Courtyard House: A System Connecting Two Worlds, Resources for the Nation

At No. 95 Nanluoguxiang, a telephone installer is connecting the last wire, and the courtyard is already crowded with people.

At that time, telephones were an absolute rarity, especially this year when social order has been severely impacted, and the development and construction of telecommunications networks have even regressed.

Most of the telephones serve government agencies, the military, large enterprises and institutions, and a very small number of senior officials.

People like Zhou Feng, whose homes are able to have telephones installed, are extremely rare.

With Zhou Feng and Bai Ling standing there, everyone except Qin Jingru and Lou Xiao'e consciously hid outside the passageway or the hanging flower gate.

Who in the entire alley doesn't know Zhou Feng's name?

To put it bluntly, in other courtyards, Zhou Feng's name is even used to scare children, which shows how much the neighbors have exaggerated his reputation.

Even those who didn't know that Sha Zhu had been arrested because of him, now that they saw that Zhou Feng's house had a telephone installed, were convinced that Zhou Feng was not someone to be trifled with.

Zhou Feng stood under the eaves, watching the installer run the telephone line into the house and connect it to the telephone on the windowsill. He casually asked, "Where did the telephone line come from?"

"Reporting...reporting to the leader! The cable was pulled from the street switchboard!"

His face showed a hint of nervousness, and beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks: "Don't worry, sir, the lines are all connected and ready to use!"

As he spoke, he picked up the microphone and tested it. A long beep came from the receiver, proving that the line was indeed connected.

Zhou Feng nodded, took a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator, poured it into a paper cup, and handed it over: "You've worked hard, have some water."

The installer accepted the package with both hands and thanked him repeatedly.

After finishing it in one gulp, he didn't dare linger. He quickly packed up his tools and left the yard.

Only Zhou Feng, Bai Ling, Qin Jingru, and Lou Xiao'e remained in the room.

The others wanted to get a closer look at this novel device, but Zhou Feng and his group could only dream about it.

Qin Jingru curiously approached the telephone, looking it over from left to right. She considered touching it but then withdrew her hand, turning to Zhou Feng: "Brother Zhou Feng, can this thing really talk to people hundreds of miles away?"

"Yes, it's possible, but right now it can only be used to answer phone calls."

Zhou Feng rubbed her head and a smile appeared on his face.

Telephone penetration was so low in this era that he didn't know other people's numbers or who he could call.

Just as Qin Jingru was about to say something, the phone on the table suddenly rang, startling her. She instinctively took half a step back and leaned against Zhou Feng's chest, while Lou Xiao'e immediately grabbed Zhou Feng's other arm.

Bai Ling reached for the microphone and held it to her ear: "Feed?"

Sun Yue's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Great! I knew it was right to give them priority for installing phones at your place! There's something you need to tell Comrade Zhou Feng..."

Bai Ling talked to the other party on the phone for a few minutes before hanging up, then looked at Zhou Feng with a strange expression.

"What is it?"

Zhou Feng raised an eyebrow at her with some curiosity.

"Director Sun said they took someone away, claiming he was the secretary of a high-ranking leader in the Ministry of Metallurgy, and that he was inquiring about you at the street office."

"Ask me about me? Why would you ask me?"

Bai Ling shook her head: "They didn't start by investigating you. That person first checked Sha Zhu's detention records, but couldn't find anything. Then they turned around and started asking other people about your situation."

"Silly Pillar...Ministry of Metallurgy...Secretary..."

Zhou Feng suddenly slapped his forehead in realization: "Do you remember when we got married, Sha Zhu came and caused trouble, and then he was taken back by the Special Operations Unit? Didn't he say he was going to cook for the big boss? I guess that's him."

"This chef is really something. He managed to get a minister involved in cooking a meal. I guess I'm just basking in his glory."

Hearing Zhou Feng's words, Bai Ling also found them somewhat absurd, and frowned slightly as she looked at him: "Are you sure? Do you know that high-ranking leader?"

"Of course I'm sure! I don't know that leader, but if you don't believe me, just go ask him. It's definitely true."

Zhou Feng waved to Bai Ling, who didn't ask any further questions and turned to walk outside.

As for whether or not to release Sha Zhu, that's entirely up to the Special Operations Division.

However, it seems unlikely that Sha Zhu will be able to get out. After all, he just made such a great contribution to the Dragon Kingdom in the Siheyuan World, so Sha Zhu is nothing in comparison.

Qin Jingru called out from behind, "Sister Bai Ling, be careful!"

Zhou Feng only received a helpless glance back from Bai Ling, and he reached out and vigorously rubbed her head: "Your sister Bai Ling is going to interrogate someone else, not being interrogated herself, so what's there to be careful about?"

"Hehehe."

The latter chuckled a few times and then pulled Lou Xiao'e to examine the telephone.

She wasn't really stupid; she just let herself go after discovering that Zhou Feng and Bai Ling preferred her original personality.

Anyway, given her personality and emotional intelligence, trying to act cautious and prudent would only result in a haphazard and ineffective performance, so she might as well just say whatever she wants.

As long as you don't say anything wrong, the worst that can happen is that Brother Zhou Feng will pin you down and hit you a couple of times!

Although I had never been pressed down on someone's knees since I was a child, I got used to it after a few times.

At this moment, inside the Special Operations Unit, Song Wenyuan was no longer as at ease as before; instead, he seemed somewhat impatient.

He's been sitting here for an hour!

Although no one was watching him, no one paid any attention to him either, as if he were being ignored.

After reciting the lines in my mind several times, I've almost forgotten them all!

Just then, footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.