A soft-waisted educated youth has sex with a loyal dog and a rough guy in the 1960s

Chapter 1206 Then fight

They are all thousand-year-old foxes, and each one present is more cunning than the other.

Soon someone realized Lu Miao's intention.

This young junior is not simply someone who would rather die than live in disgrace.

Instead, they chose to stay there in a way that maximizes their benefits!

Although this is indeed the case, Lu Miao's motives are not so noble at the beginning.

After experiencing frequent low-grade fevers and gradually developing symptoms of coughing up blood, I realized that there was a high probability that I was infected with tuberculosis.

Knowing that with current medical conditions, even if treatment is given immediately, there is only a small chance of being cured.

After careful consideration and out of helplessness in the face of reality, Lu Miao gradually made up his mind to die.

She has been detained for more than four months.

If the final word is just "death", then instead of returning home for a brief reunion with family and not being able to be close to them, it is better to stay in another place and turn passivity into initiative.

Isn't it time to make a plan?

It all depends on who can outsmart whom.

If it is impossible to expose the fig leaf of hegemony, then we must use this incident to clear all remaining suspicions of Xi Lufeng, so as to completely consolidate Xi Lufeng's latent position...

If she had to die anyway, then she had to die for a good reason! Her death had to be worthwhile!
Although Lu Miao has made the worst plan, it is impossible for her to fight alone in the country.

And from the beginning to the end, no one regarded her as a bargaining chip.

Therefore, even if it was a temporary concession, the country still sent out the message that priority would be given to ensuring her safe return home.

But probably no one expected that her attitude would be tougher than anyone else.

The lives of our comrades may be endangered at any time, and everyone is aware of the seriousness of the situation.

In the conference room, someone slammed the table and stood up and said:

"Damn it! They are going too far! If we can't come to an agreement, then don't talk to them! Fight! I support fighting them!"

"Old Chen, we can't act on impulse on this matter. We need to think about it carefully!"

"They are extremely vicious and bully people everywhere! We have to fight. I have been waiting for more than ten years and my hair is almost white! What else can we do? Start mobilizing and deploying now! If they don't break in, we will fight back!" "..."

There was a lot of noise and banging on the table in the high-level meeting room all day long.

That night, after dinner at the Fu family courtyard, Tang Mei had just cooked some batter and brought it to the coffee table.

Several adults in the family took the children to cut colored paper and make small frames with bamboo strips, all preparing for the small lanterns to be used tomorrow night.

"Ding-a-ling, jingle-"

While I was busy, the phone at home suddenly rang.

"Who is it at this hour?"

Tang Mei fumbled to get up and answered the phone. After a while, she looked at Lu Yuanzheng and said:

"His father, it's Jinmen who called to look for you."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuanzheng put down the scissors in his hand, touched Baichuan's little head beside him, and stood up to answer the phone.

Fu Jingyou's hand movements also slowed down, and his eyes followed his father-in-law.

Lu Yuanzheng answered the phone with a serious look on his face. As soon as he hung up the phone, Fu Jingyou stood up:

"dad……"

Before he could say anything, there was another long string of "ding-ling-ling" sounds.

Lu Yuanzheng buttoned up half of his collar and quickly turned around to pick up the phone again:

"Hello? It's me... I just received a call from there... um... I'll leave now... OK, let's meet in Tianjin later and we can talk in detail."

Lu Yuanzheng hung up the phone, went back to the room, put on his coat, took the car keys and walked out.

"dad!"

Fu Jingyou keenly sensed something and tried to follow, but his trouser legs suddenly sank.

Baichuan had one hand in a plaster cast and the other hand holding his trouser leg, looking up at him in confusion:
"dad……"

Fu Jingyou calmed down and said nothing. He just stretched out his arms, took the boy into his arms, held him together, and quickly followed his father-in-law out of the hall.