"Ikenai Sakurako called and I said you were out for social events." When she got home, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and everyone else in the family was asleep.

Come upstairs.

The lights in the bedroom are still on.

"I'll take a shower first." Chen Miao nodded and agreed, went to take a shower, brushed his teeth, and walked out barefoot.

"Xueqin, what did you say just now?" asked while wiping your hair.

"Ikeuchi Sakurako called tonight."

"Have you said something?"

"Tomorrow morning at Licha Hotel, there will be a discussion in the economic circle that will allow you to attend on time." Liang Xueqin pointed to half a glass of milk on the head of the bed, "I can't drink half a glass of milk."

"What time is it?"

"I really didn't ask about this..." Liang Xueqin teased, "What economic symposium do you think you are a spy?"

"You don't understand this. Intelligence work can be divided into many types, including commercial intelligence, military intelligence, etc. The corresponding ones are naturally commercial spies and military spies. I am not an ordinary spy, so I have to understand anything." Chen Miao walked over with a smile, picked up half a glass of milk, and there was still some warmth.

Regardless of whether I had brushed my teeth, I was gone in one sip. This is milk that no Chinese can afford to drink, so I can't waste it.

"Come on, let me listen to our son's words." Chen Miao's ears leaned over and gently pressed on Liang Xueqin's protruding belly.

"Did you hear it?"

"This kid probably fell asleep, right?" Chen Miao said suspiciously.

"I was moving just now, I guess I'm tired now." Liang Xueqin gently stroked her belly, her eyes full of tenderness as she wanted to be a mother.

"Then let's go to bed, it's getting late."

"Did you see that Bai Lu today?"

"She didn't go." Chen Miao replied directly.

"Or, you invite me and invite me to visit our house. She is not a writer and can write lyrics. I have a few selections. If you want to modify them, can you ask her to help you modify them?" Liang Xueqin said.

"Okay, I'll ask you when she has time." Chen Miao said, "Writers usually have the five elements and are used to being free, so they can create without being restricted. Therefore, at this time, only others accommodate her."

"Brother San, tell me, what clothes should I wear then?"

"You, you can wear anything. You are a pregnant woman. This woman who wants to be a mother is incomparable to any woman." Chen Miao could not see the little thoughts in Liang Xueqin's heart.

As for women, they are a little jealous, and men are a little bit nervous about their psychology. If they change, the same will be true.

"Then I'll wear the cyan one, right?"

There was already a snoring sound from Chen Miao.

Liang Xueqin sighed quietly. Chen Miao went out early and came back late every day, not only was she tired in her body but her heart was so tired. How could she, a wife, not know?

However, she can't help but want to help now, and she's pregnant with her child.

I can only try my best to prevent Chen Miao from worrying about himself, so that he will not have to worry about the trivial matters at home, and there are enough things outside.

...

"Fried steamed bun slices, Hongyu, did you make them?" When I woke up in the morning and had breakfast, Chen Miao unexpectedly discovered that there was something on the ginseng seat that he had never eaten at home before.

Of course, not eating at home does not mean that he hasn’t eaten it, and he still knows him.

"Well, it was made by me. My family used to be poor, so it would be great if I could eat fried steamed buns in the morning. It was only eaten by rich landlords." Hongyu said.

"Not bad, it's fried so crispy and delicious." Chen Miao picked up a piece with chopsticks, put it in his mouth and took a bite. It was indeed delicious.

"If my third brother likes to eat, can I make it often in the future?"

"Don't make it every day. It's enough to make it once every ten or half a month. This breakfast will be eaten with a different taste so you won't get tired of it." Chen Miao smiled.

"I'll serve you porridge." Hongyu said, "I cooked the porridge of lean eggs this morning."

"Okay, since I have Hongyu in this family, I have been kept in my mouth. I can't get used to eating the food in our Linji cafeteria." Chen Miao laughed.

"The third brother has won the award. If it weren't for the third brother, how could I have been free from my life, and I could still live like this." Hongyu said hurriedly.

"Well, Hongyu, I'm not chasing you, you're not young anymore. If you really want to find someone to marry and live, just tell me directly. If you feel that you can't speak to me, it's the same with your sister Xueqin." Chen Miao said, "I'm not that selfish and want to keep you at home and serve you for the rest of your life."

"Thank you, Brother Third, Hongyu is so good now. I don't want to have any other plans yet. I also want to learn more with Sister Xueqin."

"Okay, learn more skills and don't suppress yourself. This is not bad." Chen Miao nodded, took the lean egg porridge from Hongyu, tasted it, "This porridge is really good. I'll call everyone who gets up for breakfast and tell them that after getting in and out, I've passed this village and there is no store."

"Godfather said that there is not much rice at home, so I have to buy some rice, but the rice price is too expensive now." Xiaoqi came back from training early, sat on the dining table, and said to Chen Miao.

