Chapter 169: Destined to Meet Thousands of Miles Away
Chapter 169: Destined to meet thousands of miles away
Author: little instructor
Chapter 169: Destined to meet thousands of miles away
Returning to the regiment headquarters, Zhou Weiguo called Jiang Yue and Hu Yong. After Huang Ying and Li Qi arranged the next work of the special agent regiment, they threw away everything that could prove their military status and replaced them with Xiao.
Ya had always kept the suit for herself, and found an eye with no prescription to wear it. After pretending to be a quite educated man, she left the new town and headed to Chuzhou, where she transferred to another train.
Go to Jiangsu, and then go to Shanghai from Jiangsu.
Along the way, there were cars and boats. If there were no boats, I would walk with the pedestrians on the road and chat about daily life.
It has only been three or four days since we arrived at the outskirts of Shanghai.
Entering the urban area and standing on the Suzhou River Bridge, one can see that one is on the left and the other on the right. Although the local people's lives have returned to their former peace and are not disturbed by the war, the difference is still too obvious.
The people on the concession side were living as usual. They had not experienced the previous war. Even if they were present, because they were in the concession, they did not suffer a single bullet.
It was still a bustling place with bustling houses, but in the Japanese-controlled areas, Japanese plainclothes soldiers, military police, and patrols were all over the streets. There were a lot of plaster flags hung above the shops. When I saw the Japanese patrols who had to bend down and smile,
Appears often.
In the enemy-occupied area, even if you have the ability and ability, it is nothing in the eyes of the other party. You can only pray to live, but not to live.
Seeing such different living environments and the quietly flowing river, Zhou Weiguo could only sigh and put the hat on his head.
He has to report to the "Declaration". As for the other party, how to expel him is not his consideration.
I don’t know if I will be able to meet Zhang Qing. I haven’t seen her for more than a month. I don’t know how her life is here.
What are you thinking? She lives in the concession, what can happen, and she is a gold medal reporter. How could she participate in this kind of shrimp training?
After crossing the bridge with the pedestrians, we reached the concession. This place was not under the jurisdiction of the Japanese army. From time to time, a few Indian patrolmen with big beards and lazily wrapped in huge turbans appeared on the street walking around.
Unable to find the specific location, Zhou Weiguo came to a rickshaw where his subordinates were hiding to enjoy the shade, and told the address he needed to go to.
The rickshaw driver who took the money bent down repeatedly to let Zhou Weiguo get on the rickshaw, then he stood up and pulled the rickshaw forward.
The "Declaration" is very large, and even the office area is very large, with separate departments for calibration, review, editing, printing, etc.
And these departments are in the "Declaration" building.
The third floor is where newly recruited reporters and all related personnel from all over the country will be assigned and trained.
Zhang Qing is the main reviewer of the recruitment of journalists this time. She is also the one who agrees whether it is really possible to work in this relatively stable place.
Today is the last day. Zhang Qing, who was wearing a light white work robe and a casual light white suit, raised his wrist to check the time and then got up and walked out of the room. He came to the two colleagues in charge of reception who worked in the Personnel Statistics Department on the third floor.
; "Is everyone here already?"
The colleague picked up the list and looked at it; "Every department has arrived, but there are still a few people from the department you are responsible for, Sister Zhang, who have not arrived.
If these people do not take their work seriously, they will be unqualified if they follow their own habits, not to mention that it is less than half an hour until the end of time.
"I have no control over other departments. Where we are, once the time is over, there is no need to register. It is impossible for a person who is not punctual to say how serious he is at work. The interview seems simple, but in fact
But you are very knowledgeable, and it is impossible for customers to give you extra time to wait."
The two of them are also members of the interview team. Zhang Qingqi is the senior one. She is responsible for many large-scale news reports. Although she is younger than the two present, she still deserves to be called a sister.
Turning around slightly, Zhang Qing walked towards the stairs on the side, feeling endless dissatisfaction in his heart.
"Excuse me, this is the reception desk for newly recruited registered journalists of "Declaration". I am here for training. My name is Wei Fei."
Zhang Qing, who had passed the spiral staircase and could not see the reception desk, stopped.
This voice is so familiar, almost exactly the same as the man from more than a month ago.
Wei Fei, this person seems to have offended his superiors for some reason and has come to find him alone. No matter what, he will be kicked out.
It can't be him, right?
Zhang Qing's heart skipped a beat, turned around and walked back to the reception area.
Wearing a black suit, a gray towel was wrapped around him, and the person wearing the eyes turned sideways to himself.
Zhang Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and moved forward step by step.
The further she walked, the more certain she became that the man was Zhou Weiguo.
After leaving that day, she did not see Zhou Weiguo. After the gunfire the next day, the county king was shot in the head on the spot. Afterwards, the two Japanese soldiers got the film they needed most from them. Later, the military commander
People came to see me to find out what happened that day.
She didn't know what happened in the middle, but she also estimated that Zhou Weiguo had gone back. But she didn't expect that she would actually see him here today.
"Zhou Wei..." Zhang Qing almost blurted out, and Zhou Weiguo, who was signing, was so frightened that he almost dropped the pen in his hand.
Who could actually recognize his identity? He signed his name and turned to look over.
At the entrance of the spiral staircase in the corridor, a tall woman put her hands in front of the escalator. She looked at her with a surprised face. Her face was full of surprise. Her small cherry mouth actually formed an O shape at this moment.
Zhang Qing?
It is true that we are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away, but not to meet each other if we are not destined to meet each other.
I didn't expect that I would meet her again.
There are more than a thousand people working on "Declaration", but they never expected that they would meet Zhang Qing here.
Don't let her reveal her identity, otherwise the entire "Declaration" team will suffer.
Zhou Weiguo was thinking about how to deal with it. After all, Zhang Qing didn't know her identity. If she said her name, she wouldn't be able to use her name, Wei Fei, let alone walk around in broad daylight.
When passing through the Japanese-controlled area, he noticed that there were many Japanese patrols and plainclothes troops on the streets. From chatting with the coachman just now, he learned that these were added during this period. He heard that they were to ensure the safety of the drivers.
.
The coachman should be referring to the envoy who came for revenge.
"You...you..." Zhou Weiguo was speechless. It happened so suddenly that he couldn't find the words to say hello to Zhang Qing.
No wonder he had to kick him out. This was a mission. Zhang Qing suddenly realized and laughed secretly. Looking at Zhou Weiguo's horrified look, he ran over and held his hand in surprise; "Senior Wei Fei,
