Old Movies of the Republic of China II

Wang Yuan helped the coffin back to his hometown, but Qinghe seemed to lose his arms. Fortunately, the few economics students he had hired were able to come in handy, so he was not too busy just now.

A special commissioner came from the south, different from the special commissioner Wu who came from the capital just for profit, this is a key member of Shen Shanhai's faction, and he came here to buy armaments from Zhang Yishan.The quality of light and heavy machine guns and shells produced by the arsenals of the three eastern provinces is still somewhat inferior to that of foreign products, but the price is lower - more importantly, Shen Shanhai hopes to use this to convey goodwill to Zhang Yishan.

Zhang Yishan received Special Commissioner Yang Xingsi and his party in the office building.

He was dressed in a military uniform and wore countless medals. He restrained his sharpness at the same time, with a lukewarm smile on his face, and his words were not aggressive.

"After Yingzui closed, my old Zhang's body is not good. I always feel tight in my chest. Director Yang, don't joke, I have to go back to sleep and have a good rest." Zhang Yishan pressed a handkerchief on his nose Press, and waved again: "Let Zhang Zheng take you to have a light meal, drink some wine, and have a look around - it is incomparable with your Jinling, our place is not so lively."

Yang Xingsi was just in his forties, with a pair of eyes, wearing a long robe, his words and deeds were gentle and personable, he looked like a gentleman.

He cupped his hands and said: "The marshal's words are killing Yang."

Zhang Zheng looked away from him and smiled coldly.

Yang Xingsi, everyone in Jinling knows this name, but no one dares to mention it.The theory of stopping children crying at night may be absurd, but it shows what kind of character he is.

The dinner was arranged at Fuchun Restaurant, the best in Fengtian. Tao Wenle, the general manager of the Ordnance Factory and Zhang Yishan's confidant, came with several technicians from the factory, one of whom was Danish.

Zhang Zheng toasted the first glass of wine, Yang Xingsi raised his head, drank it down, lowered his eyes to look at the ground, and showed an embarrassed smile: "Young commander, I am too strong to drink, I can't drink any more after drinking this one, please forgive me .”

Zhang Zheng glanced at Hou Xiao.

Hou Xiao understood, and stepped forward and said, "Director Yang was joking. I heard that Chief of Staff Shen likes to drink a lot in his spare time. How could Chief Yang not drink because he has been with Chief of Staff Shen for so many years?"

He nodded to the officers behind him, and said with a smile: "Before the few of us came, we were prepared not to get drunk and not to return. Even if we climb back, we must let the distinguished guests have a good drink."

Yang Xingsi adjusted his glasses.

Zhang Zheng's identity was there, and no one dared to force him to drink when he was sober. He picked up the glass and touched it to his lips from time to time, but whether he drank it or not was a matter of opinion.

Hou Xiao took aim at Yang Xingsi and clinked glasses with him.

Tao Wenle was next to Zhang Zheng. He leaned his upper body slightly and whispered in Zhang Zheng's ear, "This Yang Xingsi, I think he has a good drinker, and he didn't even blush after drinking so much."

Zhang Zheng glanced at Yang Xingsi's entourage. They were also restrained at first, but after a few glasses of wine, they let go a lot. One of the young technicians was hooking shoulders with a Danish technician, discussing gun manufacturing.

"You don't drink?"

"How dare I touch alcohol." Tao Wenle waved his hand, "How can Hou Xiao drink so much? I don't think he is here to drink others, but to drink himself."

Zhang Zheng said unhappily, "He's lost his mind."

Tao Wenle became interested: "What do you say? Have you fallen in love with a girl from some family? This is a good thing!"

Tao Wenle held the position of the general office of the arsenal factory in the three eastern provinces for several years. Zhang Zheng introduced the object.

Zhang Zheng lit a cigarette and said calmly, "If he becomes a family here, how will he explain to his family when he goes back?"

Tao Wenle asked strangely, "What do you mean?"

Zhang Zheng didn't speak, Tao Wenle thought for a while and couldn't figure it out, "Why can't I explain it? The ladies in Xiangdao can't accept their husband marrying their concubine?"

Zhang Zheng paused, shook his head and said, "Don't talk about this."

At the end of the dinner, Hou Xiao and the others couldn't stand upright, and Yang Xingsi's entourage also collapsed. Only he himself was still thinking clearly, and he didn't say a word he shouldn't have said during the three-hour dinner.

He shook hands with Zhang Zheng and Tao Wenle respectively, adjusted his glasses, and said with a smile, "Thanks for the hospitality, Yang is very grateful."

After parting, Tao Wenle and Zhang Zheng got into a car, the drunk Hou Xiao fell asleep lying on the front seat, and Tao Wenle talked with Zhang Zheng in a low voice.

After talking about the business, Tao Wenle said in a more relaxed tone: "Zhang Zheng, you see, Mo Yun has been gone for four years, and you are only in your 20s, so you have to remarry."

He is Zhang Zheng's elder, and his relationship with Zhang Zheng has always been very close. He has the status and position to discuss this matter with Zhang Zheng.

Zhang Zheng said, "My dad asked you to be a lobbyist again?"

Tao Wenle coughed in embarrassment, and said, "Actually, I wanted to talk to you a long time ago. Didn't the boss force you when he said he would not marry for three years? It will happen sooner or later, and you don't need to be so repulsive."

