【Lou Cheng】Clear tea and wine

No signs of miscarriage.But in the final analysis, what he was eating was the foundation of Mingcheng's body. If this continued, Mingcheng's body would collapse no matter how well it was conditioned before.

Mingcheng undoubtedly needs to rest in bed for a period of time, without any further stimulation.Minglou can only handle all the aftermath affairs by himself.Although he was exhausted, but fortunately his family members were fine, so he could cheer up and cope with it.

Ah Xiang was too busy these days to keep her feet on the ground, and the medicine pot was never empty, so she had to keep looking at it.Thanks to Dr. Su temporarily living in Ming's house to take better care of the two sick patients, otherwise it would be really difficult to deal with.

Cheng Jinyun and Mingtai had successfully arrived in Beiping, and they were relieved to continue to complete the task of the organization when they learned that Mingjing's life was safe.

After Mingcheng was able to move around, she went to see Mingjing several times a day, and Mingjing seemed to feel everyone's expectations for her. Three days later, she finally regained consciousness, holding Minglou and Mingcheng's hands and shedding tears for a long time.

The Ming family held a grand funeral for Ming Jing, but what was buried in it was an empty coffin. Ming Jing looked at his black and white photo and sighed and said, now I can be regarded as Ming Tai's company, two living dead.

Minglou and Mingcheng quickly persuaded her, but it was just a formality, so don't take it to heart.

Ming Jing naturally understood, and said with a smile that now she can go and take care of Mingtai and Jinyun, which is a good thing, but she is just worried that Minglou will not be able to take care of Mingcheng.

Mingcheng comforted her and said that even if Minglou couldn't take care of him well, he would take care of himself and the child himself, but Mingjing held his hand and told her to take care of him all afternoon, until dinner time, he still remembered from time to time what they told them to write down.

Minglou felt dizzy when he heard it, but his heart was warm. Seeing Mingcheng being forced by Mingjing to write down each item in a small notebook, he snickered.

Harvested two supercilious eyes.

After Ming Jing's body could hold on, Ming Lou immediately arranged for her to transfer.The more it is delayed, the more accidents are likely to happen. They can no longer repeat the tragedy of Mingtai.

On the day Ming Jing was sent away, everyone's eyes were red, but they all laughed again.

As long as people are still there, there will always be a day when we meet again.

Since then, the north and the south have been separated, but I hope to take care of my health.

Tegao has sent a new leader, a Japanese named Ono Shuichi, Minglou has already met him, he is old and cunning, I am afraid he will be difficult to deal with.

Mingcheng's body was recuperated by Dr. Su, and he soon recovered, and the pregnancy reaction almost disappeared. A few days ago, he chased Minglou every day to ask when he could go to work, and Ah Xiang laughed at him for his hard work. .

Now the child is almost five months old, and Mingcheng's stomach has a round and lovely curvature. Minglou has to reach out and touch it every day before giving up. Mingcheng is ticklish, and he always makes him laugh , but was held in his arms and could not escape.

The Ming family, which seemed to be in a depression on the outside, has regained some warmth and happiness. According to Axiang, it is the two-person world of Minglou and Mingcheng, plus her a negligible light bulb.

The dead time plan is completely over, Ming Lou thought so.

"Sir, the newspaper you want." Mingcheng respectfully put the newspaper on Minglou's desk, interrupting his memory.

"Okay, go get me another cup of coffee." Ming Lou picked up the newspaper, cleared his throat and raised his voice so that people outside the door could hear: "Also, the financial statements I want are sorted out and put out before I get off work today." on the table."

"Yes." Mingcheng stepped back in response.Today was his first day at work after he fainted, and he purposely wore a looser shirt to cover his belly, and as soon as he bowed, he hung it down and dangled in the air, making Ming Lou's heart itch.

The financial statement that Minglou mentioned was already in Mingcheng's hands last night, but it was just a show on the spot, and Mingcheng didn't feel any pressure at all.

When he left Minglou's office, he was naturally surrounded by all kinds of so-called 'colleagues', hypocritically asking about his health, and Mingcheng just dealt with it casually, and he had to save his energy to deal with the newly appointed Ono Shuichi.

As expected, Mr. Ono invited him to have a talk just after lunch.

After a brief self-introduction, Hideichi Ono began to test Mingcheng.

"...How is Mr. Ah Cheng's recovery?" Ono Hideichi poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Ming Cheng, asking with concern.

"It's not a problem anymore, it's just a little..." Mingcheng paused for a while before saying anything: "It's just a little illness."

"I heard that Mr. Ah Cheng fainted that day, I'm afraid it's not a minor illness," Ono Shuichi really asked, "If it's serious, it's better to seek early treatment, I know a few good doctors who can introduce you. "

"That's not necessary, Mr. Lao Xiaoye is bothering you." Mingcheng lowered his eyes and said: "The doctor said that there is something growing in the body, but it will be fine if it doesn't grow."

