After having dinner at the Du Mansion, Wang Xinheng drove Feng Chen home in a car. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When the car passed by the Paramount Song Hall, Wang Xinheng made a "uh" sound and slowly braked the car.

"Why is he here?" Wang Xinheng asked.

"What's wrong? Brother Wang. Feng Chen, who was in the passenger seat, closed his eyes and asked.

"Look, isn't that Huang Jun, the confidential secretary of the Executive Yuan? What is he doing in Shanghai? Wang Xinheng pointed through the car window and pointed to the gate of Paramount with his hand.

At the gate of Paramount Gate, under the bright lights, Huang Jun, the confidential secretary of the Executive Yuan of the National Government, was standing there talking and laughing with a beautiful young girl, and the two seemed very close.

This Huang Jun Feng Chen has heard of it, it is said that he is literate at the age of four, can compose poetry at the age of seven, and has been known as a prodigy since he was a child, and once served as Liang Qichao's secretary after completing his studies, after the collapse of the Beiyang government, Huang Jun came to work in the Nanjing National Government through the introduction of old acquaintances.

With his talent and his ability to slap horses, Huang Jun quickly won the appreciation and trust of the party and government dignitaries in the Nationalist Government, and was later promoted by Wang Jingwei, president of the Executive Yuan, to become the confidential secretary of the Executive Yuan.

The confidential secretary of the Executive Yuan is second only to the secretary general of the Executive Yuan, so Huang Jun is able to participate in the military meetings of the Nationalist Government at the highest level, and has all kinds of most confidential documents in his hands.

"Who's that woman?" Wang Xinheng then asked.

"At night, I can't see it clearly." In fact, Feng Chen could see clearly that the girl who was talking to Huang Jun was Nanzao Yunzi under the pseudonym Liao Yaquan, codenamed Acacia Dou.

"This Huang Jun, it's really dangerous to go in and out of this kind of occasion casually!" Wang Xinheng said.

"Let's go, big brother, you're really worried." Feng Chen urged Wang Xinheng.

"It would be nice to have a camera." Wang Xinheng said.

"What? Are you spying on Huang Jun? Feng Chen asked.

"It's not surveillance, now that the Sino-Japanese war is about to break out, this person has a lot of important secrets of the party-state, and once the secrets are leaked, the consequences will be unimaginable." Wang Xinheng looked very worried.

"Big brother, let's go, I'm sleepy, besides, your scope of work is in Hong Kong, and the matter here, you can call and hand it over to Shen Zui and them to deal with it later." Feng Chen urged Wang Xinheng again.

Wang Xinheng didn't speak, silently started the car and drove forward.

"Brother, do you think China and Japan can really fight? If a fight does start, where will it start? Wang Xinheng asked while driving the car.

"Looking at the current situation, we must fight, as for where to start the fight first, I think it is still North China, because the troops we have deployed in North China are weak, and they are all miscellaneous armies." Feng Chen analyzed.

"I think so too, but I still have a suggestion that has been reported to Chief Dai Lidai." Wang Xinheng turned his head and glanced at Feng Chen.

"What advice?" Feng Chen asked.

"Once there is a fight on the Pingjin side, we should immediately mobilize elite troops and kill the Japanese marines stationed here in Shanghai, although their marines stationed here are only more than 3,000 people, but Shanghai is too close to the capital after all!" Wang Xinheng said with a sigh.

"Brother Wang's suggestion is very good, I don't know if Chief Dai can report it to the chairman."

Feng Chen felt that Wang Xinheng's idea was very practical, but in this way, it was very likely that the war would be burned directly to Shanghai.

"It depends on the chairman's determination, blindly backing down is not a way!" Wang Xinheng said.

"As long as the KMT and the CCP cooperate sincerely, it should not be a problem to defeat little Japan." Feng Chen wanted to hear about the progress of the cooperation between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party from Wang Xinheng, so he brought the topic to this.

"Hehe, count on those broken guns of the Communist Party? Brother Feng, you are too naïve. Wang Xinheng smiled contemptuously and said.

"Big brother, these broken guns in your eyes, didn't they still beat Chairman Jiang back then?" Feng Chen retorted to Wang Xinheng.

"I said, brother, are you still in contact with the Communist Party?" Wang Xinheng tilted his head and looked at it slyly.

