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Chapter 40 Chapter 40

For the Murong family, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month is much grander than New Year's Eve.

If New Year's Eve is the reunion day of each family, then the fifteenth day of the first lunar month can be said to be the reunion day of Murong Zhai, especially after the death of Murong Yu in Murong Ling's Fuqing.After Murong's house was rebuilt, the children of these servants who were recruited again were not a few years younger than Murong Ling, so facing this little boss who was gentle and gentle to everyone was very distressing, even though Murong Ling gave them a holiday in the first month of the new year On the [-]th, everyone will come back before the [-]th day of the first lunar month to cook a sumptuous meal to thank the owner for his care this year.For so many years, even if there are personnel changes, it has not changed, and now it has become a tradition of the Murong family.

As long as the servants come back, the whole mansion will be lively. When they go out to eat food brought from their hometown, everyone will show their talents and make their own special dishes. Some need to start preparing several days in advance, so it is very lively.Murong Ling himself has no objection to this, as long as there is no danger, they can let them make trouble.

On the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, Qian Shucheng went to the study room with nothing to do, and stared at Murong Ling who was working intently with a smile on his face.

"What's the matter?" Murong Ling looked away from the computer screen helplessly.

Qian Shucheng looked at the computer curiously: "You gangsters also need computers for office work?"

"Otherwise? Just go out and chop with a knife?" Murong Ling leaned back, the corners of his mouth were squeezed together coldly, his eyes narrowed dangerously, and Qian Shucheng was about to be frozen to death, "We gangsters will also Keep up with the times."

Qian Shucheng was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand how he could provoke him with just a joke, and if he kept pace with the times, he would be caught by the times, what's there to be angry about?

He hadn't turned this corner in his mind when he heard a 'puchi' sound.

Qian Shucheng suddenly lifted the meat, looked at the person behind the table who was smiling very happily, and instantly knew that he had been fooled.

"I said." Qian Shucheng pulled his face, lowered his head slightly, rolled his eyes and looked at Murong Ling, the word "displeased" was clearly engraved on his face, "How boring are you, just kidding me?"

Murong Ling waited for a while before sitting upright again, coughed twice and said, "Tell me, what can you do with me?"

Qian Shucheng hummed twice to express his dissatisfaction.

Murong Ling raised his eyes, signaling that he had something to say quickly, otherwise he would be busy.

Qian Shucheng leaned forward unwillingly, his eyes flickered unnaturally: "Would you like to go out for a stroll?"

Murong Ling raised his eyebrows.

Qian Shucheng picked at his fingers, glanced awkwardly, and said, "Do you have plans for the fifteenth day of the first lunar month?"

Murong Ling: "I don't have any plans, just have a meal with everyone at home, what's the matter?"

Qian Shucheng was surprised: "The people in the whole house?"

Murong Ling didn't say anything, just looked at Qian Shucheng like this, guessing what kind of demon he was going to be.

Qian Shucheng pondered, no wonder the servants have been so busy in the past few days, and the suppliers have sent a lot of ingredients alone.

"Since there's nothing else, shall we eat early and go out for a walk together?"

Murong Ling folded his hands on his chest: "What's the matter with you?"

Qian Shucheng: "It's okay, so I can't ask you out?"

Murong Ling sneered, and then continued to reply to the unfinished email just now.

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Standing on the bustling street, Murong Ling looked so out of place, laughing and laughing as he passed by even though he never stayed.He took a deep breath, and the warm and cold air rushed into his lungs, and the clear breath smelled good.

Qian Shucheng was the first to leave the door after lunch, and the original reunion dinner was changed from evening to noon. The two made an appointment to meet at the square next to Chengyue Trading at 6:[-] pm.He didn't know what Qian Shucheng's purpose was for calling him out, but it was true that he hadn't gone shopping like this for a long time.

The streets on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month turned out to be so lively. Vendors selling balloons, candied haws, and various small toys pass by. The voices of children calling their mothers are so pleasant in such a festive square.

Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he saw a man in a black hoodie in the southeast corner, looking straight at him with a cigarette in his mouth.Murong Ling put his hands in his pockets and smiled, looking back unabashedly.

I saw the man crush the cigarette butt in his mouth to the trash can beside him, gestured his middle finger to himself, said a few words silently, and then turned around and walked towards a place where there were few people. Obviously, he was trying to attract people. Go by yourself.

Murong Ling stood still, watching the man disappear into the small alley at the corner of the street.At this time, his mobile phone beeped, and Qian Shucheng's text message was sent over in due time.

'Brother, I'm sorry, I'm stuck with things here, and I may not be able to arrive when, see if there are any coffee shops around, wait for me, if you can't wait, go home first, I will go back and apologize to you. '

Murong Ling didn't show any displeasure at being released as a pigeon, but just replied with a blank expression.

'it is good. '

Putting the phone back in his pocket, Murong Ling walked towards the corner where the man disappeared just now.

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Sitting on the top floor of Kunya, Qian Shucheng's right eyelid kept twitching. He felt a little uneasy, but he didn't know why. After thinking about it, maybe he made an appointment with Murong Ling, but in the end he let the pigeons go. That person is angry, right? , You have to coax her well when you go back.

Mr. Yu sitting across from him, on the left is He Fan who has changed his appearance, on the right is Meng Junchen, and beside him sits Liang Siyuan who looks unhappy.

Qian Shucheng never thought that this Mr. Fish would be the monitor of their class - Song Jinyu.

