Spy war in the Republic of China, peak undercover

When Long Feihu saw Chen Yijun and his men walking in aggressively, he suddenly became nervous.

"Miss Chen, why are you here?" He quickly stood up to greet her.

"Captain Long, I heard that you arrested a tailor named Zhou Qing?" Chen Yijun asked straight to the point.

"Yes, Miss Chen, he..."

"I want this person." Chen Yijun interrupted him, her tone leaving no room for doubt.

Long Feihu was stunned. "Ms. Chen, he is..."

"I don't care who he is. I'm taking him away now." Chen Yijun said coldly, "If you have any questions, go talk to my eldest brother directly."

Long Feihu knew Chen Yijun's background and didn't dare to say anything else, so he had to nod and agree.

"Lu Yang, go and bring him out." Chen Yijun ordered.

Lu Yang couldn't wait any longer. He quickly walked to the room where Zhou Qing was imprisoned and opened the door.

"Mr. Zhou, are you okay?" Lu Yang asked with concern.

When Zhou Qing saw Lu Yang, he immediately understood what was going on and nodded gratefully.

"Thank you, Mr. Lu."

……

Lu Yang took Zhou Qing out of the inspection team's office building and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yijun, thank you so much this time." He said gratefully.

Chen Yijun rolled her eyes at him and said, "Don't tell me that. I'm not doing this for you. I just want to make some beautiful cheongsams for myself."

Lu Yang knew she was lying, but he didn't point it out. He just smiled and said, "Thank you very much, Miss Chen. I promise that you will become the most beautiful woman in Shanghai."

When Chen Yijun heard this, a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

Ye Wanru, who was standing aside, looked at the two of them, but her heart was full of doubts.

She didn't understand why Lu Yang wanted to save a Communist, nor did she understand why Chen Yijun was willing to follow Lu Yang for a few cheongsams.

"Instructor Lu, who are you?" she asked herself.

The next morning, Zhou Qing was invited to Chen Yijun's apartment in the French Concession to have clothes taken measurements for her.

Zhou Qing's craftsmanship was indeed well-deserved. He held a tape measure and measured Chen Yijun's body as if he was appreciating a fine work of art.

"Ms. Chen, you have a perfect figure. You look good in any clothes." Zhou Qing exclaimed as he measured her size.

Chen Yijun couldn't help feeling proud when she heard his praise. She looked at herself in the mirror and saw that she had a slim figure and curvy body. She was indeed a rare beauty.

Lu Yang watched from the side, but was thinking in his mind how to arrange for Zhou Qing.

He was worried that Zhou Qing's identity would be exposed if he stayed in Shanghai, so he decided to take him to the concession to live for a few days and make plans after the storm had passed.

"Yijun, my villa is empty anyway, why not let Mr. Zhou stay there for a few days? You can also try on clothes anytime you want." Lu Yang suggested.

When Chen Yijun heard this, she immediately understood his intention. Making clothes for me was fake, and protecting Zhou Qing was the real purpose.

Lu Yang's identity is becoming more and more suspicious.

Fortunately, it’s not from the Japanese side.

who cares.

"Okay, thank you for troubling me, Mr. Zhou." Chen Yijun said with a smile.

So, Lu Yang brought Chen Yijun and Zhou Qing to the villa in the French Concession.

The villa is luxuriously decorated and exquisitely furnished. There is also a small garden in the yard. The environment is quiet and refreshing.

"Lu Yang, your villa is so beautiful, much better than my apartment." Chen Yijun exclaimed with a hint of envy in her eyes.

Lu Yang smiled and said, "This house was given to me by someone else. I don't usually live here. If you like, you can come here often in the future."

"I feel so embarrassed." Chen Yijun said she was embarrassed, but she was actually very happy in her heart.

Lu Yang quickly took out the house deed from his bag.

"Du Xingye's ill-gotten gains are a waste if you don't take them. I've confiscated them and put them in your care."

Chen Yijun looked at the colorful paper handed to her in surprise. It was priceless.

Chen Yijun really doesn't need this money.

But what does this indicate?

Is Lu Yang offering me a betrothal gift?

"Okay, I'll keep it for you. When you get married, I, your old classmate, will leave some of the family assets for you."

There was something hidden in the words, waiting for Lu Yang to say, "What are you waiting for? It's the betrothal gift for you."

In the end, Lu Yang said, "Don't be stingy. When I get married, you have to give me a car."

……

I want to strangle you to death, you idiot.

As a result, he was hit hard by Chen Yijun.

"Why are you hitting me? You're a big money jar, and you're still short of two coins?"

"I'm just short of that, just short of that."

"Hey, why are you scratching me again?" Lu Yang ran around the room to avoid the Nine Yin White Bone Claw behind him.

Zhou Qing watched from the side and laughed in his heart.

He never thought that as an underground party member, he could live in such a luxurious house, and it was thanks to a pair of agents from the Investigation Bureau.

"Mr. Lu, thank you so much." Zhou Qing said gratefully, interrupting their flirting at an inopportune moment.

Lu Yang patted his shoulder and said, "Mr. Zhou, you're welcome. Just stay here and I'll make arrangements for you once the storm has passed."

After taking measurements and trying on a few semi-finished cheongsams, Chen Yijun left satisfied.

After Lu Yang sent Chen Yijun away, he returned to the villa and looked at Ye Wanru who was tidying up the room. Suddenly, something in his heart moved.

"Wanru, are you used to living in Shanghai recently?" he asked.

Ye Wanru put down the clothes in her hands and looked at him puzzledly: "I'm fine, what's wrong?"

Lu Yang walked up to her and said gently, "Wanru, I've been in some trouble recently and need someone absolutely reliable to help me. Are you willing to help me?"

Ye Wanru nodded without hesitation and agreed: "Of course, Instructor Lu, what are your instructions?"

"It's like this, I hope you..." Lu Yang whispered his plan into Ye Wanru's ear.

……

In the evening, Song Amao came back with a basket of fresh vegetables. Ye Wanru had already prepared several home-cooked dishes. Lu Yang took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cellar. Everyone sat around the dining table to celebrate the housewarming.

"Mr. Zhou, please try this braised pork. It's a specialty of our hometown." Lu Yang greeted him warmly.

Zhou Qing took a bite and praised it highly: "It's delicious, really delicious."

"Just stay here for the next few days and don't run around. If you need anything, just tell A Mao." Lu Yang instructed.

Zhou Qing nodded gratefully. He picked up the wine glass and toasted Lu Yang. "Mr. Lu, I toast you. Thank you for your help."

"Mr. Zhou, you are too polite. We are all family, there is no need to be so formal." Lu Yang said with a smile.

Ye Wanru sat aside, watching the two of them, but her heart was full of doubts. She didn't understand why Lu Yang was so nice to a Communist Party member, nor did she understand what he was trying to do.

……

A few days later, Zhou Qing made several cheongsams for Chen Yijun. After trying them on, Chen Yijun was very satisfied.

"Mr. Zhou, your craftsmanship is really great. I like these cheongsams very much." Chen Yijun exclaimed with excitement in her eyes.

"As long as Miss Chen likes it, this is what I should do." Zhou Qing said modestly.

"Mr. Zhou, I need your help to make a few more clothes. When are you free?" Chen Yijun asked.

"Anytime, Miss Chen." Zhou Qing replied.

Chen Yijun thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Zhou, I advise you not to show up in Shanghai again. The relationship between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party is tense now, and you may be arrested at any time."

Zhou Qing's heart trembled, and he nodded gratefully.

"Thank you for the reminder, Miss Chen. I will be careful."

……