While Zhang Tianhao was discussing matters with Qian Zhong Wu Teng, in the Shanghai Secret Service (Li Xingshe), Station Chief Chen frowned slightly as he looked at a document sent by his subordinates.
"A new radio station has appeared. Who does this radio station belong to? Have you found out?"
"No, this is a new radio station, and it's unfamiliar. However, stationmaster, this person seems to have sent two telegrams. Look, the first band is the calling number of our headquarters, but the second band is a completely unfamiliar person.
The call sign.”
"It turns out to be the call sign of the headquarters. Could it be that the headquarters has another group in Shanghai, or is it an action team?" Stationmaster Chen looked at the message in front of him, and he was also confused for a while.
"Can it be deciphered?"
"Webmaster, I'm sorry, this is a top secret password. Unless you have a code book, it cannot be deciphered."
"The password of the headquarters is interesting, very interesting!" He looked at the telegram on the table, and then waved his hand. From now on, this person's telegram code will not be concerned. He is probably a comrade on the other line. If the superiors know it,
It would be very troublesome for us to stare at the radio stations of our own comrades. As long as it is not the radio station of the Red Party, it doesn't matter.
"By the way, how are the Jiangsu Provincial Party Committee's radio stations monitoring it? Did they find anything?"
"No, the Red Party's radio stations are very cunning. There is no way to determine their location. But I am sure it is in the Pudong area. The specific location needs to be further determined."
"Then check it out!"
"By the way, webmaster, one of the messages you asked us to focus on has been deciphered. Look, it's just that it doesn't appear frequently on their radio stations, and it's not an important content."
With that said, he handed over another telegram.
Stationmaster Chen took it and looked at it. It read: "The young master is coming. I'm a little panicked. Sisters, what should I do?"
"The young master is too strong. The three of us can't stand it. Sisters, come here to support us!"
"How are you doing there? I haven't seen the young master for more than half a year. I miss you a little. When will the young master come to see us?"
Stationmaster Chen looked at the telegram above and spit out a sip of tea. He almost wanted to curse. This damn information was just a whisper between women.
"Lao Lu, look, what is this? It's a waste of time, a waste of time!"
Section Chief Lu stood in front of Station Master Chen, feeling helpless for a while. The result after spending so long deciphering turned out to be like this, which was a bit unbearable.
"Don't follow this radio station anymore. It still makes us angry. Damn it, we waste so much time just for whispers between women."
If Zhang Tianhao were here, he would definitely be shocked. This is a simple password that Zhang Tianhao set for the women, which is a quite public password, and it has been deciphered by someone.
If he knew, he didn't know whether he wanted to laugh or scolded him.
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"President, you can leave now, Mr. Takahashi's banquet is about to begin!" Chizhong Wuteng said directly in a low voice, with a look of embarrassment on his face."
"It's okay. You did it right. We can only blame it on our weak strength. However, we are just businessmen. It might be good to go and have a look." Zhang Tianhao smiled and didn't take it to heart. On the contrary, he was quite
I am satisfied with Qian Chong Wu Teng’s attitude.
"Thank you, President, for your understanding."
After saying that, the two of them walked directly out of the villa's gate and got into a car that had been prepared.
As for the truck next to it, it was completely empty, but no one cared about this. On the contrary, he sat in the back of the car, and the car, which had already closed the curtains, slowly drove out of the villa.
"By the way, President, there may be many businessmen from the empire here today. I will introduce them to you then. After all, it is a good thing for us to expand our network of contacts."
"Um!"
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At the Nanjing Secret Service Headquarters, Secretary Mao walked into the boss's office with a document he had just sorted out.
"boss."
"Here, is there anything wrong with the matter that you were asked to send someone to investigate last night?" He looked at Secretary Mao in front of him and asked a little seriously, but his eyes also showed deep fatigue.
It was already afternoon, and the day had almost passed, and it was only delivered now, which obviously made him a little dissatisfied.
"How did the check go?"
"Boss, the situation is a bit serious. In the past two months, the prices of bristle and tung oil have been rising, and they are still rising. Many things have been exported continuously. Here is the list of major chambers of commerce, as well as the approximate export quantity.
It has increased by at least three times compared to half a year ago.”
"So much?" He looked at the report above, and his face was a little unhappy, and he was so angry that he even slapped the table. After all, this was a strategic material.
"Well, and every chamber of commerce that operates these things has a considerable background. Even many officials from the party and state are involved and have made a lot of profits from it."
"Asshole, this is traitorous to the country, this is traitorous to the country!"
"I will report this to the committee in a moment. This matter must be taken seriously. Damn it, using this kind of economic means is really terrible. The Japanese have great ambitions and must be stopped."
"But if this is done, it will easily cause a lot of dissatisfaction and cut off many people's financial resources."
"Compared with the party-state, these people just want to get rich. It is a disgrace to the party-state, a disgrace to the party-state!"
Secretary Mao stood aside and didn't say much. After all, he couldn't stop this matter at all, and only the one above him could effectively stop it, but the smuggling mission couldn't prohibit it.
"Okay, go and do your work!"
He looked at Secretary Mao, and then thought of Zhang Tianhao, a young man he had accidentally recruited. Although he had many problems, was lustful, and loved money, he was always being stared at. Apart from these, he was quite good at work and other aspects.
Not bad, even higher than his estimate.
He is a good man in all aspects, but the problem lies with the Party Affairs Office, not his subordinates. Otherwise, he can definitely be given another award, at least a second-class medal.
However, he soon laughed out loud. There was such a guy in the party affairs office, but he collected countless information that their people had tried their best to collect, which made him look at him differently.
It was all a strategic situation. Even he didn't understand how Zhang Tianhao collected it.
"It's a pity that the official position can't be promoted, and it can't be promoted yet without letting the other party know!" He was also worried about how to reward this guy now. After all, merit should be rewarded, otherwise it would chill the other party's heart.
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In the villa of Takahashi Tomohiko's family, Zhang Tianhao, led by Qianzhong Wuteng, saw Takahashi Tomohiko and a dozen Japanese businessmen directly inside the door of Takahashi's house.
"It turns out that Mr. Mihara has arrived, please come inside!"
"Mr. Takahashi is too kind, please!"
After bowing, he walked into the hall, where there were also many Japanese businessmen.
To say it was a banquet, it was better to say it was a gathering place for businessmen, mostly Japanese businessmen. As for the Chinese, I also saw a few, but not many. They were obviously inferior to the Japanese in terms of status.
He randomly found a seat and sat down. Zhang Tianhao glanced at everyone in the hall intentionally or unintentionally, especially remembering the people who came in and out of here.
Soon, someone brought Zhang Tianhao a glass of red wine, and others gathered together in twos and threes to communicate casually.
This chapter has been completed!