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The time is turbulent, and the Shangyong Library, which is always crowded with people, is quite deserted at the moment.The old-style dark brown door was half open, revealing a beam of dust slanted by the morning light inside. Zhao Changgeng slowed down his steps, looked around calmly, and then stepped in.

The hall was very quiet.The young administrator in white overalls was sitting upright behind the counter facing the door, with two piles of books in hand, and was carefully compiling the bibliography with his head bowed.Around three or five students rested on a corner bench, or copied professional notes, or flipped through popular poetry novels.A mottled staircase enough for five people to walk in parallel leads directly to the second floor. No one walks around, and it looks more and more empty and lonely.At first glance, it looks like a peaceful scene.

Zhao Changgeng hooked the corners of his mouth imperceptibly, and approached the front desk, straightened up the few books that were tucked under his tuck, and pushed them over across the counter, "Excuse me, return the books." The voice is gentle and honest, neither high nor low, neither too obtrusive in such a quiet environment, nor will it be missed by others, it is just right.

The young administrator subconsciously raised his head and glanced at him, then quickly withdrew his gaze, brushed the pages with his slender and strong knuckles, quickly put the book away, and put it among the pile of unsorted sundries at hand.Then he raised his eyes again, and from the light that escaped from under the brim of his hat, he clearly caught the silent lips of the other party: "Is the head of the family here?"

The administrator looked at the scholar in the gray cloth robe in front of him, as if he was considering whether this man, who had put aside all temptations and buffers and went straight to the point when he entered the door, was credible.After a while, the other person spoke again, although silently, but with an undeniable momentum, pouring out from under the seemingly gentle appearance: "Which room is Secretary Du on the second floor?"

In an instant, all the analyzes and judgments circling in the mind at high speed came to an end. The administrator closed his eyes, checked the pages of the book calmly, picked up a pen and wrote the return record on the registration book, and at the same time replied with mouth: " Room 201, 10 minutes." Zhao Changgeng smiled and nodded, "Thank you."

The hall fell into silence again, and the rustling sound of paper leaves could be heard sporadically somewhere, accompanied by long and peaceful breathing, like the dew on the petals of a magnolia planted in front of the window, quietly disappearing into the early morning light.A few scattered figures in indigo school uniforms behind them were still immersed in their respective atmospheres, and there was no change due to the usual conversation just now. Zhao Changgeng understood that his peripheral vision was clear, he shook his clothes, and slowly stepped up the stairs.

The second floor is still a hall, and there are several old wooden benches in the open space around it. If you go straight in, you can see rows of neatly arranged cabinets behind the door. Two rooms, room 201 is the first one from the left.Zhao Changgeng kept walking, walked straight into the library, took a book with him casually, and sat down in room 202 next door.

Not long after, there was the sound of the door opening and closing. Before hearing footsteps, I heard several knocks of different lengths: 2629 (Du).Knowing that the other party was reporting himself, Zhao Changgeng smiled, but didn't move, but leisurely turned another page, leaned back on the back of the chair, and waited leisurely for the action on that side.

There was a moment of silence outside the door, and then the lock was touched, and someone quickly and lightly unscrewed it.The visitor was wearing a suit and leather shoes, a thin felt cap with a round top and a wide brim in his hand, and a pair of black silk sunglasses covering half of his face. At first glance, he looked like a rich man who had returned from studying abroad, but after careful inspection, he still couldn't hide the dust. It was Du Cheng, the confidential secretary next to the boss.

The visitor saw that it seemed as expected, so he was not surprised, immediately closed the door, raised his hand in Yaoyao, and said with a smile: "Brother Ying Xing, you are still so cautious in your own realm!" Zhao Changgeng just heard the words Standing up, he made a gesture of please sit down, and immediately responded: "Brother Xin, I, who has walked through the mouth of Jinkou once, if I don't pay attention to it, I will not know that I will live until today."

It's a joke, but it's the truth.Even if Du Cheng does not participate in daily operations and information transmission, but is located in the rear central department, and handles countless information arrangements every day, he naturally knows what the situation is.Hearing what Zhao Changgeng said now, and thinking about the current situation, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly, so he stopped talking, but said in a deep voice: "According to Yuchuan's order, the main force of the East China War Zone will retreat to Xiakou, and all supplies will be supplied by Tianjin. Always stand to cooperate with the dispatch. The boss left for Jinkou last night, and before leaving, I will explain this matter to you, and you must keep an eye on the rear transportation line."

