Ono Meidai sighed softly, and Tan Jing turned her head to look at her, with a nonchalant expression, but the nervous concentration hidden in her eyes took advantage of the unpreparedness and quietly poked her head out.

Her eyes searched for the gaze of Tan Bid, as if she had found an interesting game, smiled lightly, and then put the envelope in her hand on the notebook he spread out: "Is there my name on this letter, why don't you open it for me?" ”

Tan Jing was stunned for a moment, he seemed to want to get the envelope, but in the end he just did it manually, and went back to pinch the edge of the notebook: "This is Secretary Ono's business, why do you want me to replace it?" ”

"Then why should Tan Jun care about my business?" Still in Chinese, Ono looked in the front rearview mirror and saw that the driver's gaze was glancing back from time to time.

She switched back to Japanese and spoke in honorifics, politely every word: "Is there anything else to ask about reporters?" ”

Tan Jing clicked a dot on the blank notebook, he put the pen on it, thought about it, took the cap off again, and still asked in Chinese: "There are voices in the society claiming that the Japanese side is taking foreign exchange from the Chongqing national authorities and wants to destroy the Chongqing Republic of China authorities economically, I don't know what Secretary Ono thinks of this voice?" ”

This is an impromptu question that he throws up, which has no practical meaning and can be answered in flashy diplomatic terms. Ono Meidai smiled and replied: "Japan only recognizes one Republic of China authority, that is, the Republic of China authorities of Mr. Wang in Nanjing, and in order to urge China and Japan to be good-neighborly and friendly, Japan should and has the obligation to assist President Wang in quickly establishing a unified and stable Chinese authority. ”

Tan Jing nodded slightly, and suddenly asked: "Since it does not recognize the Chongqing authorities, why does the Japanese side want to talk to Kong Xiangxi, the president of the Chongqing Executive Yuan?" ”

Ono was stunned for a moment, this is no longer an economic problem.

"Mr. Chiang and Mr. Wang have a comradeship, and Mr. Wang misses the old feelings, so he asks Japan to mediate the relations between the two parties and strive for a peaceful settlement of the dispute."

Tan Jing didn't remember a word of what she said, and his notebook was empty, only a dot of ink that had just been clicked.

Ono looked at the black dot, as if she had lost interest, turned her head back, and looked ahead: "I have official business, do you still have problems talking about reporters?" ”

"No, thank you Secretary Ono for your cooperation." Tan Jing opened the car door, got out of the car from the other side, and stood on the side of the road to greet her with a smile, "I wish Secretary Ono a smooth business trip." ”

He walked back to the Chaosheng Daily, and when he went upstairs, he was catching up with the president Yue Shixing to go down the stairs, and the two met in the aisle, Yue Shixing stepped on the steps two levels higher than him, although it was a condescending look, but his eyes were kind and kind, and he was not aggressive at all.

"Went for an interview?"

Tan Jing nodded: "In order to set up foreign exchange matters, I stopped the car of the Japanese consul Sukawa on the street, but it turned out that the person sitting in the car was not the main owner, but a secretary." ”

"You're so daring." Yue Shixing sighed, "For those who often visit the Japanese interrogation room, it is enough for our newspaper to produce only one, and if you add another one, I am afraid that the society will be searched by the gendarmerie." ”

Tan Jing looked up at him, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and smiled lightly. He followed Yue Shixing and sighed, as if he had loosened the strings on his body at once, and his whole person collapsed: "I only asked about the economy, but I didn't ask about politics." ”

"Economics is politics, and you still think you're playing a sideshow?" Yue Shixing walked down the steps and stood with him, "The news ideals of the current society are all about thinking about life. ”

Tan Jing looked at him: "Am I making a lot of trouble for the president?" ”

Marina was already completely under the control of the Japanese, and the once acupuncture of the "Chaosheng Daily" gradually put away its edge after losing a group of reporters. The former president died in the interrogation room of the Political Security Bureau, and Yue Shixing quickly adjusted the newspaper section after taking over as president, turning it into a special session for literati to fight for literature, publishing novels, essays, and even scripts for new plays—like a brand new newspaper, with only a name connection to the old Chaosheng Daily.

Yue Shixing went down two more steps and walked down from Tan Jing's side, he didn't speak, and Tan Jing's heart sank. "Chaosheng Daily" has a column to talk about competition, the only information and news that has nothing to do with literature, and let him do economic reporting.

He even asked him to make an economic report on the Japanese side's arbitrage of foreign exchange reserves in fiat currency.

"Talking," Yue Shixing stopped at the platform at the corner of the staircase, looked back at him, the dark sky outside the window came in from behind him, he couldn't see his expression clearly, he could only hear the voice, "We are Chaosheng Daily...... And you are the "Chaosheng Daily". ”

Tan Jing only felt that his eyes were hot and his nasal passages were sore. His identity was shaped by the cooperation of the Japanese, and his news was given to him by the Japanese on their own initiative, no matter how much he played the side ball, the disaster would not befall him, which was the reason why he had nothing to fear.

