Miss Ming, Be Careful

After discussing business, Ming Lou poured Wang Yan a drink, raised his glass, and said with a smile, "I already know about my elder sister. You helped her get a batch of goods from my teacher, Wang Fuqu, and even allowed her to use your name. Thank you for your care and assistance. Ming Lou offers you a toast."

Wang Yan nodded with a smile, clinked glasses with him, then picked up some food after drinking. "It hardly counts as help. Take someone's money, dispel their troubles. Miss Ming was very generous in that regard. For fifty thousand dollars' worth of medicine, I merely said a few words, and she gave me ten thousand. Easy money."

"You jest. With your status, how could you possibly care about ten thousand U.S. dollars? There are countless people on the Shanghai Bund who would like to give you money, but Ming Lou has never heard of many who actually managed to place it in your hands. Besides, is your name something just anyone can use? My elder sister has always been impulsive. If you say something, she takes it seriously. How could that be acceptable? Now that Ming Lou has returned and holds a post in the new government, while also serving as deputy director of the Secret Service Committee, if there is anything you need in the future, simply give the word. As long as it is within my power, Ming Lou will not refuse."

Ming Jing had acted under Wang Yan's name. When Wang Fuqu withheld the goods last time, Ming Jing had already said so herself. Words could carry different meanings depending on the environment, tone, expression, and so on.

When Ming Jing had mentioned it to him, she said outside that she was his neighbor, and there had been