Chapter 959 'The Enemy' is at No. 76

  Fangyun Daily Grocery Store.

  The shop is named after the shopkeeper Shan Fangyun.

  From small biscuit stalls and grocery stores to large well-known business names, surnames and first names were commonly used by people at that time as shop signs.

  For example, Cheng Qianfan likes to eat Shen Dacheng pastries.

  For example, the Xinglong Guoji spiced beans that Li Cuiqun likes to eat, Guo Ji is the surname of the owner Guo Yingzhou.

   Tang Wenluo was shocked. He saw that Deputy Director Li's car had just returned to No. 76. How did Deputy Director Li know that he had arrested Shan Fangyun?

   This made Tang Wenlao even more afraid of Li Cuiqun deep in his heart. This person gave him an unfathomable feeling.

  He nodded quickly, "Yes, Director, I ordered Shan Fangyun to be arrested."

  Seeing Tang Wenluo's increasingly respectful expression, Li Cuiqun felt complacent.

  Of course he doesn't have clairvoyance and ears. Without him, he only pays attention to small things.

  Just now when the car came back and passed by Fangyun Daily Grocery Store, he caught a glimpse of the store door open, only the little boy was sitting on the saddle and crying. Feeling puzzled, he asked Zhang Lu to stop and ask.

  Although Feng Xiaoke was a little scared, and couldn't explain clearly when he was crying, Zhang Lu still understood roughly:

   Someone from Secret Service Headquarters asked Shan Fangyun, the shopkeeper, to repair the tables and chairs.

  Li Cuiqun immediately understood that there must be something wrong with this Shan Fangyun, so he was arrested by his subordinates.

  Why?

  The Secret Service Headquarters is renovating the premises. It has its own carpenter, and out of the principle of confidentiality, there is no need to find someone to work outside.

   Calling Shan Fangyun to come to the Secret Service Headquarters to repair tables and chairs, this is obviously just a way to lure this person in quietly.

  …

   "What did you find?" Li Cuiqun asked casually as he walked up the stairs unhurriedly.

  According to the agents of the Secret Service Headquarters along the way, everyone stopped to salute or bow to Li Cuiqun.

  Li Cuiqun nodded slightly in response.

   "Shan Fangyun said he can carpenter, but the stools in his shop have been broken and never repaired." Tang Wenluo said.

   "There is a problem." Li Cuiqun nodded, "But maybe he is a lazy carpenter."

   "The subordinates called him to repair the tables and chairs, but he refused and had no choice but to follow." Tang Wenluo said.

   "Just follow me empty-handed?" Li Cuiqun understood.

   "Yes." Tang Wenluo said.

   "Let's have a trial." Li Cuiqun nodded, patted Tang Wenluo's shoulder, and praised, "That's right, you can see the clues in the subtleties, that's good."

  …

  Li Cuiqun stood at the door of the reception room and looked in.

   There was a gentle smile on his face.

  Cheng Qianfan held a few preserved fruits in his left hand, leaned against the back of the sofa, crossed his legs, and held a newspaper in his right hand, stuffing the preserved fruits into his mouth from time to time, reading with relish.

  A strange color flashed in Li Cuiqun's eyes.

  He tapped lightly on the door with his index finger.

  Boom boom boom.

  Cheng Qianfan looked up and saw Li Cuiqun, he put down the newspaper, put down the candied fruit, put away his upturned legs, rubbed his hands, and got up quickly.

   "Senior, you are back." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile. He pointed to the melon seed shells and licorice plum cores.

   "Sit down, you and my brother don't have to be restrained." Li Cuiqun smiled and clasped his hands together, "I have something important at the moment, and I didn't have time to inform my junior. I have troubled my junior to wait for a long time. It's a sin, a sin."

   "Just an apology?" Cheng Qianfan feigned anger, and pointed at Li Cuiqun, "At least it's worth a meal."

   "Hahaha." Li Cuiqun laughed loudly, "You deserve it, you deserve it."

   As he spoke, he glanced at the newspaper that Cheng Qianfan put down on the table just now, "Younger was so fascinated just now, what are you reading?"

   "Look through it casually." Cheng Qianfan picked up the newspaper and handed it to Li Cuiqun indifferently, "What do seniors think of this point of view?"

  …

  This is a critical article published by someone on "Jing Bao", criticizing people living in Shanghai today, generally having shortcomings such as laziness, vanity, shamelessness, etc. The list is as follows: (PS2)

  1. Get up early and late.

  2. Women don't work.

  3. Men only care about finding their own partner.

  4. Women spend too much time on makeup.

  5. Everyone spends too much time playing.

  6. Fear of strangers.

  7. Young men are too frivolous.

  8. Young women are too arrogant.

  9. Men are not ashamed to be servants of foreigners.

  10. A woman is not ashamed to be a prostitute.

  Li Cuiqun took the newspaper and glanced at it, then shook his head, "There may be something to say, but some words are too extreme."

   As he spoke, he looked at Cheng Qianfan, "It turns out that my junior likes to read essays."

   Then he turned his right hand and saw the other side of the page,

   What caught the eye was a photo of a graceful woman, accompanied by a short essay.

  The photo is of the female star Mei Lingyang. The author tells a story of Mei Lingyang with a writing style comparable to that of Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng.

  One day, Mei Yingyang came to Wing On Company to choose stockings. When a big star arrived, the clerk was very considerate and offered all kinds of new styles in front of her.

  No one expected that after choosing the silk stockings, Mei Yingyang actually instructed a strange male shop assistant to help her put them on, stretched out her jade legs, and lifted the skirt of the cheongsam as if nothing had happened.

  This is simply a shocking move.

  The male clerk helped Mei Yingyang put on the stockings with trembling hands, blushing...

   Li Cuiqun was surprised to see that someone wrote in pencil at the end of this article:

  Later, the male clerk became obsessed with silk stockings and became obsessed with them.

   There is also a sentence next to the photo of Mei Lingyang, "Beautiful eyes look forward to it".

   "You, you." Li Cuiqun glanced at the pencil on the table, how could he not know what was going on with this sentence, he couldn't help crying and laughing, and pointed at Cheng Qianfan, "It's an insult to gentleness."

   "My fair lady, a gentleman is so good." Cheng Qianfan snorted, "What's the crime?"

  The two chatted for a while, and Li Cuiqun took out his pocket watch to check the time, "Let's go, go to my office, I have really good Lu'an melon slices."

"What am I drinking for feelings?" Cheng Qianfan pointed to his teacup and smiled. While talking, he picked up a few newspapers on the table and put them into his briefcase, "Then I'd like to try Taste the really good melon slices that the seniors are full of praise for."

   "What is this for?" Li Cuiqun pointed to the newspaper that Cheng Qianfan wanted to stuff into his briefcase.

"The evidence of the report." Cheng Qianfan smiled, "According to the joint announcement of the (French Concession) Public Directorate and the (Public Concession) Ministry of Industry and Commerce, all newspapers and periodicals that promote the trend of 'hatred Japan' are banned, and no individual or group is allowed to hide Newspapers and periodicals of this kind welcome citizens to actively report, and once verified, rewards ranging from 1 to 20 yuan will be given.”

The corners of his mouth were raised, which made his smile obvious (undisguised) sarcasm, and he raised the newspaper in his hand, "It turns out that the biggest threat to the friendship between China and Japan in Shanghai Bund is that the power to instigate hatred against Japan is hiding in the extreme department." No. 76, Fair Road!"

  PS1: Ask for a subscription, ask for a reward, ask for a monthly pass, thank you.

   PS2: It was not fabricated by the author. These ten articles were indeed articles published in Jingbao during the Republic of China.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)