Lost and Spy

Chapter 527 New Year's Eve Dinner
On New Year's Eve, the festival that countless Chinese people look forward to has finally arrived.

No matter how much suffering we had before, we can let it go for a while now.

No matter what goes wrong, let's wait until this year is over.

In the afternoon, there were already firecrackers in the street.

The passers-by were all in a hurry, eager to go home.

Those who are still at work have already been absent-minded.

Who doesn't want to go home early and have a happy New Year's Eve with the family?
There are still patrols, and those Chinese patrols have become a lot more friendly today.

Anyway, for the New Year's Eve, don't make anyone feel uncomfortable, right?
"Assistant Wu, don't forget to have a New Year's Eve dinner at home tonight."

Meng Shaoyuan made a special reminder when he left.

Wu Jingyi let out a "hmm".

Usually during the Chinese New Year, Wu Jingyi's family is reunited, but this year is different, her husband and children are all in Hong Kong.

For the New Year's Eve dinner in the evening, Meng Shaoyuan didn't invite many people.

After all, those brothers and sisters were fighting on the front lines.

I don't know when we will be able to get together again in a down-to-earth manner.

Before the Chinese New Year next year, we must let them all come back in advance.

The annual fees have been distributed to all the agents. No matter whether these agents are able to go home or not, at least the family can have a settled year.

"I'll go back first, remember, 6 o'clock."

Just as Meng Shaoyuan was about to leave, Wu Jingyi suddenly said, "Wait a minute, I have a small gift for you, consider it a New Year's gift."

Is there such a good thing?

Wu Jingyi took the initiative to give herself a gift?

God opened his eyes.

"Bring it in."

Wu Jingyi gave an order, and the "gift" she gave to Meng Shaoyuan was brought in.

That's a person.

Someone Meng Shaoyuan knew!
Liu Fuqin!
The field staff of Shanghai Railway Station!

This is the man who betrayed himself.

An inconspicuous little person, but it almost made it impossible for the famous Meng Shaoyuan to come back alive.

Kneeling on the ground, Liu Fuqin was trembling all over.

"Raise your head." Meng Shaoyuan said lightly, "Do you know me?"

"I...I know. You are Director Meng. You have given us field workers a lesson."

"Yes, I have taught you." Meng Shaoyuan smiled and said, "At the beginning, I told you to do a good job and contribute more to the nation. I especially told you not to be a traitor. You are remembering that. You scratched my face and didn't remember my words."

"Director Meng, I, I don't know what you mean..." Liu Fuqin said tremblingly.

"You know." Meng Shaoyuan patted him on the head: "Originally, I didn't need to spend so much with you, but today is New Year's Eve, I am in a good mood, and I have a few more words with you. Let's go on the road with peace of mind Well, remember not to be a traitor again in your next life."

"Director Meng, Director Meng..." Liu Fuqin cried out heart-piercingly.

But, it's too late, too late...

……

"Give me a catty of pork head meat, and a portion of sauced belly."

Meng Shaoyuan went to the stewed vegetable shop, and said while lighting it up: "It seems that the Chinese New Year is here, and the shop is still open?"

"Oh, boss, in this world, you just want to hide and make some money." The shop owner smiled and skillfully cut the stewed vegetables: "Besides, I am alone in Shanghai, and I am a family behind closed doors. Get some of your own. Braised vegetables, some wine, isn't this year over?"

Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "Be careful."

"thank you boss."

Lucai Awu, whose real name is Shi Xiaoli, is 44 years old, from Yantai, Shandong, and works in the field of the military command.

Meng Shaoyuan looked to the side, took out two packs of cigarettes from his bag, and put them in: "It's Chinese New Year, take it with you and smoke it, foreign cigarettes are good."

Lu Cai Ah Wu didn't say a word, just nodded silently.

His nose was a little sore.

His wife and children are all in Shandong, and he is alone in Shanghai. He could go back once a year to reunite with his wife and children, but this year is special, and all agents will cancel their vacations.

Did you say he doesn't want a wife and children?Fake.

Director Meng is such an official, but he doesn't have the slightest airs to the brothers.He didn't come to buy stewed vegetables, he just took this opportunity to condolence to the brothers.

It's worth it to work hard for such a boss.

In many cases, 20 can't buy friendship.But sometimes, a cigarette or a word is enough to make people work hard for it.

"Boss, I've packed it for you."

Meng Shaoyuan took the braised vegetables, smiled slightly, turned and left.

There are still places to go.

Those who are still sticking to their posts during the Chinese New Year must express condolences...

……

After turning around in a circle, it was almost 5 o'clock when I got home.

Before entering the house, I heard noises coming from inside.

Most of them are arguing in English, occasionally mixed with two Shanghai curses.

Don't even think about it, Alao and Butler Qiu.

These two people were probably life and death enemies in their previous lives.

Meng Shaoyuan's head was getting bigger.

Pushing open the door and going in, as soon as he saw the master coming back, Alao immediately complained like a cannonball, to the effect that it was fine for Butler Qiu to come so early, but he was so picky about his work that it was unreasonable.

