My spy diary

Chapter 206 Summoning (asking for monthly ticket)

Chinese characters are extensive and profound
Some people are better known than heard, and meeting them is worse than hearing about them.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Dai Chunfeng took Zhang Yi and Mao Qiwu to meet Chang Moumou at the "Qielu" in Nanjing, where Chang Moumou worked and lived.

Chang had two official residences in Nanjing. Qielu was located on the campus of the Central Military Academy on Huangpu Road in Nanjing and was built in 29.

Another mansion is called "Xiaohongshan Official Residence", also known as Meix Palace. It is located in the scenic "Zhongshan" in Xuanx District of Jinling and is known as the "No. 1 Villa in the Far East".

Compared with Mao Qiwu's excitement and nervousness, Zhang Yi was only a little curious about Chang.

He wanted to see what this quiet man who loved to write a diary looked like.

Along the way, Dai Chunfeng kept reminding us to behave well in front of the Chairman and not embarrass ourselves.

For this purpose, Dai Chunfeng also talked about the scene when he was first summoned by Chang.

As soon as Boss Dai opened his mouth, Zhang Yi knew that what he said was half true and half false.

The so-called summons were nothing but an attempt to glorify himself. Boss Dai avoided talking about his past when he knelt down and begged Chang for a place in the secret investigation team during his time at the Whampoa Military Academy.

After all, Boss Dai also needs to save face.

Speaking of this secret investigation team, it has a long history. The team leader was Hu Mouan, and Dai was his errand boy at the time.

During the purge in 27, this person, under the order of Feng Chang, was the first to raise the butcher knife against his classmates at Huangpu and the Red Party.

When Chang was out of office, Hu, Dai Chunfeng and several of his men lived in their own homes. They had no money and couldn't even afford to eat...

Finally, they had no choice but to ask Chang, who was recuperating in his hometown, for funds. However, Chang was planning a comeback and had no time to summon them. The two could not get the money, so Dai Chunfeng had to go to Shanghai to borrow 100 oceans from Du Yuesheng.

On the night when the funds came back, everyone was full of hope for the future. They attempted to start with intelligence, secretly collecting private information about the chairman's opponents to add icing on the cake for the chairman's comeback.

Then when I woke up the next day, I found that Hu Mouan had run away with the money...

The group was at a loss and pawned all the things left in Hu Chou's house, but it was still not enough to eat. Finally, Boss Dai had no choice but to think of Du "the Great Kind Man", the boy who gave away money.

So he borrowed another 100 silver dollars. However, as the first day came, the second day came. The accountant of the secret investigation team saw that Chang was in a state of disarray, so he followed Hu's example and ran away with the silver dollars.

With nowhere else to go, the secret investigation team disbanded and Boss Dai went back to working on his own.

What's funny is that when Hu reappeared after the Anti-Japanese War, he had completely changed and started to believe in the Red Party.
"At that time, the secret investigation team was abolished and the investigation department was just established. I was appointed as the major adjutant of the Xuzhou Martial Law Command...

My duty was to investigate the enemy's internal movements and situations at the Xuzhou front. I remember the first time I sat in front of the principal's desk, my mind went blank. I couldn't remember many of the things I had prepared. My legs were shaking with excitement."

Boss Dai spoke in a teasing tone, but his brows were full of pride.

"The principal was practicing calligraphy at the time and gave me a piece of calligraphy that said 'hard work and excellence'.
He said that spy work is not easy, and that you have to endure hardships and grievances, and you have to risk losing your head. He told me about his concern and care. I am still flattered when I think about the principal's kindness in recognizing me."

"The reason I tell you all this is to let you know that the principal is very supportive of our work, so don't be too restrained and leave him the best first impression."

Seeing Mao Qiwu nodding repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice, Zhang Yi quickly agreed.

When they arrived at the gate of the official residence, the head of the guard team of the attendant room came out and whispered to Dai Chunfeng:
"The principal is in a good mood today."

Dai Chunfeng nodded. The captain of the guard team in the attendant's room was an old man from Huangpu who was recommended by him, so he was naturally on his side. Through this person, he could understand the old man's mood in time, guess his thoughts, and be ready to please the old man at any time.

Boss Dai went in first to report on his work, and after a while he brought Zhang Yi and Mao Qiwu in.

Chang was still awake at this time. When Zhang Yi went in, Chang was eating a midnight snack - Ningbo snacks - and reading a newspaper in a small dining room.

He used a western fork to pick up the snack and put it into his mouth, but there was not tea but boiled water next to it.

Seeing Zhang Yi and Mao Qiwu saluting, he did not show any reaction and continued eating his snacks.