"I thought so! But what kind of statement did that bullshit you and Shen get drunk make, and people still dare to ask me? I just think that the KMT and the CCP are like two brothers, united, and outsiders will not dare to bully us. Feng Chen leaned towards the passenger seat and said.

"Brother, to tell you the truth, this time only three divisions of the Communist Party were given, according to the original intention of the chairman, only one division was given, the Communist Party did not agree, and fought for it repeatedly, so two more divisions were added, you say, three divisions with broken equipment, what can they do? Isn't it cannon fodder to fight with the Japanese? ”

Wang Xinheng has always been prejudiced against the Red Army.

"Big brother, if you don't want to be cannon fodder, whether you resist Japan or not, you still have to rely on facts to speak, it's not something you and me worry about." As he spoke, Wang Xinheng slowly stopped the car.

"It's here, I'll go to congratulate you on the opening of your magazine tomorrow!" Wang Xinheng tilted his head and said.

"There will be no official opening tomorrow, I want to choose a date and let Mr. Du Yuesheng Du cut it." Feng Chen said as he got out of the car.

"Then when you officially open, I may not be in Shanghai, I will go back to Nanjing the day after tomorrow to report on work, and I will go back to Hong Kong directly, and tomorrow I will still call Shen Zui and congratulate in advance." Wang Xinheng looked sincere.

"In that case, I'll be waiting for you in the editorial office tomorrow." Feng Chen nodded in agreement.

Wang Xinheng turned the car around, kicked the accelerator, and quickly got out of Renai Alley.

Feng Chen turned around and returned home, and saw his sister Feng Wan sitting in the living room with an excited face, as if she was waiting for her to come back.

"Brother, are you back?"

"Your sister-in-law?"

"She's sleeping."

"You don't sleep like that?"

"I'll wait for you to come back, I have a few questions for you."

"Teach me, please? You are a top student at Fudan University, do you have any questions? Feng Chen stared at his sister up and down.

"Don't look at me like that, let me ask you, do you know Yan'an?" Feng Wan tilted her head and looked at Feng Chen with big eyes and asked.

Feng Chen was shocked, he didn't know why his sister suddenly asked such a question.

"Yan'an? What is this place for, you ask? Feng Chen asked rhetorically.

"Oh, I ask if you know this place?" Feng Wan was coquettish.

"Yan'an is located in northern Shaanxi, originally called Fushi County, in January this year, the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China stationed in Fushi County, and then set up Yan'an City in the urban area, that is, this place is now the seat of the Central Committee of the Communist Party." Feng Chen patiently answered Feng Wan.

"That's definitely a good place!" Feng Wan said.

"Feng Wan, why did you suddenly ask about this place today?" Feng Chen asked suspiciously.

"Today, the president invited a representative of the Communist Party to give a speech at our school, and he said that China's future and hope for the future are in Yan'an, and he said that although the material poverty is there, the spirit is very rich." Feng Wan said yearningly.

"Representatives of the Communist Party in peace talks?" Feng Chen asked.

"Uh-huh." Feng Wan nodded.

"Do you know what his name is?" Feng Chen asked.

"Called...... Ann what...... Come on, by the way, it seems to be called An Zhida. Feng Wan thought for a moment and replied.

"An Zhida?" Feng Chen's heart was excited.

"That's right! It's An Zhida, brother, do you know him? Feng Wan asked.

"I don't know." Feng Chen said.

"I thought you knew him, if you do, help me talk about it, I will go to Yan'an after graduation." Feng Wan showed a disappointed expression.

"I have nothing to do with the Communist Party, how can I know him?!" Feng Chen didn't want his family to know too much about his secrets.

"Brother, I heard that you have a magazine?" Feng Wan changed the subject.

"yes, what's wrong? After graduation, do you want to go to my magazine? Feng Chen asked rhetorically.

"I won't go, I'll go to Yan'an after graduation." Feng Wan turned the words around again.

"Do you know how far it is from here to Yan'an? Will Mom agree? Feng Chen asked.

"How far can it be? Today, An Zhida also told us that the Red Army traveled 25,000 miles from Jiangxi to northern Shaanxi, how far can it go from Shanghao to Yan'an? Feng Wan asked innocently.

"I'm not going to talk to you, let's rest, I'll officially go to work at the magazine tomorrow." Feng Chen didn't want to discuss with his sister about going to Yan'an, so he went to the bathroom to wash.