The annual gathering of Baiye Manor is, after all, the bigwigs on the Taoist side decide the interests of the entire south and even the entire national highways around Anxia. Of course, those who come to participate are all major figures with status in all parties, and there are even official people.

The Feiyun Association reached its peak in Shang Feiyun's father's generation. It once even dominated the entire southern power and spread to the southern countries. Therefore, this meeting was chaired by the Feiyun Association for a long time.

Later, Shang's father was suddenly killed. Although it was interrupted for several years, Shang Feiyun soon supported the Feiyun Association. Now the power of the Feiyun Association is naturally much worse than when her father was there, but most of the big bosses from all sides are willing to give Shang Feiyun a face, so the conferences in recent years have been held by Feiyun Association.

Dividing up interests, discussing various things in the new year, and...resolving grudges.

The official has not yet the mind to control the forces in the Tao, but it does not mean that they can do whatever they want. Even if there are any grudges, they will be resolved privately. If the quarrels are too much affected by ordinary people and public security or even provoke the official, we cannot blame the officials for not giving face.

Therefore, this conference is also a good opportunity to resolve the grievances of various forces.

Leng Sa sat in the corner of the second floor, looking at the group of big men below with interest, turning their faces red and turned red.

Fu Yucheng and Zheng Ying sat among these people, like two little white rabbits who had entered the wolves. Fu Fengcheng didn't know where he ran, and obviously he didn't mean to attend such a meeting.

Leng Sa found his target person in the crowd, a bald man who looked a little rich but not amiable in a long gown.

When the atmosphere in the venue reached its most tense moment, Leng Sa saw the bald head quit the crowd casually. His identity was not high among the big guys. At this moment, the people present were either busy quarreling or watching, and no one paid attention to his departure.

Even if I noticed it, I was afraid that he would just go to the bathroom.

Seeing him leaving the hall, Leng Sa chuckled and got up and left.

In the long corridor on the left wing of the villa, the bald man looked back and saw that there was no one behind him. He immediately walked quickly to the bathroom at the end of the corridor.

He came out of the toilet and was washing his hands by the sink, a young man with an ordinary appearance that could not attract the attention of others at all.

The two looked at each other, and the bald man looked sideways at a toilet compartment behind him, then turned around and walked out.

When he went out, the young man walked over and opened the door of the compartment and went in. After a while, he walked out.

Leng Sa leaned against the wall leisurely and watched the two of them come out one after another and sigh helplessly.

She was so dignified that she was actually guarding the man's toilet, which was a big loss.

Seeing the bald head return to the hall quietly, it was like he left quietly. The young man did not go back. He was just a servant who was accompanying him and was not qualified to attend the meetings of the big guys.

"oops!"

The young man was walking fast, and he collided head-on with a girl who was also rushing with a plate on the corner, and was immediately sprinkled with wine in the tray.

"Oh, I'm sorry sir!" The girl was startled and didn't care about her own drinks and quickly reached out to wipe the young man.

The young man took a step back and blocked her before she touched herself, "What are you doing?"

The girl's eyes were red in shame, "Sorry, sir! I...Miss Wang asked me to send something to her room, and I was in a hurry and left quickly. Please don't tell the manager, I...I can't do without this job."

The young man looked at her suspiciously, and saw the girl's red eyes full of panic, then waved her hand, "Okay, you go."

The girl bowed repeatedly and tidied up the things on the ground in a hurry, "Thank you sir, thank you sir."

The young man cursed in disgrace and turned around and left.

Leng Sa poked a head out from behind the wall at the corner, Bingo! That's you!

The young man hurried back to his resting room, closed the door and looked around vigilantly to make sure there was no one in the room, and then he quickly took out a paper roll sealed with grease paper from the wet lining bag of clothes. He opened it and found that the paper roll inside was not wet at all, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked down at a stain on his chest with some disgust. The man grabbed the folded paper into a notebook cover and put it into his briefcase. Then he took off his clothes and walked into the bathroom to take a shower.

The sound of water soon came from the bathroom. After a while, the door of the room was quietly pushed open in a small gap. The person who opened the door hesitated for a while and confirmed that the person inside was in the bathroom. The crack of the door opened wide and a figure flashed in.

Leng Samu locked the briefcase with a coat on the sofa with standard accuracy, and found what he needed in less than two minutes with his gloved hands.

When I opened it, I couldn't help rolling my eyes: What kind of baby do I think I'm wasting my feelings!

If Leng Sa is other drawings, he may be confused, but this is a design drawing for a rapid-fire machine gun. You only need to look at it and you will know that if the design on this drawing is made into a finished product, it will improve the performance much better than the best on the market at present. No wonder Fu Fengcheng wants it.

But this thing doesn't mean much to Leng Sa.

As his eyes turned, Leng Sa did not take the drawings away.

A malicious and playful smile appeared in his eyes. Leng Sa pulled out a hairpin from his head and twisted it open. A few drops of light blue liquid dripped onto the drawing and quickly penetrated into the drawing and spread. But in a moment, the most core part of the drawing became blurred. Leng Sa inserted the hairpin back on his head, put the thing back intact, put the clothes and briefcase back intact, checked the scene before getting up and retreating quietly.

Leng Sa hummed happily and returned to the corner where she was watching the show, but the excitement in the hall had not stopped yet.

"Miss Leng? Why are you here alone?"

Leng Sa turned around and looked at the person who was walking towards him with a happy look on his face, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Mr. Zhou?"

"I didn't expect Miss Leng to remember me? Why don't I invite Ms. Leng to have a drink?"

Leng Sa glanced downstairs, "Will Mr. Zhou go and listen?"

Zhou Maocheng disagreed, "There is nothing to hear? A bunch of people are just bored and quarreling."

Leng Sa smiled and didn't say anything. Of course she knew that Zhou Maocheng's identity could not be said at all in such an occasion.

"Ms. Leng is bored alone. How about we find a quiet place to have a drink?" Zhou Maocheng asked with a smile.

Leng Sa looked at him with his head tilted for a while, and smiled and said, "I won't drink."

"Baiye Villa is not just wine."

Leng Sa thought about it and nodded, "Okay, it's too noisy here, go to the back garden."

Zhou Maocheng's eyes lit up. He had followed Leng Sa and Xu Shaoming to the back garden before but no one was found. Now the lady invited him to go in person. Does it mean...
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