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???????????????????????????????????????????? Out of the torrent of scolding, Mr. Rongcheng¡¯s piece of advice was tantamount to clearing Chen Wanxiang¡¯s name.
Needless to say, what she was like during her lifetime, death is like a lamp going out, but she can¡¯t even have peace of mind.
"The Shenbao" has a high sales volume and huge influence. With this ground-breaking statement, many newspapers that had been clinging to her were silenced.
Some newspapers that accused her of being a slut and a slut were still hot on their heels. On the third day after Mr. Rongcheng¡¯s article appeared in the newspaper, they provoked a quarrel in the air. Not only were they extremely mean to Chen Wanxiang, but they also thought that Mr. Rongcheng She is Chen Wanxiang's "old friend".
Fan Tian, ??the deputy editor of "Shen Shen", was sitting at the Fanhuangdu Cafe on Yuyuan Road when he saw Mr. Rongcheng, who was denounced by a newspaper as Chen Wanxiang's "old lover": ""
He never knew that Chen Wanxiang was okay with this?
After Fan Tian sent the letter requesting a meeting, he also discussed it with Huang Duo in the editor-in-chief's office. His guess about Mr. Rongcheng was that "perhaps he is a new-school person who has studied abroad, and is about twenty-seven or thirty-eight years old." "A young man of about ten years old, with unusual kindness and compassion for women", when Gu Ming sat down in front of him with the magazine he had arranged for, he still didn't react.
"Miss, there are still people here. Please sit at another table, Miss."
Gu Ming blinked, slowly put the magazine on the table, pushed it in front of him, and smiled slightly: "Sir, Mr. Rongcheng is the one you are waiting for."
So Fan Tian was shocked!
¡ª¡ªIs Mr. Rongcheng a woman?
He blurted out and asked the question in his mind.
Gu Ming is quite young, her face still has a bit of childishness that has not completely transformed, and her smile is youthful and sweet, but she can't associate the calm and rational Mr. Rongcheng with her.
She took out the pen in her bag, wrote a line in the blank space of the magazine, and then pushed it in front of him.
Young Master Rongcheng can impersonate his name, but his handwriting must not be fake.
Fan Tian had seen Mr. Rong Cheng¡¯s flying handwriting when submitting articles in the editor-in-chief¡¯s office, and once again saw the line of words left in the blank space of the magazine cover. He no longer had any doubts, and even his expression changed.
He stood up, half-bent and extended his hand to Gu Ming: "Mr. Rongcheng, I'm glad to meet you!"
Gu Ming also stood up and shook his head: "That's too much praise!" He was as humble and elegant as a blooming Clivia.
Fan Tian almost wanted to laugh out loud. Those newspapers that criticized Mr. Rongcheng and maliciously speculated about her improper relationship with Chen Wanxiang should really attend his meeting with Mr. Rongcheng today, so that they could reflect on their own filthiness. What exactly is inside your brain?
Mr. Rongcheng¡¯s voice for a strange woman is just a sigh of relief.
Fan Tian could suddenly understand Master Rong Cheng¡¯s indignation.
He delivered the letter of engagement in person and had a heart-to-heart talk with Mr. Rongcheng, finding that her appearance was very deceptive.
On the surface, she looks like a well-behaved little girl, but in fact, when you talk to her, you can get a glimpse of her character from a few words. She is by no means an innocent and naive girl.
On the contrary, she has her own unique opinions on many things, and her words are reasonable.
When Fan Tian went back to report the progress of his work to editor-in-chief Huang Duo, he had not yet digested his shock.
"Editor-in-Chief, you really should go meet me today. I didn't expect Mr. Rongcheng to be an innocent-looking little girl!"
Huang Duo pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and cast a beam of doubtful light from behind the lenses: "Master Rongcheng is a little girl?"
Before Fan Tian could answer, he already had the answer: "You won't be deceived, right?"
Fan Tian pushed the magazine that Gu Ming had written on in front of him, almost a little frustrated: "Am I that stupid? She wrote this in front of me, look at it! Look at it!"
Huang Duo took it over and compared the handwriting carefully, and was even more shocked than Fan Tian: "In other words, whether it is age or gender, neither of us guessed correctly?"
"Yes!" Fan Tian always thought that he had the ability to discern people, but today he suddenly began to doubt himself.
When Tang Ping came to Shanghai with four personal guards from the Marshal's Mansion, he was filled with sadness. He didn't even have a photo. Finding someone in Shanghai was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Unexpectedly, within twenty-four hours of stepping on the soil of Shanghai, I would receive news from Aunt Gu.
