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"Ma'am, it's almost the end of the year, and this account can't be withdrawn anymore." In the office of the general manager of Changjiang Shipbuilding Co., Ltd., a man in a black tunic suit whispered to the petite woman who was watching the gurgling river by the window. .

The woman was wearing an expensive fur coat, her hair was slightly coiled, and was bound by hand-spliced ​​orchid-shaped gold pieces. Her lowered eyes and thick eyelashes blinked, revealing an indescribable depression. Her abdomen is protruding high, and she may be nearing her due date.

"You go and tell Liu Ye, let him find a way, he must find the goods, the money problem, tell him not to worry, I will solve it"

"Madam, this is too risky. The police station is watching closely at this juncture. Although smuggling is profitable, what if..." He Zhenhua, the newly appointed financial manager of Changjiang Shipbuilding, was secretly arranged by the organization to assist Zhou Mei in his work, but he Facing Zhou Mei's decision at this time, he seemed very worried.

"The strategic transfer to the western front has been pursued fiercely, with heavy casualties, and money is needed everywhere. Now the arsenal is still under construction. The higher-ups don't care how adventurous you are, as long as it turns out." Zhou Mei covered her eyes with her hand, and then pressed hard. Press between eyebrows, "I'll make arrangements at the police station, just let Liu Ye let go and do it."

"Okay..." He Zhenhua pushed up his glasses, "You don't have to worry about it, you are about to give birth, and you still run to the company every day"

"You don't care about my affairs, it's enough to do your job well"

"..."

"Go out, the old king will be back in a while"

It was a word of concern, but in exchange for a cold and emotionless response, but Zhou Mei is his superior, he really can't say much, He Zhenhua shrugged, suddenly felt that this winter was very cold, he buttoned his coat, Holding the documents in his hands, he left the office. As soon as he went out, he saw Secretary Wang in a plaid suit, holding a lunch box and soup cup in his hand, and greeted him with a smile.

This year, Jing Junming has stepped down from his management and directorship in Bashan Paper Mill, Changjiang Shipyard and some companies, and handed everything over to Zhou Mei. Zhou Mei resigned from the job of a major teacher and took over completely. With the Jing family's business in Chongqing, she is busier than before, and her daily schedule has a fixed schedule, which is arranged and reminded by her personal secretary Wang Yongrong.

Wang Yongrong is 44 years old this year. He has followed Jing Junming to manage the company's affairs since he was young. He has experienced all kinds of vicissitudes in the business field in Chongqing from the late Qing Dynasty to the Republic of China. He is even more familiar with the rules between officials and businessmen. in the heart.Although he is Zhou Mei's secretary on the surface, he is actually Jing Junming's eye, which makes Zhou Mei always cautious and dare not let go of his hands and feet, and it is the first time to deal with the family business, Zhou Mei really needs his help and support in many places, so she Not only did she show humility in front of him, she also turned a blind eye to some decisions that benefited Wang Yongrong's personal interests and let him handle them.

In the past year, the relationship between her and Wang Yongrong has always been relatively harmonious, and Wang Yongrong has also taken care of her life in every possible way.

However, this was only the first two years when Zhou Mei managed the company.At the beginning of 1936, the veteran of the Jing family business unfortunately fell into the water and died in an outing. No one knew how he fell into the water, and his family could not even salvage his body .

The news of Wang Yongrong's death shocked the whole Chongqing. His funeral was very spectacular. Hundreds of people from the Chongqing Chamber of Commerce came to pay his respects. Jing Junming burst into tears in front of his portrait. In an instant, he became much older. For business affairs, I only listen to operas and play with the old lady Jing at home every day, and together spoil my grandson, which is Zhou Mei's son, Jing Ruicheng.

After Zhou Mei gave birth to her son, she spent very little time with him in person. She devoted herself to her work, and Jing Yuan fought on the western front again, and there was no return date. Love in the palm of your hand and take good care of it.

