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

In the restaurant, An Lan and Wang Cuicui were busy, and there were several other women helping. Lao Hu knew one of them, she was Qi Shuhuan's wife.

As for the other two, they should be the wives of Liu and He.

Hu Zhenhua was not interested in chatting with them. He sat on the sofa beside them, staring blankly!

The industrial zone plan is like walking on a tightrope, extremely risky.

The Americans are easy to deal with, but the key lies with the Kuomintang government. Liu and He wanted to intervene before the plan even started, which also represents the attitude of most people in the Kuomintang government.

If something goes wrong, the sky-high loan price may very likely bring down his company, and many of his plans will become impossible to implement in the future.

Hu Zhenhua raised his head and looked towards the Bangzi Peninsula.

In the future, countless loyal souls will be buried in foreign lands.

How much help can this industrial zone provide them?

Also, once the materials produced in the industrial zone appear on the battlefield, the Americans will definitely doubt themselves. What should they do then?

Hu Zhenhua closed his eyes, his face full of sorrow!

After an unknown amount of time, a familiar voice came to his ears.

"Sir, the director is here!"

Hu Zhenhua quickly stood up and saw the old spy coming over with a cheerful face. He ignored Hu Zhenhua and looked at Wang Cuicui, smiling,

"You are Wang Cuicui, right? You and Zhenhua are such a perfect match. It's a pity that I couldn't drink your wedding wine in person."

Wang Cuicui bowed slightly to the director and said with a smile,

"When the director is free someday, we will definitely make up for this dinner!"

General Liu laughed.

"It's better to have the right day than to choose a day. Today is a great time. I suggest that we hold the wedding banquet here with Director Wang!"

He Ming immediately agreed,

"I fully agree!"

Hu Zhenhua forced a smile.

"That's annoying!"

The frustration on his face was not concealed at all.

Seeing this, the director patted his shoulder and said with a smile,

"Why, are you unhappy about getting a replacement here with me?"

Hu Zhenhua squeezed out an expression that was uglier than crying.

"Director, you must be joking. It's an honor for Cuicui and me to be able to get it done here!"

An Lan saw Hu Zhenhua's strange expression and knew that these guys probably broke down in the meeting room. She giggled.

"Zhenhua, you two are the protagonists today, please take your seats!"

She grabbed one in each hand and pushed the couple towards the main seat.

When Hu Zhenhua saw this, he refused to accept it.

Sitting in the main seat will shorten your life. With so many big guys here, how can it be your turn?

Wang Yu saw that Hu Zhenhua was determined not to accept it and said with a smile,

"This is a family dinner, there's no distinction between the main and the secondary, so please feel free to do as you please!"

Upon hearing this, Hu Zhenhua hurriedly pulled Wang Cuicui and sat in an inconspicuous corner.

The others smiled at each other and sat down.

Hu Zhenhua saw Qi Shuhuan and Han Xue and waved to them.

"Brother Qi, please take your seat! The feast is about to begin!"

Logically speaking, a secretary is not qualified to sit down in such an occasion.

Seeing Wang Yu nodded calmly, Qi Shuhuan pulled Han Xue to the table.

After this little episode, the director stood up with his glass of wine in hand.

"This first cup, I propose, is for Zhenhua and his wife, to congratulate them on their wedding!"

Hu Zhenhua was terrified and said with a smile,

"Thank you, Director, and thank you all!"

After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp.

Men drink white wine, women drink red wine.

After finishing the first cup, Wang Yu started his performance again.

"This second cup is to congratulate the successful resolution of the banknote crisis!"

Hu Zhenhua pinched his nose and drank another drink!

He thought he could eat a few bites of food to calm down, but Wang Yu started again.

"This third cup is to wish the Party and the country success in suppressing the rebellion!"

Old Hu held the wine glass and didn't want to move!

Hu Zhenhua felt helpless as several gazes came at him.

If you don’t drink, it means you think the party-state has failed in suppressing the rebellion!

Old Hu had no choice but to force himself to drink it.

Suddenly, he accidentally inhaled alcohol into his lungs, choking him and causing him to cough violently.

Seeing this, General Liu laughed out loud and said jokingly,

"A man of small mind is not a gentleman. Comrades still need to work hard!"

His words come from: The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard!

Hu Zhenhua complained in his heart: If Mr. Sun heard you quoting his expectations at the dinner table, he would be so angry that he would die!

In fact, there is another meaning in General Liu’s words: Don’t be too stingy, we still need to deploy some people in your industrial zone!

Old Hu didn't understand, he raised his head and smiled,

"It's hard to be a gentleman, I'd rather be an ordinary person!"

He originally spoke from his heart, but in the ears of several generals, it had a different interpretation: No way!

An Lan saw that the director's face looked a little unhappy, so he quickly tried to smooth things over.

"General Liu, General He, come and try the drunken shrimp! This is Mrs. Hu's cooking!"

Hu Zhenhua seemed to have been pardoned. No one else had moved their chopsticks before, so he naturally couldn't do anything special. Now that General Liu had taken the lead, Old Hu quickly picked up some dishes to calm the churning in his stomach!

I don’t know how these guys can drink so much. They can drink three glasses of wine in a row and nothing happens!

After General Liu was rejected, he stopped talking about work and only talked about love and romance!

Suddenly, Hu Zhenhua felt someone gently rubbing the soles of his feet. He looked around carefully and found that An Lan was staring at him with a smile.

Old Hu’s scalp is tingling!

Even if you want to flirt, you have to choose the time.

For example, at night?