Zhao Changgeng's heart trembled, and he immediately frowned: "The boss still wants to use Pingyin?" The military situation is not slow, and the relocation of factories and schools still has to be rushed forward. There are only a handful of railway lines to Xiakou and inland.

On both sides of the long river, Shangyong and Pingyin are the lips and teeth of each other.Now that the top is already in front of you, the Dongri Line newspaper mentions Pingyin, and it is obvious that you have noticed it. You just need to try a little bit, and you will easily pierce this layer of window paper. Unsolved dead chess.Zhao Changgeng couldn't see any more ways out, so he thought that the boss might want to take a gamble, even at the risk of Pingyin being attacked by the air, he must rush to transfer all the personnel and materials out before Dongri, and squeeze out all the personnel before being exposed. Dry the last bit of value on this dark thread.

Thinking of this, my thoughts turned sharply, and I knew that the boss should have arrangements for such a situation, and I shouldn't ask too much, so I stopped talking immediately, and said modestly: "We came back from Jinkou, and the headquarters affairs have been unfamiliar for a long time, so it involves all parties. Fang's scheduling configuration may not be competent for a while."

Before the words finished, Du Cheng interrupted seriously: "You just need to make sure that the current lines are operating normally. As for when and where there will be any changes, the No. [-] phone in the headquarters will go directly to Jinkou. When necessary, the boss will give instructions."

After speaking, his expression softened, and he persuaded in a soft voice: "Brother Ying Xing, don't be too self-effacing. If it wasn't for the urgent situation at that time, you had to go to Jinkou to connect, and now you are also a half-master. If you don't take care of this, Do you want me, a scholar who can only copy and write, to talk about wars on paper?"

Zhao Changgeng looked up at the refined middle-aged man in front of him, and didn't answer.He is very clear that in this industry, life and death are too common, but like this person, he has been managing the confidential room for many years, so simple and low-key that he is inconspicuous, but he can talk to everyone with an acquaintance's face Yes, there are actually not many.

Zhao Changgeng didn't know exactly how long Du Cheng had been working at the Jinchang Station. He only knew that when he was young and full of vigor and devoted himself to the system, he had already followed the boss as a confidential secretary.Over the years, this person has been like a shadow. At first glance, it seems that there is no sense of existence, but when you think about it carefully, it is indeed everywhere.

To say that Du Cheng is a scholar, Zhao Changgeng believes; but to say that Du Cheng is a clerk who only knows how to copy and write, that would be extremely polite.He even believed that if one day the boss made a mistake, it would never be him, but Du Cheng who could take over from him and maintain the underground situation.

The warm spring light outside the window brushed the old window frame and fell into the house. Zhao Changgeng shook the hem of his clothes, as if wanting to shake off the fine specks of light that had been splashed unintentionally, but finally got up, staring at Du Cheng's pupils hidden in the backlight, sparkling Sparkling like an ancient well, the depth is uncertain: "Why me?"

Du Cheng looked at him with a smile, and was not in a hurry to answer, but said: "Shangfeng made a decision, and I dare not make rash comments, but the boss has always relied heavily on Brother Ying Xing, and this time you have retreated from Jinkou again. It is not known if he intends to recommend it to Yuchuan. Right now, Dongri is pressing harder and harder, and our entire East China force is shrinking towards Xiakou. There is bound to be a big battle to be fought. It is a great achievement to do a good job in allocating turnover. Brother Ying Xing was calm in the face of the enemy, but now he doesn't dare?"

Zhao Changgeng didn't smile.Looking at the officialdom and military camps, there are certainly people with lofty ideals and passionate sons, but in the final analysis, most of them are striving for nothing more than fame and wealth.He could hear that what was said was half flattery and half lure, and he didn't forget to be a bit provocative at the end. He thought that this kind of routine had aroused the appetite of many people. If it was in the past, he would not be indifferent, but Now there is no special thought at all.

Since the golden cicada escaped from Jinkou, the boss only arranged for him to take care of the outside, and no longer took over the previous affairs. Many keen doubts were stuck in his heart, but he couldn't ask more questions. He just felt like he was hidden in the snow.He knew that his boss had reprimanded him for being too indecisive in major matters, but just because of this point, he left people idle in Shangyu University, but it was not like his usual style of making the best use of everything. Not without reason.

