Dreaming back to 1949, the great powers were there to deceive us

"Cui Cui, help me write a letter. I tell you to write it."

Wang Cuicui sat down, writing in hand and waiting.

Hu Zhenhua pondered for a moment and began to dictate: Urgent! Urgent! Urgent! Please forward this letter to the Polar Bear executives immediately!

First of all, I would like to congratulate your country on completing the atomic bomb test within half a year. I personally admire your country's agents for being able to obtain the structural diagram from the United States.

However, your country is also in extreme danger at this moment. In order to ensure its nuclear superiority, the United States has formulated a nuclear strike plan against your country. At present, the United States has about 400 missiles, which are delivered by aircraft and rockets. The range of the rockets is unknown. Please closely monitor the sky and coastline.

We look forward to your country completing the trial as soon as possible.

Millennium Bug!

After finishing writing, Hu Zhenhua warned: "Cui Cui, please look into my eyes. This matter concerns both our lives. Don't reveal it to anyone. Forget about what happened today."

Wang Cuicui was very nervous.

Lao Hu reminded again: "You must forget what happened today."

Wang Cuicui nodded.

After seeing Wang Cuicui off, Lao Hu locked himself in the bedroom, took out a pen and started copying.

If he hadn't been unfamiliar with traditional Chinese characters, Old Hu wouldn't have wanted to involve Wang Cuicui.

After finishing, Hu Zhenhua burned the map he had drawn and Cuicui's handwriting, then turned and left.

There are still six dollars at home, take them all.

Hu Zhenhua observed for a while and found no spies monitoring outside the door, so he slipped out.

After walking for a while, Lao Hu entered an alley, picked up some clothes hanging out to dry, wrapped his face with a scarf, put on a top hat, and turned again.

I stopped a rickshaw and said, "Go to Huangpu Road!"

The reason why we went to Huangpu Road was because Lao Hu vaguely remembered that there was a Polar Bear Consulate there.

The driver was talkative and kept talking all the way, talking about a wide variety of topics.

It can be seen that this is a person who has a positive attitude towards life.

Old Hu didn't dare to speak casually, for fear of leaving clues. It is better to be safe than sorry.

Fortunately, the United States has just received James' report and has no time to react.

If it was the opponent's secret service, Lao Hu would never dare to do this.

Seeing the hammer and sickle flag from afar, Lao Hu got out of the car immediately.

After paying a dozen copper coins for the bus fare, Lao Hu strolled leisurely on Huangpu Road. When he got closer, he was dumbfounded. It seemed that no one had been there for a long time.

How could Lao Hu know that the Polar Bear Consulate in Shanghai was closed in 1941 and was not reopened until the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Hu Zhenhua decided to change his strategy and look for the polar bear man.

Nowadays, those who can do business overseas generally have government backgrounds.

Check out some foreign-related restaurants.

It's easy to find, just look at the building's appearance.

Soon, the Licha Hotel came into Lao Hu's sight.

These places are crowded with foreigners and are under the close surveillance of the Bureau of Secrets, so Lao Hu didn't dare to get close and just observed from a distance.

Thanks to the advice from spy movies, Lao Hu actually found a few people who were following him.

One was selling cigarettes, one was shining shoes, one was pulling a rickshaw, and two were eating snacks.

Lao Hu bought a newspaper.

and many more!

This newspaper seller seemed to be an undercover agent as well. Old Hu noticed out of the corner of his eye that he kept staring at the hotel gate from time to time.

Lao Hu doesn't even want to complain anymore.

What kind of business level is this? Even a rookie like me can see through you!

Even though I know they're there, I still have to hide from them. This is a headache.

After reading the newspaper for five minutes, Lao Hu had to leave.

If you stay long enough, you will definitely be noticed.

The Bureau of Investigation and Statistics is an old spy agency and it still has capable people. Maybe there are people patrolling the streets with binoculars in a certain building.

Lao Hu has a very obvious sign, which is that he has gauze wrapped around his head, although it is covered by his top hat.

What if the top hat gets scratched off?

