The study room of Santolo Hotel 1801 has a pink theme and is filled with dolls and lace elements.
The Japanese desk is laid out with tatami mats. At this moment, Erika is studying very seriously in front of the desk.
Lu Ming sat at the side, looking at Erika, who looked even more pure and lovely in her blue and white school uniform skirt and over-the-knee white socks, and was slightly absent-minded.
"No, it's a bad habit!" Lu Ming suddenly sat up straight.
But Erika's brows were furrowed, probably thinking about some difficult problem, and she was about to bite the cute little bear pen cap on the pen with her teeth.
"Ah..." After hearing Lu Ming's words, Erika came back to her senses and giggled, revealing her extremely white and neat girlish teeth.
Lu Ming added: "You also need a desk with a table and chair. You won't feel comfortable if you stay like this for a long time, right?"
Erika stretched her legs under the table and bent over it to study for a long time, which must be bad for the spine.
"I'm not feeling uncomfortable!" Erika shook her head and said, "Thank you, Master."
Lu Ming smiled and said, "Okay, study on your own. I have to go meet a client. I don't know how long I will be busy. You should go to bed early tonight."
Erika feels very insecure. The habit she formed in Shengjing is that she must sleep in the same room with the person she is with whenever she is around.
It's better now. The bed is big and each of them can sleep on one side. When she was in Shengjing, she felt the most insecure and Xue Ruo insisted on sleeping next to her.
"Okay!" Erika nodded obediently.
Lu Ming stood up and went to meet a heavyweight state legislator in Antigua named Bakun.
He has a capable assistant who was born in Sunoshima, and he should be Sunoshima's biggest reliance at the state level.
Erika also quickly stood up, took two steps forward, and helped Lu Ming straighten his collar.
"Master, do you have a translator?" Erika asked suddenly.
Lu Ming was startled and said, "Yes, I found one temporarily and just signed a one-month trial period."
“Oh…” Erika nodded her head with a hint of disappointment in her eyes.
Lu Ming smiled: "What's wrong? Do you want to introduce me to a translator?"
Erika shook her head. "It was Papada who asked me if I needed an interpreter. She said she wanted to get a chance to work for you."
Lu Ming smiled and said, "You want her to be my translator?"
Erika nodded her head vigorously and whispered, "Papadha seems to be very short of money. I've seen her borrowing money from others."
Lu Ming smiled and said, "Then give her a chance. My little darling Erika is begging for mercy, how can I not listen?"
Erika's face was red with joy, and she bowed her head and said, "Thank you, Master."
Lu Ming smiled, hugged her gently, kissed her on the forehead, and said, "Okay, let's study!"
Seeing what Erika wanted to ask, Lu Ming smiled and said, "I know, I know. I will use her today, so go and inform her!" He looked at his watch and said, "Tell her to meet in front of Muangthong United Club at two o'clock."
"Okay, I'll call her!" Erika ran towards the phone excitedly.
Now she knew how to find Papada. There was a public telephone in the grocery store below the slum apartment where Papada and her daughter rented. She could call the store and ask the owner to call her. The soundproofing in the old apartment was poor, so if she shouted from downstairs, people upstairs could hear her.
Looking at Erika's happy and cheerful expression, Lu Ming sneered in his heart and walked out.
According to the results of the investigation report, when Papada started to approach Erika, she probably had no utilitarian motives. It was just that she had few friends, and a Japanese girl who was a little lonely and rare here came, and she was also a super beautiful girl. She was very eager for friendship, so she took the initiative to interact with Erika.
But now, it’s hard to say, after all, I have lived a hard life since I was a child.
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Muangthong United Club is a members-only cigar club.
However, Feldman's best clubs are in Chinatown and the Western community. Compared with the high-end clubs in the Chinese and Western communities, the Muangthong United Club is somewhat inferior. But from the outside, it is also a small palace-like building with a strong Mitai architectural tradition, with a tall spire, a semicircular dome, and magnificent gold and jade, just like a Mitai temple palace.
In the luxury car, Lu Ming invited a companion to come with him, who was another observer from Montenegro named Du Hao. He was the vice president of Montenegro Evening News, a middle-aged man in his forties.
