no hate

Chapter 63

After the play was over, Wen Song took the first step to say goodbye, and the spectators in the whole venue dispersed one after another. Li Boshu calculated the time and drove from the company to pick up Zhou Mei. He waited outside for a long time, but Zhou Mei was not seen. There was no figure, so he went in from the passage to look for her.

Except for the uncle who sweeps the floor and the aunt who cleans up the sundries, there is no one else around. Li Boshu looked up and saw Zhou Mei sitting alone in the elegant seat, with no intention of leaving. Under the dim light, her facial features and expressions were all different. Really, only the diamond on her left ear sparkles from time to time.

As if he knew who she was waiting for, Li Boshu didn't go up to disturb her, but went out wisely. He returned to the car, closed his eyes and rested, and waited slowly.

I don't know how long it took, the lights all around went out one by one, leaving only the light of the stage on one side, and heard the sound of the stairs, Zhou Mei's mouth slowly raised, and said in a hoarse voice, "How much did you earn today?" "

The opera singer Bai's newly-cut short hair hangs down in front of her forehead. She is wearing a light gray long gown. She has just removed the oil paint on her face. The ends of her hair are not stained with a drop of water, and her cuffs are also very clean. From every detail, it can be seen that her life Clean and delicate, with a smile on her gentle eyebrows, she knelt down in front of Zhou Mei's knees, "Singing for a year is not enough for that thing in your ears~"

"Do you want to go along with me just once?" Zhou Mei stretched out her hand and helped the opera singer to straighten the broken hair on her forehead. "I can't afford to support you soon."

"Hee hee hee" the opera singer lay on Zhou Mei's lap, at the same time she felt a little itchy in her ear, so she scratched it with her hand.

This scratching was good, Zhou Mei immediately regained her spirits and pressed her hand, "Don't do it, leave it to me!"

"Uh" the actor Bai got up and wanted to escape, "No need!"

Zhou Mei is a typical scavenger character, she likes to pick out her ears, but after all, it is not her own ears, and it is not serious or serious, the actor Bai has a hard time but dare not speak, so he had to run away in advance .

"Get back!" Zhou Mei saw that no matter how old she was, she looked immature, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Before going on stage, Ah Gan brought me two oranges, and I'm not hungry yet." The actor Bai came back very obediently, she sat beside Zhou Mei, and tentatively said, "Ah Gan has grown up, and wants to join the army."

The Ah Gan that Xi Zibai said was the former Ganer, that is, Ding Zijun's son Ni Gan. Five years ago, during an air raid, Ding Zijun and Ni Gan took refuge in the Shibati air-raid shelter together, but who knew The weather was hot that day, and the crowds squeezed into the air-raid shelter greatly exceeded its original capacity. The KMT headquarters made another extremely wrong decision and closed the gate of the eighteen-stair tunnel. Refugees were trapped inside and could not breathe. Like many refugees, Ding Zijun suffocated to death in the air-raid shelter, while Ni Gan, as one of the few survivors of the Eighteen Stairs tragedy, could only be temporarily taken in by the orphanage. At the fundraising ceremony afterwards, he was standing under the stage with several orphans, and was discovered by the actor Bai who was going to be a guest performer, and the actor Bai took him back to his home to raise him without saying a word.

In the past few years, Ni Gan is already a 19-year-old boy. He is studying at a major university and is deeply influenced by new learning. Because his mother died in the invasion, he hates the Nationalist government that treats the people at the bottom as worthless. I have always wanted to join the revolution and serve the country.

"Which army to join?" Zhou Mei's eyelids twitched.

"Of course it's the Eighth Route Army." The actor Bai also became serious.

"Now there is no Eighth Route Army"

"Then go to the Red Army, not to the Central Army anyway."

"Do you really think that the Central Army is so easy to advance?" Zhou Mei was helpless, "You have to make him think about it. If he takes the wrong position, it will be a matter of his life."

