When Meng Shaoyuan opened his eyes, it was already dawn.
My waist aches and my back hurts, and my thighs feel limp and weak.
Glancing at Sophia who was sleeping soundly like a golden cat next to him, Meng Shaoyuan finally understood the gap in strength between himself and her opponent.
That night last night.
Meng Shaoyuan doesn’t know how to describe it other than “crazy”.
Sophia seemed to have vented all the energy she had saved from being apart from Meng Shaoyuan for so long last night.
Once, and again, and again and again.
Shame on you.
In front of Sophia, Meng Shaoyuan, the dignified director of the Supervision Office of Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai Provinces, a public enemy of Japan, and the most powerful agent on the surface, can only be described in four words:
Throw away your armor!
It stands to reason that Master Meng's body is quite good.
Guards like Li Zhifeng often helped him find various natural supplements.
But the natural gap in strength cannot be made up for in any case.
Glancing at the sleeping Sophia, Meng Shaoyuan quietly wanted to get up.
Suddenly, an arm grabbed him.
Meng Shaoyuan turned his head.
Sophia woke up.
Meng Shaoyuan smiled dryly: "I'm going to work."
Sophia was still half asleep, and she muttered: "It seems that there is still time."
Then, she rolled onto Meng Shaoyuan's body again.
"Help!"
Meng Shaoyuan let out a sad and helpless cry in his heart!
…
Shame on you.
When he saw the officer coming out with a pale face and weak legs, Li Zhifeng said something contemptuous in his heart.
The face of my dignified Chinese soldier has been completely shamed by you.
"Sir."
Li Zhifeng said calmly: "District Chief Wu asked you to wake up and go there quickly."
"knew."
Meng Shaoyuan was listless: "Give me a pigeon soup for lunch, and add yellow croaker swim bladder."
"yes."
…
Wu Jingyi glanced at Meng Shaoyuan who appeared in the office, yawning profusely, and shook her head: "U.S. Consul General Don Bonanno hopes to have lunch with you at noon."
Meng Shaoyuan said "Oh".
After all, it’s time for Americans to look for themselves.
"Is there a meeting in the morning?"
"No."
"Okay, I'll handle the documents in the office and go to the U.S. Consulate in ten o'clock."
Meng Shaoyuan was about to go out, but Wu Jingyi suddenly asked: "Where will you stay tonight?"
Where do I live?
When he thought of Sophia, who was like a wolf and a tiger, Meng Shaoyuan suddenly felt that his feet were weak again.
This needs to be delayed for two days, right?
"Stay there, stay there."
When hearing this answer, Wu Jingyi smiled.
Then, she took out ten oceans from the drawer and placed them on the table one by one.
"Boom"!
For some reason, our Master Meng sat down on the ground!
…
Consul General Don Bonanno prepared a simple luncheon.
Meng Shaoyuan's guard captain Li Zhifeng came in with an earthen jar, placed it in front of Meng Shaoyuan, and then left.
Only Consul General Meng Shaoyuan and Bonanou were left.
Meng Shaoyuan opened the earthen pot and took a sip of the soup inside: "Pair pigeons with the swim bladder of yellow croaker, which is a great supplement. Logically speaking, the swim bladder of shark is the best for men. Unfortunately, it is not easy to get it recently. Mr. Consul General, you can do it if you are free. Try it.”
"Ah, I will."
Bonanou was full of curiosity about this Chinese man from the first day he met him.
This man has extensive and mysterious intelligence sources. Bonanou firmly believes that Meng Shaoyuan has a huge intelligence network.
Moreover, this young man is very interesting.
You see, at the luncheon he hosted, he actually brought his own food.
Meng Shaoyuan tore off one of the pigeon's legs: "Is the information I provided correct?"
"Yes."
Bonanou immediately said seriously: "Just last month, the Japanese army invaded southern French Indochina. Since the French government surrendered, on the basis of the German-Japanese alliance, the French government did not make any protest.
Using this as a base, Japan could easily occupy Singapore, the Dutch East Indies, and the Philippines, completely overturning the existing pattern in the Pacific region. "
At this point, he paused briefly: "This is completely consistent with the information you provided before. On behalf of the U.S. government and all the fighters fighting for freedom, I would like to express my gratitude to you."
Meng Shaoyuan was far less interested in the so-called gratitude than the pigeon legs in his hands: "What about the measures taken by the US government?"
In fact, he knew, but he didn't say it.
He could not give Bonanou the illusion that he had an informant in the US government.
"The U.S. government has made a tough response, freezing all Japanese properties in the United States and imposing a comprehensive oil embargo." Bonanou emphasized his tone: "Moreover, the scope of sanctions will be further expanded."
"So, get ready for war." Meng Shaoyuan threw the bones on the table: "Japan has been trying its best to reserve oil, but even so, their oil reserves are limited. After being sanctioned, every day they wait, Japan cannot afford to consume 12,000 tons of oil in vain.
Mr. Consul General, war will break out soon. This will be a battle that will determine the fate of the United States and Japan, and the fate of the whole world. Of course, I know that your President, Mr. Roosevelt, has made preparations, but is he involved in this war? There is a lot of opposition in the United States, and it remains absolutely neutral, right?
Therefore, Mr. Roosevelt needed an opportunity, an opportunity that would make it impossible for all Americans to refuse to participate in the war. Please tell President Roosevelt that according to the intelligence we have, this opportunity will appear soon. I can assure you that what President Roosevelt has been waiting for is coming! "
It seems that nothing can be hidden from this Chinese!
"I am very glad that you are our ally." Bonanou said: "In terms of U.S.-China relations, we hope for further cooperation. We are willing to share intelligence with you, so I suggest setting up a special contact channel to ensure that Normal and timely and effective communication.”
"I agree."
Meng Shaoyuan picked up the crock pot: "This special channel is directly under the responsibility of you and me. Whether it is any information that happens in China or in the Pacific, you and I must know it as soon as possible. At the same time, I hope The two sides are true allies, not a temporary partnership where each other is wary of suspicion."
"As far as I am concerned, I am your friend and a friend of the Chinese people." Bonanou replied firmly.
"Really?" Meng Shaoyuan asked.
"Yes, do you have any questions?" Bonanou was a little curious.
Meng Shaoyuan smiled.
He picked up the earthen pot and began to drink the soup.
Bonanou waited patiently for him.
Meng Shaoyuan drank not a drop of the soup in the earthen pot, then put down the earthen pot and sighed:
"What a pity, Mr. Consul General, Americans have never regarded us as true friends!"
