This is a bustling road, with a row of shoe shine stalls along the street, and opposite the shoe shiner there is a small bench for customers to sit on.
Seeing someone wearing leather shoes passing by, the shoe shiner hurriedly solicited business: "Sir, would you like to shine shoes? I promise it will be fast and good..."
Jiang Xinyu stopped and sat opposite the shoe shiner. He looked behind him with the corner of his eyes and said to the shoe shiner: "Dark brown, don't get confused."
On the way here, he felt someone was following him!
"Don't worry, I can't be wrong. I can distinguish any color... Hey, these are good leather shoes. Look at the leather. It's been ruined by domestic shoe polish. How about I give you a try on imported shoe polish?" the shoe shiner said enthusiastically.
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Jiang Xinyu lit a cigarette and said, "Isn't it a fake?"
"Look what you said, if it's fake, you can just smash my stall." The shoe shiner said confidently.
Jiang Xinyu said: "Why are you smashing your stall? Just wipe it clean."
The shoe shiner started working skillfully. Jiang Xinyu glanced at it. The rough English logo on the iron box of shoe polish showed that it was a domestic counterfeit.
After observing for a while, he found nothing unusual. Jiang Xinyu thought to himself, could he have seen it wrong?
"Sir, the shoes are polished. Can you take a look?" said the shoe shiner.
Jiang Xinyu stood up, looked down and saw that his leather shoes were shiny and shiny, and said, "It's not bad."
The shoe shiner said proudly: "Let me tell you, such good leather shoes must be equipped with imported shoe polish..."
Jiang Xinyu paid for the shoeshine and said calmly: "In business, you must be honest. If you pass off inferior goods like this, if you encounter someone with a bad temper, you will really be ruined."
The shoe shiner chuckled and didn't know what to say.
Jiang Xin walked along the street for a while. As if he suddenly remembered something, he turned around and strode back.
A man wearing a wide-brimmed hat immediately ducked into the alley next to him.
Jiang Xinyu followed closely and finally found the stalker. He wanted to see who was monitoring him.
His first reaction was that the stalker was most likely someone sent by Shen Zhifeng.
The person in front of me was clearly a woman from the way she was dressed. She walked quickly without looking back, and in her panic, she ended up in a dead end.
When the pursuit was close, Jiang Xinyu looked at it carefully for a while. He was surprised at first, and then found it somewhat funny.
This man's back was so familiar that it gave Jiang Xinyu the illusion that time was going backwards and everything was back to where it started.
"Tongtong, don't run away!" Jiang Xinyu said loudly.
The person in front of him trembled, stopped suddenly, and then slowly turned around, with a face that looked more happy than embarrassed - it turned out to be Tong Tong, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.
"Why are you back?"
"Coming back by boat."
"..."
"Seeing me is like seeing a ghost. Am I so annoying to you?" Tong Tong pouted, looking unhappy.
Jiang Xinyu glanced at his watch. It was now 11:50. Since it was Tong Tong who was following him, there was no need to cancel the connection.
"I still have something to do. If you have anything to say, I'll talk to you later." Jiang Xinyu turned around and left.
Tong Tong followed closely and said from behind: "Where are you going?"
"Stop asking."
"Then, where should I wait for you?"
"What are you waiting for me for?"
"I haven't had lunch yet, and my stomach is growling."
Jiang Xinyu sighed in his heart. It seemed that if he didn't settle this trouble, he wouldn't want to go to the meeting smoothly. He thought for a while and said: "Not far to the north, there is a Rongji Dumpling Restaurant. Go there and wait.
I."
"How long?"
"Half an hour."
"oh……"
Rongji Dumpling House and Ruby Cafe are located in two directions, one in the south and the other in the north. Jiang Xinyu made this arrangement to keep Tong Tong away as much as possible.
In the Ruby Cafe, a man in a suit and leather suit had his back to the door, with a pack of Green Tree cigars on the table.
Judging from his age, he is probably around forty years old. His appearance is ordinary. He is neither ugly nor handsome among men. He is the kind of man who would not be found in a crowd.
Jiang Xinyu looked around. There were not many people in the cafe, so he found nothing unusual.
The waiter came over, bowed and said: "Sir, please come this way."
Jiang Xinyu said: "I'm here to find someone. There is a Mr. Xu who has booked box number three."
The waiter said: "Please wait a moment, let me take a look..."
The man stood up and said, "I'm here."
Jiang Xinyu turned around and pretended to be surprised and said, "Didn't you book a private room?"
Mr. Xu smiled and said: "There is air conditioning outside, it is cool, but it is too stuffy in the box."
After sitting down, the waiter asked: "What would you like to drink?"
"coffee."
"Same."
When the waiter walked away, Jiang Xinyu looked at Mr. Xu and said, "The observatory said it will rain tomorrow, but I don't know if it will rain."
"There is no rain in the first half of the month, but there will be heavy rain on the eighth day of the lunar month." Mr. Xu said.
"Hello."
"Hello."
"What's your last name?"
"My surname is Xu, Xu Li."
"Jiang Xinyu."
The two of them stretched out their hands across the table and shook them hard.
"Looking at the accent, are you from Zhejiang?" Jiang Xinyu asked.
Xu Fei said: "I'm from Quzhou, you don't seem to be from Yanjin, right?"
"My hometown is Jiangshan, and Quzhou is very close to Jiangshan. We can be considered true fellow villagers."
"I guess the organization also took this into consideration, so I was asked to be your liaison."
Jiang Xinyu nodded. With this relationship, it would indeed be more convenient to meet.
The waiter brought the coffee and bowed away.
Xu Fei picked up the spoon, gently stirred the sugar cubes in the coffee, and whispered: "Should I say it first, or you?"
"You first." Jiang Xinyu said, keeping his eyes on the people coming and going in front of the cafe.
"My public identity is that I am a Chinese language teacher at Yanjin Girls' High School. In the middle of the year, the Zhejiang Guild Hall will hold a hometown reunion. You can go and attend. We will naturally communicate with each other in the name of fellow villagers."
"OK."
"In addition, based on the information you provided, we have found out what the building in the salt factory yard is used for."
"Is it an arsenal?"
"No, it's a pharmaceutical factory."
"Pharmaceutical factory?"
"Yes, and we only produce one kind of medicine."
"What medicine?"
"penicillin!"
Jiang Xinyu was surprised. He originally thought it was a secret arsenal, but he never thought it was a pharmaceutical factory. It was incredible that it could produce such a scarce life-saving drug as penicillin.
"Is the information accurate?"
"Absolutely accurate, we bribed a deputy platoon leader in charge of security."
"The problem is that our country cannot produce the drug penicillin at all..."
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