I have ten trillion licking dog gold

His eyes swept across the Red Flag car that had been parked for who knows how long, and Cao Jinse walked towards the house with a normal expression.

Maotu followed with a stern face.

Before they could even enter the house, someone walked out of the simple and quiet courtyard and met the master and servant face to face.

"came back."

The other person smiled like melting winter snow.

It’s definitely not Cao Xiuge.

  When it comes to favors, it's all about reciprocity. Cao Jinse is running around outside, so is there no one visiting her house?

So it is actually not fair to let the eldest brother lie down. The brother and sister should divide the work, one is responsible for the outside affairs and the other is responsible for the inside affairs. Perfect.

"Why don't you sit for a while?"

Cao Jinse stopped.

Song Chaoge smiled helplessly, "Like you, I'm still in a hurry to go to the next place."

Cao Jinse smiled slightly and nodded in understanding.

Song Chaoge stepped over the threshold, seemingly not noticing the fierce look from Maotu next to him, "Are you going to see Mr. Fang?"

"Ah."

"I also went to see Mr. Fang." Song Chaoge sighed with heavy emotion, "I didn't expect that Mr. Fang's health would be so bad all of a sudden."

Cao Jinse did not respond. She looked at the other party and suddenly said without warning, "Should we arrange for Fang Jun and Mr. Fang to meet?"

Song Chaoge was caught off guard

It should definitely be.

But if we ask Mr. Fang to visit the prison without mentioning whether his health condition allows it, given his personality, he would definitely not agree, otherwise there would be no need to wait until now.

Fang Jun committed a crime, but he was not deprived of his human rights.

So the only way is to let Fang Jun come out.

But getting a serving prisoner out of jail...

Ok.

Although it is not allowed in the procedure, it is not impossible to make changes to the procedure.

Hundreds of good filial piety first.

The old man’s health is not optimistic. As his descendants, we should hurry up and visit him out of both emotion and reason.

The law is nothing more than human feelings.

It's not an early release, so it's not a big problem.

"I think it's necessary."

After a brief distraction, Song Chaoge nodded in agreement, symbolizing that both parties had reached a tacit consensus.

Although neither of them said it explicitly, they both undoubtedly felt that Mr. Fang didn't have much time left, and if they didn't see him again, they might be separated forever.

"Will you arrange it or should I?"

Cao Jinse asked calmly.

"Let me do it. I can't trouble you in any way." Song Chaoge said simply.

Cao Jinse said calmly without any politeness, "At this time, Mr. Fang is still considering the whole family. Fang Jun has always regarded you as his elder brother, so I hope you can tell Fang Jun not to bring shame to Mr. Fang again."

Song Chaoge's eyes flickered.

The rabbit standing next to Cao Jinse looked even more murderous.

These words are very meaningful.

"I'll tell him."

Song Chaoge nodded and agreed.

"Go in first."

Cao Jinse raised her foot and prepared to enter.

"Thank you."

Song Chaoge said.

"I just don't want old people like Mr. Fang to bear the stigma in their later years."

“No one would think of that.”

After a pause, Cao Jinse stepped into the house.

Maotu followed without even greeting the guests.

Who was it who just confidently said that inviting guests to dinner is basic courtesy?

Song Chaoge continued to walk out, walking in the opposite direction of Cao Jinse and his servant. He opened the door of the Hongqi car and got in. However, he did not start the car. Instead, he leaned back in the driver's seat, closed his eyes, and began to rest.

Are you feeling tired because you visited relatives and friends too frequently during the first month of the lunar year?

"Buzzing..."

I don’t know how long it was before my phone vibrated.

Only then did Song Chaoge open his eyes again.

Since you can hear the vibration, you must be awake.

He took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket, glanced at the display, then pressed the answer button and put it to his ear.

A female voice came from the other end, but the tone remained unchanged.

"Jiang Chen encountered a dilemma in Myanmar. The allied forces he supported were infiltrated. The leader of the allied forces, Jin Zhu, was wavering and might turn against him at any time. The manufacturing plant that KE Group had just started construction on was blown up."

These are secret information that cannot be seen in news reports.

"Myanmar's affairs have nothing to do with us now."

Those who know the current affairs are handsome.

You can become more courageous after setbacks, but you cannot act on your own.

Winning and losing are important, but also unimportant, especially when a game of cards has been decided, there is no need to pay more chips for it.

If you lose this hand, you can wait for a restart or change the table and try a different way of playing.

As young people, we should understand clearly what Mr. Fang can see at such an old age.

So when a certain Japanese ally betrayed him and the war situation became very bad, Song Chaoge, who was unable to hold on alone, finally pulled back and cut ties with Myanmar.

