Early the next morning,
In the lobby on the first floor of the Tanjong Hotel, more than a dozen guests were queuing up at the front desk to check in. Among them were not only Chinese but also foreigners, and business was booming.
In order to open up the business as soon as possible, Zheng Tingbing spared no expense to buy imported spring mattresses, new sofas, and the most fashionable Western-style furniture, attracting many picky residents.
On the roadside outside the door, Zuo Zhong, dressed in a kimono, got off the rickshaw, handed the driver a banknote, looked up at the door of the luxurious hotel, and walked over.
"Hello sora nana."
The waiter in charge of welcoming guests helped him open the door, bowed and spoke some non-standard Japanese, and had a warm smile on his face. Lao Zhengxing, he even started to provide service with a smile.
Zuo Zhong nodded politely to the other party and stepped in. The guest inside looked back when he heard the knock on the door, and quickly turned his head back when he realized he was Japanese.
In Harbin, no one likes these arrogant and cruel guys. In addition, the sudden city-wide manhunt yesterday harassed many people. Even foreigners looked cold when they saw him.
"Hello, would you like to check in?"
Others could not look down upon the Japanese, but the hotel waiters could not. A young man walked up to Zuo Zhong cautiously and respectfully asked him about his purpose.
"No, I have a business to discuss with your boss." After Zuo Zhong finished speaking, he saw the other person's expression change, and he quickly explained with a smile: "I am a serious businessman, and I have absolutely no ill intentions."
The young man didn't believe it at all, but he didn't have the courage to refuse, so he raised his hand towards the sofa in the hall and motioned for him to sit down first, and then ran upstairs to report the news to the boss.
Zuo Zhong laughed secretly as he watched this scene, lamenting that Lao Zheng was very good at winning people's hearts. The waiter's anxiety could not be acted out. It was obvious that he really cared about the other person's safety.
Zheng Tingbing,
Sure enough, he is more suitable to be a businessman.
He turned to look at the luxurious decorations around him and smacked his lips. If the other party was appointed as the director of the secret service, he might be able to turn the Hong Gong Temple into a dance hall. This person could do this.
Zuo Zhong thought wildly for a while until Zheng Tingbing and Wu Chunyang walked downstairs. Both parties behaved very naturally, introducing themselves as if they were meeting for the first time.
"Okamoto Shigenobu."
"Wang Yuewen."
"Wang Songwu."
The three of them shook hands politely, and their attitude was neither cold nor affectionate. The guests next to them glanced at each other and lost interest, thinking it was just a normal business conversation.
This kind of scene is very common in hotels, because most of the guests are also businessmen who have left their hometowns. They also discuss business here, which is private and safe enough.
Zheng Tingbing, who was wearing a suit and leather tie, had a smile on his face and said in Chinese with a Southeast Asian accent: "Song Wu, there are many people here, please ask Mr. Okamoto to go upstairs and chat."
"Okay, Father."
Wu Chunyang responded softly, then walked forward to lead the way, accompanying the two of them to the office, then closed the door and stood in the corridor to watch to prevent anyone from eavesdropping.
This is the top floor of the hotel, and there are usually no staff around. This will not arouse other people's suspicions, and discussing business is a very private matter.
In the house, the reception area.
Zheng Tingbing sat on the sofa and pointed to the top of his head: "The walls have been specially treated and the sound insulation effect is good. Anti-eavesdropping inspections are also carried out every day. The two of us can have an open conversation.
Why did you suddenly come to my place today? Do you have an urgent mission? It is inconvenient not to have a radio station. I cannot receive the situation in Jinling, and I cannot send out the situation here. "
radio station,
inconvenient?
Zuo Zhong always felt that there was something in the other person's words, especially the last sentence. He couldn't tell anyone about the situation here. Could it be that this guy wanted to report to Jinling?
Before he could ask, Zheng Tingbing asked in a calm tone: "By the way, is it okay for us to connect like this? You should be more cautious in the Northeast and be careful when sailing.
What's more, Chunyang gave the Japanese a lot of trouble yesterday, even armored cars took to the streets. If they find out that you and I are meeting, will it cause unnecessary trouble? "
Wu Chunyang tortured the Japanese,
Still yesterday.
Zuo Zhong knew clearly that the other party was telling Wu Chunyang, and his smile became warmer: "You really have to be careful. When I came, I did a counter-following to make sure there was no one behind me.
If anyone asks, just say that I am here to sell medicine boxes and emergency medicines, and I forgot to tell you. I am now the shopkeeper of Jiren Pharmacy. If you have important information, go and report to me there. "
He roughly explained, revealed his cover identity, and approved the direct contact between the two parties, but he didn't ask what Wu Chunyang did yesterday.
They have been foxes for thousands of years, and now we are all grasshoppers on the same rope. Continuing to scheming will only give the Japanese an advantage. Lao Zheng must be made to realize this.
md, little fox.
Zheng Tingbing understood that the other party was pretending to be stupid, and after cursing secretly, he told the whole story about Wu Chunyang's rescue of the anti-resistance personnel, and then said solemnly with an expression of concern for the country and the people.
"Deputy Director Zuo, Chunyang killed three spies and made the Japanese go crazy. This incident seriously affected the progress of the mission. He is your direct subordinate, and you have to take care of him.
