Weng Bailing knew how ferocious the Communist Party's troops fought. Their generals were all the elites of Huangpu elites, and even some were senior generals of the Republic of China.
Not only are they very good at fighting, but they also have high prestige among the common people. They can get support and protection from local fellows wherever they fight.
Everyone in the conference room walked away, and Weng Bailing sat there thinking alone, racking his brains.
If you don't want to be transferred, you have to make explosive achievements. What achievements will impress your boss the most? Then you must make a fuss about Lu Ming.
He didn't know why the principal asked him to monitor Lu Ming, and he didn't dare to ask, but what he knew was that the principal cared about Lu Ming very much and didn't want Lu Ming to break away from his control.
If you want to have a clear view of Lu Ming's every move, you can't rely on anyone but Liu Qiwen, but this little bitch who doesn't know how to praise actually dares to resist him, and she still refuses to give in.
It seems that we need to be more ruthless and make this little bitch docile.
Lu Ming returned to the office and saw that Liu Qiwen had come back a long time ago. When he saw him walking in, he stood up hurriedly.
Lu Ming noticed at a glance that Liu Qiwen had cried, her eyes were a little red and swollen, and her face looked wrong.
"What's wrong? Who made you sad and ran out to cry?" Lu Ming asked.
"No, I went to the roof to smoke. It was windy and my eyes were blinded by the sand." Liu Qiwen looked at the small mirror and said.
"You girls always have the same excuse. Whenever you cry, you say you were blinded by sand. Can you change the word?" Lu Ming joked.
Normally, if Lu Ming made a joke like this, Liu Qiwen would definitely laugh along with it, which meant that it really wasn't a big deal.
But it seemed different today. Liu Qiwen didn't dare to look at Lu Ming, for fear of guessing what was on her mind.
"You have to tell me something? Did something happen at home?" Lu Ming asked with concern.
"No, everything is fine at home." Liu Qiwen replied coldly.
"Then why are you sad? Is there something going on with that guy?" Lu Ming pointed to Weng Bailing's office.
"No, really not, I was just in a bad mood suddenly." Liu Qiwen denied in a panic.
"If it has something to do with him, I can help you settle it." Lu Ming also wanted to find trouble and have a real fight with Weng Bailing, but there had to be a proper reason.
"Really not, you are such a nagging person, I said no." Liu Qiwen's voice suddenly became louder, startling herself.
"Oh, maybe I'm too worried. It's fine if I don't have it. Don't be afraid if I have it. Do you understand what I mean?" Lu Ming didn't care about Liu Qiwen's attitude at all.
"I'm sorry, sir, I shouldn't talk to you like this." Liu Qiwen calmed down a little.
"Xiaowen, you have to remember that from the time I called you Xiaowen, I have not treated you as my subordinate, but as my sister. If someone bullies you, they bully me.
, don’t think about anything, just tell me." Lu Ming said slowly.
"Well, I understand, it's really not the case." Liu Qiwen said almost coquettishly.
"Okay, if you say no, then there is no." Lu Ming said helplessly.
Lu Ming could feel that there must be some kind of feud between Liu Qiwen and Weng Bailing, but of course he couldn't guess what it was.
Lu Ming didn't pay too much attention. Anyway, he had decided to deal with Weng Bailing. By then, no matter what Liu Qiwen had with him, all the accounts would be settled.
Lu Ming sat down and continued to read the report. He carefully checked the report of Jiangxi Nanchang Branch, but could not find any abnormalities.
He checked the headquarters report again and found some problems.
The headquarters' expenses have surged in the past two months, increasing the expenditure on many operational personnel and some operational funds.
However, the operatives all used pseudonyms, and it was unclear who they were, and there were no details on the action items. The scale of the action could only be seen from the cost.
But the sudden surge in action items indicates some problems. The headquarters is implementing a special operation.
"Isn't it going to be an infiltration plan into the Communist Party's base area?" This thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
If the headquarters implements an infiltration plan into the Communist Party's base area, then it can be matched.
Infiltration plans are almost all single-person operations, and each person's action has an action code name, which is also the code name of the agent.
