The time was already September, and the battle of Wuhan that Chen Xiu had not paid attention to, and the relevant news began to enter his ears.

The devil's offensive was fierce, and the defenders were defeated and retreated.

And these news came to his ears by overseas Japanese businessmen.

The Battle of Wuhan finally led to a surprise attack on Guangdong by the Japanese army...... That's right, because the Japanese army attacked Guangdong and the Guangdong-Hankou railway was cut off, Wuhan was not worth defending with heavy troops.

But now, there is still some time before the Japanese army attacks Guangdong, what should he do?

Alert the top brass of the national army?

But is it reminded that they will listen?

He frowned, sat in his room, and thought.

To be honest, the power in his hands is still too weak, and it is difficult to change the course of a war.

What's more, who would listen to a young man?

However, what if this news is known to the national army or the Eighth Route in the form of intelligence?

Tapping his fingers on the table, Chen Xiu narrowed his eyes, now, what if he passed through Wang Xiaogang and Song Ying on the other side of the base as his identity?

To tell the truth, on the side of the Eighth Road and the National Army, sometimes the news leaks like a sieve, and if he does this rashly, he will only expose himself.

It's just that if you don't do something, you always feel sorry for your conscience.

At such a time when the country arrived, millions of people were fighting the Japanese army on the battlefield regardless of their own safety, and he actually had nothing to fear, but this intelligence station was finally established, and it would be a pity if it was abandoned like this.

Although these shops were all set up by the Japanese army, it was really simple for Chen Xiu to hear some of the news. After all, there are only a few private rooms, and you can hear what the people in the box are saying with a local telephone.

And this earthen phone, in the box, was just decorated by Chen Xiu into some simple decorations.

No one would have thought that a few bamboo tubes would be eavesdroppers.

In another room, this information is collected and recorded.

Although today is only the first day of official opening.

However, there are many Japanese people who come to eat.

There are also many Japanese people who drink tea and chat.

The bar is not open, and in the evening, the bar is afraid to be full.

As for Chen Xiu, he naturally wants to go to the bar. Otherwise, I'm afraid my subordinates won't be able to keep busy with the matter of bartending.

However, it was also dark, and Chen Xiu was still worried about Qin Yang and what happened to them now, whether they escaped or not.

Shaking his head, he didn't think about it anymore, no matter what, this matter had nothing to do with him Hyakku Kogoro! The more worried you are, the greater your risk of exposure.

"Young master, the bar is about to open, and now there are many people waiting at the door." Han Song knocked on Chen Xiu's door.

Chen Xiu's thinking was interrupted, the bar officially opened for the first time, and as the owner, he still needed to take a look. However, there shouldn't be too many Japanese officers tonight.

After all, something big had happened, and the Japanese officers themselves were already overwhelmed.

These days, it's enough for them to be busy.

Chen Xiu said he didn't mean it, but did it intentionally.

The reputation of the bar will ferment among young people first.

By the time we arrived at the Customs Street Bar, the bar was already open, and the people waiting outside had already entered.

In this era, the area of a shop was not small, so most of the Japanese-style buildings had courtyards, and the same was true for all the shops on this street.

Because of the special nature of the bar, when it was built, he walked through the back door a little bit on Yonekura Yumatsu's side, so he renovated it, and the size of the bar was larger than that of restaurants and teahouses.

When I walked in, the band was already singing.

At this time, guitars and drum kits have already appeared, but they are still quite rare in China, and some can still be seen in Japan, after all, they are Western instruments.

For this band, Chen Xiu also worked hard to bring back musical instruments, guitar, piano, and drums......

All in all, very Western.

As for whether it will be used or not, hehe, he himself will! However, that doesn't mean he's invited someone to the meeting! In this era, some people who know the piano are probably the children of rich families, and it is really impossible for them to perform.

Luckily, there is a gramophone.

Chen Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, the lead singer or something, he still worked hard to find one, well, he pit the son of a Japanese overseas Chinese businessman, his name is Ryota Shiromoto, he is good-looking, tall, and so-so, he has a meter seven, the most important thing is that he has been to the United States! I know a little bit about Western musical instruments and English, and I have studied piano before.

Now, it's Ryota Jomoto who plays and sings by himself, and his voice has been amplified by the microphone of this era, which is not bad.

The young people at the bottom have long been seated in their own places, basically serving one waiter at a table.

"Mr. Hyakwu is here!" I don't know who shouted like this, and Chen Xiu was exposed!

Most of the people who came to the bar today had seen the customs street last night, and Chen Xiulu's hand, the cool and colorful wine, even His Excellency the Commander drank it.

The young man loves face and is curious, but he is constantly looking at Chen Xiu at this time.

It just so happened that a song stopped.

Ryota Castlemoto stood up and said with a smile in front of the microphone, "Gentlemen, let's invite Baiwujun to come up to the stage and say a few words?" ”

"Good!"

"Good!"

In desperation, Chen Xiu had no choice but to go on stage, stood in front of the microphone, and glanced at Ryota Castlemoto. "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you very much for being able to support the shop!"

"Haha, Baiwujun can also play the piano!" Ryota Castlemoto said with a smile on the side, while Chen Xiu rolled his eyes, that's right, he also paid the price for bringing Ryota Castlemoto over.

"Let's do it!"

"Hyakutake-san, can you open our eyes?" A woman in a foreign dress stood up and said to Chen Xiudao in Japanese.

"Then it's a laugh." Chen Xiu was helpless, "I will play a piano song, the name is Kikujiro's summer, although summer is approaching now, I still hope that you can have a happy and beautiful summer." ”

After speaking, Chen Xiu sat down in front of the piano, first played a few notes casually, and then began to play.

The overall melody of "Kikujiro's Summer" is very cheerful, and it is still very suitable for mobilizing the atmosphere.

After just a few notes, everyone's mood relaxed.

When we reached the middle, there were no more speakers in the room, and they were all listening quietly.

Music knows no borders.

Chen Xiu really agrees with this. When he first heard this song, he was in a very low mood, but after listening to this song, his mood was much better.

Good music can always enter people's hearts.

And this song is also one of Chen Xiu's favorite tunes.

Next to a black and white piano, a young man in a white shirt and black suit played wantonly, and the notes continued to flow out with the rhythm of his fingertips.

Chen Xiu also closed his eyes and played with his heart.