MTL - To Save the Female Supporting Role As My Duty-Chapter 146v2 The Miserable Supporting Girl Who Saved the Republic of China (22)

The business of the newspaper office and the textile factory is getting more and more prosperous, but the arsenal is not as satisfactory.

First of all, the progress is slow. This is a dangerous industry, and the Yan family has never been in the weapon business before, so the workers are inevitably afraid and worried about their own safety.

Secondly, there was a lot of external resistance. Several other entrepreneurs heard that the Yan family was going to manufacture weapons, and wanted to get a share of it. Yan Zhenggang didn't agree immediately, so it was inevitable that someone would make trouble secretly.

However, Song Lingshu feels that the most important problem is that the weapons themselves cannot keep up with the strength of Germany and the United States. Even if they buy manufacturing machines and invite a few foreign experts, they cannot compare with the big countries in weapons. Selfishly, unwilling to share the best weapon design and production methods.

This forced Song Lingshu to use his gold finger.

[Boss, exchange me for some higher-end weapons and blueprints. 】

System: [That won't work, I don't have so many weapons in this mall! This stuff is expensive. 】

Song Lingshu: [How expensive? 】

System: [It's equivalent to you working for nothing in this world. 】

Song Lingshu thought for a while, then gritted his teeth: [If you're a freelancer, you can be a freelancer! Redeem me quickly! 】

After getting the latest weapons and blueprints, it was time to disassemble and study. Song Lingshu called Dai Chen and asked him if there were any domestic experts in weapon manufacturing.

Dai Chen introduced her to a man who lived abroad.

Song Lingshu had no choice but to fly over to invite her in person. The expert was about to retire, and the whole family was abroad.

She visited many times, and finally persuaded the other party to return to China and join their company.

"I am grateful for your benevolence. I will definitely not treat you badly in terms of treatment, and I will complete the procedures for your wife and children to return to China as soon as possible." Song Lingshu said gratefully.

"I'm just curious, these drawings of yours are too advanced, where did you get them?" the expert asked.

"Well... I naturally have my master, so you can tell me if this blueprint is good, and can it be made?"

"It's good. As for whether it can be done or not, it depends on the result. I can't give you a guarantee right now."

After returning to Shanghai, Song Lingshu called several other big merchants together to discuss the matter of the arsenal. Since they wanted to join, they had to use funds to invest in the shares, and everyone shared the responsibility.

Others have long wanted to do this business, and signed agreements one after another.

Song Lingshu was worried that it would be difficult for the Yan family to manufacture larger weapons due to the cost of the Yan family. Now that they have more funds, they can manufacture large weapons such as tanks and tanks at the same time.

Before doing these things, she would ask Yan Zhenggang for instructions in advance. After all, she is an old fox who has been immersed for many years, so she can rest assured that he is in charge of major matters, not to mention that he has not announced his retirement yet.

After the meeting, she hurried back to Yan's mansion.

Today is Yan Zhenggang's sixty-first birthday. It's not as grand as last year's, but there are many distinguished guests.

As soon as she walked into the house, she became the center of the topic. Yan Zhenggang took her proudly to meet his partners in the business field, but Yan's eldest son was ignored, as if silently announcing to everyone who the next successor would be .

After circling around a few times, Song Lingshu was very tired. He had been spinning for several days and hadn't had time to take a good rest.

She was able to go back to her room when everyone was dancing. Even though it was so noisy downstairs, she still lay on the bed and fell asleep

Half asleep and half awake, it seemed that someone was stroking her cheek. She opened her eyes in confusion, saw Tong Bayue's figure, and muttered, "Why are you still dreaming?"

"It's not a dream, I'm here." Tong Bayue sat on the edge of the bed, said with a slight smile, and withdrew her hand.

Song Ling sat up suddenly: "When did you come?"

"I didn't come here for a while, it's Master Yan's birthday, so I'm naturally going to celebrate it."

Song Lingshu approached her with a smile, and pressed against her nose: "What are you doing in my room to celebrate his birthday?"

Tong Bayue raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Let me see what Miss Yan Si is doing hiding in the room, is it a foreign girl brought back from abroad and secretly hiding it?"

"Then why don't you come to the bed and have a look, maybe people are hiding under the quilt?"

Tong Bayue laughed twice: "It's all right, get up when you wake up, and sleep again before you wake up, I won't disturb you anymore."

Song Lingshu lifted the quilt lazily: "Who can fall asleep in front of you, I can't get enough of it."

Tong Bayue lowered her head and smiled.

This sleep made her hair a little messy, she sat down in front of the dressing table, and Tong Augustue came over to comb her hair.

"Your hair is permed very well."

"Yes, I think so too." Song Lingshu looked at the mirror and smirked. After combing her hair, she grabbed Tong Bayue's wrist, pulled her in front of her, and pressed her on her lap, "I brought you a gift .”

"what gift?"

Song Lingshu reached out, picked up a velvet box on the table, took out a necklace from it, and put it on her neck.

Tong Bayue leaned forward to make it easier for her to lock.

The two of them were almost rubbing each other's ears, Song Lingshu accidentally pressed her cheek, paused for a moment, and then aimed at the buckle to buckle it.

"Like it?"

"Does it look good?"

The two asked at the same time, then looked at each other with a smile, and looked down at the necklace together.

"It looks good." Song Lingshu said.

"Then I like it."

The two stared at each other, speechless for a while, and an ambiguous factor was created in the silence. Song Lingshu blinked his eyes in a panic, and then involuntarily raised his eyes to stare at her.

Tong Bayue suddenly stretched out his hands, put his arms around her neck, lowered his head, snuggled up to her neck, and asked in a low voice, "How long have we not seen each other?"

"Thirty-two days." Song Lingshu said.

