[Sparrow] My years in Shanghai

[Sparrow] My years in Shanghai

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She has been ups and downs in Shanghai for so many years, doing what she is willing to do, and also doing many things she is not willing to do.

In a big way, it is for faith, and in a small way, it is for survival.

At first glance, Mrs. Wang is a powerful character

"Although youth is capital, but this is a wrong bet. I can't afford to lose, but I will lose my life."

When Mrs. Wang said this, her expression was calm, and she stared coldly at Shen Meijun, who was younger and more beautiful than her, standing in front of her, and Shen Meijun was as weak as an ant in front of Mrs. Wang. For a moment, Jiang Zhen seemed to understand Why did Mr. Wang marry Mrs. Wang?

The people present did not dare to make a sound because they were afraid of being caught on fire. To put it bluntly, two full months have passed since they fled to Hanoi with Mr. They are used to the climate here, but the food makes them feel more miserable. No one wants to stay in this useless place in Hanoi anymore. They live by Mr. Wang, so how dare they offend Mrs. Wang so easily.

"Let's go, I was just joking. Mei Jun won't mind." After Mrs. Wang said this, she laughed herself, and the people around her also laughed dryly.

At that time, Jiang Zhen saw the murderous intent in Mrs. Wang's eyes, yes, that murderous intent happened to fall on Shen Meijun.

On March 1939, 28, in the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun came in from the window, and she was still writing the tasks ordered by her superiors, when someone knocked on the door of the office, she lowered her head and continued to revise the current article, while replying: "Come in."

Jiang Zhen looked at Shen Meijun wearing a beige lace cheongsam, outlining her body line to be uneven, and walked towards Jiang Zhen's desk gracefully, her red lips parted slightly: "What do you think of my outfit?"

Jiang Zhen raised her eyes, and sized Shen Meijun carefully for a while: "The color of your earrings doesn't match well."

Shen Meijun touched her earlobe lightly, and frowned: "Really?" After finishing speaking, she walked out of the office quickly, and entered Jiang Zhen's office again after a few minutes, "Sure enough, it would be nice to wear pearl earrings, These are all treasures that I have hidden for a long time, and I traded my life for a day like tonight." Shen Meijun leaned forward, with playful eyes, and smiled as she approached Jiang Zhen, naturally the smell of powder on Shen Meijun's body Then it rushed into Jiang Zhen's nasal cavity. Jiang Zhen lowered her eyes, and her displeasure flashed past. Then, she heard Shen Meijun say softly, "This Japanese is going to take us back. You must not follow him. People say oh."

Jiang Zhen stared at Shen Meijun in surprise, seeing her smiling like a flower, she seemed to be very satisfied with Jiang Zhen's reaction, then raised her eyes to look at her watch, said in a coquettish voice that it was too late, and left in a hurry.Although she and Shen Meijun are colleagues, they don't have close contacts. Her actions today really surprised her. On the other hand, she was also thinking that Japan decided to take them back. The Japanese have not fully agreed, or there are other reasons.

After waiting for nearly a month, the Japanese spies finally showed up.

During this period, Shen Meijun's mood became more and more irritable, and there were many mistakes in her work, and she was even criticized by Mr. Lin Bosheng on the spot, which made the atmosphere of the whole propaganda department very tense.

Although Mrs. Wang was joking last time, everyone knows that the rumors between Shen Meijun and Mr. Wang may not be false.Knowing it well, talking less is the best choice to protect yourself wisely, and naturally there is no need to rush to curry favor with anyone.

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Shanghai in April is occasionally chilly.The plane landed at Hongqiao Airport, and there was an accident just before leaving the airport.After that incident, Jiang Zhen thought carefully, why did Mr. Wang and others fall behind?

The gunshot rang out, and Jiang Zhen saw with her own eyes two or three colleagues who were far away from her were shot and fell to the ground suddenly. They gave orders, but it was useless. The gunshots were still ringing, and the scene was still chaotic.

Jiang Zhen retreated quickly, squeezed out of the panicked and running crowd, but happened to meet Mr. Wang and a group of people, they stood in place, frowning, she thought, the person who calmed them down must be here .

Just as she was looking around quickly, she happened to see the sniper in the front right from the corner of her eye. The light reflected by the sun was aiming at Mr. Wang. Before she could make a sound, she ran to the front right and pushed I shot Mr. Wang, but before I could dodge, my left arm was shot by a bullet, it hurt so much!

Jiang Zhen frowned, the pain was so painful that she couldn't hear anything at all, she couldn't remember what happened next, when she opened her eyes again, she was already lying on the hospital bed.

"You're awake. What's wrong with your body?"

Mrs. Wang's kindness made Jiang Zhen a little flattered, and she was going to sit up, but she didn't expect to pull the wound, and the pain made her clench her teeth.

"Thanks to you this time, Zhao Ming and I owe you a favor."

Mrs. Wang's tone was sincere, except for a shrewd look in her eyes. Seeing her pale face from the pain, she had already stood up and planned to call for a doctor.

