I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

In Lu Pingsheng’s study on the first floor.

As soon as the door closed, Mr. Ma, wearing a white suit and vest, held Lu Pingsheng's hand tightly.

"Comrade Starlight!"

Although his tone was calm, Lu Pingsheng looked at the restrained emotions of this young man who was about the same age as him.

After not sleeping all night, Lu Pingsheng had dark circles under his eyes and his heart was beating wildly. The living person in the textbook appeared in front of him, and he was extremely excited.

Because the information displayed in front of him was: "Tu Hongliang, Special Operations Department"

This ancestor, who was said to have died while crossing the grassland, was actually alive and appeared before him in this identity.

This is the martyr he admires, his idol, and the hero in his mind.

"Comrade Xingguang is excellent."

Mr. Ma is very handsome. Unlike Wu Ziyang who is sunny and affectionate, his eyes are deep and melancholy when he is not smiling.

It seemed as if his dim eyes concealed endless sadness, making people afraid to meet his gaze.

But now, he is shining in Lu Pingsheng's eyes.

If it weren't for this person, the business would have collapsed before it was halfway started. Five years ago, a traitor appeared in the organization, and the Shanghai meeting was about to be held. The enemy had already made intensive arrangements to catch him in one fell swoop.

This person and another comrade did their best to spread the news. Without this person, Lu Pingsheng felt that the modern history he saw would have been rewritten.

Ever since he was recruited into the organization by Lao Feng, he has been working diligently and has not dared to slack off.

With the emergence of sulfa and penicillin, his level of confidentiality became even higher.

Until the last arrest in Juhuali, he became a person with neither superiors nor subordinates.

"The organization received the secret message and notified me on the same day. I just wanted to give it a try, but I didn't expect that we would be able to connect so smoothly."

Mr. Ma sat down slowly at Lu Pingsheng's signal, and every move he made was noble.

Lu Pingsheng looked tired, but he took out a stack of documents from the compartment of his desk and handed it to Mr. Ma.

"These are the plans I made to purchase goods from Western capitalists, including how to transport them back to the northwest..."

Mr. Ma looked at the young man in front of him who was handing him the documents with both hands like a primary school student, and sat up slightly.

He came to Hong Kong Island three days ago and heard most of the news he needed to know.

The fact that the Japanese could not pay for the goods caused a lot of buzz in the foreign circle. Whenever he attended a banquet, there would always be three or five foreigners cursing the Japanese for being untrustworthy.

But he didn't expect that this was actually the work of Lu Pingsheng.

Looking at the detailed plan in his hand, even though he had experienced all kinds of major situations, he couldn't help but nod frequently.

"You are really outstanding. With outstanding comrades like you in the organization, the success of the revolution is only a matter of time."

Lu Pingsheng was a little strange. He calculated the time and found that although this man was 31 years old this year, he looked very young and felt that he was no different from...

Although he looked like a man of the same age, he was praised as if he were an elder, and he actually enjoyed it.

"Is the funding sufficient? If not, I have some income from making movies, and I will send it to you later."

Mr. Ma looked at the price tag of the 70 tons of gold in his hand and couldn't help but sigh at the huge amount of money.

The Japanese have an undying desire to destroy our nation.

"I'll figure this out myself," Lu Pingsheng assured.

Lu Pingsheng did not mention the gold in the vault in Juhuali Lane or the Japanese war preparation warehouse opposite Badaowan.

All his contacts were single-line, including the boatman who was rowing in the middle of the night and Mr. Ma in front of him.

He only receives one line of intelligence.

After Mr. Ma saw the young man finish speaking, he looked at him with bright and clear eyes full of expectation.

Mr. Ma couldn't help laughing, "Comrade Xingguang is a role model for our generation."

Lu Pingsheng suddenly felt a warm feeling inside his body, just like the feeling he had when he was a child and came home with the Three Good Students Award and was praised by his mother.

Mr. Ma did not expect that Xingguang, who had given the organization countless surprises, had such a pure personality.

"I heard that you have a little god of wealth by your side?"

After finishing the serious business, Mr. Ma also wanted to talk about something else.

Lu Pingsheng thought to himself that he was indeed a core figure, and only a few people knew Wei Miao's information.

When Mr. Wu came to Shanghai to study sulfonamide technology, he was immediately told to keep Wei Miao's affairs extremely confidential.

Lu Pingsheng speculated that if nothing unexpected happened, Mr. Wu’s identity would not be declassified until the revolution was successful.

"Sleeping upstairs."

When Wei Miao, who was sleeping upstairs, came downstairs, he saw a handsome man in a white suit sitting in the living room.

Brother Lu sat next to him obediently, like a well-behaved primary school student.

This is Lu Pingsheng that Wei Miao has never seen before.

"Ah Miao, come here!"

Lu Pingsheng looked up and saw Wei Miao coming down the stairs and waved to her.

Since there were outsiders around, Wei Miao naturally walked over obediently.

“Brother Lu!”

Lu Pingsheng pulled Wei Miao to sit next to the chicken. After successfully chasing his idol, he introduced his partner to him like presenting a treasure.

"Mr. Ma, this is my brother Wei Miao."

Mr. Ma looked at the well-behaved and handsome boy in front of him, and even though he was mentally prepared, he still felt very surprised.

"Wei Miao, hello."

When Mr. Ma smiled, he was as cheerful as a spring breeze, but there was always a hint of sadness in his eyes, which almost stunned the girl Vanilla who brought him tea.

Looking at Vanilla sister's red ears, Wei Miao laughed in his heart. There would be one less woman who was attracted to Brother Lu.

Wei Miao looked at Brother Lu, and then at Mr. Ma who was sitting with an elegant posture. Comparing the two, it seemed that Brother Lu was indeed close to attracting many females.

"A Miao, we are discussing the movie." Lu Pingsheng started the conversation.

Wei Miao looked at Mr. Ma and asked, "Is Mr. Ma a film producer?"

Mr. Ma put down the teacup in his hand and smiled, "I studied medicine in college, and after coming to Hong Kong Island, I learned how to make movies."

Wei Miao asked curiously: "Is he a movie director?"

Lu Pingsheng said with a hint of boasting: "Mr. Ma has a new movie to make and came to me for investment."

Wei Miao blinked when he heard about investment, "How much does it cost?"

Mr. Ma said a number, and Wei Miao sighed after listening to it:

"Everyone says Shanghai is prosperous, but now it seems that Hong Kong Island is still better."

Mr. Ma was moved by his young age and asked him why with a smile.

Wei Miao said: "With this amount of money, you can make four movies in Shanghai."

Lu Pingsheng quickly chimed in and said to Wei Miao:

"Butterfly, a famous star in Shanghai, only gets paid two thousand dollars for a movie. A female star of the same fame in Hong Kong gets paid more than a dozen yellow croakers for one movie. How can they compare?"

Wei Miao felt that Brother Lu's heart was biased and he couldn't tell the difference between inside and outside.

So he asked Mr. Ma, "Did Mr. Ma bring the script?"

Mr. Ma did not find the child awkward and took out the script from his briefcase.

Wei Miao read it quickly, thought for a few seconds, and said generously:

“Then I invested in this movie.”

Both Lu Pingsheng and Mr. Ma were a little surprised.

"Do you understand? Just invest?" Lu Pingsheng was speechless.

Wei Miao nodded seriously. Even though the story was a bit bloody, the movie that Brother Lu was going to invest in shouldn't lose money, right?