Your old man is right here! How dare you be so arrogant? If you are discovered, you will be sent to a mental hospital.

When Hu Zhenhua looked again, he saw An Lan's eyes drifting towards the director from time to time.

He suddenly realized, touched Wang Cuicui, stood up and said,

"Director, Sister An Lan, my husband and I would like to offer a toast to you. Thank you for your support and help! Without you, there would be no Hu Zhenhua today!"

After hearing this, Wang Yu's mood finally improved a little, and he smiled and said,

"A blacksmith must be strong himself. I have supported many people, but not many are as insightful as you, Zhenhua!"

Hu Zhenhua gave another rainbow fart.

"There are good horses only when there are good mentors. Director, don't worry, I, Hu Zhenhua, will never forget the people who dug the well! You can do whatever you want, I'll do it!"

Wang Yu's mood improved, he laughed heartily and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

Hu Zhenhua saw An Lan's expression, filled up his glass again, and said with a smile,

"Director, for this second cup, I want to thank you on behalf of the people of the Magic City. It was your careful planning that averted a catastrophe! I'll drink it, you can do as you please!"

Wang Yu’s face flushed from drinking, and he drank it all in one gulp again!

Hu Zhenhua filled his glass again and said,

"This third cup is for the soldiers fighting on the front lines. I want to thank you for the intelligence support provided by the bureau, which has provided them with strong support! I'll drink it. Please feel free to do as you please!"

After three glasses of wine, Wang Yu felt a little overwhelmed. He waved his hand.

"Zhenhua, don't just let me drink alone. Give a toast to General Liu and General He for me!"

Old Hu smiled and picked up his wine glass.

"Generals, I was rude in the meeting room. I hope you won't take it personally!"

After that, drink it all in one gulp!

Liu and He are both very cunning people, and they will never show their thoughts on their faces.

"We're all for the Party and the country. We just have different political views. Zhenhua, don't mind it!"

When the few people saw that Hu Zhenhua had given in, their attitude became warmer. For a moment, the atmosphere was harmonious and everyone was drinking and chatting.

Half an hour later, Hu Zhenhua returned to the reception room again.

Without waiting for others to speak, Lao Hu stood straight.

"Director, Generals, I am willing to donate 1000 million Mi Yuan to the industrial zone!"

General Liu frowned and shouted,

"Hu Zhenhua, what do you mean? You want to throw the rake and give up!"

Old Hu stood straight and spoke in a clear voice,

"Absolutely not. Every citizen has a responsibility to ensure the prosperity of the country. But I really can't take charge of this industrial zone. Please appoint someone more capable. I'm willing to help out!"

He turned to Wang Yu and said sincerely,

"Director, I have to confess. I did have selfish motives behind this industrial zone: I wanted to make money and show off in front of you. Just now, over dinner, I thought carefully about it. The industrial zone is too risky. If anything goes wrong, the rest of my life will be over! That's 6.5 million yuan!"

Wang Yu was very angry!

He originally wanted to give Hu Zhenhua a good scolding and then throw some sand into the industrial zone, but who knew that this bastard would actually give up!

Suddenly, the old spy realized that without Hu Zhenhua, this industrial zone would be impossible to operate.

Putting aside other things, if we change people, we won’t be able to pass the Americans first!

Wang Yu suppressed his anger and asked,

"Don't the Americans have a compensation plan for you? Even if there are risks, there's always a chance of gaining something in return!"

Hu Zhenhua lowered his head, then raised it again after a moment.

"Director, I'm afraid the Nationalist army won't last three months!"

General He slammed the table and stood up, shouting,

"fart!"

General Liu waved his hand at him and said comfortingly,

"Old He, please be patient. Hu Zhenhua isn't a professional soldier, so he naturally doesn't understand the logic behind this!"

He turned around and smiled.

"Hu Zhenhua, the Nationalist army isn't as vulnerable as you seem. The reason the river defense failed was, as you said, because the thousands of miles of defense dispersed the Nationalist army's strength, allowing them to be defeated piecemeal. Now, the president has ordered the defense to be retracted. We've deployed hundreds of thousands of troops in the Shanghai-Hangzhou area. With such a dense deployment, we're fully capable of fighting. According to the Ministry of National Defense's calculations, holding the Magic City for more than half a year shouldn't be a problem!"

Hu Zhenhua looked at Wang Yu and asked doubtfully,

"Director, is that so?"

"indeed so!"

Hu Zhenhua lowered his head, and after a long while, he said,

“Will the government really pay for purchases?”

General Liu answered decisively,

"Of course I will pay!"

Hu Zhenhua thought for a few minutes and looked at Director Wang.

"Director, I think we should stick to the established plan of the Dawn Project: attracting large-scale Western capital to invest in the Magic City. This way, the interests of both parties will be more firmly bound together."

General He immediately rejected this plan and shouted,

"No, the industrial zone plan has already been approved, and there's absolutely no possibility of changing it!"

Hu Zhenhua did not give up and continued,

"Director, the industrial zone plan carries enormous risks. If anything goes wrong, the Americans can just walk away, leaving us with a massive debt! The Dawn Plan is far safer!"

General Liu suddenly laughed and said lightly,

"Zhenhua, these two plans can be implemented simultaneously. They don't conflict!"

Old Hu was overjoyed and shouted,

"Director, I'm in charge of the Dawn Project and the industrial zone plan. Please assign me another task!"

The three old men, who were over 150 years old in total, began to twitch their lips.

You proposed a solution, but you yourself avoided it like the plague.

What the hell is going on!

Are you so afraid that the government won’t pay for the supplies it purchases?