned around and walked towards the side hall.
When Mu Tian saw Otani Sheng'er walking into the side hall, he motioned Hu Ti to stand in his seat and went over to give Ji Ruoxi a hand.
Ji Ruoxi left the "family" team with Mu Tian, which was a bit baffling.
Even more puzzling was Mu Tian, "What's going on?"
"Are you talking about Otani Shengji? He is Li Laoli's classmate in the United States, and he is also a close friend. My father sent him a telegram as soon as possible yesterday. He caught the train back overnight. He was giving lectures in Peiping, and he was going to go there next time.
From Chengdu. As soon as I heard the news, I rushed over."
"It turns out that Mr. Li also has a close friend from Japan." Mu Tian said to himself.
"Otani Seiji is also a professor at Shanghai Tongwen College and a visiting professor at several universities. He mainly talks about international politics. The important thing is that he is Otani Hidemi's father."
"What did you say? Hidemi Otani?"
"Yes, Hidemi Otani, Seiji Otani is his father."
"Uninvited guest." Mu Tian muttered to himself again.
"What did you say?" Ji Ruoxi didn't hear clearly what Mu Tian was saying.
"Do you think Ouyang Hui will come?" Mu Tian did not answer Ji Ruoxi, but followed his own train of thought and asked.
"She will come after seeing the news in the newspaper. She is very familiar with Mr. Li, and they were clamoring to recognize him as a teacher some time ago."
"That means Hidemi Ohtani will also come."
"Probably. Hasn't he always played the role of a flower protector? He will definitely follow at this time." Ji Ruoxi said inferring.
"Did you know? Hidemi Otani's mother is coming too!"
"What? From Japan?"
"Yes, Osaka. I saw the residence document Hidemi Otani applied for for his mother in the patrol room."
"Japanese people still need to apply when they come here?" Ji Ruoxi was a little confused. When did this wave of GNY applicants apply?
"He is applying for a concession in France. Live with him! We'll arrive in the next two days."
Ji Ruoxi became silent. She really had no reason to comment on her best friend's love affair. However, seeing Mu Tian anxious about his brother, she couldn't do anything but follow her worries.
Damn, this is the time to meet the parents-in-law. How can this make my brotherhood so embarrassing?!
No, no! No! Absolutely not!!!
Mu Tian howled in his heart.
He was spinning in circles almost wildly.
He wants to do something, he must do something!
Ji Ruoxi looked at him blankly, feeling at a loss.
"Don't be like this. They are adults and will handle it. Trust them."
Mu Tian suddenly stopped and stared at Ji Ruoxi with red eyes. At that moment, what he was thinking in his mind was that no matter what he did, my brother must not be harmed.