Director of the office of the supreme leader.
No one would dare to fabricate such an identity.
In short, there is very little negative information about Wu Qiao nowadays.
Of course, the Shinhwa boy group also became a hot topic.
This is the first Chinese group to go abroad.
There are fan groups all over the world.
Although their glory has lasted for a few years, their popularity remains unabated and each member has developed very well.
Now, having the support of my boss further reflects the care and love involved.
A lot of capital is also watching.
Just after the Spring Festival, the Shinhwa boy group received several major endorsement resources.
Of course, all of this is inevitably due to Wu Qiao's help, but so what?
Wu Qiao never minds anything as long as it's good for the artist.
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The day before the Spring Festival, Dongfang Jin came back.
He appeared at the door of the study at two o'clock in the middle of the night. If Chen Jingang had not always been a light sleeper, he would not have noticed the other person at all.
"Why are you back at this time?"
Chen Jingang saw a layer of moisture on Dongfang Jin's body, "Go take a shower first, I'll go downstairs to get you something to eat."
Dongfang Jin just nodded slightly, then walked into the bathroom and washed away his fatigue.
In fact, he didn't need to rush so much, but since he received the call from his young apprentice, he was afraid that his apprentice would think too much, so he could only compress the time.
Up to this moment, I haven't slept for five days and five nights.
While soaking in the bathtub, there was even a moment when he almost fell asleep, but something was on his mind and he couldn't sleep.
When I came to the study, I saw that Chen Jingang had already prepared the midnight snack.
"Noodles, buns, just make do with it."
It was late at night, and he couldn't make too much noise for fear of waking everyone up.
"Um."
Dongfang Jin didn't complain and ate up all the beef noodles and eight buns.
After a hearty meal, I suddenly felt that my tiredness had dissipated a lot.
Seeing Dongfang Jin like this, Chen Jingang did not ask any further questions, but just waited quietly.
Of course, he did not forget to pour the other person a cup of fine white wine.
Dongfang Jin took small sips of wine for a long time before speaking.
"Qiao Qiao's body, I'm afraid it won't last much longer. I'm going out to find a prescription."
He traveled to many places and met many people.
Finally, I returned to the place where my master passed away.
He always felt that if his master could get the second volume of the legend of the Wendu clan, he would definitely know something.
But after searching the entire cave, no information related to the Wendu family was found.
In the end, even he himself felt that his master's collection of the book might have been an accident.
Until the last night, when he was about to leave, he lay on the stone bed where his master had once rested, ready to spend the night.
In the middle of the night, I suddenly heard a small sound. I woke up and found that it was a mouse. I didn’t know what it was gnawing on, but it kept making noises.
Even if he stood up and drove them away, it would be useless.
When did the mouse become so bold?
Following the sound, he found a very small hole.
There were a few rats crammed inside.
He raised his hand, picked up the torch and shone it at the entrance of the cave, and the mouse disappeared.
I reached out and explored, and found that there were a lot of food, grass seeds and other things in the cave.
But then he touched a mechanism.
It also made Dongfang Jin realize that in addition to those antiques, his master had left him a lot of things.
In this life, because of his low emotional intelligence, he was completely unaware of the existence of these things.
Hidden in this cave deep in the mountains and forests, it has remained the same for decades.
When I think about it, I even feel like I’m useless.
I have forgotten all the master's teachings.
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