"We know that you and Boeing can easily get rewards for the new crown of the palace." Seeing that Zhuang Jihua hesitated and wanted to reject it, Merezov immediately pointed out the situation and said with a smile: "We hope both sides can be open and honest.

Zhuang Jihua couldn't figure it out even if he wanted to break his head. It was leaked there, and even Chiang Kai-shek didn't understand the situation... Why did the Soviet Union know? Could it be the United States? I heard in my previous life that the KGB had even got the secret of the atomic bomb. Taking a plane was not a side dish. When I thought about this, he immediately thought, "No." No, since I can get it, why do I still look for me? It's not over there. Only Wang Zhu knows this situation. He can't leak the secret. In this way, he only has his own side. Not many people know this situation, but who is this person?

Zhuang Jihua's mind was spinning rapidly, and many things came to his mind. Seeing that Zhuang Jihua was silent, Bai Sitong spoke up to buy time for him.

"Your Excellency, where do you know that we successfully tested the new aircraft in April? I'm afraid your country's information is wrong." Bai Si asked humbly.

As soon as Bai Sitong spoke, Wen Yi knew it was terrible. Bai Sitong was a diplomat and didn't know Boeing, but Deng Wenyi knew it. When Boeing was in charge of the bidding for the plane purchase, Boeing came to bid. Although he did not win the bid, it left an impression on Wen Yi.

What Deng Wenyi didn't know was that Boeing had been bought by Zhuang Jihua. Curtis, which produced Hawk 444, merged with Boeing to become a new large aircraft manufacturing company.

"Even if we have a relationship with Boeing, Wen Yi saw that Zhuang Jihua didn't speak and knew that Merezov had taken the vital point. Bai Sitong's rebuttal was not at all, so he spoke: "But Boeing is an American company, and we cannot control them. Moreover, the transfer of military technology requires the consent of the US government, which is even less guaranteed."

Unexpectedly, Merezov's expression on his face did not change at all, and he said meaningfully: "Then General, you are wrong. Boeing has a closer relationship with General Zhuang than you think. If he wants, everything from Boeing can get."

Deng Wenyi and Bai Si were both confused. I wonder what he meant. Zhuang Jihua felt a little nervous and before Deng Wenyi could ask, he spoke first: "Since you respect me so much, I can agree to this, but can you agree to our request?"

Merezov's aggressive momentum just now fell, and he thought silently and said, "Frankly speaking, no, I must ask Moscow for instructions.

"Okay, I can wait for Zhuang Jihua to stand up calmly: "Your Excellency, I suggest a temporary recess. We will talk after Moscow's reply arrives."

The negotiations on this day were short, but the progress was very large. Zhou Liyi and Bai Si were confused. So fast? This was never seen in their diplomatic career.

"Cultural Revolution, do we have that new Zen aircraft?

After Merezov and the others left, Bai Sitong couldn't help it and asked behind Zhuang Jihua. Zhuang Jihua turned his head and Wen Yi and Zhou Liyi said lightly: "Not yet, but since Boeing has it, we will be soon."

After saying that, he went upstairs with a gloomy face. Deng Wenyi looked at him and finally asked nothing. He knew in his heart that this must be something Zhuang Jihua used his own money to do in the United States. Southwest development is the source of funds, which is a secret to others, not to him.

However, Bai Sitong and Deng Wenyi both clearly felt that Zhuang Jihua was in a bad mood today, and the three of them didn't know why. Zhuang Jihua in the room was silent, Gong Xiu's portrait was the same as usual, and gently massaged his head. Zhuang Jihua closed his eyes and enjoyed it. It took him a long time to highlight a few words: "Who will it be?"

Gong Xiuhua felt bitter in her heart. She knew what Zhuang Jihua was thinking. It was not easy for anyone to know that there was a time bomb around her. She was silent in the room.

"It's not Wu Ziniu, not Yun Fei, not Xiao Sen, not Yun Tian, ​​Mr. Jingjiang is definitely not. Could it be Yu Dawei? I shouldn't have told him that Gong Xiuhua analyzed one by one. Put the doubts on Yu Dawei.

"The chairman doesn't know, how could Yu Dawei be possible? Unless he is stupid." Zhuang Jihua still disagreed. Gong Xiuhua felt relieved after thinking quietly. If Yu Dawei was an agent, then he would definitely report to Chiang Kai-shek. In this way, the scope of insiders will be expanded. Even if the secret is leaked in the future, the difficulty of investigation will increase a lot.

"Contact the last leak, now we can be sure that there are their people around me." Zhuang Jihua's tone was still very calm. What Dajie didn't say was that this person must be among the core personnel, that few people.

"It's better to wait for the opportunity to stop the movements in your hand, leaned over and hugged him. Seeing his face pressing against his face, he murmured softly in his ear: "You have too many things to worry about, and you don't plan to deal with them anyway.

Zhuang Jihua gently slanted down his backhand and grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms. Gong Xiuhua sat on his lap, and Zhuang Jihua closed his eyes and hugged her.

"I'm just curious about who was there to put someone next to me so soon. Zhuang Jihua said with a wry smile! "If I find someone in Ji, it will be much easier for me to deal with it in the future. It's easy to discuss anything."

