After chatting nonchalantly for a while, Lu Ming stood up to leave. Before leaving, Peter thrust an unopened bottle of vodka and two cans of caviar into his hands, saying that they would be given to him to try when he went back.
Lu Ming didn't want it at first, but he couldn't resist Comrade Peter's enthusiasm, so he had to accept it. He actually didn't really like canned caviar, but he did like this vodka.
After Lu Ming left, Andre smiled bitterly and said, "I just said, he wouldn't agree, and now he really rejects us."
"Who said that? I think he basically agreed, but he didn't show it directly." Peter smiled, making his beard flutter.
After Lu Ming left, the two began to talk in Russian.
"Didn't he make it clear just now that he would not be a spy for anyone?" Andre said confused.
"My comrade, your professional level still needs to be improved. Let me tell you, as long as he expresses his willingness to help us a little, we should treat him as a comrade. It will not be wrong. I have personally developed ten years of experience in Europe.
The five spies all started by asking for a small favor, and now they are the strongest Bolshevik fighters."
"China is different from Europe. The differences between Chinese and Europeans are even greater, and this Lu Ming is different from ordinary Chinese." Andre shook his head, always feeling that things were not that easy.
"My comrades, people are all the same. Although there are differences in skin color among different races, the spiritual world is the same." Peter smiled optimistically.
"By the way, the radio will arrive the day after tomorrow. Do you really plan to set up the radio here?" Andre asked.
"Well, I've looked around and found that this is the best place to set up a radio station. Comrade Lu did us a big favor."
"But we haven't communicated with the National Government. It won't be easy to explain if they find out." Andre said worriedly.
"It's nothing. We just said that the radio station is for domestic reporting. Even if they know about it, they will pretend not to see it."
The two of them continued to drink vodka and eat sweet Russian food. This was a perk that only came when working abroad. At home, they rarely had the opportunity to eat such expensive caviar or drink such good vodka.
"By the way, it's best for the radio station to get a few more and store them for later use." Peter said again.
"Why? It's useless if there are too many of these things." Andre believes that the radio station is a trouble and a curse.
"Of course it is for our Chinese comrades. They are in a very bad situation now. The troops of the Republic of China government are chasing them too closely. They need a few more pairs of eyes and a few more ears."
"I don't understand this." Andre frowned, "You said that we left our comrades alone, but instead helped their political opponents train the army and watched our comrades be surrounded and suppressed. What's going on?
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"Comrade Andre, we cannot evaluate the intentions of our superiors without authorization. We provide weapons to the Nationalist Government and help them train their troops in order to fight against the Japanese invasion in the future, not to allow them to suppress Chinese comrades."
"But, the current situation is clearly..." Andre protested.
"Okay, comrade, these are matters for the superiors to worry about. Let's just do our jobs with peace of mind. We cannot interfere in China's internal struggles, even if it involves our own comrades."
To be honest, Peter couldn't understand the decision of his superiors, but he was not as stubborn as Andre and had to ask questions about everything.
Peter knew who he was and what he did. The discipline within the party was very strict. He just had to obey orders and do his job well. He never asked about things that he shouldn't worry about and just put them in the back of his mind.
"In addition, you should pay attention to Mr. Lu Ming and see if there is anything he needs our help with. He has helped us, so we should also do some small favors for him appropriately and help each other. In the end, we are a family.
Yes." Peter smiled.
"Understood, I will pay attention." Andre said with a smile. He had another lesson today, which was how to recruit a spy into the network.
Lu Ming returned to his residence and saw Yan Xiaohui waiting outside the room.
"Why are you here?" he asked in surprise.
"What? You're not welcome. Is there a beautiful woman hiding in your room?" Yan Xiaohui said with a smile.
"What? I didn't expect you to come in such a cold weather. It's freezing outside. Come inside quickly." Lu Ming said with a smile.
It's a coincidence that Yan Xiaohui came here. Yuan Mingzhu has been here for several days. She just left at noon today and she came in the afternoon. Otherwise, there would really be a beautiful woman hiding in the room.
"Have you received the invitation?" Yan Xiaohui asked.
"I got it, three copies." Lu Ming said with a smile and raised three fingers.
"How come there are three copies?" Yan Xiaohui didn't understand what it meant.
She thought that the British Consulate would send an invitation to Lu Ming because they met at the Christmas party last time because of Lu Ming's classmate.
After entering the room, Lu Ming put the wine and caviar cans on the table, and then showed the three invitations to Yan Xiaohui.
"It seems that you are really a 'Xi Bao'. You are more popular than me. Three consulates have actually invited you." Yan Xiaohui said with some sourness.
Lu Ming shook his head and smiled bitterly. He didn't want to be popular. It would be best if no one invited him and he would end up clean.
"Hey, who gave this to you? Caviar, this stuff is so expensive." Yan Xiaohui asked when he saw the cans of vodka and caviar on the table.
"A Russian guy gave it to me. I helped them a little." Lu Ming didn't want to tell Yan Xiaohui the real situation.
"A small favor in exchange for such expensive canned caviar? It seems like it's not a small favor." Yan Xiaohui said meaningfully.
Lu Ming was also shocked. It was indeed a bit too enthusiastic to thank him with such an expensive can of caviar, so he should not give up.
"Do you like caviar? I would like to give it to you. I can't get used to it." Lu Ming asked.
"Nonsense, who doesn't like to eat good food? You can keep it for yourself and enjoy it." Yan Xiaohui curled his lips and said.
"I really can't get used to it, it smells like fish." Lu Ming frowned.
"That's because if you eat less, you'll get addicted if you eat more. I've eaten it several times in the UK. It's not only expensive, but also hard to buy. Eat it with bread and drink a glass of vodka. It's the worst thing in the world.
The most beautiful taste." Yan Xiaohui recalled with intoxication.
"Hurry up, take them all. I'll have to buy the bread yourself." Lu Ming said, putting the wine and caviar cans in a paper bag and handing them to Yan Xiaohui.
Yan Xiaohui didn't refuse, knowing that Lu Ming might really not be used to it. Chinese people pay attention to the taste of food, not that the more expensive the food, the more delicious it is.
However, there is no European who doesn't like caviar, and most people can't afford it. It is too rare and too expensive, especially after the Soviet Union was isolated from the outside world, the largest caviar producing area was effectively blocked.
"You really don't want to leave a can to taste? Maybe you'll get used to it the second time." Yan Xiaohui asked, holding the paper bag.
"If you don't want to try it, I've tasted it no less than five times. If you can't get used to it, you just can't get used to it." Lu Ming waved his hands and smiled.
"Okay, that's an advantage for me. Haha, I feel so good today." Yan Xiaohui happily accepted it.
There are very few merchants selling caviar in Shanghai, and they all have to order in advance and then ship it from the Soviet Union. It takes a long time from ordering to delivery. When you almost forget the taste of caviar, it is almost there.
The variety of caviar you order through ordinary channels will not be much better, but if you can eat it, it is considered good.
Western society reports that the best caviar in the Soviet Union will not enter the circulation market and has long been divided up by the upper class. No one knows whether it is true or false.