"Tch," the actor Bai said contemptuously, "It's like he has a choice. Your position is my position, and my position is his position. If the positions of the family are inconsistent, then what's the point of playing!"

"This is different, twisted melons are not sweet"

"...you are looking for faults on purpose"

"Isn't it good to be a teacher or an employee after graduation? Why do you have to engage in armed struggle? You will have to be hurt by him in the future."

"I'd rather be a centurion!" The actor Bai was very helpless, "Thanks to all the ink in your belly, why don't you understand where a man's ambition lies?"

"After all, he is not your own son, so naturally I won't take care of what I shouldn't care about." Zhou Mei narrowed his eyes, "One day if he really turns around and decides, can't he make me die?"

"You are really narrow-minded. What happened with Ding Zijun back then was just an accident. If you hadn't been so cruel to me, would I have provoked her!"

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No matter how many years have passed, the conversations between the two of them will always start with flirting and end with quarreling. No matter what they talk about, even if it is a little ordinary thing, it seems that they will quarrel in the end.Let’s say they have different temperaments, but no matter how bitter or awkward they are, they are always tied to each other, and they don’t want to be separated. Not willing to give in, also makes people feel tired. I really don't know what kind of affection there is between them.

Long before the Anti-Japanese War was completely won, Zhazidong and Baigongguan in Chongqing began to be used as prisons for detaining democrats and underground party members. Since 1939, more than 100 political leaders have been arrested. The relationship between the two parties is peaceful , and the inside has been turbulent.In the early days of the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, the Communist Party and the National Party had difficult negotiations on this issue, and signed the Double Ten Agreement in Chongqing. At this time, the domestic situation was extremely tense, and a civil war was almost imminent.

After being entrusted by Zhou Mei, He Zhenhua, the manager of the finance department of the Jing family, held an emergency meeting overnight. All the accountants had to check the accounts overnight, and at the same time, they had to re-make the accounts of the past three years. The ledger, frowning.

My sister must have heard some rumors and was afraid that someone from the military command would come to investigate, so she made such a decision overnight. No wonder Zhou Mei told herself that she had to work overtime as early as the day she came back.

Kuju and He Zhenhua were sitting in the innermost office. The ledger in their safe contained all the business dealings with Hong Kong Huaheng Company, as well as the key minutes of every shareholding change in the arsenal, which was also the secret of their work. He Zhenhua was smoking a cigarette , some cyan stubble appeared on his upper lip, which shows that he is under a lot of pressure, Ku Ju stared at the Mosmi flashlight in his hand, and immediately burned it after reading it, "How can you take such a risk at this moment?"

The armed uprising struggle in eastern Sichuan and East Sichuan is in full swing. The situation of the Red Army is extremely difficult, and both survival and war need a large amount of financial support. As long as you have money, you can get equipment, and if you have equipment, you will have time Deal with the National Party, thus providing powerful help to the strategic shift of the party.

"We have to buy time." The cigarette butt in He Zhenhua's mouth flickered on and off. "If you have money, you have time."

"It's going to be a new account. It's extremely difficult for them to check the bank statement in the past, but if they make a move now, they will be caught immediately. How can my sister make such a decision at this time!"

"She can only find a way to complete the tasks given by her superiors"

"What if something goes wrong?"

"Find someone to support it." He Zhenhua showed a meaningful smile, and he took out a small box from the drawer next to it. Inside was a square seal.

After seeing it clearly, Ku Ju took a deep breath. This is Zhou Mei's seal, that is to say, if something goes wrong, Zhou Mei can use the loss of the seal to get away, and he himself, as the instigator, will go to For Zhou Mei, I took the blame.

"Mr. He..." Ku Ju bit her lower lip, "What about your wife and children?"

"My wife won't treat them badly," He Zhenhua said, rubbing the corners of his eyes, "Okay, don't hesitate, let us do what we have to do, and Mr. Wen can take the next step."

Bang bang bang, when they heard the knock on the door, the two calmed down their emotions at the same time. Kuju got up and opened the door, and found a man standing outside the door. When the mask came, both He Zhenhua and Kuju were surprised.