In June 1936, Zhou Mei and Shi Liu put pressure on Zhao Sihai, then president of the Chongqing Salt Industry Trade Union, and took over half of the shares of Chongqing Salt Industry Bank, which had been losing money for two consecutive years. The electric power, tanning, and real estate industries under Hu's name have successfully turned losses into profits. She also took advantage of Liu Xiang's military power in the Bayu area and her relationship with the government to increase her 6% stake in Chongqing Arsenal. Since then, she has become the largest shareholder of Chongqing Arsenal.

At some high-end dinner parties in Chongqing, among the many elites and celebrities, the petite figure that belonged exclusively to women has changed from the initial forbearance and humility to the high-spirited spirit. With her self-confidence and sharpness, no one dared to offend her with words, let alone fantasies. They began to flatter her and flatter her in every way in order to gain certain benefits.

Over the years, she and Jing Yuan have been together less often, and her personal life has become secretive and indulgent. She hired an actor named "Ku Ju", bought her an apartment, raised her, and went there occasionally Overnight, she shuttled around all kinds of men who were useful to her. No one knew how many people she was related to, but they only knew that this woman was unaffected.

Compared with the ups and downs and undercurrents of the business world that Zhou Mei has experienced in these years, Xi Zibai's life is very carefree. She leads a very regular life. Every day when Jian Rong and Kang Guo are still in their dreams, she has already woken up. Riding a bicycle to the school, playing morning exercises and singing with the students, and going to the theater in her free time, she told those girls who worked hard to learn opera: You do not learn opera to be concubines in the future, you are artists, He is the cultural inheritor of the ancestors. In the future, he must learn to be independent, learn to fight against the world, and learn to stick to his original aspirations, every day and every year.

After Mr. Wang Yaoqing broke the tradition of passing males but not females in Beijing opera, she created the facial expressions and iconic movements that belonged exclusively to female actresses in the new play, which not only perfected and enriched the character traits of the "female flower shirt", but also led this trend. To the world, she herself has changed from Wang Yaoqing's assistant to a famous teacher of Danxing in the Academy of Chinese Opera.Xiao Shishi inherited her good voice, and when she was just three years old, she would ride on Kang Guo's shoulders, twist her orchid fingers and sing loudly, making her neighbors laugh.

At the end of 1936, Zhang Xueliang and Yang Hucheng launched the Xi'an Incident that shocked China and the world. Under the pressure of the situation, Jiang reached a second cooperation with the Communist Party and began to jointly resist the aggression of the Japanese army.

Maybe time can really dilute everything, but when the time comes, it is destined to set off some storms that should have been forgotten long ago. Maybe people have forgotten that a person's life has never been lived for himself, let alone when the country is in crisis. .

On the night of July 1937, 7, the Japanese army bombarded Wanping City, and the Marco Polo Bridge Incident broke out. Japan cut off communication between Beiping and the south, and the Anti-Japanese War broke out in an all-round way.

The next morning, in the Dongli mansion in Nanshan, Chongqing, Zhou Mei woke up from her sleep. Kuju, who was resting with her last night, was not by her side, and she could vaguely smell the fragrance of eggs. She wiped her face with a towel and was about to go to the restaurant for breakfast. At the same time, she heard the door knock.

Kuju was wearing a light yellow long dress, a small thin braid was playfully erected behind her head, her face was soaked in sweat, she floated in with small steps, and immediately entangled her body. Zhou Mei has been having nightmares for the past few days. The strength, the tone is not pleasant, "Where are you going again, stop making trouble"

"Isn't this going to buy you a newspaper?" Ku Ju has just turned 16 years old and has the lines of a young girl. She looks extremely thin and has almost no flesh on her body. Pushed her away with his hands.

"How many times have I told you, don't let me find you?" Zhou Mei took a sip of the milk in the glass, and took the newspaper from Kuju's hand, "Sit down and don't move around."

"Sister~ hurry up and read to me, everyone outside is cursing, and I don't know what happened"

Zhou Mei only glanced at the headline, and her face changed. She rushed to the living room, and dialed the number of the Military Intelligence Department over and over again. Because she was too anxious, she dialed three times before dialing the correct number.

Ringing, ringing, the phone ringing from the Military Command Intelligence Office kept ringing one after another. Jing Luo didn't close her eyes that night, the phone kept ringing non-stop. She almost collapsed, wishing she could unplug the phone line.

"Hey..."

