The Chuanwen noticed that Chen Baoxiang was not in a high mood, so he stopped Chuanwu from talking, and the family ate in silence.
What really affected Chen Baoxiang's mood was that letter.
He didn't know how to deal with it. If the messenger came to his door, should he tell the truth?
Unknowingly, he fell into a trance again.
"Master, go to bed. Are you too tired these days?"
Chen Baoxiang didn't say much, just got on the kang, took off his clothes and went to sleep.
In a daze, he heard someone shouting very far away, and it turned out to be Song Zixue's voice.
"Third brother, remember, the people of Jinan want to kill the Japs, try their best to kill the Japs, and never become a traitor. That will be a shameful thing for thousands of years and will tarnish the ancestors. Get up quickly, collect the gold, welcome the big shot to pass, and escort the big shot to the east.
.Get up quickly, get up quickly..."
Chen Baoxiang opened his eyes suddenly, but it was Huang Liang Yimeng.
Liu Yue'e led her three children and sat around the Eight Immortals table.
"When we go to the Grand View Garden, we have to look presentable. Throw away all the patched clothes, throw away all the broken barrels and cups at home. Transfer all the tables, chairs and benches that cannot be taken away. In short, open a new store and go to a new store.
Road, completely separate from the old store."
Liu Yue'e was in high spirits and had already tried to assign tasks to the children.
"The eldest son is studying accounting from your father, and the second son is in charge of the waiters and cleaners. Xiu'er goes to school well, and will become a female scholar in the future, and she will have many tasks on her shoulders."
The rest is the kitchen of the hotel.
Liu Yue'e has decided that she and Chen Baoxiang will take care of each other and not get into trouble here.
"Remember, no one can reveal anything about the hotel before it opens. Your father said that there is no harm in keeping a low profile."
Chen Baoxiang got up and staggered to the courtyard.
Song Zixue is dead, and dead people cannot convey messages. Therefore, everything he heard in his dream was made up.
He looked up and saw the stars twinkling in the sky, nothing unusual.
"That letter... A big figure from the Eighth Front Army from the west wants to pass the border. That is a big deal and there can be no mistakes. Who should I talk to about this matter?"
After much thought, he couldn't find any friends related to the Eighth Front Army except Yu Canghai and Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry.
"There is a traitor in the gold transport team. If the traitor leaks information to the outside world, the information will definitely be passed to the Japanese military headquarters. Alas, what should we do?"
The sound of roof tiles indicates a night traveler passing by.
Chen Baoxiang shrank back and reached under the eaves of the corridor.
With a whoosh, someone landed lightly on the ground, holding a gun in both hands. It turned out to be Wen Dujuan.
"Boss Chen, could you please take a step to speak?"
Wen Dujuan strode into the woodshed and placed the two guns on the small wooden table.
Although she is a woman, she is as powerful as a man.
"What's the matter?"
"Give me that letter."
Smell the cuckoo's face, as if covered with a layer of frost.
Chen Baoxiang was just about to shirk the blame when Du Juan sneered: "You don't understand anything. I just want to identify what kind of mystery is hidden in this letter. Such an important thing, if there is a traitor, there is a traitor."
Is that so? How could we know that it wasn’t a deliberate design by the enemy to make us lose our position?”
She said this to prove that she understood the content of the letter.
Chen Baoxiang took out the letter from his arms and held it out to the other party with both hands.
Wen Dujuan took out the letter and laid it out on the table. Then she took out another letter and laid it out on the side.
"The handwriting is correct, but the things conveyed are inconsistent. The previous letter said that the gold transport team was frustrated, and the recruitment team in Zhaoyuan also had traitors and was almost wiped out. They had to wait until the west.
The next step of work can only be started after the big shots arrive to give instructions.”
Chen Baoxiang leaned over and read the letter Du Juan was holding.
The content of the letter was extremely embarrassing: "The team is completely destroyed, and the gold cannot be raised. The hearts of the people are all scattered, and no one can challenge. I hope that the big shots will come from afar to give guidance and inspire fighting spirit."
In this case, the meanings of the two letters are completely contradictory and diametrically opposed.
"Boss Chen, tell me, who do you believe?"
Chen Baoxiang pointed to the letter in Wen Dujuan's hand without hesitation.
Of course, if there is truth, there is also falsehood. The letter stuffed into the rice shop is false, and it is a trick of the enemy.
"Boss Chen, guess who would tease you like this?"
For some reason, Chen Baoxiang's mind only turned half a circle before he blurted out: "Bi Gong."
Wen Dujuan sneered and nodded: "You are indeed very powerful. The sect master said that you look naive and silly on the surface, but you are actually smarter than anyone else. This is Bi Gong's poisonous plan. Anyone who covets gold will fall into the hands of these two people."
Go up. He has been using you, waiting for you to bring all the heroes into his circle."
Chen Baoxiang blushed. If he took this letter and went out to look for someone rashly, he would become Bi Gong's pathfinder.
Fortunately, he was unwell and slept all the time.
"Help me think about it, how can I get rid of Bi Gong?"
Wen Dujuan is a killer, and killers live to kill people. Therefore, when encountering a problem, the simplest and clearest way is to kill it.
"In addition to him, he also has to face his younger brother Bi Jing, who is a tough and ruthless character."
"Okay, let's get rid of it together and leave no further trouble."
Wen Dujuan rubbed his hands gently and accepted this big trouble.
Chen Baoxiang promised that he would find a way to get close to Bi Gong and send him to the guillotine.
Wen Dujuan picked up the two letters, put them in her arms, and then went out through the back door.
Chen Baoxiang felt more and more irritated. He had not offended Bi Gong. No matter what kind of unreasonable demands the other party made, he would cooperate properly and never make mistakes.
Now, in exchange for such treatment, isn't it sad?
Those who are not of my race must have different minds.
After Bi Gong and Bi Jing took refuge with the Japanese, they became half Japanese. Therefore, their hearts were as burnt as the Japanese.
Hearing that Du Juan kills someone is tantamount to letting go of the winning hand.
There must be a life and death battle between Wanhua Tower and Bi Gong and Bi Jing.
Now Wen Dujuan realizes from the difference between the two letters that Bi Gong is making plans and has to prepare to kill the enemy - "As soon as the winning hand is revealed, the finale is about to come to an end."
After Chen Baoxiang dealt with Du Juan, someone came to the door. It turned out to be Yu Shutong whom he had not seen for a long time.
Yu Shutong had a sullen face, and as soon as he entered the door, he pulled out his pistol and pressed it against Chen Baoxiang's chest.
"Boss Chen, I am the most worthy friend of Shutong. You understand that there are punishments and merits and rewards, right?"
Chen Baoxiang snorted and backed away with his hands raised.
"Now tell me, what are the people in this courtyard talking about?"
Chen Baoxiang didn't want to answer. Since Yu Shutong had defected to the Japanese, he would find all the information himself. He didn't want to associate with the Japanese or traitors.
"Sorry, I'm just a cook. I can't stop others from coming and going."
Yu Shutong opened the phone's head, the gun never leaving the vital point of Chen Baoxiang's chest.
"Boss Chen, as soon as I shoot, you will be dead. So, at the critical moment, it should be - when the father is dead and the mother is married, everyone takes care of themselves, right?"