Also, there is a smell of medicine on the body.

Old Hu walked farther and farther away, and seeing that the Ritz Hotel was only a black dot left, Old Hu became desperate.

After walking more than a hundred meters, Lao Hu showed surprise.

Two tall Slavs were walking towards us, chattering about something.

Although Lao Hu didn't understand it, he could probably tell that it was polar bear language.

Because one of them said 'Ulla'.

"Never mind. Let's do our best and leave the rest to fate. It's just the two of you."

Hu Zhenhua took out the note, hid it in his palm, and read the newspaper while walking.

When he approached the two white men, he stumbled and bumped into the one on the right, and took advantage of the moment of collision to stuff the note into the pocket of the white man on the right.

After finishing, he quickly pressed down the top hat on his head that was about to fall off.

The two white men were very angry. They started chattering and pointed at Lao Hu, wanting to beat him up.

At this moment, Lao Hu felt a little regretful for meddling in other people's business.

It’s none of your business if a polar bear gets bombed!

At this point, he had to admit defeat. Lao Hu bowed and said, "Sorry! Sorry!"

Then, quickly back away from the two polar bears.

The conflict attracted the attention of passers-by, and the two polar bears didn't want to go too far, so they walked away cursing.

Lao Hu also had to leave quickly.

He asked for a rickshaw and drove seven or eight miles in one breath before getting off and walking. After walking two miles, Lao Hu got on the rickshaw again and headed elsewhere.

After doing this several times, Lao Hu arrived at an unexpected place: Modu Station.

Fortunately, Lao Hu had thrown away the clothes he had taken with him long ago. It would have been troublesome if they were seen by acquaintances.

Just as Lao Hu was about to turn around and leave, he heard a familiar voice.

"Hua Zi, how come you have time to come here?"

Ma Weiyuan from the second group of the action team was Lao Hu’s former direct superior.

Old Hu quickly went up to him and said, "Brother Ma, good luck to you!"

The fastest way to learn a language is to drop into the corresponding country.

After only three or four days, Hu Zhenhua could already understand most of the Shanghai dialect.

I just can't speak it very well yet.

Ma Weiyuan was not surprised by Lao Hu's Mandarin. After all, the three evils had already been reported.

He was much more polite to Lao Hu: "Huazi, why are you still talking nonsense with me?"

"I'm truly grateful to you, Brother Ma. Without you, Huazi wouldn't be where he is today! And he wouldn't even be able to find a wife."

Ma Weiyuan patted Lao Hu on the shoulder and said, "I'm glad you have this intention. What are you doing here?"

"I originally wanted to ask Brother Guo to inform the brothers, but now Brother Guo has something to do. I figured it would be more sincere if I came in person."

"Don't bother. Da Chong has already informed us. Director Ye will also be there tonight."

Director Ye?

Old Hu remembered, Director of Operations!

This person is a powerful figure, and he is well-known even in the headquarters.

Sure enough, money can make all the difference.

"broken!"

Hu Zhenhua slapped his thigh and asked, "Did Brother Guo say which restaurant it was?"

"Yuqing Tower!"

Old Hu clasped his hands together and said, "Since Brother Guo has already informed me, I won't go in. I'll go to Yuqing Tower to make some arrangements first."

"Go quickly, remember, Director Ye likes Cantonese food"

"Thank you for the advice, Brother Ma!"

Hu Zhenhua hailed a rickshaw and hurried home.

Originally, Lao Hu was planning to turn the restaurant into a restaurant, but Fu Qingyun hated him to the core. What if he added rat poison to the banquet?

Since Director Ye is attending, the address cannot be changed.

Hu Zhenhua thought about it and decided to hide the truth and get through the current hurdle first.

I felt my pocket and found there was still a dollar left.

If you go to book a restaurant with big words and nothing to show for it, you will probably be kicked out.

It seems that I have no choice but to pawn it.

Antiques from prosperous times and gold from troubled times, if you pawn them now, you will lose a lot of money!

He originally wanted to reap the benefits, but ended up being the one who got harvested.

