Fifteen roses.

Do you want seven red flowers and eight pink flowers?

Two formal suits?

Are you going to a party?

Cai Zhen kept these conditions in mind and deduced a logical answer.

The most important point, Wang Yu said, was that she had to eat more, otherwise she wouldn't be able to lift it.

What could it be? Even a grown woman couldn’t lift it!

"Dinner is still being cooked, just wait for about ten minutes."

"I'm going to prepare flowers and formal clothes now."

"Sister Hong, please rest for a while!"

After Cai Zhen finished speaking, he hurried out the door.

Lu Ming stood at the door and took out his cigarette case, and tugged on his collar in annoyance. When he saw Cai Zhen rushing here in a hurry, he immediately stopped her: "Xiao Cai, lend me a light!".

The more urgent it is, the more obstacles there are.

Cai Zhen became more and more disdainful of Lu Ming, a guy who failed to achieve anything but failed.

But after all, Lu Ming can be regarded as his boss. Although he can't control him, he can't make things too tense.

He could only take out the matches from his pocket and hand them to Lu Ming.

"Lao Zhou said, I made the wrong cup myself?"

Lu Ming lit the match, lit the cigarette in his hand, pretended to be casual, and returned the matchbox to Cai Zhen.

Cai Zhen took the matchbox and said calmly: "It's just you who made a mistake!" After saying that, he quickly walked into the house.

Lu Ming finally realized that Cai Zhen and Zhou Yi were both good enough to wear a pair of trousers, but they had no hope at all.

If you want to get rid of the crime of drinking and causing trouble, you still need to work hard!

But what role does Captain Zhou play in this mission?

Cai Zhen walked into the front building and saw Zhou Yi sitting on a chair, reading a newspaper, so he said succinctly: "There is something happening!"

"I want roses and two sets of clothes!".

After hearing Cai Zhen's words, Zhou Yi put down the newspaper, pondered for a moment, and said decisively: "No matter what the meaning is, let's satisfy them first."

"It's just one last shudder. We can't let it go wrong."

"Since I've asked you to do it, just do it."

"By the way, notify the section chief and ask him to prepare. The show is about to take place!".

Among all the people in the Secret Service, Zhou Yiguan is the biggest. His arrangements are orders, and Cai Zhen must carry them out.

So I put on my hat and cotton-padded jacket and left quickly.

Zhou Yi smelled the aroma of vegetables in the kitchen and knew that dinner was almost ready, so he threw the newspaper on the table and went to the kitchen to help Ye Jinrong.

...

Jiao Xudong stood at the window and carefully observed the Romanian Embassy not far away with a telescope.

The entire embassy was brightly lit, and there were many vehicles blocked at the entrance. It looked like a dinner was going to be held.

Li Gouzi ate the steamed buns one after another. The pork head meat on the plate was so delicious.

Lao Du didn't eat much, he just ate a big pancake and drank some water.

When hunters go into the mountains, they don’t eat too much food, that is, they are only five times full.

Eating too much will make you sleepy, affect your mental state, and make you unable to feel the presence of prey and danger.

It won't work if you eat less.

It was so cold in the woods that it didn't matter how much clothing I wore, as two gusts of wind would blow through me.

There is no food in my stomach and I can't bear it at all.

"Yeah..."

“It’s so enjoyable!”

Li Gouzi swallowed the last piece of dough in his hand, fell to the floor, and burped happily.

Jiao Xudong glanced back and found that more than a kilogram of pig head meat on the plate had entered Li Gouzi's stomach. He said worriedly: "Young man, you will eat me up."

"It's really bad luck for eight lifetimes to have this thing of yours on your stall."

"If you eat two kilograms of pig head meat and six fist-sized steamed buns for one meal, even the village boss and his family will not be able to feed you."

"Hurry up and move around, don't push yourself to death!".

Normally, Li Gouzi would have scoffed at Jiao Xudong's words, but today he did eat a bit too much.

This steamed bun is not like the ones made at home. It contains fine-grained white flour, which is soft and mild, and is particularly delicious.

In addition, it was my first time to eat pork head meat, and I really couldn't control myself.

"In another quarter of an hour, we will set off."

"Gouzi, find a place with a good view for Lao Du."

"We may have to stick together."

"The box cannon is ready. There are more magazines this time. Load a few more."

"Don't go anywhere to have diarrhea!"

Jiao Xudong took another look with the telescope, glanced at the only watch in the second detachment, and found that the time was almost up, so he gave the order decisively.

After Li Gouzi heard this, he immediately got up from the floor, took out two boxes of ammunition from the cello case, grabbed a few more magazines, and filled them with bullets.

This is about life, don't be careless.

The old lady in the family still needs him to marry and have children, so that he can continue the family lineage of the old Li family.

After working hard for half an hour, the three of them were covered with magazines.

The time was just right. Jiao Xudong cleared away the oil paper on the coffee table, reluctantly looked at the luxurious furniture inside, and locked the door again.

The three of them were wearing black cotton-padded jackets. Instead of taking the elevator, they took the stairs. They left the apartment through the back door, looked at each other, and then disappeared into the dark alley.

...

Xiao Anzi did not go home to rest. Instead, he was dressed in short clothes, like a wanderer, sitting in a private room in a restaurant, humming a little tune and eating wine and food.

Opposite him, there was a group of men dressed the same as him. Each of them had a rucksack at their feet. Judging from the bulging appearance of the rucksack, you could tell that it contained a lot of things.

"On a good day, the beautiful scenery is so beautiful. The husband and wife both return home and take off their clothes when they get home..."

Xiao Anzi sang clichés that he heard somewhere, while drinking a small drink and patting the thigh of the woman next to him.

Judging from the sound, he exerted so much force that the delicate thighs under the cheongsam should have been slapped red.

But the woman did not dare to cry out in pain. Instead, she held the wine flask and added wine to the wine glass on the table so that Xiao Anzi could always drink.

"Mr. An, these people are all good players, they must be reliable!"

The cheongsam woman spoke blunt Mandarin and introduced the people in front of Xiao Anzi.

Xiao Anzi glanced at the cheongsam woman curiously and said with interest: "Aunt Mei, how many years have you been in Northeast China?".

Aunt Mei didn't know what this meant, but she was always very patient with big customers.

In addition, Mr. An has great hands and eyes and can get what she needs, so she must not offend him.

"I have been coming to Harbin for more than ten years."

"Is there any problem? Why does Mr. An ask this question?".

"You have been here for more than ten years, and your Mandarin is not as fluent as that of a newborn child."

"It seems you don't really like Harbin!"

Xiao Anzi said something to Aunt Mei, and then continued drinking.

These words spoke to Aunt Mei's heart. She really didn't like Harbin very much. It was too cold here.

The cold wind in Siberia can turn the most delicate peonies into bare poles.
Chapter completed!