"Lu, where did your conscience go? Where did your conscience go? Why did it become like this after not seeing each other for a few days?" the female reporter asked.
"Actually, everyone knows that I don't believe in any doctrine. All I believe in is freedom, equality and democracy." Lu Ming raised his hands and pressed them down, saying weakly.
"Then how do you explain what happened today? What is the purpose of this iron-blooded organization that you preside over? Is it for freedom, equality and democracy?" The female reporter said with indignation on her face.
Lu Ming was speechless, feeling like he had fallen into a cesspit. The good image he had established in the press corps was completely shattered, and his reputation was ruined.
"Lu, you are brave and strong, keep going, we are comrades, and I firmly support you!" the German reporter gave a thumbs up.
The Soviet "Tass" reporter did not say anything. He knew more about Lu Ming and knew that Lu Ming was more inclined to the Bolsheviks. He thought that there might be another reason why Lu Ming did this, whether he had received special instructions to infiltrate the enemy.
The "Tass" reporter is actually an agent of the Soviet Military Intelligence Agency, a standard spy, so he now regards Lu Ming as a comrade.
In order to hide his identity, Comrade Sorge also joined the Nazi Party and worked as a reporter for a Nazi newspaper. Lu Ming's situation should be the same as his.
In fact, they all thought too much. Lu Ming was pushed into the pit of fire by Sheng Youde. If he had made his own choice, he would not have joined the Blue Clothes Club even if he was beaten to death.
Once you join such an organization, you won't be able to escape even if you jump into the Yellow River. You must make greater sacrifices to prove your innocence.
Lu Ming couldn't stand the repeated attacks from reporters from all over the world. This time he realized how troublesome it was to be targeted by reporters, so he had to call the director of the Publicity Department of Blue Clothes Club over and let him face these foreign reporters.
He quickly fled to the other side and went drinking with Huang Yanning and some colleagues.
"These reporters are so powerful. Do you usually quarrel like this when we are together?" Huang Yanning was also very nervous, and his face changed color.
The head of the Publicity Department of the Blue Clothes Society couldn't even hold on for three rounds after he went up. He was quickly questioned by these reporters and his face turned red and his neck was thick. In the end, he couldn't even speak.
"These foreign reporters like to ask tricky questions. They won't ask any questions you can answer. They just enjoy making things difficult for others." Kang Ze said coldly.
"It seems that external publicity is not easy to do." The director of Intelligence Division IV chuckled.
"Do you think intelligence work is easy? It's even harder." Kang Ze glanced at him and said.
"That is, that is." The man nodded quickly and did not dare to speak any more.
"Brother Lu, we will officially start working tomorrow, and you will be busy too." Kang Ze said with a smile.
"What do I have to do? I just sign the bill for you and send you the money. Logistics service is simple." Lu Ming lowered his head, not yet out of his depression.
"Although I am specifically responsible for the financial aspect, I think I should also rely on my strength in other aspects. Can you also participate in every regular intelligence meeting?"
Kang Ze's words surprised Lu Ming. Is this a test or a temptation?
"This is inappropriate. As you know, brother, I am a complete layman and know nothing about intelligence work. I will not participate in your regular meeting." Lu Ming quickly declined.
"Actually, we are all laymen in intelligence work, no one is an expert. The people at our table, if you ask them to pick up guns and fight, are all good hands, but in intelligence work, we are all novices, so we need to practice slowly." Kang
Ze's expression was very natural, with no flaws visible.
"That's right, you said that we lead troops to fight one by one, but you just let us sit in the office and work on intelligence. Isn't this forcing people to do something difficult?" the director of Intelligence Division 5 said with a bitter smile.
"Actually, intelligence work is difficult to say, and it is not difficult to say that it is not difficult. It can only use a few basic methods: surveillance, observation, tracking, tracking, and then putting all the intelligence data together for careful analysis and comparison.
, and finally came to a conclusion." Seeing that everyone was afraid of the difficulty, Kang Ze hurriedly explained.
Lu Ming was shocked: This bastard has really grasped the essence of intelligence work.
Intelligence work is not about being a spy, where you have to go deep into the tiger's den, open the enemy's safe, and steal top-secret information.
