If Shi Daling wanted to teach the Japanese a lesson, he would of course find a suitable excuse. Ma Qian'an believed that Shi Daling was much smarter than Saddam, and Lao Sa would find the excuse of Kuwait brothers to "sneak" their oil fields to send troops, and Shi Daling could of course be too.

For example, Shi Daling said that this oil field is in the shape of a spoon. The spoon handle is in my territorial waters. You little Japan mines the oil in the spoon on the high seas. If the spoon is empty, the oil in my spoon handle will flow to you. Isn’t that great? No, you have to pay it back and add interest. Will the Japanese give their life back to him?

At first, Ma Qian'an could only think of this excuse. He was maliciously guessing Shi Daling's reaction after learning about this. After thinking about it, he thought about it again. Uncle Shi might take a more harsh approach, but how to do it? With Ma Qian'an's head, he still couldn't figure out the "wisdom" of those big names for the time being. It is estimated that there will be major "entertainment" programs. He can't watch the Japanese dig treasures at his doorstep without being moved.

Anyway, I have buried the bomb for you. I am watching the fun if you want to play.

Today is Christmas Eve, and all European expatriates are happily welcoming this grand festival. Some Chinese and indigenous people who have become European and believe in the ** religion are also busy without exception.

Chen's Investment Group is a young company that has been established for less than half a year. Except for some necessary positions in the company, who need mature skills, most of the rest are energetic young people. According to local holiday practices, the company also had a day off today. Young people who received double salary in advance quickly formed a party organization and prepared to hold a party in the company's auditorium tonight.

Soon, Ma Qian'an was notified by an organization. Ma Qian'an was familiar with this person. This guy named Zheng Guanzhi was also a member of the Yan'an group, with a number oo6, and was a literary youth.

Ma Qian'an held the program list drawn by Zheng Guanzhi in his hand, and quickly swept it up, crossed out two programs for him very seriously, one was the chorus "Internationale" and the other was "The March of the Eighth Route Army". These two songs are good songs, but they are not suitable for singing in Xingjiagang. Here we must keep a low profile and not let the British have any abnormalities. Qiu Dafazi is an active and powerful character, so don't let his disciples in Xingjiagang listen to it.

"Who is so stupid to these two songs? I've said it for so long. Do you think this is in Yan'an? Add "The March of the Big Sword" and "On the Songhua River" and it's decided." The songs sung by all Chinese people can promote the anti-Japanese war among Chinese people.

Ma Qian'an looked at Zheng Guanzhi who was red-faced and still refused to leave after being scolded. He couldn't help but ask curiously, "What else is there?"

Zheng Guanzhi touched the back of his head, "Who sang this "On Songhua River"?"

"Li Shanfeng, you don't know, that's amazing, you're not right to look for him."

Zheng Guanzhi was surprised and half opened his mouth. Seeing that Ma Qian'an didn't seem to be a joke, he left in disbelief, and muttered, "The captain's head is broken, this song is a sad and sad tune. Brother Li couldn't shout out Xintianyou with a loud voice."

Seeing Zheng Guanzhi leaving, Ma Qian Anxun cleaned the safe, burning what should be burned, tearing it apart, anyway, those forged things have lost their meaning of existence. When will it not be destroyed?

The burnt smell of the burnt papers is good for a long time before it can be eliminated.

As usual, Juventus came again to "look at him". When he entered the door, he wrinkled his beautiful nose and sniffed it. Ma Qian'an, who was guilty, was busy and had nothing to say.

"You burn something?"

"Where, what should I burn? I'll ask you to watch Jin Qianyu, where did you look at her?" Ma Qian'an looked stern and fought back with a defensive look.

Juventus was a little panicked, frowned slightly, twisted his two beautiful eyebrows together, and swallowed for a long time, "This is what I'm looking for you, that's right, Brother Zhan, I'm also very strange. I couldn't see her yesterday and didn't come to work. Do you think it's strange?"

What's the point? It's not easy to be killed by Wang Feihong yesterday. Jin Qianyu is really a master. He seriously injured two of me. If this little girl had a gun at the time, who would have killed her? Listening to Wang Feihong's description of the roundup process, Ma Qian'an judged that the little girl was at least 7 judo.

Ma Qian'an continued to look stern, "How can you join our organization if you can't do such a thing well? Hum?"

Juventus took a step back in surprise, raised his face and argued: "I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, but I'd like to let this spy escape."

It was indeed this move. Being able to do this means that Juventus had made up his mind. Ma Qian'an could no longer hold back his face and laughed out loud.

Brother Zhan is mocking me? Ma Qian'an's smile fell in Juventus' eyes, but was misunderstood to mock her and despise her for being unable to do anything.

"I am willing to accept the punishment if I haven't completed the task!" Juventus red cheeks, took a step forward, and thrust his chest. As he moved, his chest trembled.

Ami Tofu, Ma Qian'an's eyes followed the little white rabbit on Juventus' chest and moved up and down twice, "Stop! Wenting, stop!" Ma Qian'an stretched out a big hand vertically, blocking his sight.

Juventus stopped immediately, but she was as smart as a fox and immediately realized why Ma Qian'an was panicked. She smiled and her face turned redder.

