Anthony Sr. stayed in New York for the weekend. During this period, they talked a lot about war and business, the world war was a good thing for the Pacino family to make money, the family is gradually whitewashing, getting involved in the serious industry, and now the most profitable thing is to take orders from the government to produce munitions, but that is the work of big business, the resources of the Pacino family are not on this.

"Bristles, kid, I need a lot of bristles." Old man Anthony said so.

"Bristles? Do you mean bristles for brushes? "Chen Zikun is the chief representative of Sino-US liaison, how can he not know the great use of small pig bristles, the shipbuilding industry needs to use brushes to paint, and the best brush is to use pig bristles, and the bristles of China's local black pigs are the best, other breeds of bristles are much worse, and the plastic brushes produced by DuPont are even more unusable.

The U.S. shipbuilding industry is producing at full capacity, warships and freighters are like dumplings, and Chinese tung oil and bristles are indispensable to shipbuilding, but even Chen Zikun can't afford to help the Pacino family get a lot of bristles.

The government of the Republic of China has listed pig bristles as military supplies, and after compulsory purchase, all processes are controlled by the Ministry of Finance, which is the work of the Ministry of Finance.

He shook his head slightly: "I'm afraid I can't help, the bristles are a special offering, and it is difficult for outsiders to interfere, and even if there is, it can't be shipped to the United States." ”

Mario said with a big grin: "I'll go out on the ship, you just have to supply, as much as you want." ”

Chen Zikun smiled bitterly: "The Pacific Ocean is full of Japanese warships, how can your ship sail to China, even if it can be opened, the ports are controlled or blocked by the Japanese army, where do you stop, how to refuel and repair, this is all a problem." ”

Old Anton scolded: "Mario, you idiot, forty-year-old people are still like hairy boys, you shut up for me." ”

Mario twisted his neck and said: "What about the Japanese warships, the Japanese have to do business, they want to drink red wine and play with women, I give them dollars, enough dollars, can't they get along with money." ”

Chen Zikun had a flash of inspiration in his mind, but he still shook his head, this idea even felt unbelievable to himself.

Old Anthony said: "There is some truth in what Mario said, war is war, business is business, if we can buy the Japanese, then our money will come like a stream." ”

Chen Zikun said: "I want to find a way. ”

"I knew you had a way." Old Anthony took a sip of wine, and his face flushed a lot.

On the weekend, Yan'er took Elizabeth to the villa of the Pacino family, fortunately the old man's grandchildren all joined the army and left, otherwise they would have to have a nosebleed when they saw two flower-like girls as guests.

Father and daughter reunion, unlimited family affection, Chen Zikun told her about the family, as well as the great achievements of her brother Xiaobei, everyone listened to it, Mario sighed: "I also want to join the air team." ”

Happy times are always very short, the weekend is over, Yan'er is going back to school, Chen Zikun is also going back to Washington, the daughter tearfully said that after high school, she will return to China to help her mother and aunts, Chen Zikun criticized her and asked her to be admitted to college, which is the serious thing for girls.

On the way back to Washington, there was no longer a stalking vehicle from the Strategic Intelligence Agency, Jimmy was in a high mood, he was a Philadelphia, grew up in the urban slums, and the most admired was the mafia, but he didn't expect the general to be related to the Pacino family in New York, which made him extremely shocked and delighted, and repeatedly begged the general to work in the mafia when he retired.

……

After returning to Washington, Chen Zikun entered into protracted negotiations, and he is now the chief liaison officer for China and the United States, responsible for all coordination matters.

Roosevelt's words counted, Secretary of State Hull had officially informed the Chinese Embassy in the United States that it was ready to negotiate with it to relinquish its privileges in China and re-sign the relevant treaty, Britain followed suit, and the Netherlands, Canada, Brazil, and other countries followed suit.

Diplomatic negotiations were mainly handled by Soong Ziwen and Wei Mingdao, military issues were handled by Xiong Shihui, head of delegation, and Chen Zikun was always coordinated, and he was busy running between the War Department, the State Department, and the White House every day.