"Mr. Wen, are you crazy?" He Zhenhua's chest jumped in fright, and he hurriedly pulled him in.

"Still working so late, you two have worked hard." Wen Song didn't want to waste time, and directly stated his intention of coming, "I don't know when will Mrs. Jing be ready for the funding that the organization asks for?"

"Money is not a problem, but..." Kuju bit her lip.

"Are you worried about her?" Wen Song raised the corners of his mouth, "Isn't there a plan for the aftermath?"

"It will be transferred to Huaheng's account tomorrow. Don't worry, Mr. Wen, but you have to act fast. Once the money arrives, you must find a way to transfer it out immediately. Leave the rest to me." He Zhenhua was silent for a while. Yes, speak lightly.

"Mr. He, is there no other way? Should we think about it again?" Ku Ju couldn't bear it.

"In fact, no matter where the money is transferred, she will be investigated." Wen Song lit a cigarette, his eyes were hidden behind the lens, like a wolf. , more people will be implicated in this way, but I do have another way.”

Ku Ju and He Zhenhua were obviously surprised, waiting for him to continue.

"There is one person, Mrs. Jing transferred money to her account, there is no risk, even if it is investigated, it can be pushed more cleanly, and our own comrades will not be implicated."

He Zhenhua immediately understood what Wen Song meant, and his brows tightened, "No way!"

"Mr. He, what does he mean?" Kuju didn't understand some things clearly than He Zhenhua, so she naturally couldn't understand.

"Some decisions are unavoidable, Brother He, give me Mrs. Jing's seal, and I will handle the rest for you." Wen Song's expression was unpredictable, "You don't have to worry about not being able to pay the money after it reaches her account." In the hands of the organization, the information and materials left in her HSBC account in Hong Kong were all prepared by me, and I know how to deal with it."

"No!" He Zhenhua was very excited, "This is an internal matter of the organization! You dragged an innocent person in to block the gun, what is this!"

"Comrade Zeng asked for her own opinion." Wen Song said with a condensed expression, "She has no objection."

"No objection does not mean that you agree! Mr. Wen, I know you have always looked down on people who are entertainers, but all people are created equal, and human life is not high or low. Don't forget your original intention of joining the revolution. In short, this matter, I disagree!"

"He Zhenhua!! If you are really arrested and the military commanders threaten your wife and children, can you guarantee that you will not leak information about the underground organization in Chongqing?! You know too much, human nature cannot stand the test, you Don't be naive, I order you in the name of the head of the Central Underground Intelligence Service, hand over your seal and obey the arrangement!"

With a bang, the red sandalwood-colored seal was slapped on the desk, and He Zhenhua walked away with an angry expression on his face.

Wen Song breathed a sigh of relief, he held the seal in his hand, and seeing Ku Ju's eyes cutting him like a knife, he could only smile.

"Mr. Wen, don't you want to sacrifice Miss Bai?" Ku Ju was naturally intelligent, and she seemed to understand what was going on when He Zhenhua said that he was a performer.

"Some ridiculous things, when it's time to end, don't hesitate, otherwise it will only drag her down"

"..." Kuju trembled all over, "As a sister, she almost lost all happiness, don't you think it's not enough?"

"That was her own choice, no one forced her." Wen Song began to get a little impatient.

"Son of a bitch!"

Ku Ju got up angrily, and slapped Wen Song severely. Wen Song got slapped and stood there quietly, as if nothing had happened. The expression, probably learned from Wen Song, seems to be able to imagine how disgusting his face was when he made the righteous speech to Zhou Mei when he decided to marry Miss Sheng Qi.

It's a pity that Zhou Mei was too young at that time, a woman would always learn from the first person she loved, even if those memories were not pleasant, Wen Song's influence on her was too deep, making her become the person she is today This look.

People are keen to hand over a good dream to the wrong person with both hands, and force the cure that should not be asked for in the years to come to the right person.