Lu Ming took a closer look and found that there were a total of ninety-eight single-person operations. This could mean that there were ninety-eight agents preparing to infiltrate into the Communist Party. Of course, whether they could succeed or how many people could succeed
You won't know if it penetrates.
After these agents enter, they will lurk. Unless there is a major situation, they will generally not take the initiative to send intelligence to the outside world. They have no contact with each other and do not even know each other.
Now that the Central Army has surrounded the Communist Party's base area like an iron barrel, the Communist Party especially needs the support of external forces at this time, even if someone sends a bag of grain or a few pieces of salt.
This creates good conditions for the Kuomintang agents to infiltrate. These ninety-eight people will use various methods to enter the Communist base area and carry out intelligence work.
After infiltrating, what methods and means will these people use to successfully gain the trust of the Communist Party? Lu Ming is thinking about this question.
This operation should have a special code name, but it is not marked on the financial statements, and it should be classified as top secret.
Lu Ming recalled that Liu Qiwen had said that there had been very frequent telegram exchanges between the Telecommunications Office and Jiangxi in the past two months. Could it be because of this infiltration operation?
But why does the headquarters’ infiltration operation use the telecommunications office of the Shanghai Station?
This is another unsolved mystery.
"Sir, it's time for lunch." Liu Qiwen reminded.
Lu Ming looked at his watch. Sure enough, it was already twelve o'clock. Time flies so fast.
He and Liu Qiwen walked to the canteen together, which was already full of people, waiting for the canteen employees to serve them meals.
Seeing the two of them walking in side by side, many people showed meaningful smiles. They thought that Liu Qiwen must have relied on Lu Ming, and the two of them must have already had that kind of relationship.
In addition to the working relationship, a superior and a secretary inevitably have another special relationship. Unless the superior is physically ill, this is bound to happen.
However, everyone privately feels that if Liu Qiwen and Lu Ming have that special relationship, it is not necessarily the woman who will suffer. Lu Ming himself is a handsome guy and has a lot of money, so there is nothing to lose by having a relationship with him.
Liu Qiwen didn't pay attention to everyone's eyes, walked to Song Hanyu's table and sat down, which was also her fixed seat.
The people sitting at the same table were also confidential secretaries from various places, but they were not secretaries to a certain person. In the Fuxing Society, only the webmaster and a few important intelligence department directors had full-time secretaries.
Several secretaries stared at Liu Qiwen and giggled. Of course Liu Qiwen knew the meaning of their laughter, but she pretended not to understand and said angrily: "We will be laid off next year. Let's see how you still laugh."
The secretaries stopped laughing immediately and began to chatter in low voices.
After Lu Ming sat down, the people in the cafeteria brought him all the food, including the Scotch whiskey he kept there. Lu Ming drank a glass of it every day at noon.
Weng Bailing did not drink. He watched Lu Ming slowly drink the wine in the glass and said with a smile: "Sir Lu, why can't I get used to drinking these foreign things? I think Chinese liquor is the best. Maotai, Fenjiu and Zhuyeqing are all good.
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"Whiskey is also liquor. Sir Weng is just not used to drinking it. Once you get used to it, you will feel better." Lu Ming drank by himself.
"Yeah, just get used to it, get used to it." Weng Bailing said with a strange air.
Lu Ming shrugged, not understanding what this guy meant.
"Sir Lu, do you have the habit of keeping a diary?" Weng Bailing suddenly asked.
"No, no serious person can keep a diary, except Mr. Lu Xun and Mr. Jiang, of course. Does Mr. Weng have the habit of writing a diary?" Lu Ming's tone was laced with a hint of ridicule.
"Oh, no, I don't have this habit either." Weng Bailing said with an embarrassed smile.
Weng Bailing also asked casually. If Lu Ming had the habit of keeping a diary, then try to steal his diary and make a copy. Then he would know what Lu Ming was busy with every day.
"Actually, writing a diary is also a good habit. Commander Lu, you might as well give it a try." Weng Bailing laughed dryly.
Lu Ming also laughed a few times along with him. He didn't know what Weng Bailing meant. What kind of evil did this kid do today? He was talking here and there with a hammer and a stick, and he was mindless.