But these Yue Shixing didn't know that Tan Jing was personally recruited by him into the Chaosheng Daily, he took a fancy to this young man's writing and sharpness, and recruited people into the newspaper to protect him all the way, and to this day, he is regarded as the only remaining backbone of the old Chaosheng Daily.

Tan Jing didn't dare to look at him, so he hurriedly twisted his head to the side and took a deep breath.

Yue Shixing smiled below: "Okay, what are you doing when you ask these useless questions." Go get busy, I'm going to a living room salon. ”

Tan Jing rubbed his nose with his back to him, then turned around and smiled: "Is it Mrs. Eleven's salon?" The city hall invites you, please nine out of ten don't go, this eleventh lady's living room salon has not fallen once, and the president really deserves the name of a 'merry literati'. ”

Yue Shixing also laughed: "A literati like me has to look at it the other way around. On the surface, he looks down on politicians, but in fact, he values them more than anything else in his heart, and respects celebrities and ladies on the surface, but in fact, he wishes that they are all prostitutes who can settle with money. ”

Tan Jing laughed, and said: "I heard that this Mrs. Eleven was a prostitute who played the pipa in the Hongsheng Courtyard in her early years. ”

"Prostitutes are also divided into three, six, nine, and so on." Yue Shixing said, "Mrs. Eleven is the scholar of the Xue family, surnamed Zhang, and the girl surnamed Hongfu, can't afford to build a pipa hall with the money she takes, so don't think about dealing with such a prostitute." ”

Tan Jing laughed again: "If Wei Dashao hears that you think of his concubine so contemptuously, I'm afraid you won't be able to enter the Pipa Pavilion in this life." ”

"I'm obviously boasting, why do I become cheap?" Yue Shixing said vigorously, "Besides, Wang Shiniang's eldest is married to a businesswoman, and if she wants to join her in the world, she has already filled the pipa hall...... Otherwise, what do you think her living room salon did? ”

"Okay, good," Tan Jing begged for mercy, "I naturally can't compare to President Yue's talent, and I don't have Wei Dashao's strong financial resources, so I can't afford the school secretary and the red whisk girl." ”

Yue Shixing smiled, and suddenly sighed softly: "It's a good thing to can't afford it, it's a good thing to ask for money, it's gluttony, you only get in and don't get out, and it's the one who wants your heart to have contacts and dealings." ”

He said, putting his hat on his head: "I'm really leaving, and if I delay any longer, I'll be late." ”

Tan Jing waved his hand to him: "Go, brothers are like siblings, women are like clothes, people who lack hands and feet can be seen everywhere, and those who run naked on the street are rare in a hundred years, I won't delay your romantic banquet president." ”

Yue Shixing laughed and went down the stairs.

When Tan Jing returned to his office, the lights had been turned on, and a young female editor was reciting aloud a fragment from a novel about Nie Yinniang, a female assassin in the Tang Dynasty.

When Tan Jing passed by her, he stopped and listened for a moment: "The writing is average, but there seems to be quite an emotion between the lines, who is the author?" ”

"I use a pen name, I don't know the main one." The female editor sorted out the manuscript with a smile, "Don't look at the manuscript with emotion, but the pen name is very playful, called Xiao Seventeen, it should be a woman." ”

Tan Jing repeated: "Little Seventeen? Presumably it is the seventh family line, and this author is probably a young lady from a large family. ”

In order to show that the family is prosperous, the big coastal family will add a ten before the ranking, which was originally ranked second, and outsiders call it twelve less, and this "little seventeen" should be seven at home.

The female editor was shocked: "Being ranked seventh is already considered a prosperous person, why add that ten?" ”

Tan Jing smiled: "I'm just guessing casually, if you have the leisure to do so, it's better to check the big households in the coastal area one by one to see which of the seven ladies can write such an article." ”

Tan Jing's desk is by the window, and when you turn your head, you can see the street scene downstairs. When he sat down to spread out the manuscript paper and prepare to write the article, there was a commotion downstairs, and he turned his head to see a group of Japanese military police in yellow uniforms running past.

He took a deep breath and knew that Midai Ono had already sent the list to Fujii Shou, and Fujii Shou had started to arrest people.

The female editor who was reciting the novel in the office just now also stood by the window, looked at this scene, and sighed faintly: "I'm arresting people again." ”

Tan Jing turned his head back, and his smiling expression was like a painful grin: "Yes, I'm arresting people again." ”

If you want to know the names on that list, it's very simple, you just need to see who Fujii Shouto has arrested, and you will see immediately.