As soon as the four troublemakers left, Hu Mei picked up the tea on the desk, took two sips, put down the cup, patted the heart on her chest with her right hand and said, "I was scared to death just now." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Hehe, that's all you dare?" Feng Chen looked at Hu Mei and smiled slightly.

"It's so sudden, I'm still thinking about how much to charge." Hu Mei finally relented.

"President, it's so refreshing to follow you!" Wang Tiemin said as he inserted the shell gun into his waist.

"It's such a fuss, I'm going to increase the price of the rest of the magazines, I originally planned to have 2,000 copies, 5 oceans each, and charge them 10,000 oceans, but now it's not good, each book will rise to 10 yuan!" Feng Chen said.

"Ten pieces? The cost of 10 copies is not worth a piece of ocean, and your heart is too dark, my president. Hu Mei said as she looked at Feng Chen with her mouth wide open.

"Is it black? Where's your scare fee? And the iron people's fearlessness? After a while, the money will be sent, and you will be given a scare fee of 500 oceans, and the iron people will be rewarded with 500 oceans, and the rest of the money will be saved and dividends will be distributed in the future. ”

Feng Chen looked confident, today's out, Feng Chen had actually thought about it a long time ago, he knew that there would be such a trouble, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly, such a fuss, the wind spread, and ordinary people would not dare to come to find trouble in the future.

"Are they really going to send money?" Hu Mei asked.

"Don't worry, it will be, maybe the person who sent the money will arrive soon, and you have to greet people warmly when they come!" Feng Chen instructed.

As he was talking, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes stood hesitantly at the entrance of the editorial department, looked inside and asked, "Is this the editorial office of the magazine "Current Affairs Weekly"?" ”

"Yes, who is the gentleman looking for?" Hu Mei asked, looking at the visitor.

"I'm here to subscribe to Current Affairs Weekly." The man replied.

Hearing that she was here to subscribe to the magazine, Hu Mei glanced at Feng Chen, immediately changed her smiling face, and said enthusiastically: "Sir, please come in, come in and talk." ”

Hu Mei let the man into the editorial office, Wang Tiemin poured a cup of tea for the visitor, and Feng Chen sat on the side, flipping through the magazine.

"Excuse me, sir, how many copies are you going to order?" Hu Mei asked.

"I want to book it all." The man glanced at the magazines stacked in the corner.

"A little expensive, huh?" Feng Chen interjected.

"I don't know how much it costs?" The man asked.

"Each book is 10 oceans, there are a total of 2,000 copies here, you can count it yourself." Feng Chen said.

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive, it's not expensive at all, I'll write you a check right away." The man pulled out a check from his body, lay it on his desk, and immediately opened it.

When the check was written, the man tore it off and respectfully handed it to Hu Mei.

"Can I arrange for someone to pull the magazine away?" The man asked, standing up.

"Yes, but let me tell you, the owner of the Geumgang Sichuan restaurant still has ten copies there, and they sell very expensive." Feng Chen said.

"I know, I know, 50 yuan a copy." As he spoke, the man quit the editorial office and went to call someone to pull the magazine.

Soon, two porters-like men came up and carried all the magazines downstairs.

"Feng Dacaizi, aren't you afraid that his check is fake?" Hu Mei shook the check in her hand and asked.

"No, if he gives a fake check, he won't have to buy these magazines." Feng Chen said.

"The inaugural issue is equivalent to no inaugural issue, what should we do now?" Hu Mei asked.

"Printed from the new editor, published the day after tomorrow." Feng Chen said.

"What about Huang Jun's article?" Hu Mei asked.

"Take it down and replace it with someone else's." Feng Chen had a new plan.

"Someone else's? Replace it with whom? What to write? Hu Mei looked at Feng Chen puzzled.

"I'll write this article, you and Tie Min will save the money first and get off work early to rest." Feng Chen said.

"Okay, then let's go save money." Hu Mei agreed, beckoned, and walked out of the editorial office with Wang Tiemin.

In the editorial department, only Feng Chen was left, Feng Chen thought to himself, today is just a small lesson for Huang Jun, but this tumor must be pulled out!

Otherwise, there would be no secrets at all on the side of the Nationalist Government.

Could it be that Dai Li really didn't find anything suspicious about this Huang Jun?

