"Uncle, do you think my father and the director have known each other for a long time?" After Tang Cheng came down from the director's office upstairs, he looked a little distracted. He thought to himself for a long time, and then finally settled in his heart. Tell Zhang Jianghe your questions. Zhang Jianghe was slightly startled when he heard this. He guessed that the man upstairs summoning Tang Cheng was not as simple as reminiscing about old times and chatting, but he couldn't figure out why Tang Cheng would ask such a question.
"Why do you ask?" Zhang Jianghe stopped what he was doing, then took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table and lit it, as if he was willing to listen. Zhang Jianghe is the person Tang Cheng trusts most in the Intelligence Department. Except for system matters, Tang Cheng hides almost nothing from Zhang Jianghe, so he did not think at this moment that Zhang Jianghe was playing tricks on him.
Tang Cheng stretched out his hand to scratch his head irritably, and after a while he whispered, "I've always heard that the man upstairs is hard to talk to, but when I met him several times, he always treated me kindly. You know that , if it weren’t for my father, I wouldn’t come to the intelligence office to help, and for a small role like me, the man upstairs shouldn’t notice me. But why do I always feel that he values me? It looks like Cao Wanchun was scolded like crazy upstairs, but nothing happened to me. This is not normal!"
Tang Cheng's words sounded a bit messy, but Zhang Jianghe already had the answer in his mind. There was no shortage of people for the man upstairs. There were many good people in the Intelligence Department, and there was no shortage of young boy like Tang Cheng. Naturally, Zhang Jianghe would not tell Tang Cheng the real reason, because it would involve someone in the presidential palace. "I said you are just hypocritical. The director values you. That's a good thing! Do you still hope that the director will feel comfortable just scolding you like he scolded Cao Wanchun?"
Zhang Jiang and fish in troubled waters had already mastered their ability to confuse the public. With just a few casual scoldings, Tang Cheng successfully made Tang Cheng forget the previous question and focus on Cao Wanchun's scolding. "Uncle, you didn't see that just now! Captain Cao was hunched over in front of the desk. The director scolded him from a tall man of 1.8 meters to a small man of 1.7 meters. I was wondering if he was I have practiced some bone-shrinking skills, and that scene looked so hilarious!"
As soon as Cao Wanchun was scolded in the director's office, Tang Cheng's face became more lively, and he immediately told Zhang Jianghe what happened in the director's office with great joy. Cao Wanchun often said in front of Tang Cheng that he had a life-long friendship with Zhang Jianghe, and had a very good relationship with Tang Cheng's late father Tang Qishan. However, in Tang Cheng's impression, after his father passed away, Captain Cao once again None of them have been to the Tang family.
Only those who visited the Tang family after their father passed away would be regarded by Tang Cheng as his father's old friends, such as Zhang Jianghe. As for Cao Wanchun, that was just what the other party said. "You kid, don't go around talking about this. Cao Wanchun's moral character is a bit lacking, but this person is considered a close confidant of the person upstairs. If the person upstairs knows that you are slandering Cao Wanchun behind his back, he will definitely not give you anything. Eat the good stuff!" Zhang Jianghe glared at Tang Cheng angrily, with warning and reminder in his eyes.
"Uncle, I'm not stupid. I just said this casually here. How could a smart person like me do it if I know it is harmful to others but not beneficial to myself?" Tang Cheng, who had been warned by Zhang Jianghe, immediately grinned and apologized. This funny look made Zhou Hongzhuang laugh, and Zhang Jianghe couldn't hold himself back and also chuckled. "How about we go have hot pot at noon?" Seeing that Zhou Hongzhuang and Zhang Jianghe were in good moods, Tang Cheng took out a note from his pocket and slapped it on the table with a smile.
"I originally thought I wouldn't give up the money this time, but the person upstairs signed a note directly, saying that if I take it to the property, I can get the money directly." There was a hint of pride in Tang Cheng's expression, Zhang Jiang and He reached out and grabbed the note on the table. The director's signature was indeed correct, but the amount on the note was a bit too large, a full 200 yuan. After realizing that the 200 yuan was only legal currency and not ocean currency, Zhang Jianghe curled his lips with disdain, but in fact, he was full of doubts, thinking that the man upstairs was really different to this brat from Tang Cheng.
Zhang Jianghe's deliberately disdainful expression was noticed by Tang Cheng. Tang Cheng, who immediately guessed Zhang Jianghe's thoughts, reached out to rub his nose in embarrassment. "Although it's just legal currency, legal currency is also money! Besides, 200 legal currency is enough for the three of us to eat meat every day for more than a month." Hearing this, Zhang Jianghe secretly winked at Zhou Hongzhuang, and the two of them immediately held it back. He smiled, but in his heart he had already regarded the chattering Tang Cheng as a fool.
Until lunch time, Tang Cheng, who had already gone to the finance department to collect the money, did not see Cao Wanchun coming, and then he began to urge Zhou Hongzhuang and Zhang Jianghe to get dressed and leave. "Put on your coat, hurry up, let's go out to eat today. I originally wanted to take Captain Cao with me and treat him to a meal to soothe his broken little heart. But this guy doesn't have a good taste, he's all like this I ordered, but he still didn’t show up. I think we shouldn’t wait any longer and eat more later, so that we can eat for Captain Cao.”