There was also an old Mitai man from Biyun Island in the car, named Wichai. He was considered knowledgeable among the Mitai natives of Biyun Island. He had worked in Chinatown in his early years, but that was twenty years ago. Nowadays, he could barely understand Central Asian language, and it was even more difficult for him to speak it. He stuttered for a long time, and most Central Asian people could not understand him.
He has some prestige among the Mitai people on the island. During Gao Youchang's time, when disputes occurred among the Mitai people on the island, Gao Youchang was too lazy to pay attention and left it to Wichai to handle.
Lu Ming brought him here today to resolve the issue of fishing rights in the waters around Biyun Island, in addition to the detention issue of Onashan.
He listened on the spot so that he could tell the Mitai people on the island more clearly when he returned.
At this moment, Wichai was feeling very nervous, feeling both excited and a little scared. It seemed that Mr. Zhang had made an appointment with an important person, and he wondered how the talk would go.
Over there, Lu Ming was smiling and saying to Du Hao, "Thank you for troubling me recently. You have been taking the blame for me and helping me write the observer report."
Du Hao said it was okay with a smile on his face, but he was actually smiling bitterly in his heart. As a senior media person and the vice president of Montenegro Evening News.
By chance, Du Hao once met Commissioner Zhang, who never took photos, at a banquet.
I think General Lu must have a secret mission when he sent Commissioner Zhang to Antigua.
Of course, I have to swallow this even if I die.
Although this spy chief always has a smiling face and appears amiable and approachable, he is actually a cruel and ruthless monster.
Fortunately, his methods were all used outside the territory. In Montenegro, he had to abide by the law.
But the problem is that he is now in a foreign country and the laws of Montenegro are no longer binding on him, so he better be careful.
Just as he was carefully talking to Commissioner Zhang, he saw Commissioner Zhang smile and say, "Okay, our translator is here, let's get off the bus." He then turned around and gestured to tell the old man Mi Tai to get off the bus.
Du Hao got off the car with Commissioner Zhang. When he saw Commissioner Zhang waving and a beautiful figure walking quickly towards him, his eyes lit up immediately. What a beautiful Mi-Thai mixed-race girl, she was movie star-level. She wore loose white clothes and had a supermodel figure, which made her look even more elegant.
"Uncle, I'm late, sorry!" Papada apologized hurriedly.
Lu Ming smiled: "It's only a few minutes until two o'clock. We are here too early. Let's go up together!"
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The people who come in and out of this club must be local dignitaries, but on this tropical island, the clothing is very casual. Many guests wear short-sleeved shirts and long pants. For example, Lu Ming and Du Hao wear suits and leather shoes. Their extremely serious and dull dressing style attracts many strange looks.
Councillor Bakun looks like a wealthy businessman with a big belly. He is wearing a red short-sleeved shirt and white pants, looking very casual and comfortable.
In fact, there were many guests in the luxurious box booked by Councillor Bakun. Obviously, Lu Ming was not the protagonist in his eyes, he was just meeting him casually.
But when he saw Papada, his eyes lit up. When shaking hands with her, he held Papada's hand and refused to let go. He asked with a smile, "What's your name? How old are you? What do you do?" and other similar questions.
Fortunately, he soon had something important to tell someone. When he reluctantly let go of Papada's hand, Councillor Bakun smiled and said, "I'll come and talk to you later." He smiled at Lu Ming again, "You're very good!" His attitude was much better than before, and then he turned around to get busy.
Lu Ming and his companions were arranged to sit in a corner.
Du Hao looked at Lu Ming worriedly from time to time, fearing that the spy chief would be in a bad mood and leave the club in a bloody storm.
Assassinating elected members of parliament is a piece of cake for this spy chief, isn't it
Wichai was already frightened. He was a state legislator, and a very famous one at that. The people here were, needless to say, the upper class of Antigua. What was his identity and how did he get in here
Wichai is very old, but now he feels like a naked white rabbit among a pack of wolves, feeling uncomfortable all over.
Papada sat quietly beside Lu Ming without saying a word.