[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-spy-survival-guide":3,"chapter-spy-survival-guide-spy-survival-guide-chapter-88":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Spy Survival Guide",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2366404,4634,"Chapter 88: The Hongmen Banquet","spy-survival-guide-chapter-88",88,"\u003Cp>Lishun Hotel, a luxurious private room in the Western restaurant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the crystal chandelier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Red wine, various exquisite small cakes, and fruits and vegetables, accompanied by romantic music, all permeated with the luxurious scent of money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bejeweled ladies were chatting and gossiping together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahem, the wife of Special Commissioner Ma has arrived.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou, fearing these women would embarrass Zhou Gendi, deliberately raised his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That Ma Kui was returning was no longer a secret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ladies were all tactful people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure enough, Lu Qiaoshan's wife, Li Guifang, was the first to stand up to welcome her:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wow, Mrs. Ma, you look so beautiful today.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other ladies naturally followed with their share of flattery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Gendi blushed and gave Hong Zhiyou a grateful look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sit, Mrs. Ma.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou pulled out a chair, and Zhou Gendi smoothed her skirt and sat down gracefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was naturally talkative.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason she was nervous was the fear of being ostracized by everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that someone was supporting her, they soon hit it off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zhiyou, come over. You've been busy all day, you must be hungry. Eat a piece of cake to tide yourself over first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"These are pastries made by the club's foreign chef.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The taste is quite good, hurry and try some.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mei Qiuju adjusted her shawl, picked up a piece, and handed it to Hong Zhiyou.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you, Madam.\" In front of outsiders, Hong Zhiyou did not dare call her sister-in-law.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why so formal? We are all family.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"About this afternoon, Old Wu and I haven't thanked you yet,\" Mei Qiuju whispered gratefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, she handed him a bottle of soda.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That doting, loving look was just like looking at her own son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I like that kind,\" Hong Zhiyou said with a smile, pointing to the Napoleon cake on the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Take it, take whatever you want to eat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mei Qiuju loved his enthusiasm and immediately got some for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou was indeed hungry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Jingzhong did not urge him, sitting in his chair with his arms crossed, watching them with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He truly loved this atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially Hong Zhiyou; the more he looked at him, the more he liked him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With one flip of his hand, he had secured another ten percent profit for the distillery; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him the God of Wealth kept at home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wished he could call him his own son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you, sister-in-law.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll go say a few words to the Station Chief first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou wiped his hands and walked slowly to the Station Chief's side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Teacher, Rongbin has picked the person up, by sea.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Also, when handing the person over, this student asked him for another twenty thousand US dollars.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's in the trunk of your car.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He whispered into Wu Jingzhong's ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good, good, good,\" Wu Jingzhong nodded repeatedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Has Zecheng arrived?\" he asked with a gentle smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He should be here soon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had he finished speaking than he saw Yu Zecheng leading Cuiping, who was wearing a blue-and-white patterned qipao, toward them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cuiping was fidgeting, one hand protecting the hem of her skirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wow, is this Mrs. Yu? She's so beautiful, this figure, these legs are so straight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ladies launched into another round of blind, mindless flattery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Beautiful my foot, it's embarrassing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You city women are truly shameless, wearing such trashy clothes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cuiping clutched both sides of her skirt and let out a lion's roar the moment she opened her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This...\" Lu Qiaoshan's wife, Li Guifang, was left stunned by the outburst.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Everyone, please forgive her, please forgive her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A country woman with no experience, please don't mind her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng hurriedly apologized in embarrassment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled Cuiping to the table to be seated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Everyone, over the past eight years of the War of Resistance, all you ladies have suffered.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"On your medals of honor, there is a share of their credit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now that we have recovered our territory, our bullets have brought us peace and money, and it is time for the ladies to enjoy some comfort.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With everyone present, Wu Jingzhong began to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone applauded in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After some pleasantries, steaks and pasta were served.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Jingzhong signaled for everyone to begin eating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last night, Yu Zecheng had already taken Cuiping to eat this once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mrs. Yu, you use your knife and fork quite skillfully. Have you eaten Western food before?\" Wu Jingzhong signaled with his eyes, and Liu Xiong began to ask questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I ate it last night; the fork and knife are easy to use,\" Cuiping said, taking a gulp of cola while eating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You and Director Yu were fellow villagers before; did you know each other before you got married?\" Liu Xiong asked again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Since we are fellow villagers, surely...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Guifang was just about to interject when she was fiercely glared at by Lu Qiaoshan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As an old hand, he immediately understood that this was a Hongmen Banquet aimed at Yu Zecheng and his wife.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoever interjected would be the one to suffer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We didn't know each other.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I was in Wutou, he was in Heigou; we were ten miles apart.