Although they were dragged into the trap by the other party, Zhang Yang and Perez did not agree so easily. just drank wine and ate meat all night, and didn't say a word about this batch of arms, even if Xu Jingman, a woman, wore out her mouth, the two didn't say anything.

Anyway, Zhang Yang didn't plan to get involved in this matter, or he was not qualified to get involved, the supporters of this batch of materials were the top level of the army and the Congress, and he couldn't stretch out his hand that long even if he wanted to.

While going to the toilet to relieve his hands, Perez, who pretended to be drunk, rubbed his face that was a little hot because of drinking, and after solving his physiological problems happily, he asked:

"Boss, I'm afraid these people are eyeing us."

"How about having your eyes on it? Anyway, this matter has nothing to do with us, if I had known that it was so troublesome, I might as well take a long detour to India or Burma, and then take a plane or boat to Hong Kong. ”

Although Zhang Yang said it lightly, looking at the shadowy houses in the night, his head was much clearer when he was blown by the cool breeze, and he knew very well that Xu Jingman, an agent of the military command, would follow them until they arrived in Shanghai.

Sue Perez for his scruples, Perez is also helpless, this is China, Rockefeller's influence has almost shrunk to the point of nothing, and don't expect anyone to help. What's more, even if you can find a domestic businessman who cooperates with Rockefeller, according to the courtesy exchange, it is not easy to repay this favor once it is owed.

"But ......"

"Let's take one step at a time, and wait until we get to Shanghai." Zhang Yang made a decision.

After returning to the house again, everyone talked for a while. So they each found a side room to rest. Except for Xu Jingman, who lived alone because she was a woman, Zhang Yang and Perez directly squeezed into a room, anyway, there was a mattress on the wooden bed. At night, the window is open and the cool breeze blows, but it is quite pleasant.

Early the next morning, the four of them set out again, this time in a truck carrying goods, and at noon they came to another place controlled by the national army, where there was a small airport, which had been built by the Japanese army when they occupied the place. It was retained after being captured by the national army.

A U.S.-sponsored C47 sent Zhang Yang and the four to Wuhan together. This is different from the original history, in February of this year. However, the Nationalist Army won a battle, successfully annihilating the Japanese army in Wuhan and temporarily recovering Wuhan. The Japanese army, perhaps under too much pressure or for other reasons, attacked Wuhan several times without success. I simply gave up here.

The city of Wuhan at the moment. For the time being, it was in the hands of the Nationalist army, and a mayor and other officials were dispatched from Chongqing to temporarily manage it, and two regiments of troops were deployed around Wuhan to prevent the Japanese army from returning.

The basic resources of Wuhan, a big city, are naturally much more intact than ordinary small county towns, and after the transport plane carried by Zhang Yang and the four people landed, they did not alarm the local garrison, and directly found a merchant ship in a low-key manner. Along the Yangtze River all the way downstream, it passed through several inspections by the Japanese army on the way. There was no accident at all, and I arrived in Shanghai without danger.

When she was in the merchant ship, Xu Jingman, a woman, also re-disguised, changed out of the stunning and beautiful cheongsam before, and changed into an ordinary dress, looking like a woman with a little temperament, plus she almost stayed at home, but she didn't provoke other people's thoughts.

After arriving in Shanghai, Xu Jingman helped them arrange a mansion as a place to stay, and then the two had no excuse to follow all the way, so they took their leave. It's just that Zhang Yang knows very well that even if the other party seems to leave, he will still stare at the two of him secretly.

If Wuhan is an important location along the Yangtze River at this moment, then Shanghai is enough to be worth two Wuhans.

Although it seems a bit exaggerated, it didn't take long for Zhang Yang and Perez to appreciate the essence of being a "big Shanghai".

This mansion was founded by a tea tycoon in Shanghai, although it is not as good as a predator like Du Mansion, but it can be regarded as a special atmosphere.

After Xu Jingman brought them here, he and Yao Hu left, and the person who received Zhang Yang and Perez was a middle-aged man with short hair who looked like a housekeeper, and after politely bringing them to the room, he didn't take long to bring a pot of tea, and he smelled a strong tea fragrance before he opened the lid.

After some inquiry, Zhang Yang learned that this is located in the source of the Qiantang River in Kaihua County, Longding tea, in the Ming Dynasty Chongzhen years was listed as a tribute, every year during the Qingming Dynasty to send the horse to the capital.

For Hangzhou's West Lake Longjing Zhang Yang has heard of tea, Zhejiang tea, people also love to drink tea. Even if he doesn't know much, Zhang Yang also knows that the newly picked tea in the Qingming Festival is the most expensive, followed by the tea before the rain. After inquiring, I learned that although the tea brewed was a Kaihua Longding, it was not a pre-Ming tea, but a slightly inferior pre-rain tea.

