I worked overtime until late at night before going back to rest.
Early the next morning, I rushed to the Information Section to start a new day of work.
Since the investigation began, it has been rare to find free time. As for Wang Qiang's death, someone has been sent to give Wang Shan an explanation.
Song Shutang did not choose to be present that day.
He had already fulfilled his promise to Wang Shan, and he didn't want to see his old father's appearance when the truth was revealed.
Such diligent investigation can also comfort Wang Qiang's spirit in heaven, and his life will not be lost in vain.
Kill one of me and I will uproot your group.
When the intelligence department met in the morning, Long Hao first took people to the telegraph office to investigate the situation of the person who sent the report.
Song Shutang followed Zhu Yue to the "Xinhua Daily" newspaper office.
Go out and get on the rickshaw and tell us the location is West Third Street.
It was the street behind Central Park. Song Shutang and Long Hao had wandered around the area before and had some impressions of the location of the newspaper office.
Sitting in two separate cars, it was difficult to talk, so we were speechless all the way to the door of the newspaper office.
"Let's go." Zhu Yue got off the car and stepped forward and said.
Song Shutang followed closely behind.
When the two stepped into the newspaper office, a staff member came forward to greet them and asked, "Gentlemen, may I help you?"
"Is your President Pan here?"
"Who are you two?"
"The two of us have something we want to see your president."
"I'm really sorry, the president happens to be away today."
"Where's General Manager Xiong?"
"Not here either."
"Are you not here or don't want to see us?" How could Zhu Yue not hear the perfunctory refusal?
Actually it's normal.
People don’t know who you are, so naturally the president and general manager can’t be seen casually.
At this moment, a man walked out of the newspaper office and looked over. He was surprised at first and then stepped forward with a smile on his face.
"It's you, Mr. Song." The visitor smiled brightly, and his warm eyes glanced at Zhu Yue to greet Song Shutang behind him.
Zhu Yue had a strange look on his face.
This girl in her twenties greeted Song Shutang with a smile and called him by name. Was she an old acquaintance?
Ignoring Zhu Yue's curious eyes, Song Shutang opened his mouth but found that he didn't know the name of the person in front of him.
"My name is Meng Jiaqi." The girl's clear and energetic voice did not sound unfamiliar at all.
"Ms. Meng."
"Just call me Jia Qi."
"Then you don't have to call me Mr. Song, Shutang."
"Did you come to the newspaper office today?"
"I want to meet President Pan."
"The president is not here today."
"Where's General Manager Xiong?"
"I'll go and inform you." Meng Jiaqi immediately ran away.
The newspaper staff who were originally responsible for receiving Song Shutang and Zhu Yue stood there with an embarrassed look on their faces.
Meng Jiaqi looked helpless as he jumped away.
I just said that the general manager was not here, but you turned around and sold me out.
Soon Meng Jiaqi came back and said, "Come with me."
"Thank you."
"Xiao Meng." The newspaper staff couldn't help shouting.
"ah?"
"It's okay." The newspaper staff had no choice but to leave.
Meng Jiaqi still looked confused, which made Zhu Yue and Song Shutang laugh.
"Know?" Zhu Yue asked Song Shutang in a low voice.
"see once."
"I don't think it's just a one-time relationship."
"You can remember you deeply even if you give me money."
"Give me money?" Zhu Yue's tone increased slightly and he immediately pressed the button.
Looking at Meng Jiaqi, who was leading the way and full of youthful vitality, Zhu Yue really couldn't believe it.
"Team leader."
"ah?"
"You have such a dirty heart, I'm talking about donating money."
"Didn't I mean donating?"
"Not only does he have a heart, he also has a thick skin."
"I don't understand." Zhu Yue quickly took two steps away from Song Shutang.
It is true that I only had a one-time relationship with Meng Jiaqi.
But before, Long Hao and he were going to the Secret Service Corps to help Jiao Teng screen photos. During the meal, they encountered a fund-raising event. Song Shutang stepped forward to donate 500 yuan and received a commemorative voucher for the donation.
The person in charge of the event at that time was Meng Jiaqi.
Unexpectedly, she worked in a newspaper.
Or Xinhua Daily!
