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It was early in the morning when Liu Feng heard the news about Zhan Qingcheng, before the sun came out, the wind was blowing a bit cold, so cold that he felt cold in his heart.

Liu Feng felt very familiar when he saw him at first glance. After all, his eyebrows followed his parents, but he still asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm Zhan Qingcheng."

"Zhan Anming's daughter?"

Zhan Qingcheng is used to being treated as a woman by everyone, but it's okay, he will return to a man's body one day.

"Hmm. I want to join the organization."

Liu Feng looked at Zhan Qingcheng hesitantly, and finally said cruelly: "Okay... come with me."

The organization matter finally came to an end, and Lei Guobin also wrote a letter to Zhan Qingcheng, saying that everything went well and asked Zhan Qingcheng to go back as soon as possible.

The base of the organization is in Meiyuantang. Although Meiyuantang is a theater on the surface, it is an information office of an underground organization inside.What Zhan Qingcheng wants to do is to be an actor. In modern times, he once learned opera for a mission and got close to his goal. Although he can't say how professional he is, he should be able to do it.

Zhan Qingcheng's new identity is Mei's cousin, Han Fengyue, eighteen years old, unmarried.

Half a month later, Zhan Qingcheng, the second lady of Zhan's house, was seriously ill and rested in bed, but Meiyuantang had an extra famous actor.

In Shanghai, it is said that Meiyuantang has the best opera singing, whether it is Cantonese opera or other operas, it can be said that there is everything that one expects to find. Both high-ranking officials and ordinary people like to listen to operas here, so the news here is the most well-informed.

The number one in Meiyuan Hall is Han Fengyue. Not only is he indistinguishable in male and female, but he also has a voice. He sings the most beautiful songs, so he deserves to be called the number one.

Zhan Qingcheng didn't know the top card they passed on, he only knew that singing was really tiring, and because he was not a professional, he had to ask the teacher to practice repeatedly.

Leng Han returned to Kyoto today, but I don't know what Leng Han looked like when he saw those letters, it must be very exciting.

In the basement of Meiyuantang, a few candles were flickering. The light of the candles was not enough to achieve a bright state, but it was enough for the people in the room.

Liu Feng sat on the stool, frowned, and said in a serious voice, "The higher-ups have spoken to kill Sano Zaoming. Sano Zaoming is secretly manufacturing guns and ammunition. Once they start construction, it will be troublesome."

When Xia Tian heard it, he was immediately annoyed, and he stood up from the stool and slapped the table heavily with his big hands.

Liu Mei said Xia Tian, ​​"Old Xia, listen to Political Commissar Liu!"

Liu Feng raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Why are you impulsive! If you are not careful, you will expose the organization, and everything must obey the order of the organization. What do you think you are doing!"

Xia Tian didn't even dare to hum, and sat back on the stool.

Seeing that Xia Tian had calmed down, Liu Feng was not so angry anymore. He sighed and continued: "I was also very angry when I heard the organization say that, but I can't be arrogant! The organization's intention is to see if we can get along with Marshal Leng Cooperation, the organization also feels that Marshal Leng is a good person and will think about the people."

Zhan Qingcheng didn't speak, but was thinking, "Okay, then it's not too late to go to Tanfeng and make a decision."

Liu Feng looked at Zhan Qingcheng again, the emotion in his eyes was hard to see clearly, his brows were sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed, as if he was thinking about something, just as he was about to speak, he was hit by a burst of "da da da" hurried footsteps broken.

"Call, report to Political Commissar Liu. Political Commissar Han encountered a search by the Japanese army and asked for instructions." I saw a thin layer of cold sweat on the forehead of the visitor, no blood on his lips, and he was panting while speaking.

Liu Feng picked up the hat from the chair, put it on his head, and hurriedly followed the man who reported the information. When he reached the door, he paused for a moment as if thinking of something, left a word to Zhan Qingcheng, and left in a hurry.

"During my absence, you bring people, and the Leng family's reliable organization wants to cooperate with the Leng family, you can figure it out."

Zhan Qingcheng smiled helplessly, but it was worth everything to get the approval of the political commissar, "Okay."

After Liu Feng left, Zhan Qingcheng took off his high heels, put on flat shoes, groped for a bump on the gray and black wall and pressed it, and the hidden compartment came out.

This compartment is very simple, with a small single bed, a wardrobe next to the bed, a large table and a few chairs, and a few potted plants and many mechanical items on the table .

Zhan Qingcheng opened the closet, peeled off the clothes, opened a layer of wooden blocks, and took out one of the small boxes, then tidied up the things in the closet and came out.

"Isn't this box filled with the cosmetics that you told us to make so hard?" Xia Xia asked suspiciously when she saw Zhan Qingcheng holding this small box.

Cosmetics can be produced in this period, it is indeed a lot of hardships, because there is a lot to do.

And in order to prevent those who are willing to steal the recipes, they can only be separated in different places and find reliable people to make semi-finished products in batches and then synthesize them.

Now Xia Tian and Liu Mei's tempers have been figured out, and they are trustworthy friends, so they will bring them a share of any benefits.

After hearing this, Zhan Qingcheng smiled and said, "Yes, my sister, Tomei, has contacted a big foreign boss. We are going to an appointment. I believe we should have funds in a short time."