The problem is, Butler Qiu also has his own good reasons.

He is Mrs. Qiangwei's housekeeper, and Mrs. Qiangwei also received the invitation today.Although Steward Qiu strongly opposed it personally, how could he interfere with what Madam decided?

Of course, he had to come in advance to check the sanitation and the quality of the food.

And this is precisely what Aarau taboos the most.

He is the master's butler, and he should have the final say here. Any so-called inspection is a serious distrust of him, which is unforgivable.

Not much speculation.

Unsurprisingly, the two quickly developed from sarcasm and accusations to quarrels.

"Alao, go do your business, the guests are coming soon." Meng Shaoyuan put the things in his hand on the table, opened the oil-paper bag, took out a piece of sauced pork belly inside, and said, "Housekeeper Qiu, would you like some?"

"Thank you, I never eat this kind of food, it's extremely unhygienic." Butler Qiu frowned in disgust: "Also, I suggest that you don't serve this kind of food to Madam at the dining table."

Meng Shaoyuan didn't care at all, instead he ate with gusto: "Butler Qiu, Mrs. Lingtang used to be the first-rank wife of the Qing Dynasty, right?"

Butler Qiu was taken aback.

What does it mean?
"It looks like it's out of this world." Meng Shaoyuan smiled and poured a cup of tea: "Even if it's really Mrs. Yipin Gaoming, you have to eat what you should eat, and you have to eat it. I don't believe she will eat it." Whole grains and miscellaneous grains, can what is pulled out be eucalyptus nectar?"

Butler Qiu was stunned.

Of course he knew that Meng Shaoyuan was rude, but he never expected that he would be so rude.

"They were all raised by mothers and fathers. No one is more noble than anyone else. This stewed vegetable can be eaten by cart pullers and shoe shiners. Why can't you and your wife eat it?" Meng Shaoyuan grabbed another piece of pig with his bare hands. The ears were stuffed into the mouth: "You, that's a good life, you've got used to it, and you've regarded yourself as a superior person, but we inferior people are greedy for this thing."

Butler Qiu was furious again.Every time he talked to Meng Shaoyuan, he would be very angry.

But before he could figure out how to retort, he heard a voice at the door saying: "It's good for the upper class, let alone we are far from the level of the upper class."

Madam Qiangwei, Cai Xuefei!
"Ma'am." Butler Qiu hurriedly bent down.

Cai Xuefei didn't look at him either, she sat down next to Meng Shaoyuan, followed Meng Shaoyuan's example, also took a pig's ear empty-handed, and chewed slowly in her mouth: "I haven't eaten this for a long time."

Butler Qiu was completely dumbfounded.

Ma'am, she, she actually eats pig ears with her hands?
My goodness.

How did this happen.

This really means that those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black.

Cai Xuefei didn't care at all: "I remember when I was a child, maybe only seven or eight years old. Once, my uncle took me to the street and saw a small vendor selling stewed vegetables on a shoulder pole. My uncle quietly bought it for me. I also specifically explained that I can’t tell my parents when I get home. I still remember that it was the most delicious thing I’ve ever eaten.”

"Yeah, yeah." Meng Shaoyuan nodded again and again: "Stealing food is very delicious. When I was young, my dad bought a big basket of oranges. He was afraid that I would steal them, so he hung them on the roof. As a result, I moved them twice. The stools were stacked together, and the bottom of the basket was broken, and I ate one after another, I don’t know how much I ate, and I woke up the next day full of anger.”

Cai Xuefei smiled and asked, "Did your father beat you?"

"Slapped, why didn't you?" Meng Shaoyuan sighed: "When I got home, I had a good pumping on my buttocks. At night, my mouth hurts when I sleep, and my buttocks hurt even more."

Cai Xuefei let out a "puchi" laugh.

Butler Qiu was really speechless.

In front of his wife, he actually said "ass" son, vulgar, too vulgar.

But the madam seems to be willing to listen.

"This is the first time I've heard you talk about your childhood."

Cai Xuefei seemed to have more than enough to say.

But Meng Shaoyuan quickly changed the subject: "Madam, what did I ask you for?"

"Don't worry, everything has been done for you." Cai Xuefei also put away her smile: "Tomorrow at [-] o'clock in the afternoon, at least a dozen newspaper reporters will arrive at Daguangming Cinema on time."

"They all want to?"

"Some are willing, some are hesitant, but I gave them a large sum of money, and when the matter is settled, they will take the money and leave Shanghai far away."

Meng Shaoyuan sighed softly: "Madam, I owe you too much. I know you don't care about this money, and you don't care."

"Who said that, I care." Unexpectedly, Cai Xuefei said: "That's a lot of money, who wouldn't care about money?"

what?
Embarrassed, embarrassed.

Cai Xuefei laughed again: "I just like to see your embarrassed expression. I heard people say that you, Young Master Meng, are a scoundrel, but now it seems to be true, and you want to renege on whatever you can."

Damn, who, who is telling the truth about himself in front of Mrs. Qiangwei!

(End of this chapter)