"Xiao Luo!"

"Sister-in-law...it's you, don't worry." Jing Luo heard Zhou Mei's voice and hurriedly comforted her.

"Is there any news"

"Communications are cut off, we can't get in touch, we are all trying to find a way"

"..."

"She is very lucky, we have to trust her"

"It's just her temperament that instead of running away when encountering problems, she is willing to meddle in them!" Zhou Mei pinched the acupuncture point between her foreheads and gritted her teeth.

Even if the years go on and on, Zhou Mei almost forgets what she looks like, but she always remembers that person's temper clearly, especially at this juncture of national hatred and family hatred, she must be the first to rush to the front Going all out with the little devil, don't expect her to only care about herself.

Zhou Mei was right, in July 1937, it was black. The defense of Beiping lasted for nearly half a month, and finally fell under the crazy attack of the enemy. They will all fall by your side, with thick smoke billowing, stray shrapnel piercing broken tiles, dark red blood rolling into the loess, crying and shouting everywhere, and Xie Zibai, who is used to leading a peaceful life with children , together with Kang Guo, put on the military uniform again, picked up the gun, and together with the Peiping garrison, resisted tenaciously until the last moment when Peiping was captured.

This is just the beginning. The moment Beiping was captured, the entire North China could no longer resist the Japanese invasion. The Chinese nation was in jeopardy. The stock prices of the financial market led by Shanghai plummeted one after another. The total share capital of the Jing family managed by Zhou Mei has increased dozens of times in just a few days, which is embarrassing. While her wealth has skyrocketed, she has successively established related charities to help refugees from all over the world and build shelters , and at the same time funded and sponsored the government to rapidly promote the construction of air-raid shelters in Chongqing.

Without Wang Yongrong's constraints, no one can interfere with what she does now, let alone restrictions. Jing Junming can ignore other things, but he still forced Zhou Mei to sign a secret contract before he was old and weak, setting Jing Rui became the sole heir of the Jing family, and he put the treasure on his own grandson. He wanted Zhou Mei to be the daughter-in-law of the Jing family for the sake of Jing Rui.But this idea fell right into Zhou Mei's arms, because more than half of what she did today was for her son.

In a blink of an eye, it was winter again, and the cold wind in Chongqing was bleak. Zhou Mei was working in a huge office, wrapped in a fur coat, and never leaving her warm handbag. Give it to her.

The secretary in a formal suit and with a slightly greasy hair was none other than Li Boshu, who had just graduated from the Chinese Department of a major university last year. He had secretly joined the Communist Party two years ago. The family assists Zhou Mei in related work. Out of selfishness, he is also very concerned about Zhou Mei's personal life.

When it was lunch break, Li Boshu opened the door and came in, bowing to remind her, "Madam, today is Laba, do you want to go back early?"

"Yeah..." Zhou Mei put down the documents in her hands and stretched her waist. To be honest, she really should go back to spend time with her family. Since July last year, the company's business has become extremely busy, and she has not cared much about it. Rui Cheng was taken care of by the old man and the old lady.

"The car is ready." Li Boshu followed behind Zhou Mei, hesitating. The two walked downstairs slowly. When they reached the corner of the stairs, Li Boshu suddenly whispered, "Zeng Bo said, she is back."

"Ah?" Zhou Mei was still thinking about Wen Song's urgent call from Shanghai, she looked at Li Boshu with a blank face, "Who?"

Li Boshu opened his mouth, "It's okay, I remember wrong."

Zhou Mei stared at him inexplicably, then turned and walked downstairs.

When the car drove back to Jing's house, the noon sun just shone on the top of the head. The winter in the south is warm outdoors and bitter indoors. Zhou Mei finally felt a little warmth and didn't want to go in too soon. The waiter A Dong trotted over and took the cup from Zhou Mei's hand. Pack "Ma'am, you are back"

"Well, what's for dinner, do you have any porridge prepared?" Zhou Mei walked into the back garden, and as she walked, she heard bursts of laughter and faintly mixed with some little tunes.

