"Master Chen, you are truly a role model for our generation!"

"You have to take the tip from the woman's purse when you give her a meal tip. It's really cool!"

Hometown is a person's background color. Whether it is black or white, it cannot be washed away in future life.

But the new city where I have lived for a long time has a thick mud on the background.

It will make your accent and living habits involuntarily improve.

Yu Qiuyan is such a model. She has completely abandoned the slightly joyful accent of Northeasterners, and learned Shanghai dialect vividly. She also has a head of pretty curly hair, and from time to time she will say two or three Shanghai dialects.

To be honest, Chen Zhen also spent some time in Shanghai, but he was not tainted with any Shanghai fashion atmosphere.

But he likes Yu Qiuyan's Shanghainese dialect very much, which can be regarded as a little adjustment in the wind and snow chill life.

"Comparing me to Zhang Damin is a bit unfair, and it also slanders Mr. Zhang's appearance."

"I think I'm not ugly, but I still can't be a pretty girl and eat smart food."

"Okay, today is all my fault. I didn't think carefully."

"Use your chopsticks! Eat quickly, there are still other things to do!"

Chen Zhen took out another fifty yuan from Yu Qiuyan's bag, waved it proudly in front of Yu Qiuyan, and put it into his leather wallet.

This was a demonstration, but it also dispelled the delicate atmosphere in the box.

It was the first time that Yu Qiuyan saw such a childish side of Chen Zhen. A smile appeared on his face and his eyes narrowed into a half-moon shape.

"Try it, this is the eggplant box specially ordered for you by your brother An."

"He never remembers my favorite dishes, or in other words, he knows and doesn't bother to curry favor with me!"

Chen Zhen picked up a piece of eggplant box, put it on Yu Qiuyan's dinner plate, and said stiffly but lovingly.

Yu Qiuyan snorted proudly, but with the food in front of him, he generously forgave the young Huahua next to him and began to taste the eggplant box.

Sundewei's food was quite good, but Chen Zhen's mind was filled with the true intentions of the Soviet delegation and he couldn't even take a bite.

His stomach was growling. In the morning, he had toiled all over Harbin and had a scheming meeting, which was very draining mentally and physically.

So, he forced himself to eat half full, then put down his chopsticks, held the teacup, and looked out the window.

Yu Qiuyan naturally noticed Chen Zhen's sad look. She took a few simple bites, then put down her chopsticks and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

"Too much work? Not enough?".

Chen Zhen shook his head and said directly: "The Soviet Union is here!".

These words were like a bolt from the blue, making Yu Qiuyan stunned.

Someone from the Soviet Union is coming?

For Yu Qiuyan and other young bourgeoisie, the Soviet Union is a paradise. Where are their mentors and their unfinished careers that are beginning to see the light of day.

This is what idealists think.

Chen Zhen could see Yu Qiuyan's expression completely.

It's reasonable and expected.

But for the surrealist Chen Zhen, the Soviet Union was not paradise.

Although he is a staunch communist fighter, he is also a national supremacist.

In his eyes, a doctrine is a doctrine, a country is a country, and doctrines will not eliminate conflicts of interest between countries.

Cardinal Richelieu's last words before his death are the famous sayings that Chen Zhen believes in: I have no enemies except public enemies.

"Why did you come?"

Yu Qiuyan finally remembered her responsibilities and asked eagerly.

"I don't know. I only found out what was said on the surface, which is the negotiation about the ownership of the Middle East Road."

"But I feel like things won't be that simple!"

Chen Zhen sighed, put down the tea cup in his hand, and said with a little helplessness.

In the box, it became silent again.

Yu Qiuyan also kept thinking, thinking about why the messenger of the brave new world came.

"I will explore the next secret. I need you to do something!"

Chen Zhen thought about it and didn't understand the twists and turns inside. Fortunately, forget it and continue to wait.

"What do you need me to do?"

"Send this information back to the Soviet area, do not go through the Northern Bureau."

Yu Qiuyan didn't understand Chen Zhen's decision, but she didn't say much.

His job is to send the intelligence agents' information back to his hometown so that the leaders of the revolution can carefully consider the conspiracy inside.

"How's the check on the latent list going? Do you need me to report it as well?"

Yu Qiuyan picked up the chopsticks and flicked them randomly on the plate without putting them on her own plate.

People who are on their own don't care about red tape and show their most rude side.

"It's a bit of a clue, but there's an element of gambling in it."

"There will be results tonight. It's just a matter of luck whether the arrow will hit the target or not."

"You go get the radio station in the afternoon, and Xiao Anzi will accompany you."

"Villa No. 1 will soon become the temporary residence of the Soviet delegation. Tomorrow afternoon, I will send people from the telecommunications department to set up antennas."

"There will be a lot of telecommunications waves, so many that it's hard to guard against them. You only have three minutes to contact your hometown."

"Keep your hands steady!" Chen Zhen instructed.

Lunch ended like this. Xiao Anzi drove Chen Zhen back to the mansion No. 309, and then pulled Yu Qiuyan away.

...

Three o'clock in the morning.

The whole city of HEB is still in a sweet dream, the streets are quiet, only the traffic lights are flashing lonely, and there are only a few cars on the road.

The whole city seemed to have fainted.

A car is a person’s facade and a low-key way to show off.

When an adult man walks down the street wearing gold and silver, he will definitely receive not envy but contempt. He will also be targeted by energetic people in society, and his life or death will be uncertain.

Because that's just showing off and a poor performance.

Only unique logos can represent the owner, top financial resources and ethereal taste.

Goddess of victory!

An Everest-like existence in the automotive world.

Perhaps top luxury cars from other brands are more expensive than it and have better performance than it, but they are certainly not as well advertised as it.

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This has an inexplicable attraction for the heroes who have climbed up from the bottom.

This can be regarded as a small step in the butt, which opened the eyes of peers, and also made DaLao's sales rise one after another.

This exquisite handicraft from the British Channel has also caught the attention of wealthy people in China.

But the cost is very high. One Mirage II car is enough to buy a heavy tank.

Spending so much money just for the sake of face is not what a cunning businessman is willing to pay.

But there is one in this city of ice and snow, which also makes people understand the potential of Harbin, a city in the north.

Everything is so orderly and harmonious.

But soon, this tranquility was completely broken.

Dump truck is an affectionate name given by the people of Harbin to trucks that carry cement, sand, soil and steel bars.

Especially the heavy-duty trucks produced by Mitsubishi have always been famous for their strong power.

When a full-horsepower dump truck is running towards you, the only thing you have to do is to think of your last words.

The dump truck that was supposed to be driving on its own road suddenly changed direction and hit the Phantom II in the middle hard, crushing it directly under the wheels.

The roaring engine of the dump truck turned on all the lights in the nearby small building to watch this major traffic accident.

Reversing, rolling over, reversing, rolling over...

Repeatedly five or six times, pressing the accelerator to the bottom every time.

The whole process took only ten seconds, and then a man wearing a leather hat jumped out of the cab in panic and ran forward at full speed.

The other two cars were left alone, and the people in black suits who ran out stared at their backs in a daze.

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To be continued...