spy sea tide life

Suna looked around, not knowing what she was thinking, with a confused expression.

"If you have any good ideas, you might as well tell us now." Chen Yansheng moved closer and said seriously.

"As for me, I don't know whether this method is true or not." Suna said with a blush.

"It doesn't matter. We are all crossing the river by feeling the stones," Chen Yansheng said comfortingly.

"Is it really okay?" Suna asked with a frown.

"Look at you! You don't even believe what I say?" Chen Yansheng said with a smile, his expression full of sincerity.

"Believe it! I believe what you say here." Suna blushed and lowered her head.

"Then tell me." Chen Yansheng said seriously.

"Here..." Suna said hesitantly, but stopped after saying a few words.

Chen Yansheng looked at Su Na encouragingly and nodded.

Seeing this, Suna slowly said, "Although I don't know their specific contact information, I do know a fixed contact method."

"Tell me about it." Chen Yansheng was obviously interested as well and came over to say.

"We have a method of communication within our group. I have only heard of this method and have not tried it myself, so I don't know if it works." Suna said after thinking for a while.

This time, Chen Yansheng did not interrupt Su Na. Instead, he leaned back in his chair, looked at Su Na, and waited for her to continue.

"Use the tone of Aunt Seven and Uncle Seven and tell them the time and place of the meeting..." Suna said in a low voice.

Hearing what Su Na said, Chen Yansheng was suddenly shocked, but he remained calm and looked at Su Na until she finished speaking.

"Are you done?" Chen Yansheng waited until Su Na finished speaking before asking.

When being questioned, Chen Yansheng tried his best to suppress his pounding heart and spoke as calmly as possible.

"Ah, that's all." Suna said.

"This is very important. I need to report this to my superiors!" Chen Yansheng said, and stood up.

"Is it important?" Suna asked with a frown.

"Of course! It would be even better if you knew how to make someone approach us on their own initiative!" Chen Yansheng said.

"This..." Suna hesitated.

Chen Yansheng's heart moved, and he asked with a smile: "Could it be that you really have a solution?"

"Okay... try it." Suna said a little embarrassedly.

"Do you really have a solution?" Chen Yansheng seemed very happy and said loudly involuntarily.

"I can only say give it a try." Suna felt a little embarrassed.

"That's fine! What if it works?" Chen Yansheng said happily.

"We might as well use the old method and publish it in the newspaper..." As Su Na spoke, she moved closer to Chen Yansheng, and her voice became unusually weak.

Chen Yansheng showed a look of surprise on his face and nodded continuously.

Su Na was getting closer and closer to Chen Yansheng, and their figures were about to cross each other on the wall.

the next day.

Military and Political Department.

Even in the temporary capital, the building of the Ministry of Military and Political Affairs looks quite imposing.

There were four sentries at the gate, with no smile on their faces, standing straight with guns in their hands.

Yang Denghuan walked towards the Ministry of Military and Political Affairs with a package on his back, looking depressed.

"Stop!" A sentry saw that Yang Denghuan was obviously about to come over, so he stretched out his right hand, pushed Yang Denghuan hard, and shouted.

"I have to go to work." Yang Denghuan looked like a country boy, shrinking his neck and saying.

"ID." The sentry didn't waste any words and just stretched out his hand and asked.

Drip!

Beside Yang Denghuan, a convertible car honked its horn.

Two sentries immediately ran over, checked the documents, waved and let the car pass. Yang Denghuan looked at the car stupidly as it drove into the yard.

The sentry had a blank expression on his face. He carefully checked the ID in Yang Denghuan's hand and made sure it was correct. He looked at him twice before returning the ID to him and signaled that he could pass.

Yang Denghuan, holding a package in his hand, walked straight into the gate and turned to a small path on the side.

Although he had never been to the Ministry of Military and Political Affairs, Yang Denghuan remembered the topographic map drawn by Cao Youguang very clearly.

The road was not difficult to find, and Yang Denghuan found the canteen in a short while.

Maybe it was morning, so not many people were eating, only a few people there.

Yang Denghuan did not enter the cafeteria directly, but went around to the back of the cafeteria.

There was a wall behind him. Although there was a small door in the corner, Yang Denghuan had no intention of knocking on the door.

Yang Denghuan glanced left and right, jumped with both feet, put his hands on the wall, and was about to climb up when the corner door creaked open and a head popped out, and in an instant the head's eyes met Yang Denghuan's.

Yang Denghuan was very embarrassed. He let go of his hands and jumped down from the wall.

"So, there is someone here..." Yang Denghuan said embarrassedly.

"What... do you do?" The man frowned and asked Yang Denghuan vigilantly.

The man had a strong Shandong accent, but neither his appearance nor his spirit seemed to have anything to do with Jiang Xianmin.

"I'm a handyman!" Yang Denghuan tried his best to make his words closer to Shandong dialect, and a smile appeared on his face.

Not far away, an impatient voice suddenly came: "Old Han! What's going on?"

As he was speaking, a figure not far away popped out half of its body and looked over here.

"Coming!" the man replied in a low voice and looked at Yang Denghuan.

"You go and do your work first, I'll just wait here!" Yang Denghuan said with a big smile.

"You come here...?" Old Han looked at Yang Denghuan and asked.

"Isn't it! Didn't the director tell you?" Yang Denghuan asked.

"Go in first!" Old Han said, pointing his chin towards the house.

"Okay!" Yang Denghuan strode into the yard with the package on his back.

The man seemed impatient and walked over quickly, saying as he walked: "Old Han, what's going on today? Why are you so slow?"

"There's a newcomer here, let me give him some instructions." Old Han quickly agreed and handed over the big package in his hand.

"If there were new people every day..."