Seeing that Zhang Zheng didn't speak, he continued to say earnestly, "Mo Yun is a good girl, but unfortunately she didn't have this blessing and left too early. Not to mention anything else, your parents are not young anymore, in the future you need a generous and decent wife Host the housework for you and help you socialize."

Zhang Zheng said, "Uncle Tao, I don't want to talk about this matter yet."

Late at night, Yamada Mansion.

Jun Yamada was sitting cross-legged on the tatami, reading a novel.

The light reflected a tall figure on the partition. Mitsuo Yamada knocked on the door and smiled slightly after hearing his brother's response.

Jun Yamada put down his book, his eyes brightened, and he said happily, "Brother, are you here to have a night talk with me?"

The two brothers sat across the table. Mitsuo Yamada poured a glass of sake for his younger brother. Toshi Yamada thanked him and said with his eyes bent: "It seems that we have never drank together."

Jun Yamada has a good capacity for alcohol. He has been drinking frequently since he was 15 years old. After his elder brother went to China and left him alone in Tokyo, he was soaked in alcohol all day long.In his impression, his elder brother Mitsuo Yamada would only drink when he couldn't refuse, and he never refused to drink a second cup, and he was never drunk.

Alcohol brings Yamada Shun back to his boyhood.

He talked a lot, about the anger and fear of being bullied when he was a child, about the pride of seeing his brother in charge of the family, about the sadness and anxiety of being left in the country back then, how he wanted to be with his brother forever.He talked about the food, scenery, geisha in Tokyo, the beautiful cherry blossoms on Mount Fuji, and Yuta who didn't know what he had become.Said that he came to China to see his brother's joy, said that he was willing to give everything for his brother...

Yamada Toshi's words became more and more presumptuous and unscrupulous, Yamada Mitsuo looked at him fixedly, and said in a deep voice, "Xiaojun, you are drunk."

Yamada Jun waved his hand and said, "I'm not drunk. Brother, let me finish. I want you to know what's on my mind. I want you to know."

The young man's cheeks were the color of cherry blossoms, and Mitsuo Yamada stretched his hand across the table and rubbed his cheek involuntarily.The gentle touch made Mitsuo Yamada withdraw his hand immediately. He clenched his fists and interrupted Jun Yamada cruelly: "Xiao Jun, you have to go back."

Yamada Toshi finally couldn't hide the uneasiness suppressed by his forced smile and drunkenness. He put down the delicate wine cup with trembling hands, and said stubbornly, "I will never go back."

He stared at his brother and repeated, "Never."

Mitsuo Yamada treated him like a negotiating opponent, and said coldly: "I'm not begging you, I'm telling you my decision." Seeing that Jun Yamada wanted to speak, he continued: "This time, even if you faint again Even once, I won't compromise."

Looking into his brother's eyes, Jun Yamada knew how determined he was.

He was not as Yamada Mitsuo imagined, broke down and screamed, no matter what he insisted on staying, he was so calm that he even surprised himself.

He lowered his head, "Brother, tell me, what is it for this time?"

His calm made Mitsuo Yamada very disturbed. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to tell him the truth: "Sosuke Ooka will no longer be the head of the Kanto Agency."

Yamada Shun thought for a moment, then frowned and asked, "What is the new chief?"

Relieved and sour, Yamada Mitsuo drank a cup of sake and said: "The country is very dissatisfied with Ooka Sosuke's weakness, and they will send a more tough chief."

"Tough?" Toshi Yamada's pupils dilated, he said anxiously, "Brother, you must go with me!"

Mitsuo Yamada said: "You are worried about my brother, and my brother is very relieved. But I have to stay, not only for our family, but also for the empire."

Jun Yamada was even more disturbed: "Are you going to—"

"Xiao Jun," Yamada Mitsuo interrupted him: "Don't ask so many questions, just remember that you will return to your country in ten days."

Mitsuo Yamada comforted his younger brother a few more words, got up and left.

The partition was closed, and a tear silently slid down Yamada Toshi's cheek.

In the hiding place, the black figure finally moved. She gently stroked her protruding belly, and then left swiftly.

Du Zhongyuan was restless, pacing back and forth, very anxious.

On the second floor, Hou Yuzhi, who was wrapped in a satin nightgown, looked down at him expressionlessly, and said for a long time, "Go cook a bowl of noodles, I'm hungry."

Du Zhongyuan suddenly raised his head, couldn't speak clearly when he was happy, and hurried to the kitchen to prepare supper for her.He cut a large piece of stewed beef and washed some vegetables, trying to make this supper more hearty.Yuzhi needs nutrition, and so does the child.

After the supper was ready, Du Zhongyuan wanted to take it to the bedroom, but Hou Yuzhi had already gone downstairs.

She sat on the chair, did not avoid him this time, and lit a cigarette openly.

Du Zhongyuan put the big bowl on the table and said, "How about a taste, I'll make it if it doesn't taste good....Don't smoke for now."

Hou Yuzhi glanced at him, and actually put out the cigarette.

She didn't comment on the bowl of noodles, she just ate it clean.

Du Zhongyuan picked up the bowl and planned to put it in the kitchen for the old lady to wash tomorrow. Hou Yuzhi held a cigarette in his hand and seemed eager to light it.

Du Zhongyuan slowed down, Hou Yuzhi paused and threw away the cigarette, Du Zhongyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at his back, Hou Yuzhi said silently: "Fool."