Mutual Performance

Watching Wang Yan and the others leave, Ming Lou turned and entered the No. 76 office building. He went to Wang Manchun's office, knocked on the door, and entered after receiving a response.

"Senior Brother, what brings you here?"

Wang Manchun widened her eyes at just the right moment. There was three parts surprise, three parts confusion, and the remaining four parts delight in her eyes. Pretending not to know anything, she perfectly conveyed her love for Ming Lou.

But the affected way she acted made Ming Lou want to vomit. How could there be such a shameless woman in the world? She was carrying on with Wang Yan over there, yet still flirting with him here? Disgusting. Absolutely disgusting!

Still, he concealed it well—or perhaps it could not be called concealment. It was simply natural. The smile on his face did not falter when he entered, and there was even a hint of affection in his eyes, the ambiguous tension that belonged between a man and a woman.

"Mr. Wang is the wealthiest man on the Shanghai Bund. He does business with both parties, the Japanese, and foreigners. Now over a thousand military police have been mobilized to surround his warehouse, and two of his capable subordinates have been arrested. If anything happens to him, Shanghai's economy will suffer a tremendous blow. As the Director of the Economic Department and concurrently appointed Deputy Director of the Special Affairs Committee, how could I not come?"

"Don't worry. Nothing will happen." Wang Manchun smiled as she went to pour some water. "Senior Brother, have a seat. Sorry, but I only have plain boiled water here."

"There's nothing to apologize for. On the contrary, it's quite good. It's much better than those people who keep expensive red wine and foreign liquor in