The Yangtze River rolls eastward, and the waves wash away all the waves.
Standing on the bank of the Yangtze River, browsing the Yangtze River in November, looking at the empty grass and dry reeds all around, listening to the sound of the rolling river waves, the whistling north wind, and the whistle of the passing ship.
Zhang Tianhao had an indescribable feeling in his heart. After all, this time he was establishing contact with the underground party in Shanghai. In the past, it was only a temporary contact with Lao Zhang.
Now he has officially established contact with the underground party. As for who it is this time, he doesn't know, but he has a strong desire.
Standing there, with the cold wind blowing, he should have been a little cold, but his heart was burning.
I didn't smoke a cigarette, I just tidied my clothes and hat, and then continued waiting for the person who came to smoke.
When the time pointed to nine o'clock in the morning, I saw a middle-aged man wearing a long gown walking not far away, also wearing a black hat on his head, looking towards him with a calm face.
Zhang Tianhao did not go over immediately, but looked up and down at the middle-aged man who was getting closer and closer.
Soon, a faint smile appeared on his face. After all, when the two met this time, no one expected that the other party was alone and did not bring anyone else with him.
"Hello, sir, can I ask something? How to get to Lijiaji?"
"I'm sorry, there is no Lijiaji in Shanghai, only Lijia Village. It's a pity that Lijia Village was destroyed. Even if you want to, sir, you can't go there."
"Ah, then my uncle's house is over there, isn't that right?"
When Zhang Tianhao heard this, he couldn't help but admire Cong. He also recognized the person opposite him. It was Lao Zhang. He had just interacted with him a few nights ago. He didn't expect that they would meet again this time.
"Haha, my uncle's house has moved, you can rest assured."
Zhang Tianhao walked over, then stretched out his hand and laughed: "I am Xiao Zhang, Comrade Lao Zhang, hello, we meet again!"
After meeting the code word, Zhang Tianhao stretched out his hand and said with a chuckle.
"I didn't expect, Xiao Zhang, it's you. It's beyond my expectation. I didn't expect that you are still our comrade."
"Haha, I'm sorry, I'm not that yet. I'm just a patriot. After all, my identity is still not suitable to appear on your party's list, and I can't even appear on it."
Lao Zhang originally thought he was their comrade, but Zhang Tianhao directly rejected his idea and even said it, with bursts of regret in his voice.
"I'm sorry, I didn't expect that Comrade Xiao Zhang..."
Zhang Tianhao didn't know what the other party was thinking, so he smiled directly, and then said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, maybe when that day comes, I will really join your party. It's just that the time is not mature yet.
"
Zhang Tianhao's mentality is very open-minded, and he doesn't even have any awkwardness. As for joining the underground party, he also hopes to do so, but his application was still written in Yan'an, but it was later withdrawn. It doesn't mean that he can't join.
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Only a few people know about the identity issue, but now there may be one more person.
"Old Zhang, take a seat. The conditions here are a bit rough, so don't be disappointed. Sitting here, you can see the dock over there, the rolling water of the Yangtze River, and the ships coming and going. Don't feel uncomfortable.
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"Xiao Zhang, are you still in the mood to appreciate these?"
"Why not? There will always be some leisure time to enjoy, otherwise it would be boring to be alone."
Zhang Tianhao rubbed his hands together, then brushed them a few times, then wiped them twice on his body, and said in a serious tone: "Let me introduce you formally, Xiao Zhang, Zhang Tianhao, the head of Zhongtong Shanghai Station, but his subordinates have not yet taken over Shanghai Zhongtong
Station personnel.”
"Zhang Tianhao, the chief of the Zhongtong Shanghai Station?"
Lao Zhang almost couldn't believe it when he looked at Zhang Tianhao, who had taken off his glasses and looked at him with serious eyes.
After all, what is the relationship between the Central Unification Committee and the underground party? Everyone knows that the Central Unification Committee has always been to strangle the underground party as its own mission, and now sitting in front of it is the Shanghai Station Chief.
Lao Zhang's expression changed several times, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, helplessly looking up and down at this special young man, even the excessively young stationmaster of Shanghai Zhongtong Station.
"Are you sure you are the webmaster of Shanghai Station?"
"I'm sure. It's just that there are really not many fish left in the Shanghai Station of the Central Unification Bureau, and the management has not been handed over to me. I am too lazy to take over the original forces of the Central Unification Station in the Shanghai Station."
He was very straightforward and smiled lightly.
"Were you just transferred here?"
"It's not a very long time. It's less than a month. We're still getting familiar with Shanghai. At least we haven't sent any missions from above. Even if there are missions, it doesn't matter."
"No wonder it was said above that your information is top secret, and only one person can come to meet you. It's top secret. It's really top secret. Who would have thought that the head of the Central Unification Shanghai Station is still close to our comrades."
Lao Zhang didn't understand why the telegram sent by his superiors only asked him to go to the meeting alone.
Even for Xiaomeng, she still doesn't know some information.
"Since Webmaster Zhang is so polite, let me also formally introduce you, Zhang Chaoyang, the owner of Lao Zhang Antique Shop in the western suburbs, pseudonym Lao Zhang."
"It's not the first time we've met, right? Although the meeting in the first two days was brief, at least we had a pleasant time cooperating."
After hearing Lao Zhang introduce himself, Zhang Tianhao said something very polite.
"Thank you so much for this, Xiao Zhang. There are four large boxes of medicines. The comrades at the base are very happy. They also want someone to thank you on their behalf."
"This is no longer necessary. Let's discuss the next work. This is what my plan is. We can use the Japanese Chamber of Commerce to transport our supplies and hand them over as usual halfway or at the dock. You
What do you think?"
"Okay, but the Japanese transport ship transportation seems a bit too difficult, right?"
"Not much, I opened a foreign company with a friend, and now we have reached an agreement with Japan's Mihara Corporation. They can help us with transportation, but the transportation cost may be 10% higher, and the most important thing is that this transportation is only
It’s your goods, other people’s goods cannot be included. Do you understand this?”
"It seems that, Xiao Zhang, you have great powers. You have even established relations with the Japanese Mihara Club. No wonder your superiors asked you to hand over to us."
"Awesome, Xiao Zhang. You have already established such a relationship when you first arrived in Shanghai. It seems that I will trouble you more in the future."
"It's okay. We are all a family. We don't distinguish each other. It's just that due to the needs of the situation, we have to belong to two sides. As long as our hearts are the same, that's all."
"Yes, my heart is the same, that's okay!" Lao Zhang also wanted to laugh loudly. This time he caught a big fish. He will be more relieved about the future.
"By the way, Lao Zhang, who was the girl who threw the medicine last time? Why don't you put the keys in my pocket?"
"You're talking about Xiaomeng, Wang Xiaomeng, our telegraph operator. Unfortunately, she is still being targeted by the secret agents, so she can't go."
"So that's it. If I hadn't asked more, I might have confiscated this medicine!"
"I think Xiao Zhang, you are not like this. If you were like this, you wouldn't tell our superiors about this matter."
"Old Zhang, people's hearts are separated from each other!"