Guns and ammunition can be made after having funds, or the cost of buying them is too high. These are all one word "money".

Money can make ghosts grind, but without money, it is difficult to move an inch. The ancients never deceived me.

Xia Tian didn't understand, looked at Zhan Qingcheng and smiled, scratched his head and giggled, "Although I don't understand these things, how do you know that they will betray you?"

Zhan Qingcheng took out two oceans and let them collide with each other to make a crisp sound, and then said: "Because no one will have trouble with money."

They still have a lot to learn, just take a few proper lessons, "Follow me to the Yi Restaurant."

When Xia Xia wanted to speak, Liu Mei gave her a hard look and abruptly changed what she wanted to say, "Okay."

Zhan Qingcheng remembered that he would not have any aura when he was negotiating in women's clothing, so he wanted to put on the long-lost men's clothing, and said helplessly: "It's just that I have to change my clothes first, you wait outside."

After he changed his clothes, his demeanor changed. He was wearing a blue gown and a hat to hide his hair. He looked very handsome.

Both Liu Mei and Xia Tian were taken aback, "Qingcheng?!"

Zhan Qingcheng instructed: "Well, calling yourself the third master outside can't spoil a good thing."

"Ok!"

Half an hour later, when Xia Xia saw that the foreigners waiting for Zhan Qingcheng hadn't arrived yet, he couldn't help swearing and it was Liu Mei who taught him a lesson.

"Wait a little longer, they will come." Zhan Qingcheng didn't show any anxiety on his face, he was still drinking tea slowly and looking out of the window from time to time.

Of course they will come. Before, they secretly gave each of them fifty lipsticks and fifty boxes of blush. Although they showed displeasure on their faces, they still took them. I don’t know how much they will earn by using them, huh.

With a "creak" the door opened and several gringos came in. Zhan Qingcheng smiled and greeted the gringos one by one.

Because Zhan Qingcheng had already seen the assistant of the American businessman in the lobby of Juxian Building and entered another compartment after seeing him in the corridor on the second floor, so Zhan Qingcheng knew that the gringo wanted to make him wait.

Since it's time to spend, spend it with them, there is no shortage of time.

Now that the gringos are here, Zhan Qingcheng will generously invite them to the best food and drinks in Yi Restaurant, and let them vomit as much as they eat later.

The gringo was not polite either, picking up the chopsticks and stuffing vegetables into his mouth, the sound of chewing was annoying.

"Your cosmetics are very good, but the price you want is not good?" Yankee's assistant said to Zhan Qingcheng straight to the point.

"Oh, you can choose not to. Anyway, I believe these businessmen will want it wisely." Zhan Qingcheng took a sip of tea calmly, and then spoke in fluent and pure Oxford English, which was better than that of the American businessman's assistant. There is more than one level of high English.

Several businessmen looked at each other in blank dismay, each with their own thoughts.

Zhan Qingcheng didn't care about their surprised expressions, and talked to them directly in fluent English. They didn't need an assistant anymore, and it was more convenient to communicate directly.

"24 yuan is the same price, [-] lipsticks and [-] boxes of blush." ​​Zhan Qingcheng smiled charmingly, saying that he didn't want to waste his mouth with them anymore.

Liu Mei was startled when she heard this number, she hurried over and whispered in Zhan Qingcheng's ear, "Qing, is there too many third masters?"

"No, don't worry, if no one wants it, you can sell it in Huaxia." Zhan Qingcheng reassured, and Liu Mei didn't say anything else and stood beside him.

"Okay, 24 oceans." The Russian businessman pretended to be in pain, and took out a pen and paper from his assistant as if to write an IOU.

As soon as the Russian businessman's words came out, other businessmen disagreed and started arguing one after another. This is the effect Zhan Qingcheng wanted.

"No, don't need an IOU. I just want a white ocean. And there are only 20 lipsticks and blush. The highest bidder wins. I don't want to listen to nonsense. I want to ask for the price." How can Zhan Qingcheng not know them, really If it is worse than a profiteer, then I will be a good person.

"It's easy to say something," the Yankee assistant persuaded.

"Who are you, and you have the right to speak here? Mr. George, your assistant has really ruined your reputation, but your assistant is just like your reputation." Zhan Qingcheng made a sharp look at the Yankee The assistant trembled, the Yankee was also stupid and didn't understand the meaning of the words, the Yankee assistant didn't dare to speak.

"I paid 30 oceans, and I paid 20 yuan for lipstick and blush." ​​The British businessman said without delay.

"The 43 taels belong to me." The French businessman said, and took out a check.

"55 oceans." The Russian businessman was really hurt, and the fat on his face was squeezed together with his eyes squinted.

I feel bad for just this little money, so if I ask you to pay 100 million later, isn’t it just a matter of life and death?

The corners of Zhan Qingcheng's mouth curled slightly, and he smiled and said to the Yankee: "I don't want a check or an IOU. I just want gold and oceans, and I will pay for it and deliver the goods in ten days. What about you, Mr. George, don't you want it?"

Liu Feng looked at Zhan Qingcheng hesitantly, and finally said cruelly: "Okay... come with me."