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Chapter 22

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    In the bedroom upstairs, Feng Qu took off the holster of his gun and put it on the bedside table with a clang. He pulled the chair in front of the dressing table and sat down with Da Ma Jin Dao. His face was cold and solemn, and he assumed the posture of interrogating the prisoner:  "Tell me, what's going on?"

    Gu Ming was pulled back by him, and sat on the bed with his head down. He glanced at the holster quietly, weighed the difference between losing his vest and losing his head, and decided to play dumb: "What's going on?" She secretly guessed that he knew.  How many.

    Feng Qu sneered: "You and Gong Xiyuan are arguing in front of me, do you think I am a fool?" The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He stood up and wanted to slap her twice on the butt.

    Gu Ming's reaction was extremely quick. He picked up the holster and held it in his arms. He jumped on the bed with a "swish" and said sternly: "Just be reasonable and don't use the gun!" He was surprised: Feng Qinshou didn't see it.  Thank you?

    Or maybe you saw it and didn¡¯t take it seriously?

    Feng Qu saw her cowering like a gun, her eyes rolling around, she was obviously scared to death, and she was twisting her neck to show off, and he almost laughed out of anger!

    He took a step forward, and Gu Ming couldn't help but take a step back while standing on the bed, her eyes fixed on his steps: "Don't don't come here!"

    ¡°I won¡¯t come over if you don¡¯t let me come over?¡±

    Who is Feng Qu?

    Apart from Marshal Feng who dared to point his nose and scold Rongcheng, who else could stop his decision?

    His tall figure was extremely oppressive, and his mocking expression was Gu Ming's nightmare. It made her retreat step by step, abandoning her troops and armor, and was completely defeated. She had no choice but to surrender.

    "Don't come over! II said it's not okay?"

    Gu Ming held the gun and moved it to the side of the bed, only to fall. He gritted his teeth and decided to fool him again: "Mr. Gongxi and Professor Wang are good friends. The professor recommended me to Mr. Gongxi and wanted to invite me to work there."  He writes articles for his newspaper."

    The highest level of lying is to tell the truth mixed with lies. Moreover, it is true that Gong Xiyuan asked her to write an article in the newspaper, and it is also true that he and Professor Wang are good friends.

    "Seriously?"

    "It's absolutely true!" Gu Ming nodded like crazy. In order to make Feng Qu believe it, he wanted to break his neck: "The professor likes me very much." Under Feng Qu's cool eyes, Guijue changed his words: "The professor likes me very much.  Articles I wrote.¡±

    These days, there are many examples of professors abandoning their first wives to stay with female students. The euphemistic name is "love", as if the pursuit of love is the supreme thing, and for this reason, it can overwhelm the responsibilities, morality and everything else in marriage. "Like  The word "I" was too ambiguous, and Gu Ming did not dare to get into trouble with Feng Qu at this moment.

    "What did the envelope he showed you say?"

    "That's their newspaper's remuneration standard." Gu Ming said nonsense: "Mr. Gongxi probably thinks that I love money as much as my life, and it's easiest to impress me with something direct like this."

    Feng Qu¡¯s voice rose a few degrees: ¡°Do you love money as much as your life?¡± His anger had subsided a bit: ¡°Why didn¡¯t I see it?¡±

    Gu Ming smiled flatteringly: "That's because I hid it well! I hid it well!"

    She felt no pressure to please Feng Qu, who was clutching her life.

    In an era where survival is above all else, saving one's own life is victory, so what moral integrity is there?

    "Give me the gun back!"

    Feng Qu stretched out his hand.

    Gu Ming hugged her tightly and never let go: "I'll keep it safe for you, Marshal!"

    ¡° What she said about keeping it was really keeping it. She even held the gun holstered in her arms without letting go. She seemed to know that she didn¡¯t know how to use it, so she didn¡¯t waste her efforts.

    "Do I need you to keep it?" Feng Qu became angrier the more he thought about it: "You just made an appointment with Gong Xiyuan for the next meeting outside, and you hooked up with other men in front of me. You treated me like a dead person.  ?"

    "Young Marshal, you will live a long life!" Gu Ming quickly flattered him: "My appointment with Mr. Gongxi is also a serious matter. Last time, the Marshal said that I was not good at being a teacher, but working in a newspaper office shouldn't be embarrassing. Besides, Rong Cheng  Young Master also said that women need to gain economic rights in the family, so it is not good for me to let the young commander take care of me all the time. I should make my own money."

    Feng Qu laughed out loud, full of contempt and ridicule: "How much money can you make?"

    The military government of Rongcheng was rich and wealthy. It was close to the mountains and the sea, and the shipping trade was booming. The salary in the newspaper office was considered generous for ordinary people, but to Feng Qu, it was really not even a sesame seed.

    Gu Ming blushed: "Young Marshal, you look down on people! I don't earn much in the newspaper office, but it's enough to support myself!" Then she smiled shyly: "Maybe I can buy a shirt for the Young Marshal!"

    She looked like she was thinking about herselfFeng Qu couldn't help but soften his heart, and his tone softened a lot: "Who asked you to make money to buy me things again?"

    ?? Gu Ming said with a sincere face: "I have been eating and living in Young Marshal's house. I always want to make some money to buy something for Young Marshal. I know that Young Marshal has everything, butit is always a little bit of my heart."

    She has a lovable face, and has especially developed the skills to talk to people and tell lies. Her lies also seem to be true, and her eagerness to repay makes Feng Qu even more unable to do so.  Neglected, the thunderous voice gradually became less and less, and it seemed to have a comforting meaning: "You are a little girl, who forced you to make money?"

    ¡ª¡ªHave you finally passed the test?  !

