Lao Guo on the side didn't understand very well, but he still nodded.

This matter has nothing to do with him, as long as Zhao Ming doesn't offend that Mrs. Tang.

"By the way, Lao Guo, tomorrow, the ones you are looking for who are willing to sell gold, arrange the time to meet during the day.

I've got something to do in the evening. ”

"Well... Okay, Zhao Ye, can you easily reveal it? If it's inconvenient, forget it. ”

Zhao Ming didn't intend to hide it from Lao Guo.

"I'm going to a ball for two nights tomorrow, both of which are upper-class venues, and the organizers are either rich or noble.

When the time comes, you will continue to arrange for me, and prepare a tuxedo for me to attend the ball. ”

Hearing Zhao Ming say this, Lao Guo's eyes suddenly lit up, and he understood what was going on.

In his heart, he suddenly gave a thumbs up to the chief Zhao in front of him.

Being able to participate in the dance party of the upper class and listen to the meaning of Chief Zhao is not low.

Chief Zhao is a newcomer, how can he know too many celebrities in Jinmen, this is naturally the credit of Mrs. Tang in matchmaking.

At the same time, he couldn't help but wonder, how did this Chief Zhao persuade that Mrs. Tang to support it so strongly?

How do people say that it is also a noble, these noble old Guo has seen one before, and the attitude of the people is high.

In the eyes of those people, these people are like dirt buns, oh no, people who are not a class at all, and can even be described as not people.

That kind of contempt that seems to be born on the top makes many businessmen actually unwilling to deal with these old and young people from the bottom of their hearts.

You can make money anyway, why don't you feel happy in front of this group of aristocratic lords?

It's just that I didn't expect it to be Chief Zhao, and this time he directly attracted a nobleman, and Lao Guo couldn't have imagined it before.

At the top of the stairs at the time, he still thought that once there was a fierce quarrel inside, he would have to go over to help Chief Zhao apologize.

After all, Xungui has a bad temper, and Chief Zhao's temper is not good, and it is not impossible for these two to quarrel.

But Chief Zhao is really a god!

I am more and more sure that I must keep up with Chief Zhao's pace in the future.

"In other words, Chief Zhao has always been very concerned about the international situation, do you want to learn foreign languages?"

Boss Guo rubbed his chin, feeling that this might be okay.

It's just that when he thought of his age, the pressure of learning foreign languages would be huge, and he couldn't help but touch the top of his sparse head.

The next day, early in the morning, Zhao Ming began to read the newspaper leisurely in this new residence.

Reliving a life, he really hasn't enjoyed it so much, the maid arranged by Lao Guo has already come.

As soon as I woke up in the morning, there was a maid who prepared a hearty breakfast such as daily newspapers, tea, pastries, and snacks.

Looking at the newspaper, eating breakfast, and looking at the green garden outside, it is really pleasant.

The radio next to it, listening to the radio channels that are in line with this era, but unfortunately, most of them are some difficult remarks of the times.

Although I can always remind myself of listening to it, I can listen to it too much, and my mood is always so unpleasant.

Listening to Zhao Ming, he paused slightly, how could he still hear some useful information?

Zhao Ming quickly beckoned to the maid and motioned for the other party to bring the pen and paper.

While listening to the radio, Zhao Ming quickly wrote notes on paper.

Soon, I found some Chinese dots from a storytelling column and recorded them on paper.

This radio channel is interspersed with storytellers telling some of the current words, and now it is about a few episodes of the scream.

At first glance, you don't hear any problems, you just follow the content of the article all the way.

But who is Zhao Ming? There are several memories of the spy in my head, and I quickly find out what is wrong.

Because he found out that it could actually be called a piece of encoded data.

"If these paragraphs of text are converted into digital records, according to the coded book, these words can be converted into a string of numbers!"

Zhao Ming thought about it for a moment in his mind and couldn't help but shake his head, this thing doesn't have a coded book, it's almost just a look.

This is a relatively clever coding method, after all, the more conventional method of disseminating intelligence in these days is either to write Tibetan poems in newspapers, or to publish missing person notices.

There are also some registered commercials, which also contain confidential information, which can only be seen through by those who are interested, or simply to get an intelligence team.

Using an intelligence team as a workstation, the mole gets the information and puts it in the dead mail box, and the receiving personnel can easily get clear enough information through the dead mail box and report it to their superiors at the same time.

It's just that these methods are relatively risky, just like publishing these methods, which have not attracted much attention from the government now.

But in a few years, the government will already arrange for people to observe the contents of the newspaper every day, and analyze it word by word whether it contains the possibility of transmitting information.

Intelligence groups have always been a popular tool, but this kind of coding book is relatively rare.

Because this requires not only a coded book, but even if you decipher the text into numbers, you also need to perform a more complex password conversion formula on this string of numbers, which is more confidential.

This kind of communication method is extremely difficult to decipher, unless the person concerned is caught, or the codebook is leaked, the possibility of deciphering is almost zero.

"It seems that the hidden front work here in Jinmen is very hard!"

Zhao Ming couldn't help but shake his head secretly, being able to use this means means that he must be an Oriental.

Moreover, it is obvious that this article passage excerpted by the radio channel is a digital code, which shows its arrogant attitude.

It shows that this information is important, but they are unscrupulous to think that no one here can crack it.

If it is some secrets that are not very important, Zhao Ming estimates that these Orientals even dare to use the means of publishing newspapers to complete the transmission of information.

It can be seen how stretched the intelligence work of the national government is now.

And Zhao Ming also learned from Lao Guo that there are really a lot of Orientals in this Jinmen, and there are often Orientals in the concession who go out to wander.

Some even did unscrupulous acts on the streets, and the nearby patrol officers saw it and verbally reprimanded them.

As long as they don't go too far, these patrolmen won't even take action.

This is the case on the surface, which shows how rampant this intelligence work is in the dark.

"I'm a government spy now, do I want to contribute? I don't know if there's extra money to do this? ”

After thinking about it for a while, Zhao Ming didn't care too much, regardless of whether he was good or not, he could catch it first.

The Orientals are so arrogant, and it's time to give them some intensity.

But there's no hurry.

After marking a few places in the newspaper, Zhao Ming put down the newspaper and prepared to go out to call Wang Er in.

In the newspaper, he also saw the secret code of the suspected espionage behavior, and he was not in a hurry to remember these first.