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's just that my aunt Wang Caiju's daughter married into their village. I heard Old Yu had been to school. My parents died of hunger during the famine that year, and my aunt made the decision, so I married him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My Old Yu didn't even give me a dowry; he just entrusted someone to buy a piece of good cloth and made me a dress.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What a loss.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cuiping said carelessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sister, it was like that in those days.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So many people died of hunger in southern Henan, and northern Hebei wasn't much better.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mei Qiuju echoed with deep feeling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I remember you saying that Director Yu's family had land, but Director Yu's file records that his brother died while fleeing the famine,\" Liu Xiong said, cutting straight to the point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Section Chief Liu, you're an amateur at this, aren't you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Land depends on the harvest. If you run into a famine, the seeds are all eaten by people; where are you going to grow grain?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cuiping had done her homework and answered with composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, it's a joyous day, let's not talk about the bitter things of the past.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's eat, let's eat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of her, Wu Jingzhong signaled for Liu Xiong to change tactics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After everyone had toasted two rounds of drinks, Liu Xiong said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's like this: the mason hired by the General Affairs Section yesterday, a man named Zhang Dazhi, came to the station today to file a complaint, saying that Mrs. Yu hit him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Since he made a scene at the station, there naturally has to be an explanation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Liu Xiong finished speaking, Cuiping slammed her chopsticks on the table, stood up, and got angry:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"An explanation? What kind of explanation?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's a miracle I didn't beat him to death.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone was startled; no one expected Cuiping to dare act wild in front of the Station Chief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cuiping, what are you doing? Sit down quickly,\" Yu Zecheng hurriedly pulled at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Didn't he want to file a complaint?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let him come and find me!\" Cuiping was relentless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng pulled her several times before she sat down indignantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zecheng, what exactly is going on?\" Wu Jingzhong asked with a frown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is just a shrew who wears her stupidity on her sleeve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is this what counts as a red ticket?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suspected that Liu Xiong, that old hawk, was getting on in years and his eyes were failing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Station Chief, it’s not like Cuiping hasn't conceived a child.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There’s a lot of gossip in the countryside, and my old lady might have picked up some of it, so this topic is a thorn in her side; it can't be brought up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng explained with a bitter smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Exactly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Back when I gave birth to Ruirui, my mother-in-law made me suffer through being caught in the middle every single day just because it wasn't a son...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mei Qiuju felt a pang of sympathy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as she was about to join in the venting, Wu Jingzhong coughed twice and glared at her fiercely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scared, she sullenly swallowed her words back down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That was his own fault.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But I’m very curious, Mrs. Yu, you’re just a woman, how did you manage to floor a two-hundred-pound man?\" Liu Xiong exchanged a look with the Station Chief and continued his cold interrogation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s so strange about that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even if he were a tiger, I could still beat him into submission.\" Cuiping snorted with pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heh, you’ve trained?\" Liu Xiong smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s a given. In the past, the men in our village were all conscripted, so the women became the pillars of the community; all the women in our village practice martial arts.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I learned from my great-uncle; he was a junior fellow apprentice of Sun Lutang and once held the horse and served as a bodyguard for General Zhang.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you don't believe me, go to Weitou and ask around; everyone knows the nickname Iron-Leg Chen.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cuiping tilted her head up and said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So it’s a master’s lineage, no wonder.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It just so happens I know a thing or two myself. It’s been a long time since I heard that Mr. Sun Lutang was the number one expert of his day. Why not let me see and learn a thing or two?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Xiong pulled out a chair and rolled up his sleeves, ready to spar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re getting on in years, and fists fear the young and strong. I’m afraid of hurting you and then having you try to extort my old Yu later.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I came to the city to wash clothes and cook, not to cause trouble for my man.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cuiping glanced at him with disdain and did not agree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s fine, I won't...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Xiong insisted further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng knew Liu Xiong was capable and feared Cuiping would suffer, so he hurriedly stood up to smooth things over: \"Station Chief, Cuiping and I are still planning on having children; it wouldn't be good if someone got hurt in all this fighting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Jingzhong nodded and gestured for Liu Xiong to sit down:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s enough, why all this fighting in such a peaceful era?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Section Chief Liu, don't you have important business tonight? Go handle it quickly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Understood, Station Chief.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mrs. Yu, I’ll learn from you another day.\" Liu Xiong gave a cold, sinister smile, picked up his coat, and walked out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the meal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mei Qiuju pulled Cuiping over to chat about mahjong with the other wives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She genuinely favored Cuiping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, Zecheng was a lucky charm for wealth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second, they both came from bitter, rural backgrounds, so she felt sympathy and resonance from the bottom of her heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Station Chief.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng took the opportunity to stand up and signaled for Wu Jingzhong to speak further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two went to the side parlor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng took a small, oval-shaped bronze pot out of his briefcase and handed it to Wu Jingzhong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Quite beautiful, where did this come from?