Even the God of Gamblers who is always victorious has to learn to accept failure.

"This was information that was revealed by a former Myanmar chess piece. After the division was completed, these people found new employers, but the treatment they received probably did not satisfy them."

  It is easy for the remote-controlled hand to withdraw at will, but what about those who live and serve in Myanmar?

But as a chess player, who would care about the life or death of the chess pieces? When a game loses its value or there is no hope of a comeback, the chess pieces on the chessboard also lose their meaning.

"Do you feel unwilling?"

Song Chaoge asked softly.

There was silence over there. After a while, he said, "I know what to do."

Just when the call should have been disconnected, Song Chaoge suddenly spoke and changed the subject.

"Prepare to arrange for Fang Jun to come out and meet with Mr. Fang."

It is really not a difficult task to arrange for a prisoner to come out for some fresh air, but that was Fang Jun.

It is difficult for some people to get in, but once they are in, it is also more difficult for them to get out than for ordinary prisoners.

But since clear instructions have been issued, it means there are no obstacles.

The woman on the other end of the phone remained calm and said quickly, "I'll do it right away."

"As for what you just said, go ask Fang Jun. Some of those chess pieces are his people, so he should make the decision."

Song Chao sang.

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

Song Chaoge put down his phone, pressed the end button, and then started the car.

Cao's house.

Cao Xiu Ge was quite surprised to learn that his sister wanted to arrange a meeting between Fang Jun and Fang Lao.

"Does this matter have anything to do with you? Why are you meddling in other people's business?"

"I don't want Mr. Fang to have any regrets."

As a teacher at Kyoto University, Cao Xiuge never said anything on such issues, as he had no right to do so. But this time he broke the convention.

"Do you think that if you do this, the Fang family will remember your kindness? Or will Fang Jun remember your kindness?"

"They don't have to remember my kindness. I just don't want to leave any inner demons that will affect my future cultivation."

Maotu, who was listening in, was surprised, and his eyes circled around Cao Jinse's face with disbelief, "Miss, do you know martial arts?"

Cao Xiuge smiled and asked, "How is Fang Jun's situation in there? Has there been any change?"

"Anyway, the performance is pretty good. I'm not sure whether it has been changed or not."

"This matter has nothing to do with you. You didn't send him in. You should discuss it with Jiang Chen."

Cao Jinse was stunned, and asked her brother in an incredible tone, "It's such a big deal, why do I need to discuss it with him?"

“Sharing is the ultimate romance.”

Cao Xiuge shook his head and replied.

Cao Jinse's pupils shrank, and she asked tentatively, "Brother, who told you this?"

Her brother is still single, well, a single man, how could he understand these things. "I found it on the Internet."

"puff."

Maotu covered his mouth tightly, but his big eyes were narrowed into slits.

----

Since there is no problem with the procedure, the efficiency will be very high.

The sixth day of the new year.

Everyone has not finished their annual leave, of course, except for some office workers. Fang Jun, who was unfortunately imprisoned, has walked out of prison.

Hundreds of days and nights have passed since he went in.

There was no welcoming ceremony with red flags waving and drums beating. After all, he was not released from prison and would have to go back to prison for reflection and reform soon.

Besides, it’s really not a glorious thing.

Therefore, the time to go out was chosen at night when it was hidden from public view.

If you ask where is the best place to hone people.

Apart from the army, the next best thing is definitely the prison.

Mr. Fang is still the same Mr. Fang. He has not looked any older after working at a sewing machine. Perhaps there is no workstation for him to work at a sewing machine, but his temperament has changed a lot compared to before he went in.

It always gave people a gloomy and disgusting feeling before, but now... it has become a lot more open.

Maybe it's the hairstyle?

The buzz cut is done neatly and cleanly, and it seems that Mr. Tony, who works in the prison, has quite good skills.

"Happy New Year."

Fang Jun opened the car door and sat in the back seat. After regaining his freedom, he did not have the billowing black flames of a devil out of his cage, but a pure smile.

The female driver who was in charge of picking up the passengers looked in the rearview mirror and said, "Mr. Fang has suffered."

"It's easy to adapt. Now I can eat well and sleep well, and there are many interesting people there."

Fang Jun smiled and said that it didn't feel like he was going to jail, but more like he had just returned from vacation.

of course.

It is not ruled out that one puts on a smile just to save face.

"Let's go."

Fang Jun patted the back of the front seat.

The car started and drove away silently.

"How are you doing?"

The light and shadow of the street were projected on the car window, and Fang Jun asked the woman driving with concern.

"Just like Mr. Fang, he eats well and sleeps well."

Fang Jun sneered, "It's been a while since we last met, Hu Die. You've changed a lot. You weren't this humorous before."

