Chapter 89

"Hehe..." Except for an awkward smile and then nodding, Ye Qingling felt that she had no other words to refute Qin Zhao's way of thinking of her boss wholeheartedly. Seeing Yue Jinyang nod his head in understanding and say yes, Ye Qingling thought aggrievedly that she might be the most speechless president in the world, and the secretary has the final say when invited by a guest! In fact, Qin Zhao's doing so may not be contrary to Ye Qingling's original intention. Even if he didn't make such a clean refusal for Ye Qingling, Ye Qingling wouldn't be able to say it. But couldn't he give her a chance to say goodbye to the guests? Thinking of this, he glanced resentfully at the back of Qin Zhao who was walking out after finishing his domineering words. Someone's steps were firm, just like what he said just now, no resistance was allowed.

"Wait for me." Yue Jinyang patted Song Yingxia's shoulder.

When Song Yingxia was about to touch the gun with his hand, he suddenly made a small dodge movement. Although he finally let his hand touch her breasts, this small, almost reflexive movement made Yue Jinyang's heart sink suddenly.

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Song Yingxia said with a forced smile. She didn't want Yue Jinyang to take advantage of the relationship between her and Qin Zhao because of interests, but to her disappointment, he did so, and he certainly didn't consider her feelings at the time. Perhaps, he had no choice but to do so? Song Yingxia thought so, and smiled again.

Yue Jinyang suddenly knew what he was about to lose, and felt as if there was a wall erected between the two of them at a speed that did not allow him to resist, so that he would never have the opportunity to touch the girl's heart easily. It would have belonged entirely to his heart.

Alas... Yue Jinyang didn't know if it was right for him to make such a choice, but in the face of the interests of the whole family, any love between children would become so pale. He really wanted to regret what he had done, but it was just a thought. In the end, he still smiled on the surface, but followed Qin Zhao out with a heavy heart.

"This is your boyfriend?" There were only two people in the room, Ye Qingling and Song Yingxia. In order not to stand out, Ye Qingling came over and personally refilled Song Yingxia's teacup.

After Song Yingxia heard Ye Qingling's question, her body trembled slightly, and then she looked away from the door, and half stood up to take the cup of tea: "Hehe...that's right, please trouble Mr. Ye."

Is it? Ye Qingling smiled. Boyfriend still counts? When I wanted to continue her words and say this in a joking tone, I suddenly thought of my husband. In my heart, does he count as her husband, Ye Qingling? Husband has it all, let alone boyfriend?

Qin Zhao smiled and let Yue Jinyang into his secretary's office in a very gentle and gentlemanly manner in Li Dan's admiration gesture of secretly picking a thumb up to imply that you are a real cow, and then blew a kiss to Li Dan again. After throwing a wink, the little girl closed the door while the little girl pouted, not knowing whether she had the ability to kiss her or to protest.

Pa, a pack of cigarettes was still on Qin Zhao's desk full of newspapers and sundries. If it weren't for a magazine with an awesome sister on the cover blocking its way, the cigarette would still be gliding along the bright black desk.

"If you want to smoke, take it yourself, you are welcome. If you want to drink water, pour it yourself..." Qin Zhao said here, took the cigarette in his hand and glanced at the water dispenser, and saw that there was no water in the bucket. Then he paused and continued: "Anyway, it's almost lunch time, why don't we drink together then."

"Hehe." Yue Jinyang smiled: "You're welcome."

"I didn't intend to be polite to you, it's just that you are a guest on my site today, so I have to say these hypocritical nonsense." Qin Zhao didn't intend to save face for Yue Jinyang at all, and slumped heavily on the sofa , raised his legs out of habit, and smoked slantedly on the corner of his mouth: "If you have something to say, I don't like to beat around the bush."

"Okay." Yue Jinyang didn't mind Qin Zhao's attitude towards him in the slightest, it was already in his expectation. Picking up a magazine on the sofa and putting it aside, he tried to calm his mind so that he had enough courage to sit on the same sofa with Qin Zhao. After the finger in his hand was gently placed on the coffee table, he stared at Qin Zhao's eyes. Although he was not used to being looked at with indifferent eyes, he had to do this: "Do you know this finger?" Bar?"

"I've worn this around my neck since I was a child." Qin Zhao didn't ask nonsense such as how did you get it, or how did you know that this finger was related to me. He knew that since Yue Jinyang took out the finger, he would take the initiative to say it without asking.

"I like your straightforward way the most..."

"But I don't like to have anything to do with people like you." Qin Zhao interrupted him lightly, and puffed out a puff of smoke: "Let's say it clearly, no one will disturb you here." His office of the secretary of the president, Perhaps it is the quietest place in the entire Tianhe Group. Even the archives where the archives are stored are occasionally visited by people, but even if he spends all day playing games online and sleeping here, no one may push the door to disturb him. After a long time, Secretary Qin left an impression that he didn't like others to disturb his work.

