"Sir, I don't think I'm suitable here. I'm afraid I won't be able to pick up the words later..."
Lao Li glanced at the fat man and said with a constipated expression.
As he said this, he pulled the fat man to fight and retreat, and slipped away.
"No loyalty..."
Ma Xiaoguang secretly complained, quickly straightened his expression and walked towards the shop over there.
"Mr. Ma."
Aji discovered Ma Xiaoguang first and bowed to say hello.
"Ma Jun! Why are you here?"
Mr. Ju also saw Ma Xiaoguang at this time, opened his beautiful eyes and asked in surprise.
"Oh... I have to go out again, so I came to buy some items."
Ma Xiaoguang changed his mind and found a reason.
"Ah! Mr. Ma is going to travel far again?"
When Mr. Orange heard this, a look of surprise appeared on his face.
"Ahem, the current situation is like this..."
Ma Xiaoguang coughed dryly and hesitated.
"Yes, I don't know how long this terrible war will last?"
Mr. Ju seemed to be inspired by what Ma Xiaoguang said.
"I came here to buy some things... By the way, if Ma Jun doesn't mind, how about we find a place to sit and I can give Ma Jun a farewell?"
Seeing that Ma Xiaoguang was a little dazed, Mr. Ju quickly spoke up.
"I won't bother you, Mr. Lao..."
Hearing this, Ma Xiaoguang was a little caught off guard and said quickly.
"Ma Jun, don't be polite!"
Mr. Ju's attitude was sincere and firm, and Ma Xiaoguang had no choice but to obey.
Aji arranged for the three of them to go to the nearby "Great China Restaurant".
There was a difference between master and servant. After arranging the meals for Mr. Ju and Ma Xiaoguang, Aji resigned obediently and found another table to eat alone.
The main dish on the table was steamed Wuchang fish.
In addition, there are lotus root clips, stir-fried pork liver and a side dish.
This standard is much higher than the previous "luncheon".
What a coincidence, there is also a small pot of Fenjiu on the table.
"Sir, do you want to drink too?"
Ma Xiaoguang asked in surprise.
"Isn't there a saying in China: if we divide for a long time, we will unite; if we unite for a long time, we will divide... Shouldn't it be above Fenjiu?"
Mr. Ju said to Ma Xiaoguang with a sweet smile, and his words seemed to mean something.
"But there is a difference between Fenjiu and Fenjiu. The one here should be Hanfenjiu, which is mainly brewed from sorghum. No other ingredients are used, so it has a light aroma..."
Ma Xiaoguang continued what Mr. Ju said and talked about the origin of Fenjiu.
It's not that he meant to show off. How about discussing the comparison of Chinese and Western cultures with Mr. Ju?
This is so inappropriate!
"Every drink and every peck is a sign of knowledge. Mr. Ma really has a lot of beauty in his chest... But please, please have a drink together?"
Mr. Ju took matters into his own hands, filled two glasses of wine, and whispered to Ma Xiaoguang.
Ma Xiaoguang was a little confused at this time.
How? Is this gentleman going to get himself drunk?
After getting drunk, could it be...
But when I thought about it carefully, I smelled the smell in the cup carefully - there was no poison or anything else...
"A long time together will inevitably separate us. It's a pity that Ma Jun and I got together in a hurry. I don't know when we will meet again in the future."
Mr. Orange held up his wine glass with a sparkling light in his eyes.
"What do you mean, sir?"
Ma Xiaoguang calmed down a little now and asked quickly.
"Although I don't care about world affairs, I also know that the war is difficult, and Jiangcheng is probably dangerous... The university will also be moved inland. I don't know where I will stop next?"
Mr. Ju, who was holding the wine glass, said to Ma Xiaoguang sadly.
"That's it, Ma Dan! I'm afraid I'm overthinking it again!"
Ma Xiaoguang cursed secretly in his heart.
Thinking of this, Ma Xiaoguang quickly straightened his expression, picked up the wine glass and said, "Sir, there is no need to be sad. After a long separation, we will reunite. We will meet again if we are destined."
"Yes! If we are destined, we will meet again."
After hearing Ma Xiaoguang's words, Mr. Ju seemed to be in a better mood and picked up his wine glass and touched it lightly.
The two of them ate the meal for more than an hour.
Farewell.
In front of the restaurant.
"This internal migration is to Bashu, maybe Jiazhou, maybe Rongcheng, maybe Chongqing. If Ma Jun goes there, you can come and get together..."
Mr. Orange, who was in a much better mood, said with a somewhat sad expression.
Ma Xiaoguang said solemnly: "Sir, don't worry, if I can go to Shuzhong, I will naturally come to visit you..."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Ju took a deep look at Ma Xiaoguang.
She seemed to have a thousand things to say, but she didn't know where to start.
In the end, it was Aji who reminded him, and he could only leave sadly...
Looking at the disappearing figure in the distance, Ma Xiaoguang stood on the street, feeling a little dizzy.
After two drinks in the morning, do you feel dizzy?
"Master, the little widow seems really interesting..."
At this time, the familiar voice of Fatty sounded in his ears again.
Lao Li stood behind, with an ambiguous and gossipy smile on his face.
"What are you thinking about? We just met by chance and had a simple meal, nothing else..."
Ma Xiaoguang's defense seemed a bit weak this time.
Fortunately, this was on the street, so Fatty and Lao Li still knew how to behave. After a brief chat, the three of them found their way back to the "Zhongnan Hotel".
Two days later, it was still Hankou Wangjiadun Airport.
After more than two hours on the military plane, the three arrived at Anhui Zhucheng Airport.
This was an important military airport for the national army in the early days of the Anti-Japanese War.
"Hey, many of these military planes are fake?"
The fat man asked Ma Xiaoguang quietly in surprise.
"It's a bit fake when you look up close on the ground, but this is to deceive the neon pilots in the sky and the neon agents in the distance... After all, they can't get close."
Ma Xiaoguang answered Fatty's question out loud.
The fat man nodded and praised: "Well, this is a good move..."
After leaving the airport, the three of them changed to a car and headed towards Xuzhou.
Zhucheng is less than 200 kilometers away from Xuzhou. That afternoon, the three agents arrived at Xuzhou, a battleground for military strategists since ancient times.
The person responsible for contacting the three people was a colonel staff officer.
"My surname is Yang, Yang Dehua, doing some paperwork beside Commander Li."
As soon as they met the colonel staff member named Yang, they saluted each other and introduced themselves to Ma Xiaoguang.
Unlike ordinary military officers who would either grin with red eyebrows and green eyes when they see an agent from the Military Intelligence Department, or be submissive for fear of making mistakes, this Staff Yang's attitude was neither humble nor overbearing, but warm and polite.
"It turns out to be Chief Yang..."
Ma Xiaoguang couldn't figure out the details of this man, so he naturally weighed his words carefully.
Fatty and Lao Li also had cold faces and followed the officer closely without saying a word.
"I know the name of Leader Ma's special operations team. Although it has not been publicized in order to keep it confidential, I know that your department made a great contribution to the Songhu Battle."
Staff Officer Yang's evaluation was objective and pertinent, which made the three agents feel more relaxed.
"Let's go and settle down first, and I will slowly introduce the strategy of this mission to the three of you..."
Although cordial and enthusiastic, Staff Officer Yang still maintained his true character as a soldier. After exchanging pleasantries, he went straight to the topic.
