"Have Mr. Cheng heard of me?" Li Cuiqun said in surprise.

"Mr. Li, no, to be precise, Senior Li." Cheng Qianfan smiled, "When I was studying in the Tongwen Academy of Literature, I often heard of such a very knowledgeable and outstanding senior."

After hearing Cheng Qianfan said this, Li Cuiqun finally smiled on his face and he took the initiative to get up from the sofa, "It turns out he is a junior from Tongwen Academy. Li didn't know about it before and did not greet him in person. Don't blame me."

Cheng Qianfan smiled heartily and shook hands with Li Cuiqun, "No, no, no, it's my fault. I didn't know that the senior came to Shanghai before, otherwise he should have welcomed the senior."

The two of them shook hands and looked at each other, laughing.

...

"Sister Na, your coat." A waiter trotted over and handed Hu Na a coat.

"Scare the Nong." Hu Na took her coat, threw a charming look at the young man, turned around and walked towards the car that was waiting on the side of the road.

Seeing the graceful woman getting into the car, the car started and left.

The waiter's face turned red, hehe, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, and laughed foolishly.

"How is it?" In the car, a man hugged Hu Na's waist, rubbed it gently, and took a deep breath, "I just like to smell the perfume on you."

"Failed." Hu Na shook her head, "Cheng Qianfan was very cautious and did not use the cigarette that Ding Yu had touched."

"A timid guy." The man snorted coldly.

"At present, Ding Yu can only start by waiting for Ding Yu to climb Cheng Qianfan's bed and Cheng Qianfan relaxes his guard." Hu Na said.

"This guy is cheap." The man's mouth twitched, and Ding Yu's delicate and beautiful face and beautiful body appeared in his mind, and he was a little irritable.

"Brother De." Hu Na suddenly sighed, "If Cheng Qianfan found out that Ding Yu was trying to smoke tobacco, would he be angry..."

"No." Su Chende shook his head, "As long as Ding Yu is smart, even if he is discovered, he can be said to be fun to cheer him up. Although Cheng Qianfan is cruel and ruthless, he rarely gets angry with women."

Hu Na turned her head and glanced at the man beside her, and sighed in her heart.

Su Chende's words deceived her, who was ignorant a few years ago, and Cheng Qianfan rarely tried to destroy flowers. That was why no woman dared to harm him. If she learned that Ding Yu was secretly harming him, a Japanese-style pro-prostitute who was covered in blood in her hands would not be merciful.

"This kind of opium is a freshly developed species in Yunnan. Shanghai has not. Once Cheng Qianfan becomes addicted, this person can be controlled by me." Su Chende rubbed Hu Na's chest with his right hand, and his face showed an excitement. "Cheng Qianfan has a lot of authority in the French Concession. If he controls this person, my Shanghai District is equivalent to holding a great help."

As he said that, he held his right hand and asked Hu Na, "Director Xue hates Wu Shanyue to the core. We may try to get rid of Wu Shanyue through Cheng Qianfan."

"Let's talk about everything when Ding Yu succeeds, and then control Cheng Qianfan." Hu Na thought for a while and said.

She felt that Su Chende was too optimistic, and she felt that Su Chende was thinking too beautifully, as if everything would go smoothly according to his plan.

This feeling made Hu Na a little uneasy.

"With Ding Yu's appearance, how can a hungry ghost in Cheng Qianfan be fooled?" Su Chende said with confidence.

Xue Yingzeng appointed him as the mayor of the Shanghai Special District of the Central Commission for Discipline and placed high hopes for him. He specifically reminded him that after arriving in Shanghai, he would get rid of Wu Shanyue at all costs.

Unfortunately, the several assassinations against Wu Shanyue in the Central Commission for Administration of China failed, which instead caused a lot of people to lose.

Therefore, Su Chende took a different approach and thought about getting things done by controlling Cheng Qianfan.

In addition, it is only possible to control Cheng Qianfan, deputy general manager of the French Concession Central District, to achieve this, and it is also a great achievement.

Thinking of the beautiful subordinates like Ding Yu being enjoyed by Cheng Qianfan, Su Chende was even more angry. He kissed Hu Na's neck, "I'll reward you tonight."

...

"I really don't want to go to the house to see it?" He Guan asked, looking at Fang Muheng.

Previously, he escorted Fang Muheng to Shanghai for treatment. After Fang Muheng woke up and was out of danger of his life, he returned to the Qingdong Guerrillas.

This time, I returned to Shanghai to escort Fang Muheng, who had recovered from injury, left Shanghai and returned to the first detachment of the Maoshan New Fourth Army in Zhenjiang.

"I won't go." Fang Muheng shook his head, "If my whereabouts are discovered, it will only cause trouble and danger to the family."

Fang Muheng turned down the blinds and looked at the house at the distance, and his thoughts for his parents and two sisters surged in his heart.

"When the Japanese devils are beaten away, if they are still alive, they will return home to fulfill their filial piety." Fang Muheng said in a deep voice.

Family and country, only a country can have a family. Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety cannot be achieved. This is the biggest critical moment for the Chinese nation in five thousand years. Since the moment when Citiland resolutely returned to China, he told himself that his life no longer belongs to his home nor to himself.

At this moment, the door of the house opened in the distance, and three people were seen coming out from afar.

As the two men walked closer and closer to this side along the alley, Fang Muheng's eyes widened:

It’s my mother, my sister Xiaoye, and the young girl.

"I saw it getting cold this day. I will buy you two thick clothes later." Fang's mother said to her two daughters. As she said, she gently tapped Yang Ximei's head, "New clothes must be worn, but you must not hide them anymore."

Fang Muheng's eyes were wet, and he looked at his relatives who were walking through the window and approaching Chi Chi.

"Mmma." A silent call came from Fang Muheng's heart.

Fang's mother seemed to have some awareness, looked up at the sky, then looked at the two daughters beside her, and sighed in her heart, "Mu Hengwuer, it's cold, are you?"

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