Yanjing, Beihai Park.

Taking advantage of the nice weather today, Lu Xuzhang from the Tourism Bureau and Li Qiang from the Ministry of Foreign Trade came to visit the garden together.

We are already halfway through May, and the number of foreign guests received, which has quadrupled compared to last year, seems to be even more prosperous during this period.

Compared with other places, Yanjing not only receives foreign guests, but also many domestic guests.

Business trips, meetings, promotions and purchases... In short, the people from all over the world came here to visit, which invisibly boosted the domestic demand of the entire imperial capital.

Li Qiang from the Ministry of Foreign Trade has long been accustomed to this situation.

But today's Beihai Park seems to be not only crowded, but also delicious.

Every time you walk for a while, you can see a bunch of old people gathering together in the park, enjoying themselves.

After getting closer and taking a closer look, the old minister immediately wanted to join.

Big red sedan chair, brown saddle and white horse.

Next to these antique vehicles, there are also various costumes and model demonstration pictures placed in eye-catching positions.

The two leaders, who had their hands behind their backs, looked up for a moment to look at the foreign guests in ancient costumes who had come to pay tribute and were given official uniforms by the emperor.

After a while, I looked down again and saw the price list in Chinese and English standing by my feet.

“It’s really not cheap!”

"Really? I think I can add more. Look, they're all already lined up."

The two old leaders, who had been thinking about earning foreign exchange all day long, started communicating on the spot.

After more than ten minutes, seeing that Bu Li still had no intention of leaving, Lu Xuzhang simply suggested:

"Comrade Li, why don't you change your clothes and dress up for a while? I promise to take pictures of you looking beautiful."

Li Qiang, who is over 70 years old, smiled and waved his hand: "There are too many people in line, so let's leave the opportunity to foreign guests who need it more... However,"

"But what?"

"I really want to try that beautiful popsicle."

"You're over 70, how about this?" Lu Xuzhang wondered: "I think it's better to forget it, don't go back and ruin your stomach again."

Comrades who know Li Qiang know that he has always been able to eat ice cream.

Even when he is 90 years old, he will still hold a bottle of iced Coke all day long.

"Lao Lu, let me tell you," Li Qiang wiped the sweat from his forehead:

“As soon as I entered the gate of Beihai Park, I noticed the popsicles in each of their hands.”

"Okay," Lu Xuzhang put his hand into his coat pocket: "I'll eat with you today."

It just so happened that he was quite hot right now.

Just when the young comrade from the tourism bureau ran to buy popsicles.

Lu Xuzhang gave a general introduction to Wenchuang Popsicle.

Only then did Li Qiang take another look at Lu Xuzhang.

"I said to Lao Lu, back then you insisted on handing over China Bank to China Resources because you were too old to do business."

Li Qiang raised his finger and pointed around: "I see you are having a lot of fun now. You can make popsicles for three yuan each. Who else can make more money?"

It is also called the cultural and creative popsicle.

"I think we should call it the foreign exchange popsicle,"

Looking at the white pagoda popsicle in his hand, Li Qiang was really reluctant to say: "This is a good trick, and it should be dealt with like this...Welcome foreign guests and friends."

"Where is this?"

Lu Xuzhang thought of the flywheel plan that Jiangshan gave him: "Just wait and see, I have plenty of tricks to warmly welcome foreign guests."

"In Pujiang, there is also a comrade like you,"

Two veteran cadres walked by the Beihai Lake holding popsicles: "We have increased the export volume of several commodities in succession."

"Really?"

"Not only that, it is said that he has not only revitalized his own work, but also recently helped the comrades in the Commerce Bureau with many ideas."

"Who is this comrade you are talking about? Do I know him?"

"He is a cadre of Pujiang Foreign Trade, his name is Xu Muchun," Li Qiang said, "Do you know him?"

"never heard of that."

"This time I went to Pujiang. In addition to inspecting and understanding the work, I mainly wanted to meet him."

Upon hearing this, Lu Xuzhang paused: "Are you going to Pujiang?"

"Tonight's flight," Li Qiang asked after listening to the other party's tone, "What, are you okay?"

…

Pujiang City, No. 51 Anhe Street.

Zhou Jie and Dong Zhizhi, who were sitting in the courtyard, were looking at Jiangshan intently.

At this moment, Jiang's mother not only ordered the third child to move the dining table out of the house, but also put a lot of American snacks on the table.

"Actually, before the last arrest, Li Bai and his wife were arrested once, and that time their whole family was almost wiped out,"

Jiang Shan held a glass of water: "At that time, the Anti-Japanese War was not over yet, and Li Bai and his wife were working together upstairs and downstairs to carry out reporting tasks.

Suddenly, a group of Japanese soldiers appeared in the alley.

Seeing the Japanese patrolling from house to house, Li Bai's wife quickly knocked on the door three times in accordance with the agreed code."

"Then what?" Dong Zhizhi's nervous eyes didn't even blink: "Were they discovered?"

"It couldn't have been discovered originally," Jiang Shan said:

"After receiving the signal, Li Bai quickly dismantled the transmitter and hid it under the floor.

Unexpectedly, the quality of the broken floor was so poor that it was trampled and broken by a Japanese soldier.

With this kick, all the parts hidden underneath were discovered."

"Oops," Zhou Jie nervously clutched a candy: "How could such a coincidence happen?"

"Who says it's not the case," Jiang Shan continued:

"That's it. Although Li Bai repeatedly emphasized that he had no knowledge of this, it should be something left by the previous tenant.

But Li Bai and his wife were still arrested and sent to the gendarmerie.

During the interrogation, I saw that eighteen torture instruments were used, but they could not pry Li Bai's mouth open.

The gendarmerie then tied Comrade Li Bai's daughter-in-law Qiu Huiying in front of Li Bai.

Then, Qiu Huiying was forced to watch her husband being executed.

There were electric chairs, bamboo sticks, soldering irons, nail removal, and tiger benches. At that time, the whole cell echoed with the cracking sound of broken bones.

Seeing the tortured Li Bai, Qiu Huiying and her husband fainted several times together.

But even so, the couple still gritted their teeth and insisted that they were wronged."

Li Ruocheng shook his head slightly: "How much perseverance does this require!"

Zhou Jie asked anxiously: "What happened next? Did the Japanese believe it?"

"This matter has always been unclear, and it is also the key to the Japanese army's doubts."

Jiang Shan has always admired these technical geeks: “At that time, the Japanese army only found the transmitting device under the floor, but never found the receiving device.

In fact, Li Bai had been using a modified radio to receive reports. At that time, this radio was also taken back by the gendarmerie.

However, after detailed inspection, the Japanese army never discovered the secret of this radio.

In this way, the Japanese army, which had gained nothing in the end, had no choice but to release Li Bai and his wife."

"This is a bit awesome," Uncle Li looked at Jiangshan: "Looking at it this way, our team's skills are no worse than those of Japan."

Li Ruocheng's words make everyone feel comfortable no matter how they listen to them.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Japan's technology has always been superior to ours.

"Don't look at these people who usually don't use guns or cannons." Jiang Shan thought of a person: "If you really want to play, it's not bad at all."

"Third brother, what you said is a bit exaggerated," Li Ruocheng glanced at the candy on the table: "There is a big difference between those who play literature and those who practice martial arts. After all, the professional fields are different!"

"Uncle Li," Jiang Shan said, "Do you still remember the movie I mentioned earlier?"

"The radio wave that never dies?"

The people sitting together answered Jiangshan.

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"The screenwriter of this movie, although the name shown on the subtitles is Lin Jin," Jiang Shandao:
To be continued...