Dai Chunfeng stood aside and said respectfully:
"Principal, this is Comrade Mao Qiwu whom I often mentioned to you. He played a big role in convincing Boss Du to provide manpower and weapons to the Loyal and Patriotic Army.
This is Zhang Yi. He was the one who uncovered the information about Japanese planes bombing Nanjing.
Now that something like this has happened, I would like to make some adjustments to your security, but the specific plan needs to be approved by the principal and his wife."

At this time, Chang looked up at Zhang Yi and Mao Qiwu, smiled slightly, but did not speak.

In the silence, Zhang Yi could clearly feel that Mao Qiwu beside him was trembling with nervousness...

He lowered his head and glanced at Chang. He saw that Chang was wearing pajamas, his thin face looked a little haggard, and only his bald head was shining under the light.

Chang ate another piece carefully before putting down his fork and looking at Zhang Yi and asking:

"How old are you? What position do you hold now?"

Chang speaks with a Jiangsu and Zhejiang accent, and speaks slowly and with long tones.

Zhang Yi stood at attention, put his feet together, saluted in a standard military salute, switched to Jiangzhe dialect, and said in a graceful manner:

"26 years old, currently the Chief of the Espionage Section of the Special Service Department's Operations Division."

As soon as Zhang Yi finished speaking, Dai Chunfeng rushed to say:
"He has just been promoted to deputy chief of the operations department. Although he is young, he is very mature and has a lot of experience in Japanese work."

"So you are from the same hometown. I remembered that I had signed the report on your promotion to lieutenant colonel. You must work hard under Yunong." Chang nodded with a smile.

Then he looked at Mao Qiwu:

"Yu Nong has also reported your situation to me. I am very happy that we have a talent like you in our team and that you can persuade Du Yuesheng, the old sly guy.
I heard that you have been in the Military Control Commission for a short time, can you tell me about your previous situation?"

Mao Qiwu thought that Chang would ask him the same question as he asked Zhang Yi...

When he was asked to describe the previous situation, he panicked instantly.

He swallowed, opened his mouth, and trembled a few times. For a moment, he felt like his brain had crashed and he didn't know where to start.

say what?
Did he say that he dropped out of the Huangpu branch because of his poor health? Or that he was a coward who worked as a secretary in a small county town for eight years, or that he killed his bride on his wedding night?
Each of these things sounds shameful.

Mao Qiwu opened his mouth for a long time but couldn't utter a word. He felt very uncomfortable at the moment, and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped from his forehead.

Dai Chunfeng knew that his old illness had recurred, so he quickly helped him out:
"Principal, Mao Qiwu and I are both Whampoa students. I have listened to your teachings and will never forget them.
It's just that he was unlucky at the moment and couldn't get into the organization right away.
Since joining the organization, he has been diligent and loyal, loyal to the organization and the principal, but he is not good at speaking, please forgive me." Chang was a little unhappy when he saw Mao Qiwu's awkward look, but now he was relieved after hearing what Boss Dai said. He nodded and picked up the cup to drink water.

At this time, crisp footsteps were heard, and Mrs. Song, wearing a silk cheongsam, walked in with a plate of fruit. Behind her was a servant, who brought a plate of snacks and a cup of black tea and placed them on the table in the living room.

After the servants left, she sat on the sofa, drinking black tea and enjoying snacks.

Chang got up and sat on the sofa next to him. He talked to Madam Song for a few words, then looked at Zhang Yi and the other two standing respectfully and said:
"You three are all important talents that are indispensable to the cause of the Party and the country. Please take a seat."

Mrs. Song looked a little unhappy when she heard this. She said nothing, put away the tray and turned to leave.

Chang looked calm and waved his hand:
"Come here, sit down."

Dai Chunfeng showed a hint of surprise between his eyebrows, because Principal Chang rarely gave such courtesy to his subordinates.

Zhang Yixin said, "When you give someone a gift, you must have something in mind."

Even if the person in power seems unfathomable, at this moment, for the sake of his own safety and to win the hearts of the people, Chang naturally has to show his approachable side.

If a few words of encouragement or some empty promises can make you take a bullet and risk your life for him, why not do it?

Sure enough, he glanced at Mao Qiwu next to him and saw that the guy's face was flushed with excitement. He looked extremely honored, and his palms hidden behind his back were sweaty.

"Sit down, there are no outsiders here." Chang pressed his hand heavily, insisting that the three of them sit down. He pointed at the snacks on the plate and said with a smile:

"This is a snack from my hometown Ningbo. My wife made it herself. Please try it."

Dai Chunfeng's buttocks, which were pressed against the edge of the sofa, rose up, and he said respectfully:
"Principal, you are very busy, and your wife made snacks for you so that you don't get tired. How dare we eat them?"

"You are all my good students. Don't be polite. Don't be restrained. Just be casual at home. Zhang Yi, you are young. You can give them a few pieces."