"Mrs. Wang, under the circumstances at that time, saving Mr. Wang was also to save myself, and I just wanted to have a good time in the future." Jiang Zhen said such a long list, she was in pain at first, but now she can hardly breathe She didn't breathe a sigh of relief until she saw Mrs. Wang let go of the scrutiny before she went out. The pain from the wound swept over her, the veins on her forehead were bulging, and she was so weak.

After that day, although Mrs. Wang didn't come here often, the tonic soup and meals declined.

On the glass window was her figure, her arms were still wrapped in bandages, and thick black smoke was rising from time to time in the distance, Jiang Zhen frowned, and looked up at the thin clouds in the sky that were burned red by the sun.

Shen Meijun is now outside the door of the ward. How much she hopes that she is Jiang Zhen at this moment, so that Mr. Wang will take a fancy to her more, but since she was a child, she is most afraid of pain. If she really exchanges with Jiang Zhen, she really It's hard to imagine, but luckily Mr. Wang is still the same Mr. Wang.

"Jiang Zhen, seeing you like this, everyone is relieved." Shen Meijun hugged the flowers in her arms, carrying a box of snacks, walked into the ward slowly with a smile, put the things away, raised her eyes, and turned her back to her Jiang Zhen turned her head, "Looking at your current state, you are recovering very well. You don't know, many people lost their lives that day. It is said that I still don't know who did it."

Jiang Zhen nodded, lowering her eyelids.

Probably what Mr. Wang likes is her, her romantic personality, Jiang Zhen thought: "I will always find out, thank you for coming to see me."

"Everyone bought this thing together, so I dare not take credit for it. However, I am the one who raised the opinion." Shen Meijun said, stepping forward to hold Jiang Zhen's right hand, "You were so brave at that time."

"It's all for food." Jiang Zhen was half a head taller than Shen Meijun, and she nodded slightly at this moment, and could see all her emotions, "Mrs. Wang, you're here."

"Jiang Zhen, you are really out of touch. I didn't tell you the day before yesterday. From now on, you have to call me aunt." Mrs. Wang smiled, but she didn't reach the bottom of her eyes. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the items in the bedside cabinet. , "Miss Shen is here too, this snack is not cheap."

"Yeah, it cost me a lot of money!"

Jiang Zhen raised the corners of her lips, walked to Mrs. Wang's side, and stopped Mrs. Wang from serving her soup: "Auntie, let me do it myself, you sit down for a while."

Mrs. Wang's eyes told her that she was very satisfied with her, she turned around, looked at Shen Meijun who was standing there, and suddenly showed a smile: "Meijun, let's play mahjong together when you have time."

"Okay. Mrs. Wang." Shen Meijun came back to her senses, "Mrs. Wang, Jiang Zhen, I suddenly remembered that I have something to do later, so I left first. You take care of yourself."

"Thank you, Ms. Shen. Please also thank my colleagues for me." Jiang Zhen stopped drinking the soup, and the taste of herbal medicine lingered in her mouth, which was really unpleasant. She reached for the cup, took a sip, turned around, When Shen Meijun went out, she happened to cover Mrs. Wang.

"Jiang Zhen, in fact, we don't need to see outsiders like this." Shen Meijun raised her eyes to look at her with a little grievance, seeing Jiang Zhen's still expression, indifferent and without any superfluous expression, she was at a loss for a while, "Jiang Zhen , I can call you Xiao Jiang or Zhen Zhen, and can I ask you to have tea and dinner with me?"

"Of course." Looking at Shen Meijun's smile, Jiang Zhen was really a little puzzled whether she was really so innocent, but if she didn't go back immediately at this time, Mrs. Wang would definitely be dissatisfied.

"Zhenzhen, I heard that you literati all have their own pen names, and Zhaoming's is Jingwei, what about you?" Mrs. Wang's slightly bent single eyelid did not affect the size of the eyes, but Jiang Zhen felt that there was something deep about it.

"Yes."

"Oh, can you tell me your pseudonym?"

"Of course, I'm far from Mr. Wang, you probably don't know me." Jiang Zhen stared at Mrs. Wang with a smile, "Ye Zi."

Mrs. Wang drooped her eyelids so that Jiang Zhen couldn't see her expression. When Mrs. Wang raised her head, she showed a little embarrassment: "I admire Zhao Ming too much, that's why this embarrassing situation happened. Don't go to Take it to heart." Seeing Jiang Zhen nodding, she leaned over and grabbed Jiang Zhen's hand, "Judging from your accent, I can't tell where you are from? Although I am originally from China, I have traveled to many places."

"I can't tell where my ancestral home is. I've been in Chongqing since I can remember." Jiang Zhen lowered her head, thinking of Sichuan cuisine and small noodles in her heart. She was sweating all over eating at this time, and it was really comfortable. .

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After staying for nearly half a month, the day Jiang Zhen was discharged from the hospital.

She saw Mr. Wang again half a month after she was discharged from the hospital, but she also received a notice to move to Nanjing.