At the Hankou wharf, a young man in a gray robe squeezed into the crowd of shoulders looking left and right, the wicker box in his right hand swayed back and forth with the flow of people hugging left and right, and the agreed pick-up person was late, he aimlessly circled back and forth along the long street of the wharf, first, he was unfamiliar with the place, and second, he was afraid that the person who picked up the station would not find him.

But until it was getting late, and the person who picked up the station did not appear, and the young man was cold and hungry, he tightened the brown scarf around his neck so that his cold body could be warmer, and he suddenly remembered that his brother had given him a telephone number, so he came to the telephone booth by the river and dialed the number, but the phone was connected but no one answered, and he called again and again, until a cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and someone behind him was impatiently urging.

"Can you hurry up, I didn't see you say a word after dialing a phone call......"

The young man turned back and smiled apologetically at the person who urged him, so he had to put down the phone in his hand and get out of the phone booth, the sky was completely dark, the methane gas lamps on the side of the street were shining white, and the crowded pedestrians in the day seemed to have disappeared all at once, leaving only the empty street, and suddenly there was a gust of wind, and it was warm and cool in late winter and early spring, and the young man involuntarily wrapped his robe tightly.

"Sir, do you want to stay in the hotel?"

It was a woman's voice, the young man nodded hesitantly, he was afraid that he would leave, and the agreed pick-up person would not be able to find him, but under the pressure of freezing and starvation, he really couldn't bear the torment, so he decided to find a place to live first, anyway, he had the man's phone number, and he was not afraid of not finding him.

"Then come with me."

The young man followed the woman into the alley, getting farther and farther away from the riverside high-rise building he longed for, and the woman seemed to see his thoughts, and said with a charming smile: "Don't look at it, it's a concession, and it costs ten silver miles a night." ”

Although the words are direct, it is also the truth, the young man only has ten silver oceans on his body, if he doesn't save a little use, he is afraid that he will not be able to last that day, when he thinks of this, his body that was blown through by the cold wind is boiling with blood.

The clattering sound of high-heeled shoes on the stone road echoed in the quiet alley, the young man followed closely with a wicker suitcase, only the biogas lamp glowed miserably, silently watching the man and woman, the woman was wearing a high-waisted high-forked cheongsam that was very modern in Shanghai, perhaps because it was too tight, and even the silhouette of the bodice printed on the back could be faintly seen.

The young man knew that it was wrong, but he couldn't help but glance at the woman unscrupulously and the next.

"It's here, Mr. Chen is waiting for you inside."

The young man's attention had been on the woman's body, and he couldn't hear what she said clearly, and when he saw her looking at himself playfully, knowing that his presumptuous behavior just now had been recognized, his face suddenly turned red.

"You, what did you just say?"

……

Seven days before the convening of the conference, Wu Xiaoliang arranged several intensive press conferences, invited reporters from all over the country to Han, and explained to them the original intention and purpose of the conference, as well as the outlook for the future direction of the country.

All the major newspapers in Wuhan that carried a photograph of General Wu would be sold out in a matter of hours, and they had to be reprinted and reprinted, so that a crazy cycle was formed, so that it became difficult to find a newspaper without General Wu.

Zhang Xueliang threw the newspaper in his hand on the table, sat down on the sofa, and comfortably sunk his whole body in.

"Brother Wei Zhong is a good method, looking at the three towns of Wuhan, there are photos of you all over the city, but there is not a single photo of the leader......" He pointed to the newspaper on the table with a smile on his face, "Occasionally, I can see one, oh, there is a tofu cube in the corner, maybe our Chairman Jiang, the mood is going to be terrible these days." ”

Zhang Xueliang and Jiang Zhongzheng had a honeymoon period, but after the Battle of Songhu, after Jiang Zeng openly wanted to detain him, the two gradually drifted apart, until now, the Northeast Army and the Shandong Army are already two grasshoppers on the same rope, and he completely fell to Wu Xiaoliang.

At this time, looking at some of Jiang Zhongzheng's actions, he didn't think there was anything at first, but now he is extremely disgusted, so as long as he has the opportunity in private, Zhang Xueliang will do his best to ridicule this former alliance brother.

"Thanks to Han Qing's reminder, I have to arrange a meeting with the leader these days, and the newspaper has been saying that we don't agree with each other, so why don't we put on a good show that we don't have to do before."

Although Zhang Xueliang ridiculed Jiang Zhongzheng in his mouth, he did not dare to underestimate the leader of the Republic of China at all, and he also felt that it was very necessary.

"I've seen a lot of people these days, and it's time to see ghosts and talk nonsense."

Thinking of doing so, Wu Xiaoliang's confidential secretary contacted Jiang Zhongzheng's attendants on the same day, and they soon got a reply, the president was unwell due to the lack of adaptation to the water and soil, and he was afraid that he would not be able to make an appointment in the past three or two days, and he could not set a schedule after three days, so he could only discuss it at that time.

Zhang Xueliang laughed at Wu Xiaoliang's hot face and stuck a cold buttocks, but Wu Xiaoliang didn't care, he had his own way to make Jiang Zhongzheng comply, and the next morning, the major newspapers in the three towns of Wuhan came out with big news, and Chairman Jiang Zhongzheng, the leader of the Nationalist Government, would hold the first meeting with General Wu three days later.

People smell a very different smell in it, as we all know, Jiang and Wu turned their faces after the Songhu War, and even had a knife and gun, and now they want to have a private meeting, is it possible that the two have already released their previous suspicions.

However, the reporters were unable to dig up the news this time, because Wu Xiaoliang did not hold a press conference on this matter for the first time, and his subordinates were all tight-lipped about this matter, and not only General Wu's subordinates, but even Chairman Chiang's chamberlain were silent about this matter, and it was not at all like in the past, that someone would soon reveal the news.

That evening, Wu Xiaoliang's confidential secretary received a telephone call from the chairman's chamber, clearly informing them that the chairman was in good health and could hold talks in two days.

"It's a good one to cut first and then play, pull on the thief ship, the chairman's mood today will definitely be bad because of Brother Wei, so make a toast for this."

Zhang Xueliang raised the wine glass in his hand, raised his head at Wu Xiaoliang, and drank the wine in the cup with his neck up.