It was said that he had stayed in Jinchang for several years, and perhaps it was time for him to change places.Withdrew from the invisible front line, retreated behind the barriers built of flesh and blood, let go of the face-to-face fight on the blade, and turned into the layered and staggered institutions of one's own side.After all, the boss is also an outsider, and needs a trustworthy person in Yuchuan to help him calmly deal with the struggles and constraints of the various factions.

For a moment, Zhao Changgeng seemed to see the chess moves behind him, but he was not overjoyed. He just felt that such an opportunity that others could only dream of made him feel at a loss from the bottom of his heart.But time did not allow for more hesitation, so he could only reply aloud: "In this way, if Zhao refuses again, he will really be a good boy at the same time."

Du Cheng still smiled, as if he had already made up his mind that the other party would not refuse: "That's right. The boss said when he left that Brother Ying Xing is a talented horse and should not be limited to the small area of ​​Jinchang. If possible, he would like to Be back to Bole." Zhao Changgeng didn't respond, he turned his eyes away from the polite face that was always wearing a mask, walked a few steps towards the small window, and said, "Is there any other choice?"

There used to be, five or six years ago, he could raise a case without saying a word, and he was not even afraid of open disobedience.At that time, the boss also gritted his teeth and hated: Zhao Changgeng, Zhao Changgeng, you are a fierce horse!He was unmoved, even though he clearly knew that a good horse that could not be used by others would end in either abandonment or death.But he didn't take any path after all, he thought that the boss would probably be proud, being as stubborn as himself, he was tamed after all.

When did it start?It is definitely not the empty sentence "the bounden duty of a soldier is to obey" when putting on the military uniform.Xu Shi has seen too many sacrifices and schemes, Xu Shi has almost led to catastrophe, right, wrong, worthwhile, unworthy... Finally, I also recognized that the gears on a machine only need Rotating at its inherent speed, as for whether the machine is running normally or is corroded, it cannot be seen through or controlled by the pattern of a small part.

Zhao Changgeng understands that what the boss needs him to know, Du Cheng has revealed enough and clearly enough, whether he understands it or not, he just needs to follow orders.He turned around suddenly, looked at the other party and smiled wryly: "Brother Xin, to be honest, I would rather stay on the front line, even if I am walking on the wire, at least I can see the result of what I have done."

Du Cheng avoided his gaze, and sighed for a while: "Nowadays, there are not many people who are dedicated to doing practical things like Brother Ying Xing, so they should be kept and used wisely—this is also what the boss meant." There is no way to know the truth and falsehood of the words, but it's just a word, the two of them have nothing to say.

After a while, Zhao Changgeng took out his pocket watch from his gown.There was not much left in the 10 minutes when he entered the door. He stroked the polished watch case and said, "Tomorrow the Jingyuan will be relocated, and my status here will also be removed. Before that, I need the past experience of the headquarters. Detailed records of the route, passenger and cargo flow, etc. along the route leading to each transfer station."

Du Cheng responded: "Naturally, let Brother Ying Xing arrange the confidential room of the main station right away." Zhao Changgeng smiled, and the pocket watch in his hand was turning silently, intersecting and separating in an instant, holding it so that there is no more and no less.He had already walked to the door, and stopped suddenly without turning back, but asked with a smile, "Are you new at the door?" Du Cheng followed two steps unhurriedly: "It was recommended by the training class, take it out for a try Test the waters."

Zhao Changgeng nodded: "The embryo is not bad, but we need to practice more." Du Cheng was startled, even though he was a newcomer, the contact plan had been examined and approved by him, and he claimed that there was nothing wrong with it, but now he was pointed out. Can not help but be surprised.Zhao Changgeng actually laughed, and said to himself, "As for that job, let him try it for another ten days."

Before the voice fell, people had already stepped into the outer hall into the melting skylight.Du Cheng had already recalled the memory at this time, seeing that he was wearing a gray cloth gown and did not enter the corner of the stairs, but also stepped out of the house, leaning on the railing to overlook the scene on the first floor.The spring is just right, with occasional chirping of birds and insects and golden beams of light pouring in from the open door of the main hall, so peaceful and peaceful that it doesn't seem to be in danger at all.