I have been reborn, why do I still need to work?

Chapter 81 Dinner
The words were reversed, but he recognized each one.

Those words appeared stroke by stroke, as if someone was writing clumsily on the opposite side.

"Miaomiao! Is Miaomiao you?"

Xiao Yijie shouted.

But the person on the other side didn't seem to be able to hear it, and the handwriting was still appearing stroke by stroke, without pausing or hesitating because of his shouting.

Xiao Yijie's tears welled down, but he didn't dare to dazzle his eyes for a second, afraid that this was his own illusion, afraid that all this would disappear when he opened his eyes again.

An|Song Family|Song Wei|Desert Military Tent
After these words appeared, there was no other change.

"Miaomiao? Miaomiao!" Xiao Yijie shouted hard several times without getting any response.

He sat staring at these words for an unknown amount of time, and finally got up from the ground when he finally confirmed that there was nothing else to say.

There was an unprecedented cruelty in his eyes.

Song!

Song Wei!

Jin Miaomiao's consciousness returned to the tent.

It was already dark now, and a fire came out of the iron box in the center of the military tent, bringing warmth and light to the gradually cooling space.

Song Weiyi held a plate of food in one hand and a jug of wine in the other. Someone lifted the curtain for him, and he walked in with air-conditioning and a smell of sand.

His hair is tied in Song's unique braid, and paired with a resolute military uniform, he has a kind of enchanting beauty.

"Come on, let's eat." He greeted.

The food was simple - a compressed nutritional tablet.

"It's the most convenient to eat when you're marching and fighting. Don't think it looks bad, it tastes delicious, and it's on par with the air-dried meat you sell."

Jin Miaomiao unceremoniously picked up the nutrition tablet and gnawed it, saying: "Sister A's product was obtained with great difficulty from Tuoba's. It is natural dried meat. How can this kind of artificial food compare?"

Seeing that she didn't get caught, Song Wei curled his mouth and said, "They're all dry, and they all need to drink water. Come on, take a sip."

Jin Miaomiao pushed away the cup that Song Wei handed over, and said, "I'm injured and can't drink."

Song Wei smiled and said: "Okay, you want to drink it or not. Anyway, all the water in the military camp has been drunk, only this is left. If you don't drink it, you will be thirsty until you return to the Song family."

Jin Miaomiao: "You want to take me back to the Song family?"

Song Wei: "Of course, are you waiting here for Xiao's people to find you? Besides, so many days have passed, they must have given up on you."

Jin Miaomiao: "They were right to give up on me. I was insignificant to them. Maybe they found Sister A and went back."

Song Wei squinted at her and said, "Aren't you sad?"

Jin Miaomiao said with a smile: "So what if I'm sad? I'm just a little assistant with no backing, but I worked hard when I was studying to work in Xiao's company. As long as they find Sister A, the live broadcast will still be open and the money will still be earned, but they will change it. It’s just an assistant. If I didn’t even have this self-knowledge, I would have jumped off the building [-] times.”

Song Wei was moved.

He is not an insignificant person in the Song family.

In the Song Consortium, which emphasizes civility over martial arts, even if he is superior in combat power, even if he has great military exploits, he can only be assigned to the border pass, facing the yellow sand desert every day.

The weak and incompetent Patriarch of the Song family only wants to indulge in luxury and money, but he can't see that all the consortiums are gearing up and trying to change the territory again.

Song Wei looked at Jin Miaomiao: "Then come with me."

Not everyone who works hard is rewarded.

But he, Song Wei, didn't believe in this evil.

He had discovered the abnormal behavior of various consortiums a long time ago. Although he was at the border, he had spread some secrets in various consortiums.

The Makino family and the Jin family have always been very close, and Song Wei is convinced that these two families have definitely cooperated to produce something important. Otherwise, his secret agents in these two families would not have died so strangely one after another.

The Xiao family seemed to be plotting something with the Tuoba family. In the previous stage, Tuoba Hong actually went to the Xiao family in person, and the Xiao family actually sent Xiao Yicheng to receive him personally. He was the next generation head of the Xiao family.

On the other hand, the Song family's cowardly and incompetent family head's only resort was to constantly send his sons and daughters to various financial groups for marriage.

But he really sent people there, and he never gave support and help, allowing those teenage young people to struggle to survive in various consortiums, and even people were killed, he never entangled in the reason, just wanted to Then send a few more over.

The Song family's great rivers and mountains should not be trampled on like this.

Song Wei didn't want her home to become someone else's couch one day.

Jin Miaomiao looked up at him and said seriously, "I won't go."

Song Wei: "Why?"

Jin Miaomiao: "No reason, just not going."

Song Wei: "I can give you a stage, give you space, as long as you are really talented, I can help you succeed."

Jin Miaomiao: "I don't have any talent."

Song Wei: "Facing the current situation, you can still be so calm and calm. You are definitely not as simple as you said."

Jin Miaomiao did not dare to say more on this topic. The more lies, the more dangerous it would be. So he said instead: "You are a soldier. Your job is war. In your life, there is nothing but fighting. I don't want to live a life of fighting and killing." .”

Song Wei: "Isn't your life a war without gunpowder? Isn't the fight in the consortium also about life and death?"

Jin Miaomiao could not refute.

Although there were no swords and blood in the consortium, if she had been the weak and helpless Jin Miaomiao back then, even without Yingzi's assassination, she would have been smashed to pieces by workplace killers like Irene and Xiao Kerui.

Jin Miaomiao nodded: "No matter what you say, I won't go."

Song Wei: "No matter what you say, you have to go back with me. What's more, you are in my hands now. Do you think you have any choice?"

Jin Miaomiao: "Why? I'm Jin Miaomiao, not Sister A. You are going to arrest her, why did you take me away?"

Song Wei: "No matter who you are, but since you admit that you have been following Sister A all the time, then you must know what she is doing, so arresting you or arresting her is the same. Maybe, you know, better than her And more."

After all, sometimes the really hard nuts to crack are made by the executive, and the person standing in front of the camera may not know that much.

Jin Miaomiao was speechless.

She didn't expect that the lies she made up casually buried herself in a hole.

Seeing Jin Miaomiao trembling with anger, Song Wei patted her on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, as long as you cooperate, I will not treat you badly. If the information you give is useful, in the future, I will take you around, and you don't have to go back Go to the Xiao family to be an ox or a horse for others, follow me, and I will give you a world to display your talents."

Jin Miaomiao sneered: "You are quite a nice person."

Song Wei said firmly: "That's for you."

(End of this chapter)