When Meng Jiaqi came to the office door, he turned around, his short hair swaying from side to side.
"arrive."
"Thank you." Zhu Yue went in first.
Song Shutang also walked up to Meng Jiaqi and said, "Thank you."
This is to tell the other party that you should not be present during the next conversation.
"It's a small effort." Meng Jiaqi waved his hand and felt that no thanks were needed.
Song Shutang smiled and nodded as he entered the office and closed the door.
"I heard from Xiao Meng that the two of them are caring people. I don't know why they came to the newspaper office." Xiong Yuxiang expressed his kindness.
At fifty years old, he does not look old and is full of energy.
Zhu Yue did not take any chances and directly took out the ID from his pocket and placed it in front of Xiong Yuxiang.
"Military command?"
"Exactly."
"It's a bit disappointing."
"Don't dare to trouble General Manager Xiong."
"Is something wrong?"
"I'm here for the staff photos." Since he wanted to say it clearly, Zhu Yue didn't mince words.
When Xiong Yuxiang heard this, a look of understanding appeared on his face and he said: "I asked why the Ministry of Culture suddenly asked for photos of all employees. It turns out that the military command was behind it."
"I hope General Manager Xiong will cooperate."
"We were the most cooperative and provided the photos to the Ministry of Culture as soon as possible. Could it be that they didn't give them to you?"
"Why is General Manager Xiong doing this?"
"Huh?" Xiong Yuxiang frowned slightly in confusion.
"We came here today just to ask the newspaper to take out all the photos of the staff."
"That's a lot of money."
Zhu Yue motioned to Song Shutang to speak.
Song Shutang took over and said: "Our intelligence department needs photos to investigate espionage..."
Explain the problem.
Xiong Yuxiang listened carefully to Song Shutang's words without interrupting.
I am also analyzing the truth and falsehood of what I said.
"It is urgent to capture the Japanese spy. I hope General Manager Xiong will cooperate." Zhu Yue said again.
But Xiong Yuxiang still insisted that the photos he provided were all.
Zhu Yue and Song Shutang were not surprised. They knew that the newspaper office would not give a reply, and the Eighth Route Army's mountain city office behind them could make the decision.
Seeing that Xiong Yuxiang didn't let go, the two stood up to leave.
At the same time, it was also time for Xiong Yuxiang to contact the Eighth Route Army office in the mountain city.
Xiong Yuxiang did not get up to see him off, and the two of them understood the deeper meaning.
To alert the snake.
Xiong Yuxiang's personal farewell was eye-catching.
Therefore, from the fact that the other party chose not to send it, it can be seen that the photo information provided must not be comprehensive.
And Xiong Yuxiang has also begun to be vigilant.
The three of them understood each other tacitly, and Song Shutang and Zhu Yue came out of the office.
On the contrary, Meng Jiaqi who was outside saw the two people coming out and hurriedly stepped forward to greet them.
"Did the negotiation go smoothly?"
"Thank you for the introduction. It was a pleasure talking."
Zhu Yuexin said that with your mouth, lies come out easily.
"I'm going to treat you to dinner. Are you free at noon?" After asking, Meng Jiaqi realized that there was Zhu Yue beside him and hurriedly changed his words: "Please."
Zhu Yue was helpless, you might as well not change your words.
"If you have something to do today, let's change it to another day."
"Well."
Meng Jiaqi sent the two of them out of the newspaper office before waving goodbye.
"You think she can't see me, a big living person?" Zhu Yue asked.
"Maybe I'm too dazzling."
"You must have used your mouth to deceive the little girl."
"Can't it be this face?"
Zhu Yue looked at Song Shutang carefully for a long time, and finally said helplessly: "It doesn't seem impossible."
"Excellent."
"If you are joking, please be careful. When you work in Xinhua Daily, you are either a red party or close to the red party." Zhu Yue reminded.
"Shouldn't she pay attention to me?"
"Women are not easy to deal with."
"The team leader still has experience."
The two of them stopped talking about Meng Jiaqi. It was just an interlude. They were now rushing to the Eighth Route Army's office in Shancheng. They believed that Xiong Yuxiang had already reported the problem before they arrived. The two of them only needed one to go to the office.
