Han Song, director of the Economic Investigation Department of the Ministry of State Security, got a catalogue of his subordinates' investigations on Fan Wuxi's activities abroad in recent years, and after carefully reading it for a while, he had a great headache.

Fan Wuxi's activities are extremely irregular, it can be said that he is a hammer in the east and a mallet in the west, and it is not easy to summarize some valuable information from his experience. To put it nicely, this person's thinking is wild, and if it is ugly, it is that there is no score in doing things.

"Grandma is a bear, and I don't know where he earned so much money?!" Han Song couldn't grasp the essentials after reading it for a long time, and couldn't help but throw the information aside.

When he went to report to Minister Jiang Luo in the morning, he suddenly said to Han Song that as for the investigators set up next to Fan Wuxi, some people could be relaxed, and new personnel had been arranged to monitor them, so the Economic Investigation Department could save their worries. Han Song was very depressed after knowing the news, which means that the work efficiency of the Economic Investigation Office is not high, and no progress has been made, so the above is not satisfied and decided to intervene himself.

The Secret Service is actually dispatched!

Han Song felt that the importance attached to Fan Wuxian was not ordinarily high.

The special services are generally dispatched only when they are for the security of personnel at or above the provincial and ministerial level, and it is said that all of them are hidden masters, and these people are generally dispatched for only two purposes, one is to protect the task, and the other is to monitor.

The above-mentioned request to the personnel of the Secret Service regarding Fan Wuzhi was to have both, both to monitor and protect, while the personnel of the former Economic Investigation Department, who had already been in the vicinity of Fan Wuxian, were ordered to be transferred back and no longer participate in this matter.

"This matter can't be just settled, otherwise it's too embarrassing, Fan Wuxian came back to the country with so many people and so much money, obviously it is impossible to be idle, in case he wants to set off any big waves, how can he count on a few people in the secret service to control it all?" Han Song knew that the people of the Secret Service were not omnipotent, so his Economic Investigation Department should not give up monitoring Fan Wuxi, but at this time, the focus should be shifted from personal to the funds available to him.

Who in the Secret Service got the task of approaching Fan Wuxi? Except for the old chief and the director of the special services, no one else knows about this, this is a rule, and it is also required by the confidentiality regulations, not to mention that Han Song does not know, even the Minister of Security Jiang Luo does not know.

The recent information has vaguely shown that the group of foreigners under Fan Wuxian had already left the capital and headed south at this time, although it was a little difficult, but the people of the Ministry of Security still accurately grasped the location of their destination, Wenzhou.

"What are these people doing? After the impact of the campaign to crack down on counterfeit and shoddy goods that began last year, Wenzhou has been a little noisy, and can no longer withstand any wind and grass at this time. Han Song pondered for a long time, and he didn't know what these people were going to do, they wouldn't have traveled thousands of miles to buy shoes collectively, right? Depend on!

According to the new information from the Secret Service, Fan Wuxi's movements can be seen at a glance, and there is an additional mark at the back, which is suspected of liking big women. Han Song was completely speechless after seeing this, why didn't his own people collect such important information?

The people in the secret service are really gossipy!

Fan Wuxi, who was in the center of the dark tide, was fine at this time singing with her sister Fan Ting, her secretary Wang Xuyun, and the beauties of the External Liaison Department in a KTV private room near the company.

Although Fan Wuxi has made the earliest batch of karaoke solfeggio systems in China and has been promoted, in recent years, due to Fan Wuxian leaving the United States, he has not paid enough attention to this area, coupled with the large-scale entry of the said products, most of the KTV private rooms in the capital are basically using the equipment of the company, and the effect is naturally good, but the price is relatively high.

However, outside of large and medium-sized cities, the form of KTV private rooms has not been particularly popular, after all, ordinary private rooms always cost dozens of yuan an hour, plus other consumption, it is very considerable, and ordinary people still can't afford to consume.

"It's rare to have a good skill, and the love level is always unbreakable, but the tenderness and sweetness of swinging the sword are fruitless, the flowing water is surging and slashing, the love thread is not broken, the blade is cold, the enthusiasm is not cold, and the bottom of the heart is even more sad——"

Fan Wuxian drank a few bottles of beer, his face was a little hot, and when he saw Luo Wen's "Xiao Li Flying Knife" on the songbook, he ordered a song, and the jukebox system at this time was naturally not as convenient as the later computer singing, and the touch screen human-computer interaction could be used, and the remote control was still used to select points.

