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Chapter 442 Mr. Nanzhu¡¯s gift

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    Sakurai glanced at Sun Qi, and then said in unskilled Chinese: "Hello, Boss Sun, I am Sakurai, nice to meet you."

    With that said, Sakurai stood up and bowed to Sun Qi with a ninety-degree bow.

    Sun Qi glanced at Sakurai, feeling a little flattered.

    Because he was running business in Lingqiu County on weekdays, and when he saw these Japanese people, they all nodded and bowed, for fear of offending them.

    Now that such a Japanese officer bowed ninety degrees to him, it really surprised him.

    "Sun Qi, Sakurai is a very good person. In the future, a lot of the information he obtains will be reported directly to you. Just sort it out and pass it on to me. If I need Sakurai's help for anything, I will also  Notify him through you.¡±

    Sun Qi nodded heavily and said, "Okay, leave it to me!"

    Afterwards, Sun Qi got acquainted with Sakurai again, and Xia Yang said, "Sakurai, I came to see you today. In addition to this matter, there is another matter. I hope you can help me pay attention to it."

    Sakurai asked: "What happened?"

    Xia Yang told Sakurai about the "epidemic prevention and water supply unit".

    And after hearing about the specific tasks and various behaviors of this so-called "epidemic prevention and water supply force", Sakurai was so angry that he trembled all over.

    "So, I hope you can pay more attention to this matter and inform Sun Qi once you have news." Xia Yang said.

    Sakurai nodded and said: "Okay, leave this matter to me. I can often go in and out of my brother's office, and I can also participate in some more important meetings. There must be a lot of information that can be obtained."

    With Sakurai¡¯s support, Xia Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

    The placement of such an important chess piece within the Japanese army is definitely great news for Xia Yang.

    After all, the things that bugs can eavesdrop on are still very limited.  But if there is Sakurai, an informant who has direct access to Japanese military secrets, the amount of secrets that can be obtained will be very huge.

    After that, the three of them discussed the details of the future work. Even the place to connect the connector and the password for the connector were all prepared.

    Finally, Xia Yang raised his glass and said to Sun Qi and Sakurai: "Drink this glass for the final victory!"

    After saying that, he drank the glass of wine in one gulp.

    Xia Yang, Sun Qi, and Sakurai talked for a long time until it was past ten o'clock in the evening.

    Sakurai could not return to the camp too late, so he left in a hurry.  After seeing Sun Qi off, Xia Yang also walked towards his hotel.

    When Xia Yang walked to the door of the hotel, he saw a woman wearing a white cloak standing at the door of the hotel.

    Xia Yang frowned when he saw the woman from a distance.

    Although the light was not very good, Xia Yang recognized him at a glance. With that figure and temperament, he must be Nanzhu Jun.

    At this time, she was wearing white clothes, and the color of her long black hair and cloak formed a very sharp contrast.  Behind her is the snow that has not yet melted, making it the best backdrop.

    It has to be said that Mr. Nanzhu, as long as he stands there, he seems to be able to become the center of the entire world.  Even the light leaking out of the hotel seemed to be deflected around her at this moment.

    The street in front of the hotel became a stage in an instant.  And Nanzhu Jun is herself, and she is also the protagonist on the stage.  The passers-by who happen to walk by are just dust in the world.

    Only Mr. Nanzhu is the only shining star.

    Seemingly noticing Xia Yang's gaze, Mr. Nanzhu turned his head, and the two of them looked at each other across the long street of more than ten meters.

    The corners of Nanzhujun's mouth raised slightly, and he wanted to move his feet.  But he seemed to feel that was not reserved enough, so he restrained his steps forward and stood there elegantly.  A pair of picturesque eyebrows and a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

    Xia Yang actually wanted to avoid Mr. Nanzhu just now, but when she saw her, he had to walk over.

    "It's so late, why are you here!" Xia Yang asked.

    It is now the end of December, and after the heavy snow, the weather is getting colder.  Nan Zhujun's fair and tender face was also slightly red from the cold.

    She raised her eyes and looked at Xia Yang and said, "I come here often. The manager of the hotel said that you are here today. I will wait here for your return."

    Xia Yang looked down at the girl, feeling a little bit in his heartfeel bad.

    "Do you come every day?" Xia Yang asked.

    Mr. Nanzhu nodded slightly and said, "Not every day, even after singing in the theater, I will stop by here to have a look. If you come, I will meet you. If you don't come, I will continue to wait."

    After saying this, she nodded slightly.

    Being thought about by such a well-behaved, intelligent, and extremely beautiful girl all the time, Xia Yang also felt that a certain string in his heart was lightly touched.

    "Thank you!" Xia Yang held it in for a long time and didn't know what to say. He could only say this dispensable and meaningless thing.

    Mr. Nanzhu lifted the bag in his hand, raised it to Xia Yang's chest and said, "This is a gift for you! Thank you for saving me last time."

    Xia Yang then remembered that the last time he came to Lingqiu County, he had rescued Mr. Nanzhu from a few drunken brats.

    He looked down at the bag, but didn't dare to reach out to pick it up. He thought to himself that if it was something too expensive, it would be better not to give it up.

    "What gift?" Xia Yang asked.

    Mr. Nanzhu said: "It's winter here, and the weather is getting colder. I knitted a scarf for you. If you don't mind it, wear it to keep out the cold. If you feel that this gift doesn't suit you, I'll take it back and burn it.  .¡±

    As she said this, she lifted the bag into the air.  It was as if he was confronting Xia Yang.

    Xia Yang glanced at Mr. Nanzhu and took the bag.

    It is the hardest thing to live up to a beautiful woman. This statement applies to most men.

    Seeing Xia Yang take the gift, Mr. Nanzhu's eyebrows suddenly showed joy.  The fingers that had been nervously pinching the corners of his clothes now calmed down.

    Xia Yang opened the bag and found a pure white scarf inside.

    This scarf was knitted by Nanzhujun herself. Every stitch and every thread is her heart.

    The last person to knit a scarf for Xia Yang was his deceased mother.

    Xia Yang wrapped the scarf around his neck, then smiled and said to Nan Zhujun: "Thank you, Miss Zhujun, I like this gift of yours very much. I was shivering from the cold just now, but now that I have this scarf wrapped around you, I feel warm.  A lot."

    Mr. Nanzhu looked up and saw the smile on Xia Yang's face, and felt that Xia Yang was even happier.

    She stretched out her hand and said, "Look at you, how can you wear a scarf like this?"

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of thin white fingers, Nanzhu Jun untied Xia Yang's scarf that was wrapped randomly around his neck, as if he was about to hang himself.

    Then she gently tied the scarf on Xia Yang, like a wife taking care of her husband's clothes.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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