"It's all ready, the young master was clamoring for a drink early in the morning." A Dong smiled and said, "Ma'am, it's still warm today. They are all listening to an opera in the garden. The young lady brought back a corner, and the old lady is very happy." "

Zhou Mei nodded. She stretched her arms, basking in the sun, and she felt much more comfortable. The further she walked into the garden, the more clear the opera and music became, and her footsteps became heavier.

Like a thief, she hid behind a bamboo and looked towards the gazebo she built in disbelief.

The woman wasn't wearing a costume, she was wearing a very ordinary blue jacket, her hair was piled behind her ears like a school girl, and when she shook her head occasionally, she drew a beautiful arc, which looked pretty good from a distance. With a strong character, she rolled her eyes and said in a voice. After singing, she humbly bowed to everyone.

Mrs. Jing’s eyes lit up, and she kept clapping her hands, “Oh, this new show really deserves its reputation. I used to listen to Xiao Luo’s recorded ones, and sometimes it got stuck on the disc. Today, I finally enjoyed it. ~"

"I knew you liked it when you chased him every day, why don't you hurry up and bring Xiaobai here?" Jing Luo said with a smile, holding the old lady's arm.

"Mrs. Tang, you have suffered a lot during the past two years, right?" Mrs. Jing asked with concern. They had already heard about the misfortune that actor Bai suffered, and they looked down on her romantic affairs, but That's all in the past, and according to Xiao Luo, she taught at the Peking Opera Academy and completely returned to a normal life. Now she is a disseminator of new plays, and she no longer has any prejudice against her.

"It's not easy to escape from the dead." Thinking that North China has gradually fallen, and how long Chongqing's tranquility can last, Jing Junming also sighed with emotion.

"Mom!" Of course Jing Ruicheng was not interested in listening to the show, he ran around with a toy gun in his arms, and immediately found Zhou Mei who was staying behind the bamboo, and exclaimed in surprise.

Zhou Mei touched Rui Cheng's head with one hand, and met the eyes of the woman in the gazebo.

Xie Zibai has lost a lot of weight, her cheekbones have become clearer, and there is a scar on her forehead. The scar looks very new. Although she is still fair, she has a little more vicissitudes. The frivolous smile in the past now reveals With alienation and defense.

"Xiao Mei, you are back." Mrs. Jing waved to Zhou Mei, "This is Mrs. Tang, do you remember?"

"Sister-in-law, you came back so early." Seeing the two people's eyes met, they were silent, and seemed to contain a thousand words, Jing Luo's scalp felt a little numb, and he quickly calmed down the atmosphere.

"Thinking about the holidays, come back early to accompany Rui Cheng." Zhou Mei said lightly, and asked bluntly, "Mrs. Tang, how have you been in recent years?"

"It's okay." The actor Bai replied politely, "Mrs. Lao Jing is thinking about it."

Her appearance didn't seem to have changed at all, but it seemed like everything had changed.

"..." Zhou Mei didn't know what to say.

On the contrary, the opera singer couldn't see her. She took a few steps forward, squatted down, looked carefully at Rui Cheng's eyebrows, and said softly, "You are so pretty, how old are you?"

"Four years old!" Jing Ruicheng said proudly.

"Here, here it is~" Xizi Bai took out the plum candy from his bosom, and stuffed it into Rui Cheng's hand.

"Thank you, Auntie!" Xiao Ruicheng was very happy, because usually the elders of the Jing family let him eat some healthy food and rarely gave him candy, and these things that children in the market can only eat are new to him. very.

"I'm really tired after a long journey, so I'll go back first, so I won't bother you any more." The actor Bai patted Rui Cheng's head, got up, and said goodbye to the elders of the Jing family.

"Okay, Mrs. Tang, come here often in the future." Mrs. Jing was about to get up to see off the guests.

"Mom and Dad, you rest, I'll see Mrs. Tang off" Zhou Mei immediately said, "Rui Cheng, go and play with my aunt, mom will be here in a while"

The actor Bai looked back, glanced at Zhou Mei, and showed a polite smile.

"Mom, I'll be good. Don't go to the company again." Xiao Ruicheng pouted, "Grandpa said, today's porridge is very sweet."

"Mom will be here soon," Zhou Mei coaxed softly, while Xi Zibai watched from the side, she sighed softly and shook her head.