    Gu Ming felt relieved and burst into tears: "My father said I eat his food and drink his food, so I should listen to him. I was thinking I was thinking about making money and spending it on my own, and from now on"

    Feng Qu Liangliang said: "You can stop listening to me from now on?"

    Gu Ming shook his head: "Of course not!" He quickly expressed his loyalty: "I am the young marshal's man, so of course I must listen to the young marshal's words. If the young marshal asks me to go east, I dare not go west; if he asks me to beat a dog, I will never chase a chicken!"  "

    Feng Qu was almost amused by this girl, and quickly made a serious face: "Seriously?"

    "It's true! It's true!" As long as you don't take out your gun and kill me, whatever you say is what it is!

    Feng Qu: "You are not allowed to work in Gongxiyuan's newspaper office."

    Gu Ming: "Why?"

    Feng Qu: ¡°I don¡¯t like it!¡±

    Gu Ming quit immediately, jumped up and argued: "What do you mean by this? I have worked so hard to study, why should I play mahjong at home? I can't even recognize mahjong, so what else can I do? In the newspaper  Everyone is advocating that women should go out of the family and serve the society, so why can¡¯t I do that? Mr. Gongxi respects women who are self-reliant. You won¡¯t let me work in a newspaper if you don¡¯t like it. How can you be authoritarian in your family life?¡±

    Feng Qu's words unexpectedly elicited a rebuttal from her. The little girl's eyes widened and her cheeks puffed out as she huffed in anger. It was really cute. Besides, I don't know if she was usually too obedient, but occasionally she looked more prickly.  angry.

    He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and rubbed her head: "Why do you have to go to the newspaper office in Gongxiyuan? If you like working in the newspaper office so much, why don't I arrange for you to join the "Rongcheng Daily"?"

    "What else can the editor-in-chief of "Rongcheng Daily" do besides making fun of others?" Gu Ming was quite rude.

    Although she herself also did things like confusing right and wrong and taking money to launder her innocence, she still felt a little disgusted when she saw others shamelessly flattering others and doing more than she did.

    Feng Qu raised his eyebrows.

    Gu Ming changed his mind: "Actually, I think there is something wrong with the editor-in-chief of Rongcheng Daily."

    "What is the problem?"

    Gu Ming counted the numbers on his fingers and showed him: "His problems are so big! I usually blush when I look at the newspapers he edits. Journalists have to be measured in their praise. Excessive praise is a bit shameless. Anyway,  You also need to be more realistic when you tout it, right?¡±

    Feng Qu became interested: "How can you make your praise more realistic?"

    Seeing that he seemed to have completely calmed down, Gu Ming sat down cross-legged with his gun in his arms and patted the seat next to him: "Young Marshal, sit here and I'll tell you."

    Unknowingly, Feng Qu was led by her for a walk. After feeling relieved, he took off his military boots and sat over: "If you can't come up with anything today, let's see how I deal with you!"  The two words were held between the lips and teeth, and they suddenly had other meanings.

    Gu Ming: "Young Marshal, do you think it is more real to be a perfect person or a person who occasionally makes mistakes or shortcomings?"

    Feng Qu: "Of course it's the latter, who's right?"

    Gu Ming: "If it weren't for the promotion of becoming immortals and gods now, I think editor-in-chief Ren would be praising the commander-in-chief and the young commander-in-chief as immortals. It's so fake that it makes people dizzy."

    Feng Qu couldn't help but patted her little head and laughed: "Little girl is talking nonsense!" He also felt that what she said was the truth, and Ren Xia's flattery was indeed a bit too much.

    Gu Ming kept up his efforts: ""Rongcheng Daily" is the signature of Rongcheng. It used to be the notice board at the entrance of the government office. It published all important news! Let everyone know about the government's various developments, measures, and  It is a platform for people to understand the policies that benefit the people. It would be better if the editor-in-chief were appointed, and the newspaper would be turned into a full-time showroom for the commander-in-chief and the young commander-in-chief."

    Feng Qu: ""

    For the first time, Marshal Feng was speechless in front of his concubine, and he actually felt that what she said was very reasonable.

    "Then according to what you say, what should "Rongcheng Daily" do?"

    Gu Ming was flattered: "Young Marshal, do you really want to hear it?" She backed down again: "Actually, there is nothing wrong with being the editor-in-chief. I heard that "Yucheng Daily" also had the same tone, touting Marshal Cao and his son as unique in the world.  Thinking about it in other places, it's similar. It's not surprising that boasting is popular these days. Anyway, suona is also played, and trumpet is also played. What can't be played without blowing?"

    Feng Qu laughed angrily at her: "What nonsense are you talking about, little girl?" He urged her: "Say it quickly!"

    Unexpectedly, Gu Ming started to sell things off: "Young Marshal wants me to say it, but I have to agree to one condition!"

    Feng Qu: "Have you betrayed me? How dare you negotiate terms with me?" He bullied her, pushed her down on the bed, and took the gun holster away from her arms. The little person was immediately imprisoned under him, with his face  A close-faced threat: "If you don't tell me today, believe it or not, I will kill you?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)What's the problem? I heard that "Yucheng Daily" also had the same tone, touting Cao Dashuai and his son as unique in the world. I think it was similar in other places.  It¡¯s not surprising that boasting is popular these days. After all, suona is also played, and trumpets are also played. What is blowing without?  "

    Feng Qu laughed angrily at her: "What nonsense are you talking about, little girl?" He urged her: "Say it quickly!"

    Unexpectedly, Gu Ming started to sell things off: "Young Marshal wants me to say it, but I have to agree to one condition!"

    Feng Qu: "Have you betrayed me? How dare you negotiate terms with me?" He bullied her, pushed her down on the bed, and took the gun holster away from her arms. The little person was immediately imprisoned under him, with his face  A personal threat: "If you don't tell me today, believe it or not, I will kill you?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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