Kunya is a five-star hotel that ranks among the top five in the city. Except for ordinary guest rooms and business suites, the president on the top floor needs a special VIP card to check in, and the meeting place they decided on was the top floor. The exclusive presidential suite, privacy is indeed guaranteed.

Qian Shucheng and others made an appointment to meet at [-] o'clock in the afternoon. When they first entered the door, Qian Shucheng and Meng Junchen were really taken aback. No one thought that the 'fish' who provided them with so much information would be our class monitor, Fenghe Bank. The president's grandson.

"Your code name is really casual." Qian Shucheng looked at the people he had known for more than a year with a slightly teasing tone, and only now did he realize that there was still such a bond between them.

Song Jinyu still had that gentlemanly demeanor, which made people have to feel that the Song family's tutor really didn't have a choice.

"It's just a code name." Song Jinyu couldn't stop smiling, and there was no aggression in his appearance or temperament.

Qian Shucheng quickly came back to his senses after a brief surprise: "Meng Junchen needs no introduction, this is Liang Siyuan, my friend, and this one is 'AN'."

To Liang Siyuan, Song Jinyu just nodded politely and said "Hello."

As for 'AN', Song Jinyu paid more attention: "I've heard the name for a long time."

He Yan twisted his clothes with both hands, and said somewhat awkwardly: "You, you, hello."

Song Jinyu nodded with a smile, then looked away at Qian Shucheng.

Qian Shucheng saw that a few of them had completed their preliminary acquaintance, and said, "We still have time to get to know each other in the future. Let alone the others, will the monitor explain to us what is going on with you first?"

Song Jinyu slowly picked up the teacup, gently blew away the floating tea on the surface, and took a sip.Qian Shucheng was not in a hurry, he just watched Song Jinyu pretending to be confident, but in the end it was Liang Siyuan who couldn't wait.

"Why do you guys from rich families have so many things to do? You have to use your accent to explain a problem."

Song Jinyu was not annoyed, and put the tea cup back on the table: "Mr. Liang, don't worry, of course I have my own reasons, just like everyone who is doing it, who didn't have their own reasons to join in?"

Qian Shucheng: "Since we don't want to ask more about the reason, we won't ask, but it's not good for the monitor to hide it from us."

Song Jinyu: "Concealment is not counted, it's just that we didn't take the initiative to recognize each other. We don't need to argue too much about this matter, right? You just need to know that I can provide you with all the information and help I can provide, isn't it enough? gone?"

Qian Shucheng shrugged his shoulders. In fact, the essence of this dispute is nothing more than this result. What they need is not only someone who can provide information, but also someone who is completely trustworthy.

Meng Junchen thought for a long time before saying the first sentence since entering the door: "Does President Song know that you are doing these things?"

Song Jinyu smiled and said, "Does Chief Meng know that you are doing these things?"

do not know.

Although the Meng family had discussed cooperation with Qian Shucheng before, it was only based on the relationship between Meng Junchen and Qian Shucheng. Meng Junchen attracted people here, but they didn't know that Meng Junchen had already helped Qian Shucheng with many things.

Qian Shucheng: "Okay, let's do this in advance. As long as it doesn't affect our future plans, we can solve personal matters by ourselves. If we need our help, we can bring it up."

Song Jinyu smiled politely.

Qian Shucheng continued: "At present, let's exchange our respective information. I told Murong Ling about the laboratory that He Yan mentioned to me before. Judging from his reaction, there is indeed such a place, but how to do it specifically? I can’t say for sure, he didn’t mention anything about this project, so I can’t ask too much.”

Song Jinyu: "There is still a need for further investigation on this laboratory. This matter still needs to be handled by Shu Cheng and He Yan. After all, we have no way to enter the 'tomb', and even if we enter the 'tomb', we may not be able to touch this level."

He Fan nodded in response.

Meng Junchen pondered for a moment and said, "Princess, I need to apologize to you for what happened last time."

Qian Shucheng was taken aback for a moment, then reacted and waved his hands and said, "It's not your fault, the agreement between me and Uncle Meng has nothing to do with you."

Meng Junchen opened his mouth to say something more, but finally swallowed it down.

Qian Shucheng didn't look at him, and said: "Speaking of which, I would like to mention that Murong Ling's current situation is not very good. The last time Uncle Meng asked me to call him back, he did not hesitate to reveal the medicine secret to me. What are you doing abroad?"

Meng Junchen looked left and right, and finally said: "I can provide some information, but it's not very accurate."

Everyone turned their attention to him, he swallowed and said, "'Tomb' is cleaning up now."

Qian Shucheng turned his head to look at He Fan, He Fan still kept his usual movements, his bangs covered his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Qian Shucheng's eyes flickered slightly, and then he did something that stunned everyone present - he poured a bottle of white water on the table into his hand, then wiped it all over He Fan's hair, and wiped He Fan's too long bangs Raise it to the top of your head.

"Fuck!"

I don't know who made the first exclamation.

Seeing that He Fan was like a beautiful girl transforming, her whole temperament turned upside down, a pair of extraordinarily shining eyes grew on her delicate face, which seemed to contain thousands of stars, and seemed to be as deep as the sea.

"Huh~" Qian Shucheng sighed comfortably, "I finally feel comfortable."

He Fan froze in place for a moment, not knowing what to do. The originally dim light suddenly became dazzling. He squinted his eyes subconsciously. Before he had time to disguise his gaze, it took a few seconds for Qian Shucheng to react. Did something extremely boring and disrespectful.

He Yan turned his head mechanically, narrowing his eyes dangerously.

"Don't look at me like that." Qian Shucheng shrugged, "That submissive look doesn't suit you at all."