At the Hankou Pier, a young man in a gray robe looked left and right among the crowds of people. The wicker box he carried in his right hand swayed forward and back with the flow of people. The agreed pick-up person was late, and he He walked aimlessly back and forth along the long pier street. Firstly, he was unfamiliar with the place, and secondly, he was afraid that the person picking him up would not be able to find him when he arrived. But until it was getting late, the person who picked him up did not show up. The young man was cold and hungry. He tightened the brown scarf around his neck to keep his cold body warm. He suddenly remembered that his brother had given him a phone call. He went to the phone booth by the river and dialed the number. The call was connected but no one answered. He called it over and over again until cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Someone behind him was urging him impatiently. "Can you hurry up? I've been calling you a lot, but I haven't heard a word from you" The young man turned around and smiled apologetically at the person who urged him. He had no choice but to put down the phone in his hand and walked out of the phone booth. The sky was already dark. It was completely dark, and the biogas lamps on the street were shining palely. The crowded pedestrians during the day seemed to have disappeared, leaving only the empty streets. A sudden gust of wind blew up, and the warmth of late winter and early spring returned. It was cold, and the young man couldn't help but wrap his robe tightly again. "Sir, do you want to stay in the hotel?" It was a woman's voice. The young man nodded hesitantly. He was afraid that if he left, the person who had agreed to pick him up would not be able to find him, but under the cold, hunger and stress, he really couldn't bear this. It was so painful, so I decided to find a place to stay first. Anyway, I had the person's phone number, so I wasn't afraid of not being able to find him. "Then come with me." The young man followed the woman and turned into the alley, getting further and further away from the high-rise buildings by the river he longed for. The woman seemed to see what he was thinking, and said with a charming smile: "Don't look at it. It's a concession there, and it costs ten silver dollars a night. "Although it was said bluntly, it was also true. The young man only brought ten silver dollars with him. If he didn't use it sparingly, he might not be able to hold on until that day. When he thought about it, At this moment, his body, which had been blown through by the cold wind, started to feel hot. The sound of high heels clicking on the stone pavement echoed in the quiet alley. The young man followed closely with a wicker box. Only the biogas lamp gave off a pale light. He silently watched the man and the woman. The woman was wearing a uniform. The cheongsam with waist and high slit is very modern in Shanghai. Perhaps it is too tight, and you can even faintly see the outline of the bra printed on the back. Every time she takes a step, a piece of snow-white thigh is exposed at the slit. The shaking made the young man dizzy. The young man knew that something was wrong, but he couldn't help but cast one glance at the woman, and the next glance at the woman unscrupulously. "We're here, Mr. Chen is waiting for you inside." The young man's attention had been on the woman, and he accidentally didn't hear what she said clearly. He saw her looking at him with interest, knowing that his wanton behavior just now was not allowed to be punished. Seeing this, his face immediately turned red. "You, what did you just say." There were still seven days before the convening of the conference. Wu Xiaoliang arranged several intensive press conferences, inviting reporters from all over the country to Han, explaining to them the original intention and purpose of the conference, and Regarding the prospect of the future direction of the country, the first two items are certainly appropriate, but the latter is an unrealistic promise. Maybe it can be achieved in the future, maybe it cannot be achieved, but at this moment, it has greatly inspired the Chinese people. The morale of the generals in Wuhan has even aroused considerable enthusiasm for General Wu in the three towns of Wuhan. Whenever the major newspapers in Wuhan published photos of General Wu, they would be sold out within a few hours and had to print more copies. This formed a crazy cycle, so much so that it was difficult to find a copy. Without General Wu's newspaper, it has become a difficult thing to do. Zhang Xueliang threw the newspaper in his hand on the table, sat down on the sofa, and sunk his whole body into it comfortably. "Brother Wei Zhong is very clever. Looking at the three towns of Wuhan, there are photos of you all over the city. On the other hand, there is not a single photo of the leader" He pointed to the newspaper on the desk with a smile on his face, "Occasionally you can see it. One, here, there is one the size of a tofu cube in the corner. Maybe our Chairman Chiang will be in a terrible mood these days. " Zhang Xueliang and Jiang Zhongzheng had a honeymoon period, but in Songhu. After the war, after Jiang Zeng openly wanted to detain him, the two people gradually drifted apart. Until now, the Northeast Army and the Shandong Army were two grasshoppers on the same rope, and he completely fell in love with Wu Xiaoliang. At this time, looking at some of Chiang Zhongzheng's actions, I didn't think they were anything at all at first, but now I am extremely disgusted. Therefore, whenever there is an opportunity in private, Zhang Xueliang will use his best to ridicule this former ally. "Thanks to Han Qing's reminder, we have to arrange a meeting with the leader in the next few days. The newspapers have been talking about our disagreements with each other. Why not put on a good show to clear up all the old grudges." Although Zhang Xueliang said that?Zhongzheng was teasing and ridiculing, but he did not dare to underestimate the leader of the Republic of China at all. He also felt that it was very necessary. "I've seen a lot of people these days, so it's time to see the devil and talk nonsense." Thinking of doing it, Wu Xiaoliang's confidential secretary contacted Chiang Zhongzheng's entourage that day, and soon they got a reply. I'm not acclimatized and I'm not feeling well. I'm afraid that I won't be able to make an appointment in the next three or two days, and I won't be able to set a schedule after three days, so we can only discuss it then. Zhang Xueliang laughed at Wu Xiaoliang's hot face and slapped his cold butt, but Wu Xiaoliang didn't care. He had his own way to make Chiang Zhongzheng submit. Early the next morning, the major newspapers in the three towns of Wuhan broke the big news again. The leader of the National Government, Jiang Zhongzheng, was The president held the first meeting before the conference with General Wu three days later. People smelled a very different flavor in it. It is well known that Jiang and Wu had a falling out after the Songhu War, and even turned swords and swords against each other. Now that they are going to have private talks, have they already cleared up their past feud? However, the reporters failed to find out the news this time because Wu Xiaoliang, for the first time, did not hold a press conference on the matter, and his subordinates were very tight-lipped. Not only General Wu's subordinates, but also Chairman Chiang's aide room were secretive. The matter was kept tight-lipped, unlike in the past when someone would soon reveal the news. That night, Wu Xiaoliang¡¯s confidential secretary received a call from the chairman¡¯s attendant¡¯s office, clearly informing them that the chairman was in good health and could hold talks in two days. "It's a good idea to kill first and then show off, and pull the pirate ship on board. The Chairman's mood today will definitely be ruined because of Brother Wei Zhong. Let's have a drink for this." Zhang Xueliang raised the wine glass in his hand and made a swipe at Wu Xiaoliang. Then he raised his neck and drank the wine in the cup.