\" Wu Jingzhong had appraised many treasures and had long since trained a pair of sharp, discerning eyes; he knew at a glance it was no ordinary object.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cuiping brought it from our hometown.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She said it was a scholar's item used by Li Yu of the Later Tang, though I can't say for sure what it is exactly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My uncle gave it to me when we got married.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't know if it's real or fake, so I had Cuiping bring it over from home this time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't understand these things anyway, so it’s just right as a gift for Cuiping to offer.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng whispered flatteringly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This might well have been passed down from the Western Zhou; it’s worth a fortune.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can't accept this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Jingzhong feigned modesty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Station Chief, please just accept it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If this thing stays at my place, who knows, Cuiping might just lose it by accident.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A precious sword should be gifted to a hero; if it gets lost, wouldn't I be committing a sin by wasting it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng pushed it toward him again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In that case... I will accept it.\" Wu Jingzhong was overjoyed and tucked it directly into his pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Station Chief, you should put it away carefully.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just because of this thing, my wife and Section Chief Liu almost came to blows yesterday.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng explained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Liu Xiong is a bit crude.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You go comfort Cuiping; I will talk to him later.\" Wu Jingzhong hurriedly reassured him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Station Chief, then I’ll go back and keep an eye on her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"With that big mouth of hers, who knows if she’ll say something wrong again; if she ends up hurting a few of the wives in a disagreement, that would be a grave offense.\" Yu Zecheng said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go on, go on.\" Wu Jingzhong nodded with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once Yu Zecheng left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took out the object and looked at it in the light; the patina was definitely from an old piece.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was certainly valuable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But looking at the shape, it really did look a bit like a hand grenade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He weighed it in his hand, and the feel was also similar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is this what Liu Xiong touched yesterday?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or perhaps it really is a hand grenade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng is deliberately covering it up to deflect suspicion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Jingzhong narrowed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light was a bit harsh, making him feel dizzy and giving him a headache.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that he’s older, his body really is getting worse by the day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let it be a hand grenade or not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thing Yu Zecheng gave as a tribute is definitely genuine, old, and valuable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this age, only money can soothe one's worries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"First arrive at Xianyang to become king...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Jingzhong tucked the treasure into his pocket, walked with his hands behind his back and his shoulders swaying, and returned to the main hall feeling relaxed and content.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They chatted for a while longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wives agreed to go to the Station Chief's wife's house to play mahjong tomorrow, and everyone went home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back at the mansion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mei Qiuju prepared foot-washing water for her husband.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Jingzhong fiddled with the small pot while soaking his feet: \"Ask your brother about a Western Zhou bronze pot—yes, one that Li Yu of the Later Tang once collected—about how much it might be worth?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who gave it to you?\" Mei Qiuju asked happily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zecheng's wife brought it,\" Wu Jingzhong smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You say, this girl, she brought such a generous gift when she came,\" Mei Qiuju said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Liu Xiong says she’s a Mobile Corps Commander, what do you think?\" Wu Jingzhong still respected his wife's opinion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She believed that a woman's intuition about another woman was often more accurate than a man's.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How could that young sister possibly be a Mobile Corps Commander?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"With that reckless energy and simple-minded look of hers, if she went to fight as a Mobile Corps Commander, she’d definitely be the type to charge forward and end up as cannon fodder; there’s no way she’d have survived until today.\" Mei Qiuju curled her lip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But she can fight tigers and dared to challenge Section Chief Liu,\" Wu Jingzhong said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If I had that ability, I’d challenge him too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The way your parents treated me back then—if I were Cuiping, I would have torn Liu Xiong's mouth apart after those few questions he asked.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mei Qiuju said with dissatisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Look, why are you dragging me into this again?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Jingzhong pursed his lips in dissatisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"According to you, then it isn't?\" Seeing his wife was angry, he asked with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It isn't, definitely not.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This Liu Xiong just can't stand to see you getting rich; he acts like an ascetic monk himself, yet he wants to cut off our family's two little gods of wealth.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What a piece of work, he's really getting more muddled the older he gets.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mei Qiuju became annoyed at the mention of Liu Xiong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine, fine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll listen to you, so it isn't, alright?\" Wu Jingzhong nodded with a smile and made the final decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was about to wipe his feet and stand up, Liu Xiong walked in, his face full of joy as he said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Station Chief.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We've caught that carriage driver.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dear big bosses, today's 12,000-word update is finished. My hands hurt so much I really can't go on. I'll change tomorrow's midnight update to the morning. This model worker continues to ask for monthly tickets and tips, mwah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2791,"2026-06-25T10:22:48.848Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","584d035597b7a46bd897e2c47d754c89908bcd7f2cf969fd19b3825976da7b2a","spy-survival-guide-chapter-89","spy-survival-guide-chapter-87",395,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fspy-survival-guide-cover.jpg"]