Due to the different needs of customers, tea merchants often make tea bricks (or tea cakes) and sell them, which is convenient for storage and transportation. The pot of tea in front of Zhang Yang was brewed by the flag spear on the top of the flowering dragon.

Although Perez didn't understand the allusions, it didn't prevent him from liking the fragrance of tea, but like an old cow drinking water, a few sips of goo dong was a bowl of tea, and the middle-aged man was stunned.

This pot of tea is free, and after drinking tea, the two of them also felt hungry, so they took out a few oceans and threw them to the middle-aged man, and it didn't take long for a table with a full range of colors to be put on the table. Since there are only two people, although the color seems to be a lot, it is a lot of food, enough for two people to eat without wasting too much.

After eating and drinking, Zhang Yang and Perez left the mansion, and after asking for a few addresses, they took a step to leave, and not long after they left, a few strangers in ordinary clothes hung far behind, seemingly following them.

"Someone is following."

Although there were black-haired and black-eyed people all around, Perez was the first to notice that someone was following.

Zhang Yang was not surprised, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry about him, it must be a spy of the national army, let's find a way to get rid of them first." ”

Although the two are not very familiar with the roads in Shanghai, they should not forget that even during the war, Greater Shanghai was as prosperous as ever, not to mention the French Concession, the British Concession and other places in the past few years, and the population is also large, of course, these concessions are no longer there. The two quickly shuttled through the crowd, and it didn't take long to successfully shake off the people who were following them, and finally along the Huangpu River all the way to the east, stopped two rickshaws, and came to a factory in Jiangbei.

Zhang Yang looked at the dilapidated gate a little speechlessly, and two young men with woolen hats and cigarettes were obviously the doormen, and on the long white wooden board at the door, where the paint had peeled off, it was written "Shanghai Dahua No. 1 Textile Factory".

In the 21st century, the transfer of this vast factory is an astronomical amount of money, because the name of this land is Pudong.

Maybe it was because he noticed Zhang Yang and Perez at the door, especially Perez, who was following Zhang Yang, a standard foreigner, the two young men with cigarette rolls also came back to their senses, and after glancing at each other, they still dutifully stepped forward and asked:

"Who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for Director Chen Guangxian, is he here now?"

Zhang Yang coughed, pulled his thoughts back, and then reported the name of the current director of the textile factory that he heard a while ago.

"Are you looking for Director Chen?" The two young men glanced at each other suspiciously before saying, "Director Chen is here, but who are you?" Ordinary people can't see Director Chen. ”

"You don't have to worry about my identity, you just tell him that an old man surnamed Ma came to ask me to bring him a message, and said that the water chestnut in Wuzhen is ripe, and he will know who I am."

"......, then you can wait, I'll go and sue Director Chen."

One of the young men ran towards the factory, while the other stayed here, but he snuffed off the cigarette in his hand, as if he was afraid of being scolded.

Inside the factory, from time to time, plainly dressed women looked at Zhang Yang curiously, and Zhang Yang noticed that there were both aunts in their forties and fifties, as well as young girls in their early teens and twenties, but most of them looked haggard and had some symptoms of malnutrition.

"Ugh."

Zhang Yang sighed, this industry called Dahua Textile is one of the industries under Uncle Ma's name, and it was personally purchased when he was young. It's been nearly eight years since he last left, and if it weren't for the fact that the agent of the company learned about the situation of the factory every year, and took the infrared that he should take, I am afraid that the people of this factory would have forgotten that the real owner of the factory was surnamed Ma.

Zhang Yang clearly remembers that in Uncle Ma's deathbed advice, the situation of this textile factory should not be too bad, where did he think that after really seeing it, it would be like this?

Anyone who looks at the factory in front of them can understand that it has obviously begun to decline.

Just as Zhang Yang was looking at the Huangpu River in the distance and all kinds of low-rise old houses in a daze, the young man from before hurriedly ran over and greeted.

"Both, Director Chen invites you to his office."

"Lead the way."

Zhang Yang came back to his senses, and no one could see what he was thinking at the moment, so he immediately walked into the textile factory with Perez. After bypassing two dilapidated but spacious factories, the young man led them to a small two-story building, but did not go up himself.

"The office is on the second floor, and the third door after entering is, you guys go up, I still have to go to work, and I have to deduct a few cents if I'm late."

After speaking, without waiting for Zhang Yang to answer, he ran out on his own, Zhang Yang was helpless, and took Perez into the inside, and followed the somewhat old wooden staircase, and soon reached the second floor. The door of the third office was directly open, and as soon as Zhang Yang walked over, he saw a middle-aged man with half-white hair sitting at his desk, looking at them curiously. (To be continued......)