Fang Muheng took the business card and glanced at it.
Hu You, the name of the executive manager.
He took out his business card holder from the inner pocket of his suit and put this business card in it.
"Looking at the accent, Mr. Huang is a native of Shanghai." Hu You asked with a smile.
"I was in Nanshi in the early years, and later moved to Fuxi District. My family did some small business." Fang Muheng said with a gentle tone.
"Mr. Huang seems to be doing big business at first glance." Hu You smiled and said politely, "Mr. Huang, wait a moment."
Fang Muheng pushed the frame of the mirror and glanced at the head manager who was carefully checking the seals and secret words.
Beside him, Liu Bo just stood like that, not saying anything, and scanning his eyes casually. When he saw a beautifully dressed female guest passing by, his eyes would shine, and he would squint and reveal a smile, but his face looked even more...
Ugly.
…
It took about ten minutes, but Hu You still hadn't come back.
Fang Muheng made eye contact with Liu Bo.
"Wait another five minutes." Fang Muheng raised his wrist to look at the time and whispered to Liu Bo.
At this moment, Hu You came back, "Excuse me for waiting, Mr. Huang."
He handed the seal back to Fang Muheng, "The seal is authentic, leave a record and check it."
As he spoke, his eyes became more eager and worried, "Mr. Huang, are you sure you want to take them all out?"
"Take them all out, it's urgent for business." Fang Muheng smiled slightly and took the seal. At the same time, two banknotes in his palm were put into Hu You's hands.
These are two ten pound notes.
"That's it." Hu You took back the banknote without leaving a trace, put it into his pocket, and said with a smile, "Mr. Huang, wait a moment."
"There's a problem." Liu Bo walked to Fang Muheng's side and whispered.
Although Fang Muheng didn't see anything wrong, he chose to trust Liu Bo's judgment.
He frowned.
Should I wait a little longer and try to take away the money, or should I retreat immediately?
This is a difficult multiple choice question.
If we evacuate at this point, this anti-Japanese donation will basically be gone.
There's nothing you can do if you don't withdraw. The other party can continue to delay.
"Withdraw!" Fang Muheng made a decision immediately.
If you continue to stay here, you may lose your money and your people.
At this moment, Hu You's voice came, "Mr. Huang, please wait for a long time."
…
No. 22, Xue Huali Road.
In the deputy chief inspector's office, the song "Dawn Hui" was still playing on the gramophone.
Cheng Qianfan was holding a flower-watering pot in his hand, humming a tune in his mouth, and watering the flowers happily.
His eyes glanced at the phone on his desk from time to time.
Jingle Bell.
Cheng Qianfan put down the flower-watering pot, clapped his hands, and picked up the towel on the pot stand to wipe his hands. Then he walked slowly to his desk and picked up the receiver.
"I am Cheng Qianfan."
"Brother Cheng, are you busy?"
"I'd like to be busy, but it's just been quiet lately." Cheng Qianfan laughed, "Brother Lu, on the other hand, I heard that you've been having a great time lately."
Lu Dazhang laughed loudly, and the two exchanged pleasantries. Inspector Lu and Vice President Cheng made an appointment to have tea together at Chunfeng Deyi Building at noon.
Putting down the microphone, Comrade Huo Miao's expression turned serious.
According to the agreement made by his colleague Da Zhang, if he calls and arranges to go to Paramount Coulor together in the evening, it means that the New Fourth Army comrades have a smooth trip to Citibank to withdraw money.
If you make an appointment to have tea at Chunfeng Deyi Building at noon, it means something is wrong.
…
Chunfeng Deyi Building is closer to Xue Huali Road.
Coming from Xiafei District, Chunfengdeyilou is a bit further away.
When Lu Dazhang was personally led by the owner of Chunfeng Deyi Building to the private room of Vice President Cheng on the second floor, 'Little President Cheng' was concentrating on feeding a little milk cat.
This little milk cat is the second cat in the Central Patrol Room.
Just because this little milk cat is the cub of the number one cat in the central patrol room in Mr. Cheng's home.
‘Mr. Xiao Cheng’ sometimes takes this little milk cat with him when he goes to work.
At this time, 'Mr. Xiao Cheng''s eyes were gentle, and he was seen squatting on the ground, breaking the cake in his hand into pieces bit by bit.
This little civet cat with extraordinary origins eats gracefully.
I saw that it did not come up immediately and devour the food. Instead, it smelled the food slowly and moved the pastry pieces with its small paws, as if to confirm whether the food was poisonous.
Then he started eating.
And it’s not just gobbling it up.
Instead, he lay there elegantly and chewed slowly.
"What's this cat's name?"
"Cat." Cheng Qianfan clapped his hands and sat on the chair.
"What about your old cat?" Lu Dazhang asked in surprise.
"Cat." Cheng Qianfan said.
Lu Dazhang was stunned for a moment, "Is this different?"
"It's different." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile, "I call the cat at home 'cat', and this little kitten, I call 'cat'."
Seeing Lu Dazhang's unbelieving look, Cheng Qianfan laughed loudly, "Brother Lu, you have never raised a cat. You don't understand. Cats can understand."
Drinking tea, melon seeds, cakes, and preserved fruits were served early.
The two chatted for a while, and after confirming that no one was eavesdropping, both Cheng Qianfan and Lu Dazhang's expressions became serious.
"What happened?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"The comrades who went to Citibank to withdraw money encountered a situation." Lu Dazhang said, "They left in a hurry. They seemed to have discovered the enemy's situation."
He grabbed a handful of melon seeds and demonstrated on the table:
I'm observing secretly here.
Our comrades evacuated from the bank. As soon as they got on the rickshaw, a group of people surrounded them.
Cheng Qianfan stared at the melon seeds on the table. He frowned slightly and matched the melon seeds placed by Lu Dazhang with the streets and buildings around Citibank.
"A gun was fired?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"I gave the signal and Lao Huang fired a shot." Lu Dazhang said.
Cheng Qianfan nodded slightly. The purpose of shooting was not to kill the enemy, but to create chaos.
"I beat a red-headed Asan to death," Lu Dazhang said again.
"Huh?" Cheng Qianfan was surprised.
Lao Huang did not shoot the group of people who suddenly appeared, but killed a red-headed patrolman.
Then he understood, and he applauded Lao Huang's choice in his heart.
He is worthy of being the ‘fish intestine’ comrade back then!
"Is there a mess?" he asked.
"It's chaos." Lu Dazhang nodded.
Lao Huang shot a red-headed Asan to death, which aroused confusion and anger among the patrolling red-headed Asan. They immediately targeted the vicious group of men heading towards Citibank.
One of them, a red-headed Asan, shot directly at the group.
The other party fired back.
Gunfire erupted at the scene.
However, the red-headed Asan was afraid of death, and the other party seemed to have no intention of fighting, so the two sides soon broke away from contact.
Seeing this group of people fleeing, the red-headed Asan confirmed that the other party had indeed escaped without a trace, and then bravely launched a chase.