He took the newspaper and wanted to read it eighteen times. After carefully reading that the signature of the declaration was Mr. Rongcheng, he was afraid that it was an illusion caused by his own eyesight. He took the newspaper and asked the four guards one by one for confirmation.Four personal guards: ""
Tang Ping was too lazy to visit Pei Shien and took the four of them straight to the "Declaration" to inquire about Mr. Rongcheng's news.
Gu Ming had never told Fan Tian to keep his address secret. Besides, Tang Ping was from Rongcheng and only said that he was a family member of Young Master Rongcheng. His age and appearance matched him, so Fan Tian had no reason to hide it.
That afternoon, Tang Ping found the Shikumen pavilion where she rented.
When he knocked on the door, he heard a familiar voice inside: "Here we come!" Then the door opened from the inside, revealing a familiar face.
Gu Ming: "" Is the Qing Gang so well-informed?
Xie Yu said that Feng Quqiu came to Pei Shien. It is said that the Qing Gang is a local gangster in Shanghai and is well-informed. It is indeed true.
She opened the door and asked Tang Ping to come in and sit down with a cold face: "Adjutant Tang, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why do you want to come to the door?"
Tang Ping almost fell down at the door of the narrow pavilion.
"Gu Aunt Gu, what do you think this subordinate can do for you?"
Gu Ming turned around and sat on the bed, and said clearly: "Did your young marshal send you here?" But he deliberately told nonsense: "He asked you to send you the severance pay?"
Tang Ping was anxious and quickly defended his master: "Aunt Gu, the young marshal didn't ask his subordinates to deliver severance pay, he asked his subordinates to take Aunt Gu home!"
Gu Ming had thought about this issue since the first day she stayed in Shanghai. Later, when she heard that Feng Qu had even sent heavy gifts to ask for a meeting with Pei Shien, the leader of the Qing Gang, in order to find her, she knew that sooner or later he would come looking for her.
She rehearsed the reunion scene countless times in her mind. Feng Qu did not show up for actual combat training, but she became calmer.
"What if I don't go back?"
The pavilion was cramped and cramped. In Gu Ming's eyes, it was already a good place to live, but in Tang Ping's eyes, it was not even comparable to the rooms of the servants of the young marshal's house.
Tang Ping heard about the reason for Aunt Gu's disappearance from Feng Qu. Thinking of her best friend who had runny noses and tears, he felt pity for her inexplicably and spoke in a nice and angry tone.
"Aunt Gu, the young marshal has already gone to the front line. Before he left, he specifically asked me to find you and take you home. My subordinates must complete the task! Besides, the marshal's mansion is better than here anyway, right? Mother Lin I've made some soup at home waiting for you!" His expression was more sincere than ever.
????????????????? Feng Qinshou has already gone to the battlefield?
Gu Ming suddenly smiled mysteriously, reached under the pillow and took out a gun, put the muzzle of the gun at his throat, and said in a sonorous voice: "Adjutant Tang, I won't embarrass you. Today you can either go back empty-handed, or take it with you." Go back with my body!"
Tang Ping was so frightened by this scene that he took a big step back and almost knelt down in front of this aunt: "Aunt Gu, if you have something to say, say it carefully! Be careful of getting angry! If you have something to say, say it carefully!"
Gu Ming was determined to lie today: "There is nothing to say. Marshal Feng has abandoned me like a worn-out shoe a long time ago. I almost died in the song and dance hall. I already understand his thoughts. Please tell Lieutenant Tang to tell Marshal Feng that we meet in the mountains and rivers. We meet each other in the mountains and rivers." We¡¯ll meet again indefinitely!¡±
Tang Ping panicked: "Gu Aunt Gu"
Gu Ming stood up and took two steps with the gun on his neck, approaching Tang Ping: "Adjutant Tang, do you want to see my blood splattered on the spot? Why don't you close the door and let me finish it on my own, don't turn around and splatter you with blood, and wash up." It¡¯s also troublesome!¡±
"Gu Gu" Tang Ping was so frightened that he stuttered: "No! If you have something to say, please say it! I will ask the young commander for instructions, please don't be impulsive"
He ran away in a hurry, forgetting to close the door between the pavilions for Gu Ming. He quickly went straight to a nearby phone booth and called Feng Qu for instructions on how to deal with it.
In the pavilion, Gu Ming threatened death for the first time in his life, but he didn't expect the effect to be good.
She hummed a tune and opened the magazine of the pistol. There was nothing inside.
She had put away the bullets a long time ago, and she was not prepared to make such a low-level mistake as misfiring the gun and losing her life in vain. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com