Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

Yu Yongcheng patted his chest loudly:

"It's just... Commander, can you please allocate some funds for the operation? We haven't had any fire in two months, and the brothers are all thirsty~"

He smiled shyly and said:

"I'm not trying to cause trouble for you, Chief. Just look at the places these young men and young ladies usually go to. They're all high-end. If you guys just go in there in your clothes, you're definitely not going to find anything, right?"

"Humph, you want funding, you want funding! As soon as I ask you to do some work, you ask me for funding!"

Chen Guohui's eyes widened, and he slammed the table:

"Hey Yu Yongcheng, don't think I don't know what you guys are doing out there."

"You all are greedy and self-serving, your mouths full of grease. You all have more money in your pocket than a bachelor like me, the director. And now you're asking me for funds!"

Chen Guohui cursed:

"Damn it! I don't have a penny here. If you want to do it or not, take off your skin and get out of here!"

Yu Yongcheng admitted his mistake in a second:

"Alright, alright, please calm down, Mr. Director! I'll take care of this. You just sit here and wait for my good news!"

He took off his hat and placed it on the table in a flattering manner for Chen Guohui to see:

"Look, Commander, there's nothing here~"

Then he took a few steps forward and supported Chen Guohui's shoulders:

"It's dry and humid these days, sir. You seem to be getting a bit irritable these days, don't you? Please don't get angry. If you get hurt, those young ladies will be so distressed..."

After a while, Yu Yongcheng walked out of the director's office, turned around and spat on the ground:

"Bah, what the hell!"

Although he cursed, he knew in his heart that this task could not be delayed.

After all, the Chen family and the Jiang family are both prominent families in Yuncheng. If their young master and young lady go missing, the police station must at least show some respect.

Soon, a group of brothers gathered in front of him. After finishing the task, Yu Yongcheng instructed:

"Let's go to those high-end places on Chunxia Road first and see if there are any signs of the two little ancestors..."

"Don't be afraid if you don't have money in your pocket, just stand up straight and go in! With this thing in hand, there's nothing we can't get into. But remember, the situation is chaotic right now, so if you really run into a tough guy, don't confront him head-on."

"Everyone of you, be smart, okay?"

"Yes, Captain!"

. . .

Jiang family.

Song Hengchen and Song Zhenzhen sat in the flower hall, enjoying a bowl of egg-sized lychees, slurping down their juices. These were the latest fruits from Song Nianru's space, and no one in the Jiang family had ever tasted them.

"Sister, tomorrow is the day of our school's art performance, don't forget to go and watch it,"

Song Zhenzhen felt that she had almost finished eating and wiped her hands with a towel:

"I heard that some big shots from Kyoto will come to inspect our school!"

"Huh, what inspection?"

Song Hengchen's expression was a little bad:

"The situation in Dragon Country has been a little bad recently. They are just looking for an excuse to make this trip. They are just worried that Yuncheng will not follow their wishes."

After saying this, he felt a little regretful for his gaffe.

His sister had never paid much attention to these current events. Sometimes, when his father and he discussed them at the dinner table at home, she would interrupt him out of annoyance.

Why didn’t I learn my lesson today? Am I walking into trouble?

But Song Nianru's expression was thoughtful, and she tapped her fingertips on the table twice: "Why is the situation bad?"

Song Hengchen sighed:

"Right now, the northwest region is plagued by warlords fighting and civil unrest. It's said that Japan is also actively interacting with several cities in the east, and seems to be playing both sides. I'm afraid Kyoto can't sit still."

Song Nianru frowned slightly:

"Will Yuncheng be affected?"

Song Hengchen shook his head:

"Probably not for now, besides, I have my father to keep watch. But Yuncheng is located at the intersection of three regions, the situation is quite complicated, so we have to be prepared for any eventuality."

He paused and continued:

"Sister, when you go to the show tomorrow, please be careful... And you, Zhenzhen, try to keep a low profile tomorrow and don't get into any trouble. The waters in Kyoto are thick, and there aren't many good people there."

Song Zhenzhen made a face at her brother and curled her lips:

"I know, I know, you nagging ghost, I know what's going on."

Song Nianru thought for a moment, then walked into the inner room (actually from the space), took out a well-worn amulet, and handed it to Song Zhenzhen:

"Put it on. I went to Songyun Temple to ask for it a few days ago. It's said to be very effective and can save your life in critical moments."

"Really? Thank you, sister!"

Zhenzhen took it without a doubt, and hung it around her neck, smiling so hard that her eyes narrowed into a line:

"The amulet my sister asked for must be very effective. I'm not afraid of anything anymore!"

Seeing this, Song Hengchen joined in the fun: "Sister, what about mine? Is there no share for me?" He acted as if he was aggrieved.

Song Nianru glared at him: "How can you be left out?"

As he spoke, he took out an amulet from his pocket (space) and handed it to Song Hengchen:

"Wear it well, don't take it off even when you take a shower, it's not afraid of water."

Song Hengchen took the amulet, hung it around his neck with a playful smile, and turned to Song Zhenzhen and said proudly:

"See, I have it too... It feels good to have a sister protecting me!"

"By the way, sister, you have one too, right?"

"Of course," Song Nianru chuckled, then took out two more amulets and handed them to Song Zhenzhen:

"These two are for my parents, don't forget to give them to them."

Song Zhenzhen patted her chest and said, "Don't worry, sister! I will definitely hand it over to them myself!" Then she stared at the lychees with shining eyes:

"Sister, can I give these lychees to my parents to try?"

Song Nianru tapped her little head: "Little greedy cat, I know you want to eat it yourself!" Song Zhenzhen stuck out her tongue embarrassedly and smiled:

"Oh, sister, please don't tell me. I'm still young. I need to eat more so I can grow."

Song Nianru and Song Hengchen looked at each other and rolled their eyes.

Song Zhenzhen is only fifteen years old this year, but she has already grown to 1.7 meters tall. Even so, she is still obsessed with growing up. When she grows taller, she wants to become a model.

"Alright, alright, stop joking. Go back and get ready. Perform well tomorrow." Song Nianru said:

"There are fruits and some supplements I prepared for you in the corridor. You can eat them at home or give them to others. I have already asked the carriage in the mansion to take them back for you."

"Okay~"

Upon hearing this, Song Zhenzhen jumped up with joy and gave Song Nianru a kiss on the face:

"I love my sister the most!"

Song Nianru: “…”

"Remember to come and see my performance tomorrow afternoon at two o'clock. Be on time~" Song Zhenzhen laughed triumphantly and waved goodbye to her.

Song Nianru shook her head helplessly and watched Song Zhenzhen skipping out of the door. Song Hengchen followed her with steady steps. For a moment, she had the illusion that life was peaceful and tranquil.