"Shouldn't you be reassured after observing for a while," Xiao Yexiu said, "Ming Lou asked you to come to work so soon, isn't it a bit too harsh on you?"

"Mr. Ono is serious." Mingcheng smiled: "The doctor means it's not serious. Mr. Ming is busy with work. As his secretary, how could I not come to help earlier."

"Mr. Ah Cheng really cares about Mr. Ming," Xiao Yexiu said playfully, "I heard that Minglou didn't treat you as well as you treated him."

"Where are you talking, Mister?" Mingcheng said, still watertight: "It's just some rumors from the outside, and it's not credible. What's more, how Mr. Ming treats me is a matter of the Ming family." He paused and added: "Mr. Ming is very capable, so he is naturally demanding. Mr. Ming and I are willing to fight and suffer, and we each get what we need."

Hideo Ono has also heard about Mingcheng's style of doing things only for money, and the matter of cooperating with Liang Zhongchun can't be hidden from him. Now, after hearing Mingcheng's words, he and Minglou are not very close. The matter is seven or eight points believed.

"It seems that you and Mr. Ming are very happy to cooperate." Ono Shuichi continued.

"I have been in the Ming family for more than ten years, and I have received a lot of care from Mr. Ming." Mingcheng deliberately emphasized the word "care", and inadvertently revealed some dissatisfaction: "I am afraid that there is no one in the world who understands him better than me." How can we not cooperate well if we are already dead?”

"I don't know if I have the honor to cooperate with Mr. Ah Cheng." Ono Shuichi keenly captured Mingcheng's emotions, and then asked.

"Mr. Ono is my boss, of course I am eager to cooperate with you." Mingcheng replied respectfully.

"Okay," Hideo Ono looked into Mingcheng's eyes, and there was something in his words: "I believe there will be many opportunities to cooperate with Mr. Ah Cheng in the future. I always like capable people, and I will not treat capable people badly."

Mingcheng didn't avoid his gaze, gave him a clear smile, didn't answer, just looked at his watch: "If Mr. Ono has nothing else to do, I won't bother you anymore, it's time to send materials to Mr. Ming soon. , I won’t be able to explain if I’m late.”

"It's just a chat after dinner, so naturally it won't delay Mr. Ah Cheng's work." Hideyoshi Ono raised his hand: "Please."

"Farewell." Mingcheng turned and walked out of Ono Shuichi's office, closing the door behind him.

He looked up at the special high-tech door plate on the door, his eyes were cold, this office has changed two owners, and I believe it will change again soon.

"...Do you think he can be used?" Seeing Mingcheng leaving, the Japanese officer standing next to Ono Shuichi bent down and asked in a low voice.

"...It's hard to say," Hideyoshi Ono's eyes flashed a trace of coldness: "Like Minglou, this person is difficult to see through. Although the deaths of Yoko Nantian and Yoshimasa Fujita are more or less involved in their deaths, but we After all, there is no evidence in hand, and judging from their clichés, it seems impossible. If he is really as he appears on the surface, it is okay, if he stands in our hostile position... then we have to get rid of it. "

When Mingcheng came back from Xiao Yexiu, he picked up the report on the table and sent it to Minglou.

Minglou was wearing glasses to work, first asked him to put away the materials, and then walked over to sit with him on the sofa after seeing him close the door, and asked him if Ono Hideichi made things difficult for him.

"How can he embarrass me? He just asked a few questions." Mingcheng simply told Minglou about their conversation: "The main thing is to test our relationship and see if I might be used by them." .”

"Well, he should have heard that I was harsh on you and that you colluded with Liang Zhongchun in private," Ming Lou nodded: "But he is suspicious by nature like Yoko Nantian and Yoshimasa Fujita, so I'm afraid he won't It was so easy to make a decision.”

"No matter how much he doubts, we just need to stay the same so that he can't pick out any faults." Mingcheng started to loosen his belt. Well, I feel a little bit strangled after sitting down: "The Dead Time Project has just ended, and there will be a period of calm in the organization. During this time, we have done nothing. He just wanted to pick a thorn, and there is nothing he can do...Brother ?”

Minglou pressed down Mingcheng's belt-tied hand, and then began to unbutton Mingcheng's trousers.

"Brother! What are you doing!" Mingcheng was taken aback and quickly pushed Minglou's hand away: "This is in the office."

Minglou lifted his shirt to let him see for himself. There was a red mark on his stomach: "I think it's time to order some new clothes for you. It's not that the belt is strangled, but the waist of the trousers is already too small."

Mingcheng recalled that when he put on his trousers in the morning, he seemed to tighten them a little before he buttoned them up.

"Off work today