"Mr. Fan, your brother is quite a man when he sings." Wang Xuyun listened to Fan Wuxian singing, and said to Fan Ting.

"What, you're interested in my brother too? But he seems to be a little too young! If you don't mind sibling love, you don't have to think about my position. Fan Ting said half-jokingly.

"How is it possible-" Wang Xuyun's eyes widened and said, "I just think he sings at a very good level, and Mr. Fan, your thoughts are too evil!" However, there is really one person at the scene who is attracted to your brother! ”

"Oh?" Fan Ting was stunned for a moment, followed the direction of Wang Xuyun's eyes, and sure enough, under the dim light, Ouyang Xiaowei of the External Liaison Department looked at Fan Wuxian without blinking, very focused, with a very sad expression on her face.

"The ruthless knife never knows what is wrong and has no fate, only sighs, I will not be afraid of death in the face of death, my heart is sad, my heart is sad, I am a little disappointed in life, why choose me to swing the sword, break the covenant, and acquaintance is destined to be a big mistake——"

At this time, Fan Wuxi had already finished singing the second half, the familiar melody, the dim lighting, the accompaniment with not very good sound quality, and the familiar characters on the screen made him feel like a time staggered in a drunken trance, not knowing whether he was in a dream or what.

"Okay-" There are all girls in the private room except for Fan Wuxi, after listening to him sing, they all applauded, firstly, this is Mr. Fan's younger brother, and secondly, Fan Wuxian really sang very well, after all, he also went to the Spring Festival Gala back then, hehe.

"Why are they all Chinese songs, Xiaowei, how about you come up with a Cantonese song?" It's been a long time since I've heard you sing a Cantonese song-" A girl from the International Liaison Department pleaded Ouyang Xiaowei and sang a song.

"Me?" Ouyang Xiaowei shook her head and said, "I still don't want it, there are so many songs that come and go, and I have long been tired of singing." ”

"Does Sister Xiaowei often sing Cantonese songs?" Fan Wuxian was curious, so he asked.

The girl next to her hurriedly replied, "Xiaowei's family is in Guangdong, and she usually sings Cantonese songs, and she sings very well." ”

Fan Wuxi looked at Ouyang Xiaowei, and felt that the more she looked at it, the more she loved her, both in appearance and temperament, she was very stylish, and couldn't help but ask, "How about we sing the song "Lovesick in the Wind and Rain" together?" ”

Well? The girls in the private room were stunned, and Ouyang Xiaowei also shook her head and asked, "Is it a Cantonese song?" How come I haven't heard of it? ”

Depend on! Fan Wuxian couldn't wait to slap his mouth, and then he remembered that the lovesick wind and rain seemed to be a song from the TVB TV series in 92, and Tang Baoru, who sang this song with Jacky Cheung, became popular all of a sudden, and he made a lot of trouble for a few years.

So Fan Wuxian said, "Well, there are no songs on the market for the time being, but I vaguely remember the lyrics and songs, and it is estimated that it will become popular next year, are you interested in watching it?" ”

"Good! Fan Wuxian has no other skills, it's still okay to write songs, hurry up, we're all waiting to hear you sing. Fan Ting naturally knew that Fan Wuxi had always had high requirements for songs, and he wouldn't fool people with such indiscriminate tunes, so she urged him to quickly write the lyrics and songs, so that he could cooperate with Ouyang Xiaowei and listen to the effect.

glanced at Ouyang Xiaowei, and saw that she seemed to be looking forward to it in her eyes, Fan Wuxian asked the waiter to hold the pen, and then thought about it for a while and began to write the lyrics, and then added the simple score, which took ten minutes, in fact, he couldn't remember the simple score of the general song so clearly, but this lovesick song had worked hard in the wind and rain, so it was very impressive.

