Yes.
But Shen He said: "Mr. Song told me."
A look of surprise appeared on Mengshan's face.
"Mr. Song..." He crossed his legs, his tall and straight body leaning against the back of the chair, looking down at Shen He with a look of scrutiny and indifference.
"Which Mr. Song?" Mengshan seemed to really not know this person.
Chen He lied without blushing or beating his heart: "The head of the Song family, Mr. Song Jingcheng."
Mengshan suddenly realized, and it looked very exaggerated, "So it's Jingcheng, we are good friends. I wonder what the relationship is between Miss Shen and my good friend?"
Shen He answered ambiguously: "We are also good friends."
"Oh?" Mengshan pushed the untouched cup of coffee on the table in front of Chen He, "Miss Chen, have some coffee."
Chen He held the coffee and stirred it gently.
Meng Shan looked at her pretending to be calm and suddenly pointed out, "You and the third son of the Mu family are a couple. According to seniority, you are the younger generation, the future nephew's wife."
"Where did this saying of good friends come from?"
Shen He continued to stir the coffee.
Staring at the swaying surface of the coffee, Shen He said something shocking: "It's true that Mu Tingyun and I are a couple, but that doesn't prevent Mr. Song and I from being underground lovers."
"Good friends is just a nice way of saying it."
Mengshan: “…”
He finally looked Shen He in the eye.
"Miss Shen, you are really surprising." Miss Shen, who looks very well-behaved, is very bold in her actions and words.
"Such a secret matter, Miss Shen told me, aren't you afraid that I will reveal it to others and ruin your reputation?"
Chen He sipped her coffee elegantly and said, "Mr. Meng just said that you and Mr. Song are good friends."
"Mr. Song is the head of the Song family, and I'm just a nobody. If this gets out, it's obvious who will suffer the greater loss."
"Mr. Meng is Mr. Song's good brother. If his good brother has an underground relationship, Mr. Meng will definitely cover for him."
So Chen He was not afraid.
Mengshan’s three views were refreshed again.
interesting.
It's really interesting.
"Miss Shen is really good at playing games. I admire her."
Mengshan nodded towards the document on the table and said to Chen He, “Miss Chen, my lover likes your design very much.”
"Here's the contract. Take a look. If there's no problem, we'll sign it."
Shen He didn't touch the contract.
She put down her coffee cup, looked directly at Mengshan, and said, "I heard that Golden Judgment takes on all kinds of business. I can do this cooperation for free, but I have a business deal I'd like to discuss with Mr. Meng."
Mengshan: “Oh?”
"Ms. Shen, you should know that we at Golden Judgment always charge for business."
"What's your reward?"
Chen He pulled out a handwritten medical book from his briefcase and handed it to Meng Shan.
Mengshan opened the medical book and glanced at it casually.
After seeing the contents clearly, Mengshan's expression froze, his eyes finally showing shock. "Is this... the Soul-Returning Needle Technique from the Su Clan's unique martial arts?"
"Mr. Meng is so knowledgeable that he actually recognized this 'Soul-Returning Needle Technique'. I can assure you that this 'Soul-Returning Needle Technique' is absolutely authentic. It is the authentic work of Su Zhongwen, the last generation of imperial physicians of the Su family."
"Originally, there were three copies of 'The Soul-Returning Needle Technique,' but the other two were destroyed during the war. Now, only one fragment remains in the National Medical Hall."
"Those fragments are too valuable to be exhibited. But I believe Mr. Meng must have a way to visit the site and take a look. He would be able to verify the authenticity of my medical book."
There is no need to see Mengshan.
Because that piece of paper was presented to the National Medical Center by the Golden Judgment.
He knew very well that the handwriting in his hand was authentic.
Carefully closing the medical book, Mengshan asked Chen He, "What kind of business do you want to do with me?"
"Within one year, no matter what the cause of my death, Golden Judgment must, at all costs, ensure that Mu Tingyun, the third son of the Mu family in Qing City, and his childhood sweetheart, Qin Yinong, are buried with me!"
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