March 17, 1938.
There is still one day left before the wedding of Meng Shaoyuan, chief of the Military Unified Operations Section and director of the Shanghai Special Office.
Cai Xuefei was really nervous.
I'm about to marry that man.
This will be the most important and happiest day in her life.
There was a fierce quarrel in the living room outside.
English mixed with Chinese.
Cai Xuefei smiled.
That was when Butler Qiu and Alao started to quarrel again.
These two people were originally bitter enemies, but now they are on the verge of becoming a family, and there will be many opportunities to quarrel in the future.
Especially before getting married, Alau came here every day.
Because the wedding was held at Qiangwei Mansion, Alao was nominally here to assist with the wedding, but in fact he was worried and came to "check" the work.
Unfortunately, this is the place Butler Qiu doesn't want others to touch.
He was extremely, seriously, and deeply disapproving of this marriage, and now a black housekeeper was dictating his job. You can imagine Butler Qiu's mood.
…
"Please don't interfere with my work, Mr. Alao!" Butler Qiu couldn't help but raise his voice.
"I am here on behalf of my master, my master, Mr. Meng Shaoyuan."
"I don't care who your master is, this is Qiangwei Mansion, Mrs. Cai's mansion."
"No, no, Qiu, you are wrong. Starting from tomorrow, this is no longer Qiangwei Mansion, but Meng Mansion."
"Let go..." Butler Qiu's restraint prevented him from saying the next word.
Alao sneered: "I learned a saying in China: If you marry a chicken, you are a chicken. If you marry a dog, you are a dog."
"You said your master Meng Shao was originally a dog?"
"It's a metaphor, if my owner is a dog, what about his wife?"
Butler Qiu was furious.
People will always make progress.
In the past, Alao and Butler Qiu had quarrels and almost never won.
But now the level of Arau's quarrels has become more and more serious.
"Leave here immediately." Butler Qiu looked very ugly: "I only serve our wife!"
"Mrs. Meng!"
"Let...Ms. Cai!"
"Mrs. Meng!" Alao continued to correct.
"Fart!" Butler Qiu, who couldn't bear it anymore, finally said this curse word: "Even if Meng Shaoyuan succeeds, it's still Mrs. Cai!"
"Mrs. Meng!"
Poor Butler Qiu almost fainted...
…
"There seems to be a quarrel outside?" Luo Zhujun said, holding Cai Xuefei's hand.
"It's okay, it's Butler Qiu and Alao. They like to quarrel, but they will become good friends."
"Yes, we will soon become a family." Luo Zhujun said with a smile.
Cai Xuefei's face turned red again.
"Tell me something."
Luo Zhujun suddenly looked a little dissatisfied: "This Meng Shaoyuan is getting married tomorrow, but he doesn't even bother to ask about such a big matter as getting married."
"He is a person who does big things." Cai Xuefei did not take it seriously at all: "In the past few days, I have been hearing people say that Japanese spies and traitors were killed. I think it is probably related to him. It has something to do with the country. Everything else is trivial in comparison.”
Luo Zhujun's eyes widened.
Is getting married a trivial matter?
"Meng Shaoyuan, I don't know how many lifetimes of blessing I have accumulated." Luo Zhujun sighed: "I can actually marry you. He must not cherish it, he..."
"It's my blessing." At this moment, Cai Xuefei was filled with undisguised happiness both on her face and in her words: "He is an indomitable hero. Do you know what the Japanese call him? The public enemy of Japan. , and some people say that he is the 'strongest agent', Sister Zhujun, I have never thought about being able to marry such a great hero."
It's over, Cai Xuefei is completely defeated.
Luo Zhujun gave a special warning: "Xue Fei, I heard people say that although Meng Shaoyuan is powerful, he is very perverted. You have to be careful."
"That's nothing. When he does this job, he will always come into contact with many women. Of course I hope that he will only treat me well in his life, but if there are other women around him, as long as he still recognizes me as his wife, I will Satisfied."
Cai Xuefei's answer made Luo Zhujun unbelievable: "Xuefei, you have lived abroad since you were a child. People who don't know it would think that you have received the education of three obediences and four virtues since you were a child. Do you want to build a chastity memorial arch for you? ? Bah, why did I say such unlucky words?"
Cai Xuefei didn't take it seriously at all: "I have lived abroad since I was a child, but my Cai family, from the time I became sensible, taught me traditional Chinese ideas. Otherwise, they would not have forced me to come back from the United States to get married. People are married. Foreign countries are as good as foreign countries, and China is as good as China. Since I married a Chinese man, I will follow Chinese rules."
At this point, she smiled faintly: "Sister Zhujun, in fact, there is nothing unlucky about what you just said. In this line of work, there are dangers every day. If that day comes, I will never marry again. Man, I will put up a big sign at the door of my house that says, 'Men are not allowed to enter the Meng Mansion'!"
"You..." Luo Zhujun didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "If in ancient times, I would have spent all my wealth to help you get the title of Mrs. Gaoming. Now, I can be your Mrs. Meng with peace of mind."
Cai Xuefei smiled very happily: "Sister Zhujun, what do you think he is doing now?"
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"Director Meng, aren't you?"
Gan Ning and Xu Zhu were both dumbfounded: "Tomorrow is your wedding day, and you are going to kill people early in the morning? Isn't this unlucky?"
"It's auspicious but not unlucky." Meng Shaoyuan glared at them: "To kill someone, you need to see blood. When you see blood, you see red. Isn't it unlucky to see red? That is the greatest auspiciousness!"
Xu Zhu muttered: "Then what if you can't make it to the wedding?"
"There's enough time." Meng Shaoyuan thought for a while: "Wang Kemin's special envoy Shi Qingzhi is on the train at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning, departing from Yuyuan Road. According to the information Liu Haishan provided us, he will depart at 7:30, two cars , according to their route, we will attack on Pingliang Road, and evacuate immediately once we succeed, in time for the wedding."
Meng Shaoyuan had made up his mind, and Sun Jian no longer insisted: "Passing through Pingliang Road? Is that equivalent to going in a circle?"
"That's right, we are just going around in circles." Meng Shaoyuan sneered: "The recent bloody turmoil in Shanghai has been so violent that they are afraid. There are seven bodyguards in the two cars, three of them are Shi Qingzhi's own, and four are given by Chen Lu He used it. They would never have thought that we have all the time and route of leaving, and Pingliang Road is where he is buried!"
He took out a cigarette and lit it: "Inform the patrol officer on Pingliang Road that we can drink more tea in the patrol room from 7:30 to 8:30 tomorrow morning."
"clear!"
"That's right." Meng Shaoyuan seemed to have remembered something: "Bring all the clothes I will wear for the wedding in the car, and also tell Alao to wait for me at the intersection of Albert Road."
"clear."
"Also, bring all your clothes for the wedding tomorrow. Although my wedding is simple, it cannot be casual."
"Don't worry, Director Meng, we won't embarrass you."
"Well, are you all ready with your share of money?"
Damn it, what kind of officer is this?