Under Chen Zikun's suggestion and coordination of efforts, the Chinese side promised to transport 100,000 recruits to Ramgarh on a transport plane and put them under Stilwell's command, and promised that the quality of the recruits would not be lower than that of high elementary school education, that there would be no infectious diseases or major tobacco addictions, and that 800 soldiers would be transported every day, but it resolutely refused the direct command of US officers, and the US military could only serve as advisers, not as commanders of grass-roots units.

This is a problem between China and the United States, and the British are also sideways, they are worried that the Chinese army stationed in India for a long time threatens their colonial rule, and strongly demand that the number of troops stationed in India should not exceed 50,000, and the number of new soldiers transported every day should not exceed 400; on the issue of abolishing privileges and recovering the concessions, the British are also extremely stubborn and resolutely unwilling to return Hong Kong, even if Hong Kong has fallen into the hands of the enemy at this time.

There are so many intricate and intricate problems like this, and Chen Zikun has a lot of clothes and food every day in Washington, but his hair is a lot grayer, and he is more troublesome to coordinate than to fight.

The military delegation had its own radio station, which could send secret telegrams to China, and Chen Zikun, as the supreme commander, could naturally use them at will, and a long telegram was sent back to China, addressed to Liu Ting, and the telegram was naturally obtained by the military commander first and sent to the desk of Lieutenant Shen Kai, who was in charge of translating the secret telegram.

Since he was demoted last time, Shen Kai has not come out of the day, staying in the dark secret room to decipher the code, and the results are the chief's, and he will carry it by himself if something goes wrong.

The code used in this telegram sent by Chen Zikun is a common code used by the Allies, which is very simple for the translator, Shen Kai opened the translation and deciphered the first sentence, and was frightened, the content of the telegram turned out to be: Xiao Shen, hello......

After deciphering the code, Shen Kai took the translation and reported it to his boss, saying that it was just an ordinary family letter, nothing special, and the boss thought it was true, Chen Zikun sent a report from the United States all the way, and anyone could intercept the radio signal, so naturally there would be no secrets.

After getting off work, Shen Kai came to the Chen Family Mansion with his leather bag, visited Liu Ting, and came up with the real translation, which was a very long combination of numbers and Chinese characters, and even Shen Kai couldn't decipher it, because it still needed to be deciphered twice.

"Chief Chen said, if there is anything you need help with, you can arrange for me to do it." Shen Kai said sincerely.

Liu Ting nodded, he knew Shen Kai's origin very well, he could be regarded as a trustworthy young man, she said: "Okay, I remember, you will come back tomorrow." ”

After Shen Kai left, Liu Ting took out a novel of "Jinghua Yanyun" from the bookshelf, found the Chinese characters with the corresponding page number according to the content of the cipher, and finally spelled out a complete message, and immediately lit it with a match after reading it, turning into ashes.

Subsequently, Liu Ting found Su Qingyan and conspired with him for a long time.

The next day, Shen Kai came to the house again, Liu Ting told him that there was a business here, and he needed to borrow a radio station to contact Shanghai, Shen Kai was faintly excited, and said: "I will be in charge of the radio station, a trivial matter." ”

Liu Ting handed over a piece of paper: "At half past nine on Friday night, send this out." ”

The message was a long list of irregular characters, and Shen Kai said, "No problem. ”

……

On Wednesday night, on the upper floor of an apartment in Shanghai's eighth district, the curtains were closed, and Yan Qingyu was wearing headphones to collect secret telegrams.

The message was very long, received in the middle, suddenly there was a power outage, Yan Qingyu was startled, opened the curtain and looked, a truck on the street was slowly driving, and an antenna was installed on the roof, this was the radio detection vehicle of the special high class, they took a method to cut off the power block by block, so as to reconnoiter the location of the station, the effect was very good, and several latent radio stations of the military command had been cracked, but I didn't expect that I would be unlucky when I opened for the first time this year.

