Boss Zhong has been busy doing business with Tianma Yangxing throughout the summer. He originally thought that doing business was just a cover, but he didn't expect that Tianma Yangxing was very serious, all business plans and measures were very practical, and Lao Liu and Miss Liu were also very professional.
The sales of the clocks that Boss Ma imported from Germany are even better. The quality of the German clocks such as the Unwinder's and the Kenning's is undeniable, but the price is extremely expensive. However, the people of Jinling in the Republic of China are stupid and have too much money. All goods have to be reserved and delivered every day - ah no, the delivery boy is too busy.
It seemed that there was another way to make money this time. Boss Ma did not deceive him. There seemed to be a future in working with the Secret Service, at least better than the Inoue Mansion.
As soon as I got to work today, I received another job. The task was to deliver the dead mailbox. This was the job of the Tiance Intelligence Team - to make an appointment with Mr. Huang.
Of course, I had to meet up with Mr. Huang these days when I didn’t have any tasks. We actually went out to play together a few times in the summer. However, the hot weather in Jinling naturally affected our interest. Moreover, in those days, although high-net-worth people still liked to play, they were not as popular as Later generations were so excited that they played Feast of the Sea and Sky, so naturally they were not too happy.
Boss Zhong didn't deliberately inquire about any information. Chief Ma had already told him that his mission was to play, and having fun with the servants of the government was his job.
Today I deliberately asked myself to take action. It was probably due to special circumstances. I was already very familiar with Mr. Huang and his gang. As the saying goes, we had shared the stolen goods together, so we naturally had different feelings from ordinary people.
This time I went to the Central Hotel. Boss Zhong was not short of money now, so he naturally wanted to find the best place in Jinling. The Central Hotel is opposite the National Government. It is naturally interesting to have fun in such a high-end and classy place. Moreover, Today we not only invited courtesans, but also female college students - I don't know if they are real college students.
"Ah, I haven't seen you for a long time. Is the young master clean?" Boss Zhong asked with concern.
"There have been a lot of things lately, including your appointment with Boss Zhong. I won't give face to others..." Mr. Huang said with some pride and some mystery.
"Young Master is young and promising. He has a bright future, but what burden does he have to bear?" Boss Zhong naturally wanted to ask this question, so as not to appear to have low emotional intelligence.
"Next month, the Sixth Plenary Session of the Fourth Central Committee of the Communist Party of China will be held. Help Director Gao get materials..." Mr. Huang is not a silly son of a landlord. He won't talk too much about anything, and he will stop when appropriate. Got the car.
Boss Zhong was not a rookie, he knew how to control the situation, so he quickly changed the topic and talked about the boundless romance that everyone was interested in.
While they were talking, a group of Yingying Yanyan knocked on the door and came in. How could there be no beautiful women with good wine and delicious food? Two grown men who drink too little are drunkards and are not in line with the taste of successful people.
With the beauty to entertain him, Mr. Huang naturally increased his drinking capacity and refused to refuse anyone who came. During the dinner, he continued to show off his literary talent, singing about the wind and the moon, acting like a romantic and talented man.
"Young Master's literary talent is so good. None of the professors in our school's School of Liberal Arts are as good as Young Master..." A female college student named Yu Meiqi held up her wine glass and praised Master Huang with a smile. Looking at the amount of alcohol she drank, she didn't know whether it was true or not. female college student.
"What are you talking about? How can you say that you will not get drunk after a thousand cups? The young master can drink as much as the sea. If all the beauties in Jinling City come together to toast, the young master will not get drunk." Boss Zhong scolded with a smile.
"Old Zhong, you can still talk, and you are doing well today." Mr. Huang was actually a little tipsy.
"I'm not very good at drinking. The reason why I lasted so long today is because I'm happy to see you!" Boss Zhong said with a sincere face.
"Hahaha, Lao Zhong, that's right, but it's a pity that you are not a woman..." Mr. Huang laughed loudly when he heard this, which made Boss Zhong feel a chill in his heart.