"Yes." Zhang Yi stood up and took a few snacks, handed them to Dai Chunfeng and Mao Qiwu, and started eating first. He took a bite and praised:
"Madam, you are a great cook. I haven't had any snacks from my hometown in years.
I am reminded of a sentence said by Master Tripitaka when Emperor Taizong of Tang Dynasty saw him off in Journey to the West.

I would rather love a pinch of soil in my hometown than a ton of gold in a foreign land.

The journey to the west to obtain the scriptures is long and arduous, and involves eighty-one difficulties.
During the war of resistance, I was lucky to be able to eat the delicious food of my hometown. Under the leadership of you and Director Dai, we will safeguard the safety of our leaders, defend the country's territory and sovereignty, and be loyal and brave, not afraid of sacrifice. "

"Well said, Yunong said that you are young but mature, and it is true." Chang clapped his hands happily and said:

"In the early years, I gave Yunong the words 'hard work and excellence'. Being a spy is not easy. Whether it is fighting for life or tempering into steel, it actually comes down to one sentence: you have to be willing to sacrifice."

Chang sighed, looked at Zhang Yi, showed a hint of interest, and asked:
"You're still reading? But you don't need to read novels. If you have time, read the Collected Works of Zeng Wenzheng."

"Yes, thank you for your guidance, Chairman."

Zhang Yi quickly stood up and saluted, but he was somewhat skeptical in his heart. It was said that Zeng Guofan was a good person, Li Hongzhang was a good official, and Zuo Zongtang was a good war fighter.

Chang did not learn Mr. Zuo's ability to fight and resist foreign humiliation, but he was cautious and persistent in character. He took "as long as his thoughts do not slip, there are always more solutions than problems" as his survival philosophy. He regarded the leader of suppressing the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom and the number one hero of the "Tongzhi Restoration" as a perfect man and his idol.

As a result, apart from learning the habit of keeping a diary, he didn't seem to have learned anything else.

Seeing that Zhang Yi and Chang were "having a very pleasant conversation", Dai Chunfeng glanced at Mao Qiwu and said nothing, "How could the Chairman remember you?"
Sometimes, the feelings between people are generated through walking or chatting. Without enough communication and impression, how can they know and understand you, and how can they promote you?

He carefully nudged Mao Qiwu with his elbow, and Mao quickly said:
"Although I have read Zeng Benzheng's collection of essays, I only have a vague understanding of them and do not understand their meaning. I am really ashamed. Compared with Director Dai, I am the principal's poor student."

When Chang heard this, his face instantly turned gloomy.

He made his fortune with the help of the Whampoa Military Academy, and the students of the Whampoa Military Academy were his wings and wealth.

Even for those who ran to the Red Party, he only hated them for not being loyal to him, but never said that they were bad students.

He snorted coldly and slapped the table:
“How can I possibly train students who are going on missions in my team?
People should never underestimate themselves. You said you have read Zeng Guofan's articles, but do you remember him saying that people should be sincere, but not hypocritical.

As he spoke, Chang glanced at him calmly and said:
"Yu Nong said you are very capable, so keep working hard."

Boss Dai saw that Chang was angry, so he quickly tried to smooth things over:

"Principal, you are right. You train talents."

He turned his head and glared at Mao Qiwu:

"The principal doesn't treat you as an outsider. Stop being so hypocritical and have some snacks."

Mao Qiwu timidly glanced at Chang, nodded repeatedly, picked up the snack in his hand and started eating.

People who often eat dim sum know that you have to hold it in one hand while eating it and catch the crumbs with the other hand.

Mao Qiwu didn't know whether he was nervous or something, but when he took a bite of the dessert, crumbs immediately fell everywhere. He tried to pick them up in a panic, but the dessert in his hand hit the coffee table, and a large piece of it rolled onto the ground.

The broken pieces finally rolled in front of a pair of high-heeled shoes. It turned out that Mrs. Song came over again.

She glared coldly at the trembling and embarrassed Mao Qiwu, but did not get angry. Instead, she sat down, patted the shoulder of Chang, who had a gloomy face and suppressed anger, and said in a friendly manner:

"Darling, it's getting late, let the guests go back."

With these words, Dai Chunfeng quickly stood up and pulled Mao Qiwu to apologize, took out a document from his arms, put it on the table respectfully, and said:
"Principal, this is the security deployment plan drafted by the students."

Chang nodded: "I see, I will let you know when the time comes."

"Yes."

Dai Chunfeng nodded, then signaled Zhang Yi and Mao Qiwu to salute and then stepped out.

Mr. Chang and Mrs. Song didn't say a word or move, and continued to enjoy their snacks.

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(End of this chapter)