A group of gendarmes rushed over under the leadership of the special high school personnel, smashing the door on the mountain, and the lower daughter Asakusa Kayo stepped forward to open the door, and as soon as she opened the door, a group of people broke in with murderous brandishing pistols, scaring Jia Dai enough, and reproaching loudly, and the special high school personnel who led the team raised their hands to slap the face, and Jia Dai dodged with a light flash.

"Baga, the one who dares to beat me!" Yan Qingyu's face did not change and came down from upstairs.

The gendarmes swarmed up the stairs in their big leather boots and quickly carried the radio station down, along with a brazier with burning ashes.

"Vice Chief Yan, how do you explain, come with us." The secret agent of the special high school said gloomily.

Asakusa Kayo stepped forward to protect his master.

Yan Qingyu gently pushed away Jiadai, straightened his collar, and sneered: "Where to go?" ”

"Hmph, special high class, gendarmerie, you choose."

Everyone is very excited, and if they can solve such a high-end espionage case, they will definitely get a reward from their boss.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of "pop", and there were five finger prints on the faces of the special high school personnel, and Yan Qingyu scolded with a tiger face: "Baga presses the road!" You dare to copy Lao Tzu's radio station, do you want to rebel! This is a special radio station specially approved by the military department, which delays Lao Tzu's work and shoots you all to death. ”

He was quite imposing, the special high class and the gendarme were stunned, one by one, he borrowed the phone to call the intelligence department of the Shanghai Garrison Headquarters, and it was confirmed that Yan Qingyu did have a secret radio station, which directly served the imperial base camp, which was quite high-end.

"Sorry for the trouble." A group of people were like defeated roosters, and they retreated honestly, Yan Qingyu snorted, went out to drive, and went to find King Ryu.

"Yusang, I have important information, news from Washington, Mi Ying and other countries negotiated with China to abolish all unequal treaties and return the concession, and it is estimated that it will be officially signed and effective early next year." Yan Qingyu reported very seriously.

"Soga, this is very important information, our Japanese Empire must move before them, abolish the treaty, and hand over the Shanghai Concession to Wang Jingwei's government, hahaha, Yansang, you have made a great contribution to the empire." King Ryu was very satisfied, the reason why he reused Yan Qingyu was not because he admired his talent, but because he felt that he had connections in Chongqing and was a good double agent, so he didn't mind him doing some harmless little actions behind his back.

Yan Qingyu laughed for a while, and said: "It's a trivial matter, it's not enough to worry about, I still have a big deal, I don't know if Yusang is interested?" ”

King Ryu asked casually, "What do you want to pour into the national control area?" ”

Yan Qingyu said: "Pig bristles, as many pig bristles as possible, but not to the national control area, but to the United States." ”

King Ryu's eyes widened, and he looked at Yan Qingyu seriously for a full minute.

Yan Qingyu was not afraid to look at him.

"Yansang, bristles are strategic materials, don't you understand?"

"Understood, that's why I'm making this deal."

"Your bastard is big, betraying the interests of the empire, this is going to be shot!"

"Hay! But with all due respect, bristles are worthless, and shipping them to the United States is a huge profit, and we can also exchange them for supplies that are desperately scarce at home, which is actually a great benefit to the empire. ”

"Bastard, well, tell me, what good things can you get in exchange?"

"American-made glass stockings and ...... Penicillin. ”

When he heard the first half of the sentence, King Ryuryu wanted to scold again, but after hearing the words penicillin, his little heart began to beat uncontrollably.

Penicillin, which is the latest type of drug developed by the United States, can cure all diseases, can pull the dying seriously injured back from the ghost gate, a penicillin, it can not be measured by money, that is liquid gold, it is life, it is priceless!

And glass stockings are also a sought-after commodity, a pair of stockings can be exchanged for a night of popular dancers, it is more effective than a small yellow croaker, this thing is rare in Japan in Shanghai, but it is a worthless industrial product in the United States......

"Yansang, we need to study it seriously, for the sake of the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere, for the sake of the Holy War, we must do this." Ryūo's expression instantly became serious and sacred.

"Yusan, let's work together." The two hands were clasped tightly, and the eyes of Yan Qingyu and King Ryū both flashed with tears of excitement.