Moreover, we have the important responsibility of being leaders. We are here for the future of the country, not to build good relations with dissidents. The struggle between ideas cannot tolerate the kindness of women.
I think cooperation is unnecessary. Without the help of the underground party, the Secret Service can still successfully complete its tasks. We party-state elites cannot be inferior to a bunch of rebel bandits. "
Yes,
Really not as good as that.
Zuo Zhong wanted to answer him like this, but considering that he might scare the other party to death, he immediately clapped his hands with admiration: "Okay, very good, Lao Zheng, you are indeed the light of the party and the country.
The reason I came to the Northeast was because I was afraid that no one would be in control of the situation. Now it seems that I am the one who is dominating the situation. In this case, I immediately reported to Jinling and asked you to take charge of the entire Northeast plan.
As for Wu Chunyang and others, they will evacuate to Peking in a few days for rest and recuperation. The spirits of all of us are with you. We are all waiting for news of the success of your operation. Come on. "
"Plop."
Zheng Tingbing fell off the sofa and wondered if he had heard it wrong just now. The man named Zuo wanted to take people back to Peiping and leave him alone in the Northeast. Is this what people say?
He is an old intelligence officer, not God. Even if he has three heads and six arms, he cannot fight the entire Puppet Manchukuo and the hundreds of thousands of Kwantung Army. The other party wants him to die, this little bastard.
After a moment, Lao Zheng jumped up and said righteously: "Although there are some minor conflicts between the party-state and the underground party, I think cooperation is necessary in the face of national justice.
Don't worry, this is my personal proposal and has nothing to do with Chunyang. Please approve it, otherwise the task will not be completed and how will we face the leader. "
After listening, Zuo Zhong plucked his ears, thinking that Lao Zheng was quite smart, and he had reacted so quickly. The next second, his face changed, and he asked the other party in a serious tone.
"Not reluctantly?"
"Don't force it!"
"voluntary?"
"Speaking from the bottom of my heart!"
After hearing these words, Zuo Zhong immediately changed his face, showed a condescending smile, and slapped Zheng Tingbing on the shoulder: "That's right, unite, we must unite."
"Yes, yes, unity is strength. I will do whatever you want in this humble position." Zheng Tingbing squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying. He stood up straight with a forced smile and resolutely gave in.
face? Whether face can be used as food or money, life is the most important. Besides, what's wrong with being humble and humble in front of the deputy director who is in charge of overall work?
Not shabby,
Some people want to shout that they haven’t had a chance yet.
Zheng Tingbing quickly adjusted his mentality, told Wu Chunyang and Mr. Li the meeting place, time and password one by one, and volunteered to meet in person.
There were only three people who knew about this matter. Wu Chunyang and Mr. Li had fought each other. They could cover each other's faces when rescuing people, but they couldn't use a cloth bag to cover them when they were having sex.
Zuo Zhong is the first person in charge of the Northeast Operation and cannot appear in public unless absolutely necessary, so he is the most suitable person after several rounds of calculations. Rather than being sent, it is better to take the initiative.
"Two days later, Lucky Hotel?"
Zuo Zhong nodded slightly when he heard this place. This was the emergency contact point they chose before setting off. The boss was from Shanghai, and the whole family lived in the Chinese community controlled by the government.
When you are desperate, you can use this to coerce the other party to cooperate. In Lao Dai's words, this is called an extraordinary moment and an extraordinary method, and it will cause the most suffering to the people.
Regardless of whether the people are suffering or not, there should be no problem with safety when contacting the underground party there. The chance of being reported by the boss is very small, which can ensure that the reincarnation rate of the Secret Service will not increase.
"Okay, let's settle there."
Zuo Zhong considered all aspects and gave the order with his hands behind his back: "Since you, brother, have recommended yourself, I naturally want to be an adult, and it is up to you to meet him.
The principle is that they are not subordinate to each other. They provide intelligence and we provide personnel. If the underground party is willing to provide personnel, then it will be done. At that time, both parties will do things based on their own abilities on the basis of fair competition. "
Speaking of this, a trace of disdain flashed across Zuo Zhong's face: "If this is the case, I'm afraid I'll have to ask my hometown to get more weapons to come to the Northeast. Those poor guys probably don't even have dangerous goods.
We can only let them take advantage. Forget it, just think that they are here to do long-term work. We, the master, must give some benefits. If we are entangled by the enemy, we might as well have a scapegoat. "
"High~ It's really high."
Zheng Tingbing raised his thumb and flattered him. If he could do this, he would be able to complete the order from the summit and deceive the underground party. The chairman of the committee would definitely be happy after knowing it.
He knew that in the eyes of the leader, dissidents were the primary enemy, and the Japanese could only come second. The reason for causing trouble for the Japanese this time was purely because they had lost face by the Red Russians.
If he could kill two birds with one stone, he might be able to get out of the backwater of the Secret Service. With Dai Chunfeng and Zuo Zhong around, he could only be promoted to deputy director, and he would have a bright future after leaving.
"hehe."
Zheng Tingbing laughed out loud thinking about it, Zuo Zhong frowned at the side, what a bad habit, how could he be so playful when talking about business, he deliberately scolded him and gave up after thinking about it.
After two days of contact, the other party may not be able to come back alive. The Secret Service is well prepared. The problem is that the Anti-Japanese Alliance has many Japanese and puppet spies. Life or death is unpredictable. Let him laugh.
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