Regarding Qin Zhao's unreasonableness, Yue Jinyang really had the urge to offend his family's children. But it turned out that after he pinched his right hand with his left hand, he changed the impulse into a sunny smile: "This is what the National Security Ninth Office got from your deposit gift after you went abroad. At that time, everyone treated you well." The hope of returning to the country has dropped to freezing point, so I opened the special cabinet where your salute was stored without authorization. In fact, don’t blame them for doing this, they are doing this as a routine, after all, no one would think that you can return to the country safe and sound..."

"I know these things. If I worked there, I would do the same." Qin Zhao began to have something called sadness in his eyes. He was neither the first nor the last to give everything including his life for his country. He understands and agrees with the actions of the national security staff. Even if he died outside that time, he hoped that his relics could be returned to his parents. Although this will make the two elders think about others even more, it is the last wish of any wanderer away from home.

"You know General Song Lanyue who is in charge of the aftermath of the 'Blood Blood' operation?"

"Hehe, the younger brother of the general secretary, it's not a secret. How could I not know?" Qin Zhao glanced at Yue Jinyang who was sitting not far from him with interest, and the sadness in his eyes was replaced by sarcasm: "But what does this finger wrench have to do with him?"

"Listen to me," Yue Jinyang was silent for a while, as if he was looking for the most suitable beginning to explain to him: "You can judge its identity from the seven teeny scripts engraved on the finger with Pegasus stepping on the snow and shooting Sirius. The name is Flying Wolf. It is said that Guo Ziyi, a general under Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, had meritorious deeds in driving away the Hulu. Since he was both civil and military, he asked the jade craftsman to make this finger to reward him. Until the second year of Jianyuan in the reign of Emperor Dezong, Guo Ziyi was 85 years old. He passed away at the age of 10. The Flying Wolf Finger was rewarded by his eldest son Guo Yao to Song Hun, the personal bodyguard who saved his life... Since then, this finger has been regarded as a family heirloom in the old Song family. It has been passed down from generation to generation for more than a thousand years. Until the start of the movement to destroy the four olds, if it hadn't been for the youngest daughter of the Song family, Song Lanxia, ​​who had an idea, tied it up with a red-headed rope and tied it as a small hair ornament on girls at that time. If it's on some big braids, I can't see it again today."

Following Yue Jinyang's explanation like telling a story, Qin Zhao's complexion gradually turned serious, even a little pale. Because, at this time, there seemed to be a deduction in his heart that he dared not dream of, which kept hitting his increasingly clear thinking.

Yue Jinyang didn't pay attention to Qin Zhao's reaction, he believed that this man must have thought of something. Since you have to tell the truth sooner or later, tell him this shocking secret that has nothing to do with you as quickly as possible. Rubbed the tip of his nose with his right index finger, as if this could strengthen his ability to control language: "Later, because of the special environment where black and white were reversed, the three young people in the Song family who were blinded by the illusion in front of them were longing for the truth. Under the instigation of Dabai Yu Tianxia, ​​he recklessly did a big thing that they would regret for the rest of their lives. That is, they posted several big-character posters on the street that had not been carefully processed. The result of such recklessness was that the revolutionaries at that time The committee found the perpetrator based on the special stamp on the paper."

Qin Zhao only felt that his body became cold and his breathing began to become short of breath, but his rationality told him that he was just listening to a story from a long time ago. Although this past event may affect his life.

"Those who feared the peace of the world immediately seized on this flaw, and began to prepare how to deal with that old man of the Song family who has always kept himself clean." Yue Jinyang glanced at Qin Zhao not only with emotion but also with envy, and found that his smile was a little stiff except for the corner of his mouth. Besides, even the fingers holding the cigarette showed no sign of trembling. With a secret praise in his heart, he continued: "Just when the old man of the Song family got wind and lamented his fate, and was about to stand up and sacrifice himself to save his three sons, the youngest daughter of his family, Song Lanxia... went to the revolution one step ahead of her father. The committee admitted that she posted those big-character posters on the street...In that kind of environment, you should understand the consequences of doing so."

"Since then, this finger has disappeared before the Song family's eyes along with the Song family's little daughter?" Qin Zhao let the cigarette ash in his hand fall on his trouser legs, and followed Yue Jinyang's words to reason: "Then this disappearance will last for thirty years."

"Yes." Yue Jinyang had to admit that Qin Zhao did have a clever mind that ordinary people envied.

"Hehe. You don't mean to say that one of the three later brothers of the Song family is Song Lanjiang, the current general secretary?" Qin Zhao felt that he was too smart, because he only relied on one finger to tell a story. , he vaguely guessed that his mother, who looked extremely tough in front of his father, but looked like an old cow protecting a calf in front of him, might be Song Lanxia, ​​the youngest daughter of the Song family who had been missing for thirty years.

"Based on your cleverness, you should have guessed Aunt Song's real identity, right?" Yue Jinyang saw that there was no need to tell stories anymore, so he directly punctured the window paper: "Actually, my little sister and I ...Oh, that is, the purpose of your aunt Song Yingxia coming to Qingdao is to fulfill the 30-year dream of the old Song family brothers and find their little sister, your mother Song Lanxia.