Song Yuanchao didn't expect Li Daqi to be so fast. Li Daqi, who had just returned that day, came over again in the evening and excitedly told Song Yuanchao that the place had been found.

Song Yuanchao asked where it was, and Li Daqi told him that it was right next to Gundilong where he lived. If it was convenient, he could take Song Yuanchao to see it now.

When Song Yuanchao heard this, what were he waiting for? He immediately put on his coat and followed Li Daqi out. The two of them took the bus and arrived at Li Daqi's house soon after. After entering the village in the city, they walked eastward for a while, and then turned two corners.

We turned a corner and came to a residential house.

"This place?" Song Yuanchao looked around. This was obviously an ordinary home in a shanty town. Where is the suitable place that Li Daqi mentioned?

"Don't worry, you'll know later." Li Daqi smiled mysteriously at Song Yuanchao, stepped forward and knocked on the closed door a few times. After a while, the door opened, and a man wearing a blue cotton-padded jacket appeared to be the same age as them.

A similar young man came out.

"Daqi!" The young man greeted Li Daqi with a smile.

"San Mao, this is my buddy Song Yuanchao. The matter I told you earlier is his business."

"Hello, hello, Brother Song, right? Gu Jie is also an educated youth. Just like Daqi, just call me Sanmao."

"Hello." Song Yuanchao stretched out his hand to shake Gu Jie's hand, and then asked about finding the warehouse. Gu Jie closed the door first, then asked Song Yuanchao to follow him, and the three of them left Gu Jie's home and walked in another direction.

After a while, they arrived at an alley a few minutes later.

While Song Yuanchao was frowning and wondering, Gu Jie continued to lead them around the wall and came to a low triangular building against the wall.

"My dad is in charge of this place, but he rarely comes here. You guys come in first and see if it's suitable here." Gu Jie took out a bunch of keys, found one, and opened an open iron door. Behind the iron door was a stretch of

Going down the stairs, it was so dark inside that I couldn't see anything clearly.

Gu Jie reached out and pressed the light switch behind the door, which should have turned on the light switch. The dim lights below turned on. He walked in front and called Song Yuanchao and Li Daqi to go down together. The three of them went down the stairs, and soon they arrived at a very large place.

Empty place.

"Is this an air-raid shelter?" Song Yuanchao walked down and stood inside, looking around. The location they were in was clearly the entrance hall of an air-raid shelter.

The area of ​​this hall is not small, it is nearly 300 square meters. There is a passage at both ends of the hall. It is not known where these two passages lead. There are also iron doors closed outside the passage, and they are also locked.

"Yes, this is the civil air defense in our area." Gu Jie pointed to the surroundings and said, "My dad said that the lower part is connected in all directions to other civil air defense fortifications in the city, but now this place has been basically abandoned, except for my dad.

I come here every six months to take a look and no one comes. How about it? Do you think this place is suitable?"

Song Yuanchao was overjoyed, "It's suitable! This place couldn't be more suitable!"

The place is large, quiet, and more importantly, it has electricity. It is much better than the warehouse Song Yuanchao was looking for before.

"This place is nice. By the way, Gu Jie, how much does it cost to rent it?" Song Yuanchao walked around inside, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became.

"My brother talks about money. Daqi told me that Brother Song, you and he are close friends, and I am also an educated youth. Anyway, it is a waste to leave this place empty. If you want to use it, just use it, but let's talk first.

Okay, but I can’t give you long-term use.”

"How long will it last?"

"Three or four months at most."

"Thank you, brother." Song Yuanchao felt relieved, this time is enough.

Song Yuanchao looked carefully in the air-raid shelter and asked Gu Jie about the power supply and ventilation conditions in the air-raid shelter. After receiving a satisfactory answer, Song Yuanchao felt extremely comfortable. He touched his pocket and stuffed Gu Jie with more than half a pack of cigarettes.

I kept saying thank you in my hands.

After leaving the air-raid shelter, Gu Jie locked the outside door again and handed the key to Song Yuanchao. Song Yuanchao took the key and took Gu Jie home with Li Daqi first, and then the two of them walked towards the other end of the village in the city.

"Thank you, brother, this helped me a lot."

"You've already called me your brother, so why thank you?" Li Daqi was happy to see Song Yuanchao's problem solved.

Patting Li Daqi on the shoulder, Song Yuanchao ordered: "Don't run around these days. I'll take you to do something. I'll also call Zhang Bin, Wang Jianjun, and by the way, Gu Jie."

"No problem." Li Daqi nodded in agreement, but he was still a little confused. Song Yuanchao used the air-raid shelter again and said he wanted to do something. What exactly did he want to do?

Seeing Li Daqi's confused expression, Song Yuanchao laughed loudly and told him that it was a good thing and he would know when the time comes.

Early the next morning, while Song Yuanchao was still having breakfast, a shout came from outside: "No. 23! Song Yuanchao's phone number is on the 23rd! Song Yuanchao's phone number is on the 23rd!"