……

While Feng Chen was thinking nonsense in the editorial office of "Current Affairs Weekly" alone, a small meeting was being held in a cave in Yan'an, and the topic of this meeting was mainly to discuss the issue of restoring Feng Chen's party membership.

In addition to An Zhida, Kang Zheng, and Li Kenong, the meeting also included writer Jiang Yi, Mo Sanqiang, company commander of the Red Fifth Division, and Zhang Yongqiang, commander of the guard battalion of the Red First Division.

These people were all familiar with Feng Chen before, except for Li Kenong, everyone had worked with Feng Chen.

The meeting was suggested by Kang Zheng, and according to An Zhida's meaning, he was ready to directly ask Vice Chairman Zhou to solve this matter, but when An Zhida talked to Kang Zheng about Feng Chen's organizational relationship, Kang Zheng insisted that he must find comrades who are familiar with Feng Chen or have worked with Feng Chen, and hold a meeting to discuss it together.

Working on the covert front must be subject to strict scrutiny.

The meeting was presided over by Comrade Li Kenong, who first spoke: "Today, we will gather everyone together to convene this meeting, and we will discuss the issue of whether or not Feng Chen, a former underground party member of the Central Special Branch, will be restored to the party. ”

As soon as Li Kenong's opening remarks fell, Mo San, the commander of the Red Fifth Division, couldn't wait to raise his hand and speak: "I know Comrade Feng Chen very well, and without Comrade Feng Chen, I would not be where I am today. ”

"Company Commander Mo, pick up the key things and say, besides, you said that you know Feng Chen very well, that was five years ago, how many things have happened during these five years? Do you dare to say that you know him very well? Kang Zheng interrupted Mo Sanqiang's words and asked.

"Time changes, a person's essence will not change, I just embarked on the road of revolution with the subtle and help of Comrade Feng Chen, I use my party spirit as a guarantee, Comrade Feng Chen is fine, his party membership should be restored!" Mo Sanqiang was a little emotional.

"I once worked with Comrade Feng Chen in a party group for a period of time, and according to my understanding, Comrade Feng Chen's belief is firm, and I think he should be restored to the party." Zhang Yongqiang said.

"Comrade Jiang Yi would like to talk about your views." Kang Zheng directly named the writer Jiang Yi and asked her to speak.

After Jiang Yi was arrested in 1933, she spent the first two years in prison, but later the Kuomintang changed her to house arrest, and the guards were gradually relaxed, and in May 1936, with the help of the party organization, Jiang Yi successfully escaped from Nanjing and arrived in the Soviet district of northern Shaanxi.

"I was familiar with Comrade Feng Chen when I was in the Patriotic Cultural League, and I think Comrade Feng Chen has advanced thinking and firm beliefs, and my arrest in 1933 was actually carried out by Comrade Feng Chen through the traffic station in advance, but because the traffic officer was one step late, I was arrested."

Jiang Yi paused at this point, took two sips of water from the cup in front of him, and then said: "My arrest has nothing to do with Comrade Feng Chen, on the contrary, Comrade Feng Chen also covered me and Comrades Shen Xi and Wang Ying to escape. ”

The smart Jiang Yi realized something, and directly pointed out that his arrest had nothing to do with Feng Chen at all.

"Company Commander Mo, you were still on the enemy's side at the time, you were Feng Chen's subordinate, tell me, did Feng Chen send you to arrest Comrade Jiang Yi?" Kang Zheng pointed at Mo Sanqiang and asked.

Hearing Kang Zheng ask Mo Sanqiang like this, An Zhida's brows couldn't help frowning, and his face became very ugly.

"Comrade Feng Chen didn't send me to arrest Comrade Jiang Yi at all, at that time, Su Chengde from the Shanghai District of the secret service headquarters found our intelligence unit to borrow someone, at first Comrade Feng Chen did not agree, and then Xu Enzeng personally called him, he had no choice, so he sent me to cooperate with Su Chengde's action, and at that time, Comrade Feng Chen also hinted to me that I would not contribute to the work."

Mo Sanqiang reported the situation at that time and sought truth from facts.

"And what were you thinking at the time to kill two agents on the spot?" Kang Zheng asked.

"I saw that the comrade who jumped off the building died so miserably, and I was angry, so I shot and killed two of Su Chengde's subordinates.

"Hehe, Comrade Kang Zheng, don't make the atmosphere look like a censorship comrade." Li Kenong smiled, and Tong Kangzheng said half-jokingly.