Cao Wanchun didn't come, and the car Tang Cheng borrowed was not returned. The three people drove away from the Intelligence Agency compound. After asking Zhou Hongzhuang and Zhang Jianghe, Tang Cheng drove north along the street. About three blocks later, the car slowly stopped in front of a donkey meat restaurant. "Dragon meat in the sky, donkey meat on the ground. I heard that the chef of this donkey meat restaurant came from Baoding. I've always heard people say that this restaurant tastes good. I just have time today, so I can feast on it."
Zhang Jianghe stood in front of the donkey meat restaurant and sighed for a while before striding into the donkey meat restaurant. Zhou Hongzhuang didn't know what was going on and just followed Zhang Jianghe into the donkey meat restaurant. Only Tang Cheng looked around after entering. On the left and right, there was a hint of vigilance in their expressions. Zhang Jianghe had obviously eaten donkey meat before. After sitting down at a table by the window, Zhang Jianghe ordered several donkey meat dishes in a row with ease. Tang Cheng remained calm, but when he sat down, he happened to bump into the young boy.
After having physical contact with the little boy, Tang Cheng then took the opportunity to go to the counter to ask the boy for help in buying cigarettes, and had a coincidental encounter with the shopkeeper of the Donkey Meat Restaurant. After having physical contact with the boy and the shopkeeper respectively, Tang Cheng still understood in his heart, and finally relaxed. The original vigilance in his eyes had now turned into a hint of joy. The dressed-up donkey meat dishes made Zhang Jianghe and the three of them eat heartily. However, when it came time to pay, Zhang Jianghe was almost stubborn and wanted to go to the counter to pay. Tang Cheng couldn't resist him, so he had to give this opportunity to Zhang Jianghe.
When Zhang Jianghe went to the counter, Tang Cheng didn't care whether he really wanted to check out. He was willing to give Zhang Jianghe this opportunity. However, the street vendor across the street outside the window immediately attracted Tang Cheng's attention. Through two physical contacts with the boy and shopkeeper of the Donkey Meat Restaurant, Tang Cheng has determined that this place is a secret contact point for the underground party, so he concluded that Zhang Jianghe suddenly made a fuss about coming over to eat donkey meat, and it was by no means an accident. .
Tang Cheng had known Zhang Jianghe's hidden identity for a long time. He originally thought that Zhang Jianghe had lost contact with his superiors and might only be a deep diver who would not be activated in the future. That's why he unscrupulously established a relationship with Zhang Jianghe, because a deep diver who would probably never be awakened in his life would not cause any harm to himself and the Tang family. But as they spent more time together, Tang Cheng became more and more aware of Zhang Jianghe's deep sense of helplessness and loss.
"Uncle, I heard that Zhongtong is very popular these days!" When Zhang Jianghe came back after paying the bill, Tang Cheng suddenly said something completely irrelevant to Zhang Jianghe. When Zhang Jianghe looked at him with inquiring eyes, Tang Cheng put down the tea bowl in his hand and continued, "Look, that vendor across the street is Feng Qianshan. I met that person last time. ." Tang Cheng's words were not loud, but to Zhang Jianghe's ears, they sounded like a heavy drum, making him panic.
Zhang Jianghe was panicking, but there was no sign of it on his face. He just used the action of lighting a cigarette to look out through the window next to him. As expected, there were several hawkers across the street. The man Tang Cheng was talking about was holding a pack of cigarettes and handing them to a man in a long gown. He looked like he was just an ordinary cigarette vendor. But Zhang Jianghe's eyes were not bad either. Just when the hawker turned around, Zhang Jianghe's eyes narrowed. The piece that protruded from the hawker's waist when he turned around was definitely not a valuable item that must be carried with him.
Zhang Jianghe discovered the doubts at a glance, and he also believed in Tang Cheng's memory. In the more than half a year of his close relationship with Tang Cheng, Zhang Jianghe had never found any errors in Tang Cheng's memory. While Zhang Jianghe was smoking a cigarette and secretly thinking about countermeasures, Tang Cheng suddenly suggested, "Uncle, the donkey meat here tastes good. Should we take some back? I can also have a few drinks with you in the evening." .”
"Okay, I'll go tell the shopkeeper and buy some more for the fire, so we don't have to cook at night. The third shop next door is a pickle shop. You and Hongzhuang go to buy some pickles and come back. There aren't many pickles left at home. "Zhang Jianghe separated Tang Cheng and Zhou Hongzhuang with pickles, and when paying the owner of the donkey meat restaurant, Zhang Jianghe deliberately folded one of the banknotes into a triangle, while the other banknote was folded into a square. .
Zhang Jianghe did not have the same system skills as Tang Cheng. He had always been eager to contact his superiors. He was happy but secretly guarded. Folding banknotes was the most secret way for him to contact his superiors. The shopkeeper of the donkey meat restaurant took the banknotes handed over by Zhang Jianghe, but did not reveal anything. He just flattened the two banknotes and put them away. Zhang Jianghe was a little disappointed when he saw this, because the other party did not respond to the signal he sent.
