"Geng, I'm glad you can come back." Mr. Fierlo leaned back on his chair with a smile on his face.
"Mr. Fierlo, I'm a little confused about what you mean." Geng Chaozhong stood opposite Fierlo, his face full of confusion.
"Yes, yes, we had some misunderstandings before, but I have already investigated and you just came to Paris a week ago. Besides, I don't have to worry too much about an Asian. So, please forgive me.
My presumption." Mr. Fierlo replied with a smile.
"So?" Geng Chaozhong asked tentatively.
"Of course, you are still my assistant," Mr. Fierlo smiled. "In addition, I will also give you a special allowance of 15 francs per week, how about it?"
"Well, thank you Mr. Fierlo, your generosity surprises me," Geng Chaozhong complimented appropriately, "but can you tell me why?"
"I've confirmed that the German regulations against Jews are not within your reach. You should have guessed the news through other channels," Filo said with regret on his face, "In fact, the logic you said is
That's right. Since the Germans want to attack the Jews, it is only a matter of time before they introduce this kind of law."
"Thank you. If you need anything, please feel free to ask me." Geng Chaozhong nodded and sat down in his original seat.
"Geng, I'm very curious about your career in China," Mr. Fierlo said with enthusiasm today. "According to your keen observation, your position in China should not be low, right?"
"Mr. Filo," Geng Chaozhong smiled at Filo, "In fact, I was also the deputy editor of a newspaper in China, but for some other reasons, I had to come to Europe, so I still
Thank you very much for taking me in."
"Let me guess," Mr. Fierlo narrowed his eyes, "is it because of the persecution of cultural people in Nanjing?"
"Yes, you guessed half of it right," Geng Chaozhong smiled, "but the more important reason is that I have an inseparable relationship with the wife of a senior government official, so..."
Geng Chaozhong spread his hands helplessly.
"Haha," Fierlo laughed, "Geng, this kind of thing is not a big deal in France. Here, the senior official will just throw a white handkerchief on your head to start a fight between men.
Duel."
"Yes, I also think it is shameful to use power to oppress others," Geng Chaozhong shrugged, "so I came to France."
"Okay Geng, you can fully display your talents here," Fierlo smiled, "I mean, you can write something you want to write. As long as you are quite forward-looking, I can even
I’ll open a column for you.”
"Thank you. What I lack most is foresight." Geng Chaozhong smiled proudly.
"Mr. Phillot, could I please have a gentleman named Charles Geng here?" The doorman at the newspaper office poked his head in.
"Yes, I am." Geng Chaozhong stood up.
"There is a Lolita lady looking for you." the boy said.
"Oh?" Geng Chaozhong and Mr. Fierlo both looked serious.
.........
There is a luxury carriage parked in front of the newspaper office. This is quite rare on the streets of Paris where cars have long been popularized. You must know that the cost of raising one of the most expensive Chevrolet cars is not as much as raising two famous horses. Only those
Only the richest and upper-class aristocrats who pay the most attention to retro style will still maintain this way of traveling.
"Please get in the car." The driver holding the whip said angrily.
Geng Chaozhong jumped on the car and got into the carriage - it was a very spacious luxury carriage. The carriage could accommodate four people sitting opposite each other. The furnishings in the carriage were extremely luxurious. In addition to embroidery from the French court, there were even
To a green night pearl.
And sitting in the deepest part of the carriage was Lady Lolita, whom she had heard of for a long time but had never seen.
However, this lady wearing a veil seemed somewhat familiar.
"Mr. Charles, are you having a good time in the newspaper office?" the lady said.
"Swallow?" Geng Chaozhong opened his mouth wide.
This voice, this figure, who else could it be but Yanzi?
A chuckle came, and the "Mrs. Lolita" in front of her lifted her veil, and it turned out to be Yanzi.
"Are you Mrs. Lolita?" Geng Chaozhong looked helplessly at the elegant and dignified Yanzi in front of him.
"Of course, don't you look like me?" Yanzi pulled the hem of her skirt and made a charming gesture.
"So, your previous husband..." Geng Chaozhong seemed to understand something.
"He is already very old and has heart problems. He only needs some small means..." Yanzi smiled slightly.
Geng Chaozhong's pupils shrank, and he shuddered a little - this Cheka agent who is only 18 years old and has a code name as cute as "Swallow" is undoubtedly an out-and-out beauty snake!
"You seem a little scared." Yanzi's smile was still innocent.
"No." Geng Chaozhong shook his head in denial.
"When you are with me, do you feel like you are holding a cold, poisonous tongue in your arms?" Yanzi looked at Geng Chaozhong with a smile, and accurately stated how Geng Chaozhong was feeling now.
"No, I 'enjoy' that feeling very much." Geng Chaozhong laughed at himself, maybe this is a real agent. Compared with it, Xiangzi is just a harmless pet.
"Geng, you don't need to worry," Yanzi seemed to understand what Geng Chaozhong was thinking, "My fangs will only face enemies, and you are my dearest comrade-in-arms."
"This is your 7,500 francs." Then Yanzi handed over a check, "I have already processed the previous check. This is a bond from the French Bank of Paris. You can redeem it anywhere in Europe."
"Thank you." Geng Chaozhong took the bond back into his arms.
"Bledsoe went to find Edmundo." Yanzi continued.
"Uh, I understand." Geng Chaozhong pursed his lips.
Edmundo already knows Bledsoe's identity, and I am afraid he will also suspect Yanzi. From this point of view, Edmundo is already a person who must die.
Geng Chaozhong felt a little uncomfortable in his heart - Belarus was the enemy of Soviet Russia, but it was not his own enemy. On the contrary, Edmundo was a very interesting friend.
"Geng, this is our life..." Yanzi pointed to the door of the carriage:
"It's time for you to leave. I wish you good luck with Mr. Filo. Also, don't forget that Mr. Filo is our most important prey."
"Yes, Mr. Fierlo is our most important prey." Geng Chaozhong nodded, turned and left the carriage.