I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

Secretary Qiu's eyes were sharp as he asked seriously, "What's going on?"

"The Luo family seems to be reporting illegal smuggling, and now the higher-ups have issued a clear ban on the Luo family transferring large amounts of funds abroad."

Illegal smuggling?

In an empire with strict laws, this is a very niche word.

Secretary-General Qiu turned around and met the eyes of the gray-haired man behind him.

He instantly understood the emotion in the other person's eyes and said to the person, "You go ahead, I'll come over and take care of it later."

After the people left, the man turned around and said, "Luo Mingchuan has set up a trap long ago. We are not the only ones who are interested in the Luo family's cake. I just don't know what role Boss Qiu Hongzhai plays in this."

"You mean, Qiu Hongzhai also has his eyes on the Luo family?" Secretary-General Qiu asked.

The man sneered, "It's not just Qiu Hongzhai's family that's interested in the Luo family. We were too naive before. The Luo family is indeed a muddy place."

"Are there other forces?" Secretary-General Qiu was a little unresponsive for a moment.

The Luo family itself is difficult to deal with. It would be fine if Qiu Hongzhai came, but now there are other forces. Isn’t this a mess?

The man squinted at Secretary Qiu and said, "You haven't forgotten that there's W Group behind Luo Mingchuan, have you?"

W Group, the new chaebol in Kyoto, is indeed a fearsome company.

Thinking of the future struggles between several factions, Secretary Qiu's mind suddenly became a mess. "What about our agreement with Luoxi Dynasty? And what about Wangshan?"

"What's the point of eating good things alone? It tastes better when many people rush to eat it, right?" The man said with a meaningful smile.

Secretary-General Qiu saw a strange and deep coldness in his smile and couldn't help but shudder.

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The moon is above the branches, and the stars are twinkling.

The late autumn night was a little chilly, and the wind blew the branches not far away, making a rustling sound.

The subtle and elegant fragrance of osmanthus flowers, carried by the breeze, blows into your nose, refreshing your heart.

It's as if the fragrance from the Moon Palace is drifting down to the earth.

On the terrace of Qinglan Villa.

As soon as they arrived, they sat on the left and right sides in tacit understanding.

On the left are Ji Shiyu, Gu Chi, and Qi Sili; on the right are Luo Mingchuan, Wen Wan, Shi Xu, and Jiang Si who is leaning against the railing.

The three people on the left raised their mouth corners wildly, staring at the three people on the right, their eyes fixed as if they were watching a good show.

Wen Wan looked at the people on her left and right. They were sandwiching her like two furnaces.

As the youngest person present, Ji Shiyu became the main force in livening up the atmosphere. He quickly called out and poured a glass of wine for Wen Wan. "I finally have the opportunity to sit and drink with Sister Wan. I'm so lucky."

As he spoke, he placed the wine glass in front of Wen Wan.

"She doesn't drink."

"She can't drink."

Luo Mingchuan and Shi Xu spoke at the same time, their aura enough to shock people two miles away. After they finished speaking, they looked at each other.

As soon as the bottom of the wine glass in Ji Shi's hand touched the table, he took it back instantly, as if leaving the glass on the table would be fatal.

At this moment, the crisp sound of a lighter came from the side.

Since no one spoke, the sound seemed particularly abrupt.

The six of them looked to the side at the same time.

Jiang Si took off his mask, holding a cigarette in his mouth, looking very ruffian.

The warm light of the lighter cast mottled shadows on Jiang Si's tough face.

The flames flickered, and the flames licked the cigarette butt, emitting a scarlet light.

Bluish-white smoke slipped out from between his mouth, blurring his face.

Suddenly, the sweet scent of osmanthus at the tip of my nose became pungent.

After lighting the cigarette, Jiang Si put away the lighter, pinched the cigarette butt between his two slender fingers, and took a deep breath. The cigarette butt was dotted with scarlet stars and the air was filled with smoke. He raised his eyes with half-closed eyes, and everyone saw him.

Ignore it and go smoke somewhere else.

Ji Shiyu opened his mouth halfway, having long forgotten what had just happened. Holding the wine glass, he stepped in front of Jiang Si and stopped him.

He tilted his head to look Jiang Si up and down, and hissed, "No, brother, are you really that handsome? If you're so handsome, why are you wearing a mask?"