"You ask him to go to 'Ruifeng' and find Yan Shihong. Buy 300 kilograms of rice and 200 kilograms of flour at 70% of the market price. The price of this rice should drop in a while. Don't buy too much." Chen Miao ordered.

"Okay." Xiao Qi agreed. Yan Shihong naturally knew Lao Cai and didn't need to explain anything extra.

...

"Xiao Qi, take my reporter suit, hat, glasses, and camera, and replace it with blank film..." As soon as the "Lin" record came, Chen Miao ordered Xiao Qi.

"Brother Third, why did you still disguise yourself as a reporter after you have agreed to communicate with others?" Xiaoqi asked strangely.

"Can I go as the director of the Inspectorate No. 76? Then everyone is not staying away from him." Chen Miao smiled.

"What about me?"

"Little follower." Chen Miao said.

"Yes, I have to change my clothes, too." Xiaoqi nodded.

When Chen Miao and Xiaoqi arrived at the Licha Hotel, there were reporters outside, but the Japanese were afraid that something would happen during the discussion, so it was impossible for all the reporters to listen. They only gave reporters from a few newspapers qualifications to listen.

After all, we have to publish news. How can we do without a reporter taking photos? We also have to create a friendly and warm atmosphere. Even if we don’t remember it, we have to find someone to dress up.

Chen Miao and Xiaoqi squeezed in from a group of people.

"Why did you come? The symposium has begun." Sakurako Ikenai was responsible for the security work of today's symposium. Seeing that Chen Miao and Xiaoqi were dressed up in a reporter, she walked over and asked quietly.

"You didn't tell me the time even if you called?" Chen Miao spread his hands.

"I'll let you in later, and the movement will be smaller." Sakurako Ikenai said.

"clear."

"Hey, what's wrong with them? Didn't you say you won't let in..." Seeing Chen Miao and Xiaoqi being put on the cordon, a group of reporters behind him were unhappy and questioned.

"Su Jing, they are licensed reporters, but they are late for some special reasons." Sakurako Ikenai snorted coldly, explained, turned around and walked inside, following Chen Miao's footsteps.

A gap was opened in the conference room. Chen Miao and Xiao Qi flashed and walked in quietly. The center of the conference room was arranged in a negotiation style. There were about thirty or forty people on both sides of China and Japan. Chen Miao saw many familiar faces, and there were also President Yuan who had a deep hatred with Chen Miao.

After the death of the only son, this old guy seemed to have grown much older.

There are also some representative business figures, all of whom are very famous in Shanghai, but most of them have a very close relationship with the Japanese side.

Chen Miao did not meet officials from the Wang puppet government, but met officials from the Japanese consulate. There was also someone who was not very familiar with but had dealt with several times, Ming Shu, the actual person in charge of the Xingya Kansai Congress and Iwai Mansion.

Of course, there is also Ozaki Saburo who sits here almost across Okawa Shuaki. His position in the exchange group seems to be quite low. You should know that the seat rankings of meetings of this level are very particular, especially in countries like Japan with strict hierarchy.

After glanced over, he saw that there were many acquaintances. Chen Miao also saw a person who surprised him, that is Fujita Yoshimasa. Fujita. The first time he met, he could smell the "spy" on this person.

How could such a person sit among these people openly?

"Jun Fang, why are you?" Chen Miao quickly lowered his head and trotted to the reporters' location. A sudden voice sounded in his ears.

Chen Miao looked up and showed a hint of surprise: "Jun Xiaoyuan."

"I didn't see you on the reporter's permission list, how did you come in?" Taro Koburi was surprised. Those who were allowed to enter the symposium today have undergone strict qualification review, and there are very few Chinese journalists.

"Haha, I inserted it in the middle, it's not surprising that you didn't see it." Chen Miao smiled embarrassedly.

"That's right, the energy behind your "Social News" is not small. There is no problem with inserting someone in the middle." Taro Koburi smiled and helped Chen Miao figure out the reason.

"Is this your apprentice?"

"Yeah." Chen Miao said vaguely. Anyway, Taro Koburi didn't need to know too much.

"I'm late, what have you said now?" Chen Miao asked in a low voice. It would be so stupid that I finally had an acquaintance without asking.

"The issues regarding Japan-China economic cooperation and the positioning of both sides will also be related to the current financial chaos under the new government's rule and the reopening of stock and stock exchanges and commodity futures exchanges..."

Chen Miao felt a little shocked. It seemed that Japan had a great goal to hold this exchange event.

"Xiao Yuanjun, I'm late. I'll give me two photos you took. Don't worry, I will buy them with you." Chen Miao said.

Taro Koburi agreed: "No problem."

There are still many people who don’t know Chen Miao, but the positions of Japan and China are clearly distinguished, and each person has a nameplate in front of him, so it is easy to recognize his identity.
Chapter completed!