"Fang Shao has also changed a lot."

The woman with a gentle temperament was driving and chatting at the same time.

Fang Jun leaned back in his chair and smiled, "It's been so long, and it's a new year again. It's really different from before. Is Brother Song okay?"

Hu Die, who has perfect long hair, did not hide it.

It seems that we should not hide it.

When the accident happened, Fang Jun simply entrusted her to Song Chaoge's care.

"Mr. Song has encountered a lot of troubles recently."

If it were in the past, Fang Jun would definitely have felt obliged to do so, but now he was in trouble and had no power to do so.

"Song Ge had it so easy in the past. Just like me, I never encountered any setbacks. My grandfather said that it's not a bad thing for a person to stumble when he's young. The later you stumble, the harder it is to get up."

Hu Die drove quietly without interrupting.

"Go to Nanbei Road, there is a Master Han's pastry shop there." Fang Jun said.

Hu Die changed direction, but when they arrived at the place, Fang Jun had just been released from prison and had no money, so Hu Die had to pay for the two boxes of pastries.

Hu Die didn't ask him why he went so far to buy cakes.

There is no need to ask.

When you go home to visit your elders, you always have to bring some gifts.

"Time is limited. I probably won't have time to wish Brother Song a happy new year. Please say thank you to Brother Song for me."

Hu Die said "hmm".

Fang Jun, who knew for sure that it was not because of his family's help that he was able to come out and breathe fresh air, calmed down and looked at the familiar Kyoto street scene outside the window.

"Master Fang, there is an opportunity now."

Hu Die spoke, looking at the traffic ahead and steering the wheel, "The allied forces supported by Jiang Chen may betray their loyalty and throw themselves into the arms of the Burmese government in exchange for the legitimate status of territory and absolute autonomy. Once the allied forces really choose to surrender, it means breaking with Jiang Chen, and now Jiang Chen is in Burma."

"These military bandits still can't get rid of the lowest level of bad habits. They have no basic bottom line and principles, and they don't even understand the meaning of repaying kindness."

Fang Jun seemed not to realize that this was a good opportunity to take advantage of the situation and stir up trouble.

Simultaneously.

It is also a great opportunity to take revenge.

Fang Jun didn't realize it was okay, so Hu Die continued to remind him, "We still have a lot of people in Myanmar who can be used."

"Now, you should report to Brother Song."

Fang Jun withdrew his gaze from the window.

"Master Song asked Master Fang to make the decision."

Hearing this, Fang Jun burst into laughter. After a while, he said, "I appreciate Brother Song's kindness. I was kicked out before I even entered the house. Grandpa's health doesn't seem to be very good. Even if I can't fulfill my filial duty, I can't hurt him."

Hu Die drove calmly.

"understood."

The car drove into the Red Street and passed by the gate of Cao's house.

"Pause."

Fang Jun spoke.

The car stopped.

In the quiet night, Hu Die turned around and watched Fang Jun push the door and get out of the car, picked up one of the two boxes of pastries, walked through the deserted streets, walked alone to the plaque of the courtyard, raised his hand, pressed the door knocker, and knocked on the door.

a while.

The door opens.

Maotu poked his head out and saw the guest knocking on the door. A hint of surprise flashed across his eyes involuntarily, but he didn't say anything.

Fang Jun handed over the cake in his hand and said, "Happy New Year."

Maotu hesitated for a moment, but finally stretched out his little hand and took the gift, still without saying a word.

Fang Jun had no intention of going in as a guest, perhaps because time was tight. After giving the gift, he turned around and walked back to the car.

Watching the car leave, Maotu began to grumble inwardly. He closed the door, carried the cakes, and walked towards the courtyard.

"Who?"

Cao Jinse, who was sitting in the yard massaging Cao Xiuge's legs with a small wooden hammer, asked casually.

"Fang Jun."

Maotu answered strangely.

Cao Jinse was surprised, the wooden hammer stopped, and he turned around and saw what Maotu was carrying.

"He gave it to me?"

"Miss, he's not going to poison us, is he?"

Rabbit is extremely vigilant and is worthy of being called a top bodyguard.

"he's gone?"

Cao Xiuge asked.

"Well, I left after delivering the things."

"Did you say anything?"

Cao Jinse said.

"Just said Happy New Year."

Cao Jinse was thoughtful.

“Master Han, this is a long-established family business, older than all of you.”

Cao Xiuge noticed the packaging and asked Maotu to take it.

"Master, you really have to be careful, it's poisonous." Maotu reminded cautiously.

“So I’ll give you a taste first.”

At the same time, Cao Xiuge acted like an elder brother and said to Cao Jinse, who was on strike, "Keep going. Don't be lazy."

(End of this chapter)