Anti-Japanese Ace Agent

Chapter 425 The old lover met again

After thinking about it, Wang Feng, who was standing in front of the desk, turned around, grabbed the phone receiver with his body temperature still on it with his left hand, and put it next to his left ear, and pulled the phone receiver on the phone base back and forth with his right hand. The number button (an old-fashioned telephone set in the Republic of China) connected to the office of Zhao Qiaoyun, Chief of the Intelligence Section of the No. 76 Secret Service.

As soon as the call was connected, Wang Feng eagerly asked the receiver: "Hi, I'm Wang Feng, are you Zhao Qiaoyun, the chief of the intelligence department?"

After learning the lesson of telling the story without asking the name last time, even though Wang Feng really wanted to tell Zhao Qiaoyun the matter first, he still felt quite vigilant that he should first confirm who the person answering the phone was. It's not Zhao Qiaoyun who makes the decision.

As soon as Wang Feng's words fell, a very familiar and slightly gentle voice came from the receiver: "Yes, Director Wang, I'm Zhao Qiaoyun, may I ask you, Director, what can you do with me?" ?”

After hearing Zhao Qiaoyun's familiar voice and her questioning, Wang Feng was completely relieved immediately.And, he breathed a sigh of relief that the person on the other end of the phone was Zhao Qiaoyun himself.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Feng went straight to the topic and said, "Section Chief Zhao, I have an urgent matter for you, please put aside the work at hand and come to my office immediately. It's inconvenient to talk over the phone, you'd better come over in person, let's talk face to face."

After saying this, Wang Feng was afraid that Zhao Qiaoyun would think that he was violating the discipline of the underground party organization, and refused his request for a face-to-face detailed discussion just because he wanted to see her because he missed her.

So, after Wang Feng finished speaking, he didn't even think about it. It was too late to say it, and soon, with a "bang", he put the phone receiver on the base of the phone, and hung up the phone. up.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Feng tidied up his clothes before sitting back on the chair inside the desk.And, as usual, he leaned back on the back of the chair, squinted his eyes slightly, and acted as if nothing had happened, but his whole body was still highly tense.

Because at this time Wang Feng was afraid that he would hang up the phone right after he finished speaking, what if Zhao Qiaoyun didn't follow his instructions on the phone and didn't come to the office to look for him.Thinking of this, Wang Feng's heart was filled with fifteen buckets of water - up and down, he still had no foundation in his heart, so he deliberately pretended to be very relaxed.

After Wang Fengku sat down for about 2 minutes from the time he hung up the phone and started counting, he heard two knocks on the door.

Just now, Wang Feng, who was still secretly thinking about what he would do if Zhao Qiaoyun didn't come, was suddenly awakened by these two knocks on the door. He immediately changed from the posture of leaning on the back of the chair to Sit upright.

Because he didn't want to see Zhao Qiaoyun's sloppy look when he came in later, he had to leave a good impression in Zhao Qiaoyun's mind.Especially in the face of the current complicated situation, he should be like this.

Wang Feng, who didn't have time to think about it, sat on the chair. After adjusting his posture, he deliberately coughed twice. While clearing his throat, he used this to strengthen himself and said: " Cough, what, Section Chief Zhao, please come in!"

As soon as Wang Feng finished speaking, the door of the office was opened from the outside with a "squeak". Sure enough, the person who walked in was Zhao Qiaoyun.

After Zhao Qiaoyun walked in, she closed the office door from the inside, then turned around and walked to the desk with vigorous steps.

Two steps away from the desk, Zhao Qiaoyun stopped in her tracks, raised her head, and faced Wang Feng, who was sitting on the chair across the desk, hesitated for a moment, then gently parted her red lips, Inquiry: "Report to the director, Zhao Qiaoyun, the chief of the intelligence section, has been ordered to report here, please give instructions to the director."

Originally, in Wang Feng's view, the two of them hadn't seen each other for two days, but now they met suddenly, they should feel very kind to each other.However, after listening to what Zhao Qiaoyun said routinely, the gap in his heart was so great that he couldn't imagine it, and he suddenly became a little disappointed.

The listless Wang Feng stood up from the pins and needles chair, leaned forward, first glanced at Zhao Qiaoyun who was facing him across the desk and was staring at him unblinkingly, then stretched out his left hand and pointed to the desk. A chair on the side of the table gave orders in a very flat tone: "Then what, Section Chief Zhao, don't be so anxious."

"You take that chair and sit down on the seat facing me. As for what I want to talk to you about, let's sit down and talk slowly. I won't be able to finish talking to you for a while. Yes, I still need your help to process some documents and materials for me later, it’s definitely not okay for you to just stand like this, so hurry up and move that chair over and sit down.”

As for Zhao Qiaoyun, who was standing two steps away from the desk, after hearing Wang Feng's polite instructions, what she originally thought on the way to Linlai was to stand a little away from Wang Fengyuan, Listen to him give all the instructions, so that she can return to her office and continue with the work at hand.

Because during the two days when she couldn't see Wang Feng, Zhao Qiaoyun also struggled a lot, whether she wanted her brother Wang Feng to maintain a kind of friendship beyond the revolution when he was doing underground organization work, but he couldn't say no. Unclear relationship between men and women.

In the end, Zhao Qiaoyun weighed the pros and cons in her heart, and she decided that she should stop thinking about the personal relationship with Wang Feng for the time being, and devote herself to the revolutionary work without driving the Japanese devils out of her homeland.

In Zhao Qiaoyun's opinion after careful consideration, after all, Wang Feng is already Sadako Ono's fiancé on the surface, if she has maintained a close relationship with Wang Feng, it must be very inappropriate.In order for Wang Feng to fully gain the trust of the Ono brothers and sisters, and to prevent Ono Sadako from being jealous, he must keep a certain distance from Wang Feng.

This made Zhao Qiaoyun strict and demanding on herself, no matter in public or in private, she must keep a certain distance from Wang Feng in line with her words and deeds.

It was precisely because of this idea that at this moment, Zhao Qiaoyun, who was standing in the director's office on the fifth floor of No. 76 Secret Service, was speaking routinely when facing Wang Feng. Much colder than ever.

Since Wang Feng couldn't say anything clearly after two or three sentences, Zhao Qiaoyun followed Wang Feng's order after hesitating for a while, and she stepped forward and moved the chair not far away to the office. The table was directly opposite to where Wang Feng was, and he sat down very calmly.

Standing inside the desk, Wang Feng observed Zhao Qiaoyun's every move, from when Zhao Qiaoyun moved the chair until she sat down, he had a panoramic view of the whole process.What disappointed him was that during the process, he found that Zhao Qiaoyun hadn't looked at him from the beginning to the end, but was focused on moving the chair, completely ignoring the existence of him, like transparent air, Immediately, he felt a chill in his heart.

Seeing Zhao Qiaoyun sitting on the chair directly opposite him in a straight posture, Wang Feng was stunned for a moment, and then he also sat back on the chair.Just like that, the two sat facing each other, with their eyes facing each other, Wang Feng's eyes were enthusiastic, while Zhao Qiaoyun's were indifferent.

(End of this chapter)