Playing a broken wooden guitar, Lu Ming sang "Spring".
In the music room, Hanzhu was the only audience member. She looked at Lu Ming with a little worry.
When Lu Ming sang "Maybe one day, I will be old and have no one to rely on...", Hanzhu's eyes gradually filled with tears.
"What's wrong?" Lu Ming pressed the strings and the music stopped abruptly.
"You, you are not happy..." Hanzhu's face was full of heartache, "Also, I, I will live behind you..." She said hurriedly: "I, I am not cursing you..."
"I know, silly girl..." Lu Ming smiled and gently held her in his arms.
Smelling the fragrance of her hair, I know that no matter what happens in this world, she will always be with me.
Even if everyone in the world betrayed her, Hanzhu would not do that.
I wasn't in a very good mood after returning from Tulip Manor.
Even though Christine felt that she was as close to him as her own mother, did she sometimes treat herself as a pawn
Are the more powerful a politician is, the more ruthless he is
Then, Lu Ming shook his head and thought about the scenes from the time he and Christine met to the present.
Perhaps I am too sensitive.
In fact, she really has nothing to say about herself.
Maybe it’s because the closer I get to the core power circle of the empire, the more I hear, the more I feel that the road ahead is too difficult
Gently holding Hanzhu's pink little hand and making a fist, Lu Ming smiled and said, "Come on, let's shout together, come on!"
“Yes!” Hanzhu nodded vigorously and clenched her pink little fists: “Master, come on!”
Lu Ming was stunned. Her extremely tender voice plus the word "master" made him feel a little different. His heart felt soft and his ears seemed to melt.
Unfortunately, I was like a wooden man, and even if I clenched my pink little fist containing pearls, I felt nothing.
"Just keep going!" Lu Ming said with a smile.
"Well, come on!" "Come on!" Hanzhu seemed to feel that this was too rude, and added timidly, "Master..."
Lu Ming couldn't help laughing, and then he stood up, feeling the pride rising in his chest again, "Okay, come on! Go move bricks! Give my little Hanzhu a bright future! How about being the Queen of the East Palace?! Haha!"
He laughed loudly and walked away.
Hanzhu stared at his back infatuatedly, her eyes soft as a pool of soft autumn water.
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Inside the spacious office of the Liberty Building.
Lu Ming looked through Mrs. Bucklow's investigation materials.
In fact, in the past, the Baclo family and close relatives were also within the scope of his investigation, just as Baclo would also investigate himself.
Once you enter politics, a lot of privacy is put under the magnifying glass.
However, as for Mrs. Bucklow, she was just an ordinary investigator and tabloid reporter hired by someone, just like the normal political opponents who would find fault with each other.
Instead of using the investigation office led by Commissioner General Fommer, it would appear to be abusing public power for personal gain.
If it gets out, it will become a political scandal like Nixon's Watergate scandal.
In just two days, the information collected by the Formosa Investigation Team is much richer than before.
For example, Mrs. Bucklow and her daughter-in-law, Mrs. Jia, the councilwoman for the Fourth District, did not get along well. The two even had a fight in a barber shop, completely disregarding etiquette.
For example, Mrs. Bucklow is very likely to have a hobby of taking soft drugs, mainly a hallucinogen prescribed by the doctor to relieve pain. This hallucinogen is ecstasy.
Today, ecstasy is not classified as a drug, but rather a prescription drug.
Flipping through the thick material, Lu Ming suddenly slowed down when he reached a page.
But it was Mrs. Bucklow's financial situation. Most of her family business shares had been sold.
Over the years, she has sold a large number of shares in her family business.
However, in name, she is still the executive director of the family business Hongri Trading, probably because the company still needs her identity as a halo.
The phone suddenly rang. It was a red phone, which was the number that someone very close to him knew. He could call directly without having to go through the secretary's office to transfer the call.
Lu Ming picked up the phone, and a soft voice came from the other end of the phone, "It's me."
Lu Ming was silent.
"You seemed to be in a bad mood when you left."
Lu Ming smiled, "It's nothing, I..."
“Should you apologize to me?” Christine sighed. “I never thought you were already a billionaire. I heard the news from Windsor.”
Lu Ming was helpless, "Even if I get rid of my debts, I'm still a pauper!"
“Do you really think I don’t understand?” Christine snorted coldly over there.
Lu Ming scratched his head: "Okay, I apologize, I'll tell you everything in the future, and I'll give you my salary card, okay?..." He stopped abruptly, and Lu Ming almost slapped himself. What was that? He just blurted it out.
Kristine obviously didn't understand the implicit meaning of Lu Ming's words in the previous life, and said indifferently: "That's not necessary. Do you really think I'm your mother? Do you have to take care of everything from your eating, drinking, defecating, and urinating?"
Lu Ming coughed and laughed. Alas, everything was a mess.
"I'm not recommending you to go to Jiangning for what you think, but I have to say that the mess you've made during your visit for more than a month has given me some ideas." Christine's tone gradually became serious. "If you have any misunderstandings, I..."
Lu Ming quickly said, "No need to apologize, no need to apologize." He didn't know when he would find a chance to lock himself in a small dark room, and then she would feel mentally balanced. Don't ask her to apologize.
And, after all, this matter is indeed a bit of whining.
"Okay, that's it." After a pause, Christine sighed softly: "I'm afraid you will also fall into this vortex in the future. I'm so sorry for you. Be careful." Then she hung up the phone.
Lu Ming slowly put down the phone, thought for a while, then picked up Mrs. Bucklow's file and started looking through it.
The red telephone suddenly rang again.
Lu Ming picked up the phone and heard a laugh, "It's my sister!"
Lu Ming was helpless. This elder sister was very capable, but sometimes, he felt that she was a living treasure.
"Sister is going back to the imperial capital. Before she leaves, I'll give you a gift. I've already informed the imperial capital about the baronial title of the Renault family. In a few days, the Privy Council will send a formal letter to confer the title of Baroness on Miss Jennifer."
"Thank you, sister!" Lu Ming was stunned for a moment, then quickly thanked her. This was much happier than any benefit he could get.
In fact, by the time of old Renault's generation, the baron title had officially become a non-hereditary lifelong title. However, if he had made any outstanding contributions, it might have been left to his children. Unfortunately, he committed suicide out of fear of punishment, so naturally everything was lost.
The ceremony of conferring titles is usually held in the imperial capital. Depending on the importance of the title, the royal family will send a representative to confer the title. At the very least, a prince will be sent. If it is a duke or a grand duke, it will be conferred by the emperor himself.
In Donghai, baron, viscount and earl are all granted by the Duke of Donghai.
Over there, Mrs. Windsor chuckled, "Brother, your little wife, Mrs. Fifteen, has a higher status than you, a member of the North Gate Council, you have to work hard!"
Lu Ming coughed dryly: "Well, work hard." He felt helpless. He didn't know from whom his sister learned the Central Plains dialect. Her accent was very heavy. To make an analogy, it was like listening to Teacher Zhao speaking Mandarin in his previous life. It was inexplicably funny.
Mrs. Windsor smiled and said, "If you have a chance to visit the capital, I will introduce you to some beautiful ladies! What type of person are you missing? Let me think..."
"Sister, please stop..." Lu Ming was helpless and quickly hung up the phone.