After trying it twice, Ouyang Xiaowei became proficient, and she had a very good feeling for this song, even Fan Wuxian felt that this girl was really born with a good sense of music, so the two of them sang a cappella in this way, and the people in the private room applauded, saying that this song is really good, the two of them sing better, and it would be better if there was accompaniment!

Coincidentally, there was a girl who went out to wash her hands, and just found that there was a friend who was singing next door, and that person happened to be in a small band, and came over to be lively after taking over the work today, so she ran over and said, the other party heard that there was a new song that could be auditioned, and suddenly became interested, after all, the old song was sung n times, and there was no feeling for a long time.

The people in the two private rooms got together, and after trying it out, with the accompaniment of the small band, Fan Wuxi and Ouyang Xiaowei sang acacia in the wind and rain very devotedly, and the people in the room who listened to it were a little intoxicated, and they felt that it was worth it to come out today.

Everyone returned happily, but when they came out, they found that it was actually raining outside, although it was not big, but the dense drizzle made the whole world very hazy, and the ground was already wet.

"It's all sung by the two of you, it's really raining." Fan Ting looked at the sky and felt a little incredible.

The weather has been relatively dry recently, it has not rained for a long time, and the weather forecast in the past few days has not said that there has been rain recently, and as a result, it has rained so suddenly, it cannot be said that it is not strange.

Fan Ting's car was parked outside, the two Mercedes-Benzes were full of people, the sky was already a little over, and two families who lived far away were taken by taxi, at this time Fan Ting and Wang Xuyun wanted to drive them back, so there were not so many people in the car.

"My house is not far from here, I can just walk over it." Ouyang Xiaowei said to everyone.

"It's dark, and it's not safe for you to walk alone." Fan Ting looked at Ouyang Xiaowei, a little hesitant.

Fan Wuzhi said, anyway, I am embarrassed to squeeze on other girls, it is better to send her home, so I volunteered and said, "It's okay, I'll send Sister Xiaowei home." ”

Fan Ting immediately nodded and said, "That's no problem, Xuyun, leave them an umbrella, let's leave quickly, or it will be too late." ”

Wang Xuyun nodded, took out an umbrella from the car, and handed it to Fan Wuxian, and then Fan Ting greeted him, and the two cars left at the same time, leaving Fan Wuxian and Ouyang Xiaowei standing there.

Fan Wuxi suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little different, Ouyang Xiaowei stopped talking, both of them felt a little embarrassed, Fan Wuxie's face was still thicker, he coughed and said, "Let's go too?" ”

Ouyang Xiaowei nodded, and the two of them walked forward along the sidewalk under the street lamp.

Because of the rain, there are very few people on the street, and the dim street lamps and the thin rain are very romantic.

Fan Wuxian couldn't help but say, "How about cooperating again in the acacia wind and rain?" ”

"Okay-" Ouyang Xiaowei's eyes lit up obviously, and her eyes sparkled as she looked at Fan Wuxi.

Ouyang Xiaowei didn't know what was wrong with her today, why did she think that Fan Wuxian looked more pleasing to the eye?

"It's rare to have a good skill-" Fan Wuxi was suddenly electrocuted by Ouyang Xiaowei's expression, but as a result, he sang away, couldn't help but pat his mouth, and said with some hatred, "It's really faceless, I actually ran the lyrics!" ”

Ouyang Xiaowei saw Fan Wuxian's movements, and immediately smiled, humming the tune of the acacia wind and rain, and strolling in the rain.

Fan Wuxian saw Ouyang Xiaowei's graceful posture from behind, as well as the crystal raindrops on the hair, and the white and tender skin under the green silk, he couldn't help but feel a little shaken, and quickly shook his head, secretly said It's really good**, and then ran forward with an umbrella.

"Sister Xiaowei, I feel very disadvantaged, I don't even know how old you are, so I call you sister." A little hairy child said without complaints.

"Why should I tell you? Age is a girl's secret! A certain girl replied very vigilantly.

"Tell me quietly, and no one will know." The little hairy child begged.

"Won't anyone know? Are you a kitten or a puppy? The girl retorted.

"Oh, sister, you're really tight-lipped, boring!" The little hairy child said helplessly.

In the rain under the street lamp, a man and a woman walked under an umbrella together, dragging a long shadow on the ground.

(To be continued)