"The other thing is that you go to the Yuelai Tea House outside Chaotianmen tomorrow, go to room 305 on the third floor to drink tea, and then put a piece of paper under the handle, which only says two words.
One word: Pay back the money, do you understand?"
"Then you go to Tiantian Restaurant and learn how to chop and cook from the chef. I'll say hello to the boss there. You don't know anything. How could you be chosen as the operator? Is God really blind?"
Zhang Tianhao looked at her and said with dissatisfaction and contempt.
"How do you know I'm a telegraph operator? I don't think I told you!"
"Silly, don't you know how to look at your fingers? You must have spent a lot of time practicing on your right index finger!" He looked up at her and said disdainfully.
"Also, have you ever touched a gun? Looking at your hands, it seems that you have never touched a gun. Your family background must be good. It's a pity that you have been raised too well. You are not allowed to do anything, so you can't do anything.
Do."
"I can do laundry!"
Listening to her argument, he suddenly had the urge to laugh. He didn't expect this girl to be so childish.
"Yes, you know how to wash clothes, so you can do it. From today on, you will wash the clothes for me. There are a lot of clothes in my room. If you can't wash them clean, you can eat the food you cook.
Just don't poison yourself to death." He didn't forget to laugh at her.
"you……"
"Why, do you want to regret it, or do you want to leave? Yes, I guess you can't even leave the city. Someone will send you to me right away. There are also some people outside who have escaped, but they are hungry.
I'm very thirsty. If you walk outside alone as a woman, you know the consequences."
"You, you are a gangster, you are a bastard, I will poison you to death!"
"If you want to poison me and throw you into that pile of beggars, think about it carefully!" Zhang Tianhao finished his meal, pushed the bowl away, and drove out.
Chen Xuan was left with an angry look on her face, even stamping her feet, exactly like a little girl.
…
On a viewing platform on the second floor of the Paramount Ballroom, Zhang Tianhao sat there quietly, holding a cup in his hand, and even took a sip of red wine from time to time out of boredom.
"Chief Zhang, why are you here?"
"I have nothing to do today, so I came over to see you. I missed you a little. Go and do your work and leave me alone!" Zhang Tianhao sat there and looked at several people from the intelligence department sitting below, although they were dressed simply.
After a while, Zhang Tianhao still knew them.
Even Tanaka Masaru had dressed up, wearing a dress, and was sitting at the bar drinking red wine. She looked like a woman who was drunk in a nightclub.
Zhang Tianhao came a while before them. In order to prevent them from seeing him, he even chose a remote corner to watch the people below.
He looked at the time, then looked at the tables below and everyone's attire, with a trace of anxiety flashing in his eyes.
Seeing that the time had pointed to eight o'clock, the entire nightclub was becoming more and more lively, and from time to time, a few people who came to Paramount passed by outside.
Suddenly, a tall figure appeared, wearing a long white dress, even a white hat on his head, and a half black sand scarf on his head.
At the same time, she also wore a pair of white gloves on her hands, which looked noble, cool, and even a bit repulsive.
"Why is it her?"
Zhang Tianhao never expected that it would be her who showed up at eight o'clock, and it was also an old acquaintance: Song Han.
"What is she here for? Is she in contact with the Red Party?" She glanced over and saw today's newspaper in Song Han's hand.
"This is……"
It obviously looks a bit unusual. Holding a newspaper at night is obviously out of tune with the style here. It is also too eye-catching.
The news he heard from the Intelligence Section was that the Red Party was meeting with the telegraph operator sent by the superiors at Paramount tonight. If it was really Song Han, it would be very interesting.
After all, Zhang Tianhao had always suspected that Song Han was a spy, but now in the blink of an eye, he was about to become an underground party member. This change was a bit too sudden.
If it were someone else, he might not be able to recognize the dressed up Song Han, but Zhang Tianhao could still recognize it at a glance, especially the pair of gloves, which he couldn't stand looking at ten times.
There is a faint gold line on the back of the glove. Although it is very light, it is obviously different and makes it look noble.
"Waiter, go and fetch Miss Song down below, and tell her I'll be waiting for her above!"
At this time, he once again looked at the people in the intelligence department below, but found nothing. Then he stood up again and glanced at the guests on the second floor.
"Hey, why is this middle-aged man holding a newspaper?"
Immediately, ten thousand alpacas rushed past in his heart. Are the people who come here to read the newspaper? This is too fake. If you put it aside, do you look different? Or do you look like a person?
Scholar, or intellectual.
He vomited in his heart for a while, and immediately sat down again. Only then did he realize that there were three people from the intelligence department on the second floor, and they seemed to be surrounded by this middle-aged man.
After thinking wildly for a while, he saw Song Han slowly walking up to the second floor with a newspaper, and under the guidance of the waiter, he walked towards him.
"Sir, I seem to..."
"Miss Song is such a noble person and forgets things. Sit down, waiter, bring me a glass of red wine and charge it to my account!" Zhang Tianhao smiled, then pulled out a stool next to him and invited her to sit down.
"Zhang Tianhao, I don't think it's possible between us. I just want to find someone to carry the bag. Really, don't think of me as being good to you!" Song Han looked into Zhang Tianhao's eyes and didn't even have the slightest intention of sitting down.
No, there was even a trace of disdain in his eyes.
This kind of disdain from the bottom of my heart is completely opposite to my usual attitude towards Zhang Tianhao. It seems that seeing Zhang Tianhao is worse than seeing a piece of shit.
"It seems that Miss Song has a strong opinion on me. I just want to treat Song Xiaohan to a drink. Since Miss Song won't give me face, feel free. Waiter, call the Party Affairs Office and call a team of people over. Anyone who comes into contact with Song Xiaohan
The people here are all Red Party members and should be taken back to the station for trial!"
When Song Han heard this, her eyes widened immediately. She could hardly believe that Zhang Tianhao would say this. She had no good impression of Zhang Tianhao and was about to explode in an instant.
"Chief Zhang, are you going a little too far? I don't seem to have offended you. Do you want me to call dad and ask him to tell you..."
"Whatever, I'll tell Mayor Song that Ling Qianjin is fooling around with a white-eyed guy tonight. Then, let's see if he listens to me or you. I will find a bunch of people to prove that I'm here to
You pulled it out of the sea of suffering."
A mean and proud smile flashed across Zhang Tianhao's face from time to time, making Song Han's whole body tremble with anger.