Of course, such things are inevitable, but the most basic intelligence work is to collect information, summarize, compare, analyze, and summarize.
It's just like living a normal life. Green vegetables and tofu are the daily fare, and eating sea cucumber and abalone once or twice a year is enough.
Lu Ming didn't want to attend the weekly intelligence meeting. On the one hand, he felt that he was already in deep enough and he didn't want to continue to sink in. On the other hand, he felt that Kang Ze was testing him.
If his attitude is very positive, then there is something wrong. No matter how you think about it, you will not be wrong.
Of course, Lu Ming has his own calculations. If he wants to get information, he can analyze and summarize it on the financial statements. There is no need to attend weekly meetings.
Of course, more detailed information can be obtained at regular intelligence meetings, but if there is an intelligence leak, he will inevitably become a suspect.
"Brother Kang, I'd better not attend the weekly intelligence meeting. If there are special circumstances that I need to know about, just inform me then." Lu Ming said with a smile.
Kang Ze came to take charge of the Shanghai branch, and his identity was the president of the Shanghai branch. There was no deputy president.
Lu Ming is supposed to be equivalent to the vice president, but in fact he is not, because he is responsible for finance and not other things. If he is the vice president, he needs to help the president in charge of all departments.
"Well, anyway, there will be a lot of trouble for me in the future, so don't think it's annoying me." Kang Ze smiled and drank a drink with Lu Ming.
After the banquet, Lu Ming drove slowly home. He was still thinking about Kang Ze's invitation to attend the weekly meeting. Kang Ze seemed very sincere, and the implication was that he was invited to be the vice president.
Does this guy want to please and take advantage of me, or does he have other intentions to set himself up? It's possible.
Among the group of secretary-generals, Lu Ming had the best impression of Deng Wenyi, and the one he hated the most was Zeng Zhi. However, Zeng Zhi was not sinister, and his dissatisfaction and hostility towards him were written all over his face. This kind of person was actually easier to deal with.
But Kang Ze was different. He always treated him like a big brother and was very affectionate, and he would seize every opportunity to praise him. This kind of person is the most dangerous and will make people fall into a trap.
Lu Ming felt that he might be thinking too much, but in this organization, it is better to think too much than to think too little, otherwise there will be endless troubles.
Lu Ming can also feel the pressure from Kang Ze. The work of the Shanghai branch is not easy to carry out, unlike Nanjing where there is direct support from the highest level.
There are no fewer factions in Shanghai than in Nanjing, and gangs are rampant. Each of them dominates a territory. Every step he takes may step on someone else's toes.
There are also all kinds of spies, including North Koreans and Belarusians who have lost their homes, and they are also planning their own territories in Shanghai.
Forget it, let Kang Ze have a headache.
Lu Ming returned home and was just lying on the bed trying to sleep for a while when Mr. Dong knocked on the door to find him.
"Lu Ming, it's like this. My wife has been in her hometown. She hasn't had much to do in her hometown recently, so she wanted to come and live with me in Shanghai." Mr. Dong smiled sheepishly.
"This is a good thing. Husband and wife should live together, why should they be separated? Why do you need to ask me about this?" Lu Ming said in surprise.
"Isn't it your house that I live in? You are the landlord. Of course, I have to get your permission before moving in another person. I'm ashamed to say that I haven't paid you the rent." Mr. Dong said with a blush.
"Mr. Dong, you don't need to worry too much. You should treat the house as your own home. Don't worry too much about the rent. After my wife comes over, if you have any questions, just ask and you are welcome." Lu Ming has always been very understanding on these issues and is humane.
Well.
"I won't be polite. I've already received too much help from you, so it's useless to be polite." Mr. Dong said sincerely.
"Your people protected Sheng Muyi in Hong Kong, otherwise she would have fallen into the hands of the Japanese. For this reason, I will always remember your kindness in my life, so I will not hesitate to do anything I can." Lu Ming
What I said was also from my heart.
"It may be a coincidence for you that we protect Miss Sheng, but for us, it is our duty. We will help every compatriot who encounters difficulties." Mr. Dong said with a faint smile.
"Well, I believe it. Recently, you have to remind your comrades that there is another enemy in Shanghai, and he is very insidious. You have to be careful in everything." Lu Ming said with a smile.