There are still many good things at home, and those hundreds of kilograms of copper are worth a lot of money. This is it!

Old Hu arrived home almost at the same time as Third Brother Hao.

"Third brother, what are you so happy about?"

"Mr. James is such a good man and generous!"

"Congratulations!"

Hu Zhenhua was about to enter when he suddenly thought, "Third brother, how much did James give you?"

Third Brother Hao stretched out his right hand and waved it.

"Another 5 million yuan? That's a lot."

The rice dollar of this era was called the US dollar and could be freely exchanged for gold. 35 rice dollars could be exchanged for one ounce of gold, and one rice dollar was equivalent to 0.889 grams of gold.

Third Brother Hao shook his head.

"Could it be 50 yuan?"

Seeing Brother Hao San's excitement, Lao Hu knew that he had guessed right.

This is not a good thing.

A picture appeared in Hu Zhenhua's mind: James got out of the car in a hurry and ran to the consulate eagerly. He suddenly realized that he had not paid the fare, so he hurriedly took out a bill, handed it to Brother Hao San without knowing the amount, and then hurried into the consulate.

Lao Hu pinched his chin and thought for a while. The reason why James was so anxious could only be the secret he leaked!

be cheated!

This guy is so smart! He pretends to be calm.

Fortunately, I took remedial measures, otherwise, it would be very wrinkled!

As he stepped through the gate, Lao Hu's heart moved and he asked, "Third brother, has the money been sent home?"

“No…no!”

"Confused!"

Third Brother Hao's face turned pale, and he understood the meaning of Lao Hu's words. He wanted to go home, but Lao Hu quickly called him: "Come back!"

"Sir, what should I do?"

The pitiful look made Lao Hu feel sorry for her.

"How about this, you use your money to buy my things, it's much safer this way!"

"Can it be done?"

Brother Hao San was still a little unhappy, afraid that he would be cheated by Old Hu.

Hu Zhenhua noticed his hesitation and said indifferently, "You decide for yourself. Actually, you may not be unable to return home."

So what if I go back home? Won’t those people from the Secret Service come to my door?

Brother Hao San thought it over again and again, gritted his teeth, took out the money and handed it to Hu Zhenhua.

Arriving at the utility room, Lao Hu said generously, "Take whatever you want!"

Salt, sugar, peppercorns, pepper, leather shoes, soap, cigarettes, cotton cloth...

They are all good stuff, and they are in short supply.

Brother Hao San was in a dilemma of making a decision.

Old Hu felt a little sorry. Brother Hao San was an honest man, and it was too unkind to bully him.

"In this way, half of the things inside are yours, and you can also go to the kitchen to pick out some tableware."

"Too much, too much."

"Third brother, if you feel bad, just help me pull the cart for a few more days."

In this case, it is equivalent to a monthly subscription.

Brother Hao thanked him again and again.

Old Hu arranged for him to send some back first. After all, he and Wang Cuicui might run away at any time, and it would be a waste to keep the things.

After saying goodbye to his young wife, Old Hu went out again. He had to go to Yuqing Tower.

The person pulling the cart this time was not Brother Hao San, but someone he found randomly. Brother Hao San also had a number at Yuqing Tower, so it was not appropriate for him to show up.

Yuqing Building is a two-story wooden building with a small area. The first floor has a counter, wine rack, and about six tables. The second floor has three private rooms.

The kitchen is in the small courtyard at the back.

Hu Zhenhua did not go near, but just watched from a distance.

Fu Qingyun was wearing a plain green dress and had a pretty face. It seemed that she was still in mourning.

She is both the shopkeeper and the accountant.

Next to them, there was a two or three-year-old child running around.

It's not time for dinner yet, so the guys inside aren't very busy, just doing some cleaning and stuff.

Lao Hu observed for a while, and with the few cents he had, he hired a passerby to take an envelope containing 50 million yuan and go to book the building.

The reason was: Mr. James from the U.S. Consulate was going to celebrate his friend's wedding at 8 o'clock, and one of the tables specifically requested Cantonese food.