Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

   In Ji Fengyun's ward, Dong Lanjiao changed his madness outside and made a respectful report with a solemn expression.

   "After several tests, Su Haiyan showed no special performance. Her speech was naive and incoherent. She was as timid as a mouse. When frightened, she would beg for mercy. It is certain that she does not have the power as she said."

  Leng Zi listened with a blank expression, fiddling with the camera she carried with her.

   "Leng Lu, is this the latest camera from abroad? Leng Bo's transformation is not thorough enough, and it still looks a bit too eye-catching. It doesn't match your status as a small reporter in a small city tabloid office. Be careful."

  Leng Lu was very convinced of him and explained it carefully.

   "According to the plan, I borrowed Cheng Yuanzheng's hand and got on the way of the high-level troops in Province A. This camera was sent by Chen Muen's son to please me, and I crossed the bright road."

  Leng Shi raised his eyebrows and subconsciously glanced at Ji Fengyun, who was irritable and patient on the hospital bed.

  Chen Muen is the deputy commander of the A provincial army. Leng Lu hooked up with his son so quickly, and the young master's guidance must be behind him.

   "What is there to say about such a small thing!"

   Ji Fengyun interrupted the words of the two henchmen, and impatiently ordered Leng Lu.

   "I urgently transferred you this time to give Leng Jiu a shot, and she was being watched over there."

  Leng Lu respectfully should be, and was sent out by Ji Fengyun.

  Leng Ji went outside with her and explained Leng Jiu's current disguised identity.

   "Feng Aihua from the boot camp? I remembered it. I'll interview her right away." Leng Lu agreed calmly.

  Leng Shi didn't talk much at first, but after being grinded by Ji Fengyun for two days, he was forced to adapt a lot.

   "Young master is in a bad mood, so do things beautifully. You should pay attention to Jane Ruyi of your unit. She has a good background and a good background. She can take advantage of the situation.

   "Don't worry, I have more experience than you, Junior Brother."

Leng Lu smiled charmingly, took the camera and straddled his chest, put on a white sheep shearling hat, a large brushed scarf of the same color, black sunglasses on the sweetheart neckline of a sky blue cardigan, and a **** horn under the long military coat. He wore trousers and wore a pair of glossy black half-heeled leather shoes, and in a blink of an eye he turned into a dashing and fashionable reporter Dong.

  Leng Shi was indifferent to her joking, and reminded with a slumped face: "Take good care of Su Haiyan, maybe the young master is still useful."

   "Long-winded like a little old man." Leng Lu gave him a white look, opened the black lady's purse, and took out a small mirror to touch up his makeup.

   "Don't paint it, it's like eating a dead mouse." Leng picked up the ink and followed Ji Fengyun closely, and his speech was not very pleasant.

   "What do you know." Leng Lu gave him another look, put away the lipstick mirror, listened to the voices at the door, raised his eyebrows at Leng Leng, put on a look of sincerity, opened the door and stepped back.

   "Sorry to interrupt, I'm really a reporter, I just want to know something, I'll go, I'll go."

   She accidentally bumped into someone, subconsciously said sorry first, then panicked and apologized.

   "Sorry, I didn't notice someone behind me, didn't I step on you?"

   Ji Chang glanced at her, and glanced at the sunglasses on her sweetheart neckline.

   The woman kept bowing and apologizing, her sunglasses swayed, and the sweater under her sunglasses swayed even more fiercely, which was eye-catching.

   "Are you a reporter?"

  Ji Chang glanced at Leng Shi, who was holding a wooden stake in the door, not expecting to get words out of his mouth, and asked the female reporter who appeared inexplicably.

   With the means of cold picking, how could it be possible to let people in casually.

   "Yes, this is my work permit!"

  Dong Lanjiao took out his work card from his bag and presented it with both hands respectfully!

  Ji Chang didn't answer, glanced at the small ID photo, facing the woman in front of him, and quickly glanced at the official seal on the corner of the photo, as well as her name, knowing what she was doing.

   "Military newspaper. Where did you get the news?"