When the wine was almost gone, the socialites excused themselves to touch up their makeup and exited the private room, leaving only Boss Zhong and Mr. Huang.
"Old Zhong, you are not bad. In a few days, I will introduce you to some superiors from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs." Mr. Huang said with a drunken look.
"That's a good relationship. Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Zhong." Boss Zhong naturally wouldn't refuse.
"Young master, you are very busy lately, and your official duties must be very heavy. There are some occasions where you don't have to rush, but if you need anything, just give me a call and I'm capable of running errands." Boss Zhong said considerately.
"Hiccup... If you don't tell me, Brother Zhong will come to trouble, don't worry, follow me, you can't go wrong. Although the recent calm, in fact, there is an undercurrent... In one month, please ask..." Huang The young master was already starting to get drunk, but he could still distinguish the serious from the serious and knew that some things should not be said nonsense.
"Thank you for taking care of me, sir. Then I won't have to go to Zhongshan North Road. I will go directly to the opposite side to visit your father and me..." Boss Zhong was also a little drunk.
"You old Zhong, don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense..." Mr. Huang laughed.
Boss Zhong knew it was enough and stopped delving into the topic. With the clues, Chief Ma would naturally have a way to investigate further. All he had to do now was serve this man well.
Next, the beauties finished applying their makeup, and everyone naturally continued to have fun without mentioning it (mosaic here).
The next day, before Boss Zhong sobered up, he immediately called Chief Ma and asked him to report in person. This was a serious situation and reporting on the phone was simply not possible.
"How's his tone?" Chief Ma was still serious, sitting on the sofa in Boss Zhong's office, wearing a photographer's overalls and smoking Boss Zhong's cigar.
What Boss Zhong reported this time was indeed a major situation, so naturally he couldn't just let the wind take its course.
"Although this man is Meng Lang, he is not that kind of dandy. Although he drank a lot yesterday, he actually didn't say much. From his tone and demeanor, it doesn't look like he is deliberately telling false news. Besides, he doesn't know my identity yet. ..." Boss Zhong stood at attention and replied respectfully.
"Well, it's pretty good to be able to find out this level. Is it possible that he really wants to tell him personally that he wants to assassinate the old man Lin in the government? This is too ridiculous. He is just a storyteller." Boss Ma said jokingly.
"Yes, yes, sir, you can see thousands of miles away..." Boss Zhong's flattery skills have improved by leaps and bounds since the establishment of the Tiance Intelligence Team, and he has begun to surpass Commander Ma. It seems that Japanese friends are indeed good at learning.
"Okay, next, keep in touch with them. In addition, other familiar government officials should not relax. Sometimes they have to burn the cold stove. Who knows which cloud will have rain?" Boss Ma said, taking a deep breath of his cigar.
After coming out of Boss Zhong's place and making sure that no one was following him, Boss Ma quickly called Liang Shuang, who was on duty in the special operations team, and drove him to Honggong Temple to see Director Dai and report the situation face to face.
After listening to Ma Xiaoguang's report, Director Dai smiled and said, "Well, you are loyal to the party and the country and to the leader. This is good, but there is no need to worry too much. The principal has his own strategies."
"Yes, I believe in the principal and Virgo. He will lead us until the revolution is victorious..." The flatterer Ma Xiaoguang cannot lose to the Japanese Boss Zhong, so he naturally wants to try new tricks.
"However, we still need to make plans for some things. Zhenye, Xiran is still young, and you have to help him check some things." Director Dai turned to Section Chief Xu and said to him.
"Please rest assured, Virtue, Xi Ran and the others only need to charge into the battle. There is no need to worry about other things. We must provide backup for our humble positions so that no one can take advantage of them." Section Chief Xu replied solemnly.
"Okay, the soldiers of our party and state must take it as their duty to be loyal to the party and state and serve the leader at all times. Let's go and do things." Director Dai ordered.
