In the State Department

Grand building, magnificent column carving, strong Chinese retro flavor.

At the foot, there is a clean marble surface without a trace of dust. The texture is beautiful and neat, generous and intuitive, and it is as bright as a mirror.

The hall came and went, either government officials with bow ties and information, or sergeants in military uniforms and caps, and the rest were secretaries in dignified cheongsam.

He raised his feet and passed through in cold

The whole body sends out the clean breath, let a person can't help looking up.

They saluted respectfully, "your honor, minister."

"Your Excellency --"

"Your Excellency --"

……

Wenge indoor

He pushed the door in, until he saw the white man inside and raised his head. Then he felt a little reckless and apologized: "sorry, I thought there was no one inside!"

Mu Wu closed and shook his head, "no harm, I don't mind!"

subsequently

He lowered his head and fell coldly on the file in his hand.

Ouyang Feng bowed his forehead and walked in.

It wasn't until the inside that his body stopped.

Take out the file inside and look at it carefully.

After a while

In the quiet Wenge, it was broken by a clear cold sound

"These are all the secrets of the dead officers. What do you think they do?"

Ouyang Feng turned his head and realized that the visitor had no malice. Then he said in a low voice: "because there are some things that need to be explored, so he took them out to have a look. I don't know if they have violated the palace agreement?"

Mu Wuting shook his head and said calmly, "that's not true. As long as the important people working in the State Department are qualified to observe, I'm just curious."

"Thank you very much, major general mu. I'll take a look and leave. I won't lose the file!"

"Well, you see --"

He turned and left.

He fell back on the file, seriously remembering the age and possible name on it, and going back to make a thorough investigation.

……

this moment

Big European style decoration style of the Palace Banquet

Holding the wine glasses in their hands, they congratulated president Quan's eldest son with a smile on winning the post of commander-in-chief.

The man sits alone on the sofa in the corner, looking cold and expensive, drinking the red wine in his hand.

One side

Right so feather worries of looking at him, afraid that he carelessly can get drunk!

"Mr. Quan, congratulations. The rank of the army has risen one step. Congratulations Even if they didn't touch their glasses, they drank all the wine with a smile.

"Marshal, my subordinates congratulate you on your appointment as commander in chief!" A little officer also drank the wine with a smile.

The man raised his head and drank all the wine in the cup.

Then he reached out, poured himself a full cup, and drank it again.

"Brother, you can't drink any more --" Quan Ruoyu put out his hand to stop him

But the man coldly kicked in the past, straight kicked him to the side, again filled with wine, drink.

"Brother!" His dead frown

"If you drink like this, you'll get drunk!"

"Brother!"

No matter what he said, the man seemed unheard of, the red wine in front of him was drunk one after another.

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