My Sweetie,You're so hot

Not to mention that soldiers have very little private time, just because of our little friendship, it is not enough to call a leader to show concern.

"It can't be completely official." Zuo Mucheng was honest, "In fact, Miss Shen said she wanted to be protected by the military before, and the superior leaders agreed. However, our people can't be easily exposed. They are all ambushed in a distant position around the Fu family. I didn't expect that the group of people would be so crazy. They started at the door of the two families and failed to protect Miss Shen's family. It's my dereliction of duty. It's also right to go to the door and apologize."

What do you want me to say? They don't owe us. Originally, they promised to protect us. It was just a means of kindness. To put it mildly, it was just a deal. If they didn't protect us well, they couldn't ask for it. No one took advantage of it.

But I still couldn't help being careful for Shen Yu, "if your people shoot at the last few times, maybe Shen Yu's right hand can be saved."

Zuo Mucheng still had that upright expression and didn't show excessive understanding. "Blacks don't hold guns and pose no threat to the lives of the wounded. According to the regulations, they can't shoot."

This is probably the only unpopular place for soldiers. They will never adhere to the hidden social rule of "rules are dead and people are alive". I squeeze out a smile to understand, "I understand, you also have your own difficulties."

Zuo Mucheng silently took back his sight and didn't answer.

After a moment of silence, he couldn't help but take the initiative to break the embarrassment and show his real intention. "Has Miss Shen understood Fu Shenyan's recent whereabouts?"

I almost immediately remembered that Zuo Mucheng was in charge of border drug enforcement, so his purpose was obvious.

It seems that Murong Jin's dirty water on Fu Shenyan is more than counterfeit money.

When he first entered the industry, he was watched by the military. Fu Shenyan really couldn't cover up his light.

No wonder Zuo Mucheng has called me Miss Shen instead of Mrs. Fu since just now. It can be said that from his personal level, he has separated me from those activities.

I adjusted my sitting posture, changed a more relaxed posture, and tried to make myself calm. "No, the company is busy recently. He runs back and forth at home and abroad. What's the matter?"

When the voice fell, he felt the hot gaze next to him, turned his face, and just looked at the sharp eyes of Zuo Mucheng eagle.

Guilty of swallowing, afraid of being seen, he clenched his teeth and dared not move.

Just a few seconds of confrontation, but it seems that a century has passed, and finally Zuo Mucheng took the lead in lowering his eyelids and ending the battle of eyes.

"Since it's a business, remind Mr. Fu that everything can't be greedy. Foreign business profits are indeed high, but the risk is also large. If such a large family business is overturned for a moment's petty profits, it's not worth it." Zuo Mucheng clearly said something.

Since he pretends to be a fool, he has to pretend all the time. "He's just too confident. He always thinks he can handle it well. In fact, he often makes some mistakes. When the storm at home passes, I'll go to the company and spur it. Foreign money is easy to earn, cultivate the national economy, make the country rich and strong, and Chinese talents have more dignity. I understand this truth."

If Chinese people want to earn money from foreigners, they will inevitably have to be interviewed by many parties. In most cases, they do not want to enrich the fields of outsiders. As long as they show their patriotism, they will not be too difficult. It is also appropriate to express our husband and wife's position.

Zuo Mucheng nodded slightly, "Miss Shen is worthy of Mr. Changlin's recognition. She has a pattern and is reasonable."

It was because of Godfather that he gave me a particularly high look. Why should I think so.

After all, I really can't agree with what Fu Shenyan is doing, "you flatter me."

Zuo Mucheng was not polite, so he got up and prepared to leave, "greet Mr. Changlin for me. The army has something else to do, so I'll go first."

"Sure." I stood up and took two steps. "Take your time."

Watching him walk into the elevator, I immediately sent Chen Yi a wechat:

where?

Call back!

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