Oh, what should I do? ** is getting bigger and bigger. It’s not a solution after a long time. Now I should drive her away without hurting her face. I have to think of a mistake. Ma Qian'an reached under the office desk with both hands, and quickly took out a large piece of sauce-colored chocolate from the drawer, and used the heat and strength of his palm to pinch the chocolate into a long strip.

"I won't beat you or scold you. There is no punishment this time. If you can, please leave." Ma Qian'an was weaving the things in his hands while perfunctory Juventus.

Juventus Ting didn't leave, the girl was meticulous in her family. She had already seen Ma Qian'an's mood changes. This was a good time. Why should she leave? Maybe it's possible that the relationship between the two will be one step closer today.

Ma Qian'an sat up suddenly, stretched out his palm, and a piece of "rice fields" was scattered in his palm. This was his masterpiece he had just completed under the table. A long strip circled up, and a pointed point appeared slightly, like that thing. Ma Qian'an couldn't bear to hurt the girl's heart, but he would make pranks.

Sure enough, Juventus was stunned for a moment, his facial features were squeezed into one place, and he was full of disgust. What is Brother Zhan doing? What makes this disgusting thing? No wonder the air in the room is abnormal.

Ma Qian'an struck while the iron was hot, retracted his palm and sent the thing to his mouth and licked it. Seeing that Juventus still didn't react, Ma Qian'an suddenly smiled strangely, opened his mouth and bit off half of the thing in his hand, chewed it heavily.

"Delicious! Delicious! Wenting, come some too?" Ma Qian'an let the sauce-colored juice flow down the corner of his mouth, stretched his palm forward again, and "enthusiastic" invited Juventus to share the good food.

"Dispair!" Juventus completely moved his facial features, and he screamed and ran out of the door. Brother Zhan was so disgusting. Could it be that the recent tense battle has collapsed his mind and actually made such an incredible move. He could not eat shit without eating anything!

"Hahaha..." Juventus left disgustedly, Ma Qian'an held his left hand on the table, staring at the "masterpiece" on his right hand, laughing happily.

After eating the chocolate for a few bites, he went to the outer room to wash his hands. Ma Qian'an sat back behind the desk. When he recalled the situation just now, he still couldn't help but feel happy.

"Dingling" the phone rang. Ma Qian'an picked up the receiver with a smile on his lips, and Chen Jiashen's voice immediately came from it, "Little... Zhan, what are you doing? Wenting said you are eating that... uh, unclean things, she asked me to find a psychologist for you, you won't..."

It's bad! The young man left disgusted, and the old man immediately expressed his "concern". The woman is really gossiping, and complains about such a small matter. Ma Qian'an has not turned around from his prank mentality, and did not realize that this is not a complaint, but Juventus's concern for him.

"No... nothing! Mr. Chen, is Wenting here?" Ma Qianan asked quietly with guilt.

Chen Jiashen glanced at Juventus, who was anxious not far from him, and seemed to have some idea in his heart, so he lowered his voice and said to the microphone: "Tell me, did you two have a conflict just now?"

"No, how is this possible? I just ate a piece of chocolate and didn't give it to her. Is she angry?" Ma Qian'an hurriedly denied it and took the opportunity to turn the raid.

Ah? Chen Jiashen laughed silently. This pony was hiding, and there must be something wrong.

Chen Jiashen deducted the phone number and turned to Juventus and said, "He doesn't admit it. I think he doesn't want to find a doctor anymore. It's normal to hear his tone."

"Uncle, I clearly saw it, um! I was so disgusting. I ate all such disgusting things, but I still said it was okay?" Juventus twisted his body and acted coquettishly at Chen Jiashen.

Seeing Yu Wenting's expression in this way, Chen Jiashen felt more and more sure that his niece had thoughts about him, so he smiled and said that he really looked like him, "He said it was chocolate. Did you invite you to eat it together? You don't want to eat it?"

Oh! When Juventus heard Chen Jiashen say this, he stomped his feet in anger and mumbled, "This is a damn thing, I'm lying to me."

Chen Jiashen looked at Yu Wenting's youngest daughter's mentality and couldn't help but persuade her, "Wenting, don't always run to your brother Zhan. He is too busy and does big things, so it's hard to disturb him."

Of course, Juventus was not convinced and retorted: "Uncle, today is a serious matter. He asked me to monitor Jin Qianyu and also gave me the opportunity to get rid of her. I am reporting on this matter."

Chen Jiashen raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Then how did you do it?"

"It's not done. I've asked for instructions. He is still disgusting."

Chen Jiashen pondered for a while and had no choice but to tell Juventus, "This matter is over, he won't tell you that he might have his ideas."

"It's over?" Juventus was dumbfounded. His efforts were not in vain. For this reason, he also summoned a few younger brothers and wanted to show off his skills. Unexpectedly, Ma Qian'an had already done it silently.

"Yes, it's done. We have two wounded people. If you want to participate in our business, start with small things. You can participate in the work of taking care of the wounded people." Chen Jiashen was unwilling to attack Juventus' enthusiasm and showed her a clear path.

The depressed Juventus wanted to slip away, but was stopped by Chen Jiashen, "Give you a chance, go upstairs and call your brother Zhan down. I will discuss something with him. At the same time, you can also question him, see what excuse he can use to lie to you."
Chapter completed!