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The meeting soon ended, and Zhang Tianhao returned to the office, dealt with a batch of things again, and then had nothing to do.

"Hello, Mr. Jingping!"

Just as he was sitting there, smoking a cigarette with a dull look in his eyes, he saw Liu Qin walk in and called out to him softly.

"Oh, Xiao Liu, what's the matter?"

"Um, sir, I have something to ask you, may I ask you something?"

"Oh, Xiao Liu, it seems like you have been working for more than a year, right?"

“Yes, I’ve been working for a year and three months!”

Liu Qin looked at Zhang Tianhao and lowered her head shyly, feeling a little embarrassed.

"What's the matter? Tell me. If I can help, I will definitely help, but if I can't, then there's nothing I can do."

"It's like this, sir. There is a food shortage everywhere in Shanghai. Can you help them? They will be grateful to you. Really, life is really not easy for the people down there."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Tianhao couldn't help but raise his head, turned around, looked at Liu Qin, and his face instantly became serious.

"Well, I'm sorry, sir. I know my question is a bit rash, but I can't help it. I really don't want to see the people down there starving or selling their children! Please!"

Having said that, Liu Qin knelt down in front of Zhang Tianhao and sobbed softly.

"Please, sir."

Zhang Tianhao immediately understood what was going on and gave a bitter smile.

"Alas, Xiao Liu, it's only me. Otherwise, if any other consultant comes, what will happen to you? Do you know?"

"You will definitely not be missing in the gendarmerie's jail. You said it in front of me this time. I don't blame you. I know you mean well, but you are pushing me into trouble. Do you understand?"

"Don't you know that the Empire is also short of food? Even the Empire's soldiers can't get enough to eat. Tell me, can we give you any food? There is an anti-Japanese sentiment in your thoughts. If anyone outside hears it, what will be the consequences for you and even your family? You know better than me!"

"Besides, do you think there is really a food shortage in Shanghai?"

Suddenly, he stared at Liu Qin again and asked lightly.

"Xiao Liu, there are many things that you cannot control. Your thoughts are not correct enough. No matter where you work, besides doing your job well, don't ask too many questions or interfere in other matters. This is the way to protect yourself."

"Living in troubled times, a small wave could drown you, so from now on, you have to remember that I don't want to hear any such words again, and I don't want to hear you doing anything other than work. Otherwise, no matter where you are, you will be skinned alive!"

"I'll only remind you once!"

Having said that, he stopped talking and looked at Liu Qin who was slowly raising her head, still with a faint smile on her lips.

At the same time, he pointed to the ceiling above his head.

Liu Qin was also stunned when she saw Zhang Tianhao's actions. She was quite angry, but she also knew that she couldn't be angry.

After all, the other party is Japanese, so it is understandable not to help.

But when he saw Zhang Tianhao pointing his finger at the ceiling, he was even more stunned.

But she immediately figured it out.

First, the Japanese side would never agree to this, and second, there might be something above the ceiling.

His face immediately turned pale. After all, no matter which one it was, if it got out, the consequences would be quite serious.

"I'm sorry, sir. I thought too much. I promise to do my job well in the future and not meddle in other matters."

"That's more like it. Also, after get off work, I'll punish you to clean every corner of my office and scrub it with clean water. Is that okay?"

"Yes!" Although Liu Qin didn't understand what Zhang Tianhao meant, she still accepted his punishment. At the same time, she wanted to know what Zhang Tianhao meant by the ceiling.

"By the way, sir, the director is going to invite you out for dinner. Do you have time?"

"Okay, there seems to be a noodle shop at the door. I'll invite the director over to eat. When you're done, come over to eat too! It's my treat!"

"Thank you sir, I'll get busy now."

Liu Qin responded, then turned around and left the office.

……

At the entrance of the Economic Committee, on a small stall selling wonton noodles, Zhang Tianhao and Mingzhi sat opposite each other, and in front of them, there was a bowl of wonton noodles.

The aroma of noodles hits your nose directly, and there are even a few wisps of coriander on it, which also emit a refreshing fragrance. The smell makes people have an urge to eat.

"Counselor Jingping, seeing that you ordered this wonton noodles, it seems that you have eaten a lot of snacks like this, right?"

"Yes, I have eaten it. Not just the specialty snacks like wonton noodles. I have eaten even the most common food. I am not someone who doesn't know everything!"

"Oh, it seems that Consultant Jingping suffered a lot when he was a child!"

"No, it's so bitter that I haven't eaten anything, but I like to eat all kinds of special snacks. No matter where I go, I will eat some local food. This can also be regarded as a hobby!"

He picked up the chopsticks, twisted the noodles lightly, then picked up a large piece and put it into his mouth.

After taking a bite, it still tastes the same as I like.

“Not bad, it’s quite authentic.”

"It's really good!"

Mingzhi also picked up a few noodles and tasted them slowly, unlike Zhang Tianhao who ate the noodles in big mouthfuls.

After taking a few bites, Zhang Tianhao felt a sense of satisfaction, and the delicious taste lingered in his mouth.

"Advisor Jingping, I guess you won't be able to eat after a while!"

"Yeah, we can't eat even if we want to. After all, food is too hard to come by. We wanted to get some food from North China, but we couldn't get much. It's so hard!"

"It's difficult, it's really difficult. I have contacted Peking, but they are powerless."

Mingzhi sighed, put down his chopsticks, and said lightly.

"Director Ming, to be honest, I know what you want to say, but I really have no other choice, and this is just the beginning. I believe you understand, don't you?"

"There are many things I don't want to get involved in, and I can't afford to get involved. I believe you can understand my feelings. Besides, I'm from the Empire, and my innate attitude means I can't help you!"

"I understand, I understand. Consultant Jing Ping can help me so much. I am already quite satisfied. At least the members of our committee will be grateful to Consultant Jing Ping."

"Thank you, that's all. I have limited abilities now. If all seven factories are fully operational, they can at least solve the problems of at least 3,000 families. I only have so much ability. If there are more, I really can't do anything."

"You have solved the economic problems of 3,000 families, Counselor Jing Ping. I have already impressed you. I want to thank you on behalf of countless people in Shanghai."

"No, I don't like being disturbed. If it's work-related, I'll take care of it, but I don't want to be disturbed in other places. Director Ming should understand what I mean!"

"Counselor Jingping, where did you get this from?"

"Haha, Director Ming, I don't understand. Just think of it as a joke. What do you think?"

Zhang Tianhao also laughed a few times, then lowered his head to eat noodles again.

As for what Mingzhi was thinking, he didn't care. Those who understood would understand, and those who didn't understand could do nothing. (End of this chapter)