"With them, is this necessary?" Gong Xiuhua frowned slightly, and her delicate body squeezed into her arms. Since she was developed again, her body has become much more sensitive.

"We can't just see the present and the future. If we counterattack in the future, their troops behind enemy lines will be our sharp swords, and they can accidentally stab the Japanese army." Zhuang Jihua's tone was bleak, as if he was sorry for not being able to find this person.

During dinner, everyone was silent, and only the sound of cups and plates were heard on the table. Dinner was very simple. Although it was a hotel, the materials control was tight now and the meeting funds were strictly controlled. When the meal was almost over, Zhou Liyi broke the silence first.

"General Zhuang, should we go first?"

The next meeting will take place in two days, so it’s not like everyone is here for two days. Zhuang Jihua smiled slightly: “If you have something to do, you can leave and come back the day after tomorrow.”

"Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing dark clouds; such a good summer resort is coming next time, I don't know when I will wait." Bai Si laughed and put down his chopsticks and stood up: "Everyone, eat slowly. I'll take a step first."

Na Wenyi also stood up with a smile: "I haven't been recuperating for a long time, Brother Bai, let's go together."

Zhou Liyi shook his head and said, "I want to go back. My father is sick, go back."

"Oh, then Zhuo, you can drive one. If you have any needs, you can find me anytime.

"Zhuang Jihua said with concern.

As a result, after dinner, Zhou Liyi returned to Chongqing alone. The next day, Zhuang Jihua, Deng Wenyi and others went to climb the mountain with great enthusiasm. Dark Cloud Mountain is not high, but the mountain is beautiful, and the air in the early morning is fresh. A layer of mist rises in the distance. The peaks appear and disappear from time to time, and birds are dancing among the mountains, and the flowers are blooming, and red and green are apart.

Everyone climbed up the stairs. At the top of the mountain, Zhuang Jihua opened his military uniform and let the mountain wind pour into his body. He felt extremely comfortable. Deng looked like Zhuang Jihua and opened his military uniform.

"I heard that Emei is so beautiful all over the world, I think Panyun Mountain is not inferior to Emei at all." Deng Wenyi Da

explain.

"I haven't been to Emei, but I have been to Qingcheng Mountain." After a night of adjustment, Zhuang Jihua's mood became much more relaxed: "The elegance here is not inferior to Qingcheng Mountain at all."

"I think you two are missing mountains." Bai Sitong scoffed at him: "Emei is beautiful, Qingcheng is quiet, and these clouds and mountains should have a wonderful word. Nine peaks are connected. Watch the sunrise in the morning at Chaoyang Peak, and enjoy the sunset at Sunset in the evening at Sunset. The Jade Peak is the highest, the Lion Peak is the most majestic, and the nine peaks have their own wonders. However, Qingcheng Emei is beautiful and unique."

Bai Sitong is worthy of being a literati, and he immediately summarized the unique scenery of Puyun Mountain, forcing Zhuang Jihua and Na Wenyi to worship him. Down along Chaori Peak, there was a grass pavilion in the mountains. When Zhuang Jihua saw someone selling tea, he invited everyone to come in and have a tea.

The tea seller was a capable middle-aged woman. She was happy to see so many guests. She kept saying a lot of stones. The grass pavilion was not big, and there were not so many guests at ordinary times. It seemed not enough to do so. Wu Ziniu simply took the guards to sit on the rocks under the shade of the tree.

Zhuang Jihua had a casual chat with the boss lady. The boss lady was from this mountain. She usually sold tea here and went to the fields during busy farming. She also saw that Zhuang Jihua was the leader of this group of people, but she was not afraid and answered Zhuang Jihua's questions out loud.

"I have been much better in life over the years, so it's better for the chairman. I know that we are living a hard life, so I sent a clean official. Captain Zhuang came and was exempted from taxes and reduced rent and interest rates, so my life was much better."

"Three boys, alas, the boss studied four books, and it was only after Captain Zhuang came. He followed Captain Zhuang to the first group to come out." He made contributions in Nanjing, and the village also beat drums and drums to send medals of merit to his family. He died last year. The Japanese killed in heaven and had a good life, so they were mixed up." At this point, the boss's wife choked and scolded hatefully.

"The second brother also left Sichuan last year. It seemed that he had made contributions in some mountain wars. The village also gave meritorious emperors. The third brother graduated this year and was clamoring to fight against Japan, but the people in the village did not accept it, saying that this was for us to spend our retirement and see us off."

The more Zhuang Jihua listened, the more satisfied he was. Chiang Ching-kuo did not disappoint his hopes, and Chongqing's policies remained unchanged. Grassroots organizations were still playing a huge role.

When leaving the grass pavilion, Zhuang Jihua left ten dollars behind, which shocked the boss's wife and shivered a little. She had never seen so much money before, and her life was better. It was just that she ate grass roots and wild vegetables, but now she can drink red potato porridge. Life is still not easy.

After all, the boss's wife accepted the ten oceans. On the way down the mountain, Bai Sitong and Deng Wenyi remained silent almost at the same time, but Zhuang Jihua was very happy.

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