Yang Feng rummaged through the drawer for tea leaves.
Jiang Bin said: "Lao Yang, don't bother, boiled water is fine."
Yang Feng shook the tea can in his hand and said with a smile: "The excellent Biluochun was originally intended to entertain Political Commissar Zhang, but Political Commissar Zhang didn't come, so it gave you an advantage."
Jiang Bin asked: "Have the supplies been delivered?"
"It was delivered last night. Fortunately, you were thoughtful and prepared a truck in advance. On the way, someone changed things. The carriage turned into a military vehicle. Political Commissar Zhang and the others passed the Hulan checkpoint in a swagger. The enemy never thought that we could do this.
!Xiao Jiang, Political Commissar Zhang has already said that you are the Zhi Duoxing of Binjiang District Committee!"
Yang Feng said with praise.
Jiang Bin said: "I still have good leadership and everything is arranged properly. Lao Yang, tell me what I mean and follow you. I feel at ease now."
Yang Feng sighed: "It can't be said that it was done properly. In fact, there were some flaws in this mission."
Jiang Bin asked: "What's wrong?"
Yang Feng said: "I only found out last night that at about five o'clock in the afternoon, the city defense patrol team suddenly left the city. If their truck hadn't had a flat tire, they might have been overtaken. At that time, Political Commissar Zhang and the others had not changed vehicles.
, a carriage can never outrun a car."
Jiang Bin said: "The secret of the pass was discovered by the Secret Service. After knowing this, I immediately thought that the city defense patrol was at the north gate at that time. Gao Kejian would definitely ask them to go out of the city to chase. The matter was urgent and I didn't have time to inform you.
, rushed to the North City Gate as soon as possible, but fortunately the patrol team was slowing down the work, and I finally arrived in time, and while no one was paying attention, I tampered with the tires of their truck."
Yang Feng was surprised and happy: "I'm just telling you, how could it be such a coincidence? It turned out to be you who did it!"
Jiang Bin said: "There was no danger, and it didn't delay things at last."
The tea was already brewed. Yang Feng poured two bowls of tea and handed one to Jiang Bin: "Here, let's drink tea instead of wine to celebrate the successful completion of this mission! Do it!"
Jiang Bin smiled and said: "Forget it, if you drink it, you will burn someone to death."
Yang Feng also laughed: "I am also confused and happy."
He put down the tea bowl, motioned Jiang Bin to sit down, and then said: "Last night, the Binjiang Prefectural Committee held an enlarged meeting and decided to absorb you into the Prefectural Committee!"
"Lao Yang, this is not okay."
Jiang Bin quickly stood up.
Yang Feng took a sip of tea: "Why not?"
Jiang Bin said: "I've calculated everything. I've only been in Binjiang for more than three months. Not to mention my limited qualifications. I'm only 26 years old. How can I be qualified to join the prefectural committee..."
Yang Feng said sternly: "Xiao Jiang, remember, our party can overcome all kinds of adverse factors and continue to grow and develop in a difficult environment. What our party relies on is not seniority! What does it rely on? It relies on ability! Some people do this all their lives.
No matter how mediocre, some people can stand out in three to five days. In addition, it was my suggestion to let you join the prefectural committee, and everyone else agreed."
It was approved by the organization, and Jiang Bin could no longer refuse.
Entering the prefectural committee means entering the decision-making level.
Yang Feng is the head of the prefectural committee. For security reasons, few people know where he lives.
Allowing Jiang Bin to come fully demonstrates your trust in him.
…
One week later.
Bank of Songhua River.
Fujiadian Riverside Pier.
Woo——
A passenger ship blew its whistle and slowly entered the port.
Yang Feng was waiting at the dock early.
He stayed in an inconspicuous corner and watched the passengers disembarking one after another.
Ten minutes later, a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, wearing a coarse cloth, carrying a vine box, appeared in his sight.
Yang Feng stepped forward: "Is the journey going well?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Except for a little seasickness, everything is normal."
"Let's go home first."
"good."
Yang Feng hired a mule cart.
The two took the bus back to No. 48 Xinshi Street.
Entering the house, four big hands were tightly clasped together.
Yang Feng said excitedly: "I've been waiting for you to be a tiger! I heard that you were transferred to Binjiang to work. I was so excited that I couldn't sleep all night. Back then, we fought side by side and fought with the Japanese to death in the mountains.
Thinking about it now, it’s like yesterday.”
"I feel the same as you!"
The tiger was also very excited.
The "Tiger" was named Xu Tiehu. He previously worked for the Xinjing Prefectural Committee. Both of them held battalion-level positions in the Second Anti-Japanese Route Army. Due to work needs, they left the army one after another and went underground to work.
After chatting for a while, Xu Tiehu said: "It's my first time to come to Binjiang. I'm blind to the situation here. It may take me a while to get familiar with it."
Yang Feng said: "It doesn't matter. Take your time with everything. There must be an adaptation process."
Xu Tiehu nodded: "During this period, is Jiang Bin's performance okay?"
Yang Feng smiled and said: "Not only is it okay, this period of time basically depends on him. Tiehu, you have a sharp eye and have found an outstanding talent for the organization!"
"He performed very well in Xinjing, and now it seems that he has improved."
Xu Tiehu was also very happy.
Jiang Bin is the organization he developed into.
"The underground work in Binjiang seems to be relatively stable at present, but there is one thing. We don't have a high-power radio station, so we can't get in touch with Yan'an. Everything has to go through the Xinjing Prefectural Committee. This not only greatly reduces the work efficiency, but also
And the risk is greater..."
Yang Feng talked about the problems faced.
Xu Tiehu said: "I heard that the teaching brigade sent a high-power radio..."
Yang Feng smiled bitterly: "Don't mention it, the radio station is lost."
Xu Tiehu was surprised: "Lost?"
"It's a long story..."
Yang Feng briefly told what happened.
Xu Tiehu said: "After such a long time, no matter who hands down the radio, it will be too difficult to get it back. I can only find another way... By the way, there is one more thing."
Yang Feng poured a bowl of tea for Xu Tiehu.
Xu Tiehu said: "Last month, Lao Qin had a heart attack and unfortunately passed away."
Yang Feng asked: "Which Lao Qin?"
Xu Tiehu said: "I used to be in the Second Route Army and served as the military propaganda officer. Later I was transferred to the Xinjing Prefectural Committee. You should have seen it, right?"
"Oh, I remembered, the one wearing glasses and showing two tiger teeth when smiling."
"Yes, that's him."
Yang Feng was somewhat sentimental: "Alas, another good comrade is missing from the revolutionary ranks!"
"Lao Qin died of illness unexpectedly, and the new people he developed can no longer be contacted."
"Didn't he say anything before he died?"
"He died in the middle of the night, and there was no one around him at the time."
"They have a one-way connection?"
"right."
"There's nothing we can do about it."
"Yeah, I'm afraid something like this will happen if I contact you through a single line..."
"Has he never mentioned some basic information about the newcomer?"
"I mentioned it once. He seems to be a student, codenamed Qingyi."
"Qing Yi?"
"The character Qing Yi in the Peking Opera, Lao Qin is from Peiping, so he used this code name."