Anti-Japanese Ace Agent

Chapter 218
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the not-so-spacious living room became a little ambiguous.And just at this time, the chandelier, which was still bright just now, may be a little dim due to the unstable voltage at this time.

As the light in the living room gradually dimmed, Wang Feng and Zhao Qiaoyun, the two of them had been standing opposite each other, and the distance between them was only one step away.Even within this short distance, neither of them took half a step forward, and both stayed where they were.

After seeing this scene, Wang Feng, who was first relieved of his senses, suddenly felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and immediately began to speak and changed the subject: "By the way, Qiao Yun, you haven't eaten dinner yet. Or, I'll go to the kitchen to cook, and you sit on the couch for a while."

"No need, Wang Feng. I've already prepared dinner, and I'm waiting for you to come back. The food is placed on the table behind you. I'm afraid that the food will be cold, so I specially use a large bowl to put all the food on the plate. Hold on. You came back tonight earlier than I expected. If you go to eat now, the food should still be hot. Come on, let's stop standing here, it looks weird, let's have dinner together .

"By the way, you can also taste the food I cook today. I don't know if it suits your taste. If you don't think it's delicious, you can eat more. If you think it's delicious, then Open your stomach and eat more together, I cooked a total of six dishes. My meal itself is not very big, and I will leave the task of eating all the dishes on the plate to you."

Zhao Qiaoyun, who kept her head down, heard that Wang Feng who was standing in front of her changed the subject, then slowly raised her head to look at Wang Feng's face, and remembered that she had been cooking for half an hour by herself. After dinner, he said with a little complacency.

"As soon as I smelled it, I thought the dishes on this plate must be delicious. Unexpectedly, Qiaoyun, you don't usually cook, but once you make a move, the food here is still very good."

After Wang Feng turned around, he sniffed lightly with his nose, and immediately smelled the aroma of vegetables floating over from the dining table opposite, and immediately turned around again, facing him standing in the same place, not knowing what to do first. Zhao Qiaoyun, who stepped forward with that foot, praised it without hesitation.

"Wang Feng, you haven't eaten yet, so don't praise me. It's not too late to praise me when you eat the food later. Alright, if we continue here and talk, the food may I have to wait a while longer. If the food is cold, it will not taste good. If it is heated in the kitchen, the taste of the food will not be as good as it was when it first came out. Okay, we are all busy It's been a day, let's go over to have dinner."

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhao Qiaoyun finally decided not to step forward with her right foot. When she just stepped out with one right foot, she heard Wang Feng's praise, and immediately blushed her cheeks. He lowered his head shyly, but thinking that if he continued to talk like this, the food would probably be cold, so he took a step forward and said as he walked towards the dining table.

Next, Wang Feng and Zhao Qiaoyun came to the dining table one after the other, and the two of them sat facing each other, eating with relish the sumptuous dinner cooked by Zhao Qiaoyun himself. .

On this side Wang Feng and Zhao Qiaoyun had just started having dinner, on the other side Li Boru and Li Xiaodan's father and daughter had already finished their dinner.After receiving the guarantee from her father and daughter that Wang Feng would not be subject to any investigations within the military command for the time being, she was in a good mood, and went back to her room, reading the petty bourgeoisie literary supplements that were popular at the time. The woman reported.

Seeing his daughter returned to the bedroom to read the women's newspaper, Li Boru came to the living room, and picked up the "Shangjiang News" purchased from the street from the coffee table in the living room. 》, and walked back to a forbidden place in the Li mansion—his study with vigorous but slightly heavy steps.

Li Boru, who had just sat on the chair inside the desk for less than 5 minutes, before his ass/butt was warmed up, he heard two "bang bang" knocks outside the closed study door The sound was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for Li Boru, who was sitting in the study and holding the "Shangjiang News" in both hands, to hear it.

"Secretary Sun, come in!" After hearing the two sound knocks on the door, Li Boru slowly raised his head, glanced at the closed door of the study room, and then lowered his head again Go, his eyes fell on the page of the "Shangjiang News" that was facing him in his hands, and he paused word by word.

As soon as Li Boru's voice fell, there was a "squeak", and a man walked in from outside, wearing a black suit and a black woolen windbreaker over his upper body, neatly combed hair, wearing a black suit. The young man with glasses, walking on thin ice, walked to the front of the desk.

"Station Master, I heard from the housekeeper that you have something important to ask me, and please tell me, Zhicheng, that Zhicheng will do his best for the station master." The bookish man stood still at the desk. Before and after, he first took a deep breath, and after he had settled down, he leaned forward slightly, and said in a gentle tone with a tentative tone.

"Zhicheng, you came at a good time. You used to be the editor-in-chief of our Shangjiang City newspaper. After Shangjiang City was occupied by the Japanese, I placed you in the "Shangjiang New Government Newspaper" sponsored by the Wang puppet government. As the president of the newspaper, based on your many years of experience in running newspapers, and your knowledge of the people in the newspaper circle that are distributed on the market and selfishly distributed in the entire Shangjiang City, you can take this newspaper to me and have a good look at it. , tell me after you read it, who wrote this newspaper?"

Li Boru handed the copy of "Shangjiang News" in his hand to the young man named Zhicheng who was standing in front of the desk, smiling without anger.

The young man named Zhicheng standing in front of the desk, after taking the newspaper from Li Boru, carefully and carefully browsed through all the pages of the newspaper, he rearranged the newspaper neatly, respectfully Passed it to Li Boru, who was sitting on the chair inside the desk, and said firmly and convincingly: "Station Master, from the humble point of view, this newspaper is probably the underground party organization lurking in Shangjiang City. It was run in secret. I, Sun Zhicheng, dare to guarantee with my head that this Jedi is a newspaper they run privately."

"Zhicheng, you really haven't been the president of the newspaper office of the Wang puppet government for nothing in the past few years. In the huge city of Shangjiang, there is only such a copy with rough printing quality and extremely poor paper quality. Moreover, The underground newspapers, which are also very cheap, almost publish reports one after another exposing the crimes of the Japanese and the traitorous acts of the puppet government. Except for the underground party members who can do such things, I'm afraid no one else will be able to do it."

Li Boru immediately stood up, put the newspaper on the desk, walked to the side of Sun Zhicheng who was standing in front of the desk, stretched out a hand, patted him immediately on the shoulder, changed the subject, and said: "Zhicheng, you said, the underground party members can start such a newspaper without permission, and our military commander can't fall behind them. What do you think we can also start a newspaper like this, called "Shangjiang City How about the Newspaper?"

(End of this chapter)