"Coming, coming! Coming soon!"

Song Yuanchao hurriedly responded downstairs, took the last mouthful of rice into his mouth, chewed it, put on his clothes and went downstairs.

He ran to the public phone room outside the alley and said to the aunt who was sitting inside looking at the phone: "Aunt, this is Song Yuanchao on the 23rd. I just called my number."

"Song Yuanchao on the 23rd? Yeah, yes, here you go, this is the number we just called." The aunt lowered her head and tore off a piece of paper and handed it to Song Yuanchao with a series of phone numbers written on it.

After saying thank you, Song Yuanchao took the note, found an empty phone and dialed the number.

In this era, the penetration rate of telephones is very low. Except for work units, it can be said that very few ordinary households have telephones. Therefore, such public telephone rooms are usually set up in an area in residential streets. These public telephone rooms consist of two to three

Auntie or uncle looked at it and saw that there was an incoming line and several outside telephones for everyone to make calls here.

Making a phone call has to be calculated on time, three minutes is four cents, but answering the phone is free. If you go to your home to page someone and take a message, the errand fee is five cents.

Today's telephones are still pulse-type dial telephones. To dial a number, you need to use your fingers to dial the dial on the telephone to dial the corresponding number, so the term dialing comes from this.

Picking up the heavy phone, Song Yuanchao dialed the number on the note. The ringback rang twice and then he picked up.

"Hello, I'm Song Yuanchao, who called me just now?" Song Yuanchao called into the phone.

There was a voice saying "wait a minute" on the phone, and soon a slightly changed but familiar voice came over: "Brother Song? It's me! I'm Jiang Dongliang, hahaha."

"Chief Jiang, hello, hello, have you arrived in Shanghai?"

"Yes, I just arrived. I am now..." Jiang Dongliang reported an address. Song Yuanchao knew it was near the western suburbs. Song Yuanchao told Jiang Dongliang an address on the phone and asked him to go there and meet him.

Meeting by himself, Jiang Dongliang readily agreed on the phone, and Song Yuanchao hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

He took out a dime and handed it to his aunt, then came back with a penny, stuffed the steel coin into his pocket, and Song Yuanchao clenched his fists excitedly.

Jiang Dongliang's arrival meant that his matter was basically settled. After Song Yuanchao left the public phone room, he took a car to Li Daqi's house.

"Yuan Chao?" Li Daqi was a little surprised when he opened the door and saw Song Yuan Chao arriving. He didn't expect Song Yuan Chao to arrive so quickly.

"Can you find a tricycle or a cart?" Song Yuanchao didn't waste any words and asked directly when they met.

"Yes, a family I know has a tricycle, which they usually use to haul coal cakes and briquettes."

"Okay, you go and borrow it right away. After you borrow it, come to me at the intersection of your north alley." Song Yuanchao said a word and turned around to leave. Before Li Daqi had time to ask Song Yuanchao why he wanted to borrow the car, he saw him running towards the north in a hurry.

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When they arrived at the intersection, Song Yuanchao had just stood there when he heard a loud horn. He looked closely and saw a Dongfeng driving in front. Jiang Dongliang's head poked out from the passenger compartment and he was smiling at Song Yuanchao.

waving hands.

Da Dongfeng stopped in front of Song Yuanchao, Jiang Dongliang opened the door and jumped out of the car.

"Brother Song, there was something going on in the factory that delayed me for a while. You're not late, are you?"

"It's not too late, not too late." Song Yuanchao said with a smile, glancing towards the cab: "It's just Section Chief Jiang and the driver master today? Comrade Wei didn't come with you?"

"Xiao Wei didn't come because there was something going on in the factory. By the way, everything is in the back. Why don't you go take a look?"

"good!"

Song Yuanchao followed Jiang Dongliang to the rear compartment. The driver wearing gauze gloves had already helped them open the rear compartment railing.

There are rolls of sleeves in the carriage at the back. These sleeves are neatly arranged in a pile of one color, with a pile of 30 rolls, for a total of 90 rolls of three colors.

Song Yuanchao climbed into the car and took a closer look. After confirming that the casing was consistent with the sample he had seen before, he smiled with satisfaction.

"The items are right and the quantity is fine. Chief Jiang, have you brought your tickets?" Song Yuanchao jumped out of the car and patted the dust in his hands and asked.

"Bring it, bring it, I remember everything Brother Song said." Jiang Dongliang smiled and took out a ticket from his pocket. Song Yuanchao took it and looked at it carefully. This ticket was indeed issued by their factory. It has the product name, quantity, price and

The total amount, in addition to the date of invoice and stamp.

Song Yuanchao was completely relieved. He readily took out the money he had prepared from his pocket: "Chief Jiang, please spend some of this money."

"Why are we ordering because we are all brothers? I can't believe it, brother Song?" Jiang Dongliang laughed and said, but when he said this, when he took the money, his fingers flew around and twisted the banknotes. When he saw that the amount was correct, he took the money.
Chapter completed!