"Wow, Brother Cheng, if you want to say that, although this big yellow croaker is good, I dare not touch it anymore." He said slowly while playing with a gold bar in his hand.
Looking at Cheng Qianfan, I thought hard.
I have long heard that Cheng Qianfan has always been close to the Japanese. Judging from this attitude, this kid has long been secretly seeking against the Japanese.
"Brother Fei, you and I see the current situation in Shanghai." Cheng Qianfan said calmly, "The Japanese are determined to win Shanghai. Do you think the national army can defend it?"
"I can't hold on." Fei Li shook his head, "But, brother, I am the job of British and Americans. No matter how capable he is, he will never dare to provoke British and Americans."
As he said that, he picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea, "Brother Cheng, you will be stabbed in the backbone when you work with the Japanese."
"That's true." Cheng Qianfan sighed, "Tell me what kind of world this is? I just want to make some money and live a more comfortable life, bad luck."
As he said that, he pulled the gold bar back, "I was not thinking well. I thought I had pointed out a clear way for you, but I almost harmed you. I just pretended that I had never mentioned this."
As he said that, he filled the tea with Fei Li, "I won't mention this, drink tea, drink tea."
...
Feeling a little dumbfounded.
He just pretended to behave and waited for Cheng Qianfan to persuade him for a few more words. He then took advantage of the situation, but he didn't expect that this kid would not play according to the routine.
"Hey, Brother Cheng." Fei Li said hurriedly, "What do the Japanese want me to do? Tell me, brother, I can't help but appreciate your kindness."
"That's right." Cheng Qianfan smiled, "As of the times, whoever gives more benefits, we will take the job of the job. Besides, this big Shanghai will sooner or later be the Japanese. You and my brothers will get on the boat earlier, so they are planning to make plans for the future?"
He was silent for a long time, and after a while, he took a sip of tea and pointed at Cheng Qianfan, "Brother Cheng, you are not authentic."
"Where do you start with this?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"It's intentional, it's intentional. Brother, you have already climbed the Japanese high ground, and you won't get along with me earlier." Fei Li pretended to be angry and said.
He now regrets it a little. When the Japanese wooed him, they were not decisive enough.
So much so that the guy Cheng Qianfan walked in front. Now with the Japanese, this kid must be more valued.
"Brother, I'm going to explore the road for Brother Fei." Cheng Qianfan laughed, "Isn't this good, I will think of you immediately if you are good."
"Tell me, what do the Japanese want me to do?" Fei Li asked.
"I am just responsible for leading the message. Brother Fei, you received these big yellow croakers and agreed. I will reply to the letter there. The Japanese will naturally come to you for a specific interview." Cheng Qianfan shook his head and said.
"Brother Cheng, you will reveal it to me more or less." Fei Li asked anxiously.
He wasn't worried that he would be harmed by the Japanese. Since the Japanese looked for him, it means that he was of great value.
What he thought was to understand first, be prepared, and do things properly for the Japanese.
Now he is one step behind Cheng Qianfan, and he has to perform well with the Japanese no matter how hard he is.
...
"This..." Cheng Qianfan pondered, tapped the table gently with his fingers, and glanced at the golden yellow croaker without any trace.
This bastard!
He gritted his teeth and drew five big yellow croakers, and pushed them directly in front of Cheng Qianfan.
"What is this doing, what is this doing." Cheng Qianfan waved his hands repeatedly, smiled at the corner of his mouth, glanced at the big yellow croaker in front of him, and glanced at the opposite side again.
Basal ball.
Fei Li cursed in his heart and pushed two more big yellow croakers over.
"You and my brother, I have gained benefits, and I can't let you go empty-handed, brother." Fei Li said with a smile.
"This..." Cheng Qianfan gritted his teeth and looked sincere, "Oh, I can't say it, but who told you that my brothers are so good."
"Commercial Press!" Cheng Qianfan lowered his voice, "Brother, I only know the Japanese are thinking about this place. I don't know what you want to do, brother."
Commercial Press?
The place is now in ruins. What are the Japanese people's ideas about commercial printing houses?
Suddenly, I felt a little guess in my heart.
I had something in my mind, and after learning that the Japanese side would come to discuss with me tonight, I couldn't sit still anymore, so I said goodbye early and left.
Cheng Qianfan looked at the seven big yellow croakers on the table and held them in his hands to play with them casually, his face getting darker and darker.
...
Pidgin Bund.
A small passenger ship docked.
The dusty passengers got off the boat and went ashore.
A middle-aged man in a long gown was supported by a young woman, "Dad, slow down."
Beside the two, two men looked at everything around them with a vigilant look.
"Mr. Miao" was seriously injured, but the dock was full of eyes. In order to avoid arousing suspicion from people around, he had to force himself to get off the boat.
This requires extremely strong perseverance.
"Rickshaw!" The young woman reached out and waved to a rickshaw.
The middle-aged man got into a rickshaw, put down the carport, and spread his whole body in his seat, his face covered with beans of sweat, and he soon fell into a coma.
"Quanyou Hotel." said the young woman.
...
About an hour later, several people arrived at the hotel and settled down.
"Comrade Chai, how is the political commissar?" Guardian Xiao Huo asked anxiously.
"The situation is very bad. The political commissar has been in a coma. We must contact the Shanghai Party organization as soon as possible." Chai Xue said with a serious expression.
She looked at another comrade, "Comrade Liu Danian, has the radio station been ready?"
"The battery was pierced by a bullet, and water was injected again." Liu Danian shook his head, "Unless the battery was obtained."
"I'll go out to find the organization." Xiao Huo jumped up in an anxious manner and said.
"Nonsai, where are you looking for?" Liu Danian said in a deep voice, "Xiao Huo, calm down."
Xiao Huo, who was scolded, squatted down, hugged his head, and tears flowed down his eyes.
Xiao Huo, who was born in the Red Little Devil, died while his parents were fighting against the siege and suppression. It was the political commissar who led him to the top.
For him, the political commissar is not only the leader, but also his relatives.
"You can't panic." Chai Xue said calmly, "We can't contact the Shanghai Party Organization, but our residence was agreed in advance with the organization. They must be looking for us as well and will definitely come to the hotel to check. For the sake of the current plan, we can only wait."
As he said that, Chai Xue fetched a basin of water and washed her face, "I'll go out to get some alcohol and help the political commissar cool down first, so you can't keep burning like this."
"Pay attention to safety." Liu Danian reminded.
"Don't worry, my country's young people in Shanghai can speak Shanghai dialect." Chai Xue walked forward again, touched the forehead of the unconscious 'Mr. Miao', and frowned, "I'm not back in an hour, you can transfer immediately."
Just as she was about to open the door and go out, the door was knocked.