"Do you remember so clearly?" Tong Bayue smiled.

"That's right, I'm pinching the days every day. How are you doing, no one is causing trouble at the theater, right? How is Master recovering?"

"Master has been discharged from the hospital, but he can't sing any more. Let him rest at home, but he doesn't listen. He goes to the theater every day to guard, and those people will be more peaceful." Tong Bayue sighed and said sadly, " It's just that he will regret to some extent that he can no longer be on stage..."

Song Lingshu hugged her back and patted her lightly.

Tong Bayue raised her head, tapped her eyebrows twice with her fingers, slid down along the tail of her eyebrows, and when it reached the lower jaw, pinched her chin and lifted it slightly.

The music downstairs is still playing, men and women are dancing, outside the villa is a quiet night, only the sound of the wind blowing through the treetops, the leaves rinsing, sweeping across the windows, and the curtains being blown up.

This kiss is jerky.

Tong Bayue lightly touched her lips, smiled, then pressed her lips together, bit her upper lip, licked and bit her for a while, then licked her lower lip, and smiled to let her look in the mirror.

Song Lingshu turned her head to look, well, the lipstick is all spent.

Tong Bayue laughed triumphantly, and suddenly the other party pressed the back of her head, and then those soft lips came in, grinding and sucking, and soon made her forget to think, and put her hands on her shoulders softly, Let her go back and forth, the slight sound of water stains continued to amplify in her ears, and her ears were stained red.

tuk tuk tuk —

Someone knocked on the door: "Miss Si, are you inside?"

Song Lingshu turned his head and glanced at the door. The next moment, Tong Bayue turned her face back, lowered his head to hold her lips, and murmured: "I just locked the door."

The corner of Song Lingshu's mouth curled up, he hugged her up, put her on the bed, his eyes were dark, he put his arms around her waist, wanting to get closer.

"Miss Four? Are you awake?"

"Hmm..." Song Lingshu raised his head and replied hoarsely, "I'm a little sleepy, let me sleep for a while."

"Okay, then I'll call you back for dinner later."

After the footsteps outside the door left, Song Lingshu looked at Tong Bayue. Tong Bayue panted slightly, and lay down on her shoulder: "Go to sleep again, I know you haven't woken up yet."

"Then you sleep with me." Song Lingshu said with his arms around her.

"OK."

But the two of them didn't fall asleep either, they just lay side by side, pinching each other's palms and fingers for a while, and kissing each other's cheeks for a while, time passed by so quickly.

It wasn't until Song Lingshu groaned that Tong Bayue pulled her up with a smile: "Hurry up and eat."

Opening the door, the two went out together, and happened to meet Xiaoyu who came to call for someone.

"Miss Si, you're finally awake...Miss Tong, why did you come out of this room too?"

"I'll wake her up." Tong Bayue said with a smile.

"Let's go." Song Lingshu took her hand and went downstairs. Many people noticed their movement and gathered around to chat.

Song Lingshu perfunctory them, led Tong Bayue out, and finally fled to the kitchen in the backyard. After serving a few dishes, I went to the guest room.

"I lived here last year." Tong Bayue said with emotion when he entered the door.

"Yes." Song Lingshu put the bowl and chopsticks on the table and handed her a pair of chopsticks.

After eating for a while, I suddenly heard a burst of crying from the next door.

Tong Bayue pointed in the direction of the transmission suspiciously, and asked in a low voice, "Did you hear someone crying?"

"Fourth Aunt." Song Lingshu picked up a chicken leg for her.

"What is she crying for?"

"Ever since she gave birth to a daughter, she has been crying a lot. My dad has been focusing on the arsenal for the past six months, so she feels that my dad left her out because she gave birth to a daughter, and she cries in the backyard every day." Song Lingshu said.

"Haven't you ever thought of helping her?"

"How can I help? It's impossible for me to persuade my dad to ignore the arsenal and take care of your concubine's mood, right?" Song Lingshu shook her head helplessly. Sharing her husband with other women. She can be pampered for a while, but hardly forever."

Hearing this, Tong Bayue sighed deeply: "This woman in the backyard..."

After the two finished their meal, they passed the next room and saw the fourth aunt crying on the table through the window, her shoulders trembling.

"Where is this going?" Tong Bayue found that she was not going to the front hall, but took her to the warehouse, where all kinds of strange things were stored.

"I found it." Song Lingshu picked up a long and heavy package, dusted off the dust on it, went back to the fourth aunt's room, and placed the things heavily on her table.

The fourth aunt raised her head with tears on her face, and Tong Bayue realized that compared to last year, the fourth aunt who was only one year older than her seemed ten years older.

"This is your thing, how to deal with it is up to you." Song Lingshu took off the cloth bag, which contained a piano.

The fourth aunt touched the strings with trembling fingers, and made an unharmonious sound. In a blink of an eye, she burst into tears, tears fell on the strings, and she couldn't help crying.

On the way to the front hall, Tong Bayue listened to the slow melody coming from behind, and suddenly smiled softly: "You are really..."

"What?" Song Lingshu turned his head to look at her.

"Tough mouth and soft heart." Tong Bayue took her hand, and pulled the hair on her cheeks behind her ears for her, and smiled, "I am so lucky to know you."

"You can't say such things at this time. What's the difference between seducing me directly?" Song Lingshu stopped and looked at her.

"What?" As soon as Tong Bayue finished speaking, she was dragged behind the flowers on the side of the road. The soft kisses were like spring rain, rushing and falling non-stop.

There is no light here, the bustle of the front hall and the desolation of the backyard seem to have nothing to do with this place, only the hazy moonlight covers the patches of crabapple flowers, two figures are entangled together, the branches tremble, and the petals are flying.

Tong Bayue leaned against the crabapple tree, the people in front of her eyes puckered the night.

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