It was almost noon when I came out of Hong Gong Temple. I had said hello to the newspaper office before I came out. I was not very worried about being scolded. Originally, the nature of my work as the editor-in-chief of History was very clear, so I didn’t ask any more questions. I said hello to the superior. , In addition, although this young man Ma Jingtao is dull, he is not unreasonable, and he treats others well, so naturally there will not be too many people in trouble.
Sure enough, when we returned to the newspaper office, everyone did not embarrass the new Xiao Ma at work. They all made some jokes on him and asked him if he had gone to meet his girlfriend.
Ma Xiaoguang sorted out some recent photos, and then Editor Shi came to the big office and said: "Xiao Ma, come here..."
"Editor Shi..." Ma Xiaoguang knocked on the door and entered Editor Shi's office.
"There will be an important interview next month. You will do photography...come with me. In the afternoon, you can go to the Propaganda Department to apply for relevant documents." Editor Shi ordered.
After coming out of the newspaper office, Ma Xiaoguang took a trolley bus and went to the Propaganda Department of the Kuomintang Central Committee in Dingjiaqiao to apply for relevant documents for the interview.
Like most departments of the government, the Central Propaganda Department is rigorous and serious. Ma Xiaoguang, a young reporter, is not even an ant here. He ran around several buildings and passed through several offices in a daze before finally getting it done. , and got two certificates from an office next to the toilet on the ground floor of the Propaganda Department office building.
The certificate was produced quite rigorously, including name, age, affiliation, position... all the elements were present, and it also had the seal of the Kuomintang Propaganda Department, but it was not easy to falsify.
After getting the certificate, he took out a cigarette and handed it to Officer Liao, the organizer who issued the certificate. The other party did not take it. Instead, he pointed seriously at the sign next to him saying "No Smoking". The newcomer Xiaoma was a little at a loss - I guess it was here too. It’s all about certificates and documents, and it’s about fire prevention. Passing a cigarette here is just for scolding.
However, seeing the young man, he still knew how to respect the teacher. Officer Liao's dead face softened a little. He reached out and rummaged through the cabinet and took out a mimeographed note. He said: "This is a note. The meeting is very important. Qian There must be no mistake." After saying that, he put the whole pack of cigarettes on the table into his pocket, but he was not polite at all.
There were too many documents and certificates on the table. Officer Liao moved a little faster. At this time, his sleeve just swept over and several certificates fell to the ground.
As an agent, Ma Xiaoguang could see clearly the documents on the ground at a glance. They were all the same as the two in Ma Xiaoguang's hand. There was nothing surprising, but one of them caught his attention.
I saw that the affiliation on the certificate was Chenming News Agency, and the name was Sun Fengming. Looking at the certificate, Ma Xiaoguang felt excited. He quickly picked it up for Officer Liao and solemnly handed it back to him.
After coming out of the Central Propaganda Department, Ma Xiaoguang felt as if there was a level 10 storm in his heart. This matter was really big. This Sun Fengming was unknown now, but a month later he became famous all over the world because he did something that shocked the whole world—— Assassinated Wang Zhaoming at the meeting! It's a pity that the traitor was lucky and could not die. Of course, this assassination was a good thing. It was a huge blow to the arrogance of the capitulation faction at that time and allowed more opinions of the main war faction to be expressed.
However, after the assassination, several patriots were hunted down. Except for the leading genius red agent Hua Kezhi, everyone else was persecuted and sacrificed, which is really sad.
Now all forces have appeared in this meeting one after another - it is really a meeting of gods, and the old fox in Songcun is really blinded, so what bad ideas do the Japanese have here?
As a time traveler, what should you do? How to hide your own intentions and protect those passionate patriots? Will the butterfly effect of traveling through time have an impact on some things?
Ma Xiaoguang felt a little dizzy along the way. This matter was too important for him not to take it seriously. How should he deal with it? There are a lot of question marks in his mind now.