"That's not possible! Absolutely not!" Old Han quickly put on a smile and held the man's hand tightly. The man felt the "weight" in Old Han's hand and nodded with satisfaction.

"Be careful next time! It's not just me, there are other people inside!" the man whispered.

"I know! I know! Don't worry!" Old Han said with a grin and patted the man's elbow hard.

The man waved at Lao Han and turned away.

Old Han watched the man leave and was about to turn around when Yang Denghuan, who was lying behind him, suddenly said, "Who is this?" Old Han was startled and looked up to see Yang Denghuan lying on top of him.

"What are you doing!" Old Han said unhappily.

Upon seeing this, Yang Denghuan quickly stood up straight with a solemn expression.

"What do you do?" Old Han looked at Yang Denghuan and asked.

"What happened just now? I came here to do odd jobs." Yang Denghuan also asked with a smile.

A trace of nervousness flashed across Old Han's face, and he immediately asked, "Opera? Is his name Han Da?"

"Yes." Yang Denghuan agreed loudly.

"Come in." Old Han said, and walked into the yard first.

Yang Denghuan followed Lao Han closely and entered the yard, just like a countryman entering the city, looking around non-stop.

Old Han ignored him and walked straight into the cafeteria kitchen, and Yang Denghuan followed him in.

It was already past breakfast time and no one was busy in the kitchen. Only a few servants were left there to collect things. There was no sign of the chefs, as they had obviously gone to rest.

After entering the kitchen, Lao Han pulled a chair and sat down, looking Yang Denghuan up and down. Yang Denghuan hurriedly stepped forward, took out his body and handed it to Lao Han.

"Is this your identity?" asked Lao Han.

"Yeah!" Yang Denghuan agreed again.

"I heard from our Director Wu." Holding the introduction, Old Han did not open it, but spoke with a stern face.

Yang Denghuan did not speak, but looked at Lao Han with a silly smile, waiting for Lao Han to speak.

Old Han paused for a moment, and seeing that Yang Denghuan didn't respond, he continued, "Here, work more and talk less. I don't care who takes care of you, but when you come here, you have to behave yourself! The kitchen is a place where rules apply!"

At the end of what Old Han said, his voice became a little harsh, but Yang Denghuan remained expressionless and kept saying yes.

After giving Yang Denghuan a full lesson, Old Han finally shouted at the servants, "Old Chiang! Old Chiang!"

"Here it comes! Here it comes!" A burly man ran over quickly and accidentally knocked the table far away before he stopped.

The sturdy man hurried to support the table, and suddenly kicked over the oil bottle on the ground, and quickly reached out to pick it up.

"I was scared to death!" said the strong man with lingering fear.

"Look at you, you're such a grown-up, but you don't know how to be careful!" Old Han said somewhat unhappily.

"Yes, yes, yes! You are right! You are right!" The sturdy man nodded and bowed quickly, saying flatteringly.

Old Han snorted coldly, pointed at Yang Denghuan and said, "He... is in the same room with you. Take him to the room later."

"I understand, I understand! Hantou, you have the final say!" the sturdy man said hurriedly.

Old Han nodded with satisfaction, pointed at the strong man, and said to Yang Denghuan: "His name is Jiang Xianmin, from now on you two will live in the same room!"

Yang Denghuan was very happy. He reached out and grabbed Jiang Xianmin's hand, shaking it and saying, "Old Jiang! You came earlier than me. You have to help me a lot. I don't know anything."

Jiang Xianmin was very polite and said quickly: "Look at what you are saying. We are all new here. Is there anything we can help with? The key is Hantou..."

When the two people said this, they looked up and found that Lao Han was no longer in front of them. He walked straight to the door.

"Hantou, are you busy?" Jiang Xianmin shouted loudly from behind.

Old Han raised his hand and shook it, without saying anything, and walked straight out the door.

"Old Han, what should we do now?" Yang Denghuan asked, rubbing his hands.

"You, Xiao Li, should have come at the right time. Now that you've done everything, what else can you do? Just wait!" When Jiang Xianmin saw Lao Han leaving, the smile on his face also disappeared.

"Oh." Yang Denghuan agreed. Seeing Jiang Xianmin was about to leave, he quickly came over and said, "What are you busy with? I'll come with you."

"Do whatever you want to do. Old Han asked me to take you to the dormitory. I will take you to the dormitory after work. As for other things, Old Han didn't give any instructions. You can do it yourself." Jiang Xianmin said, turning around.

"Then what should I do?" Yang Denghuan asked with some doubt.

"It's up to you whether you want to do it or not." After saying this, Jiang Xianmin turned and left.

It turned out that this person was Jiang Xianmin, and he was in the same room with him.

However, was this arrangement made by Old Han unintentionally, or did someone inform him in advance?

Yang Denghuan doesn’t know at the moment. Everything is unclear now. He can only wait and see step by step!

Yang Denghuan followed Jiang Xianmin around twice, intentionally or unintentionally, to see what tasks he had in the kitchen.

Jiang Xianmin is very busy.

At least the Jiang Xianmin that Yang Denghuan saw was very busy, either shouting this or that.

Maybe because of Jiang Xianmin's tall stature, any task became easy for him. His deep voice and the sound of his footsteps could be heard from time to time in the cafeteria.

Yang Denghuan tried to help from time to time, but Jiang Xianmin always got there before him, leaving Yang Denghuan empty-handed.

The breakfast was basically over and the chefs had almost all left, leaving only the servants to clean up. It didn't take long for the servants to finish the rest of the work.

Old Han hurriedly appeared in the kitchen again, clapped his hands twice, and said loudly: "Everyone listen to me!"

After hearing what Lao Han said, everyone stopped and looked over.

"As usual, you should be on duty when you need to be on duty, and go back to rest when you need to rest. Don't delay lunch!" Old Han didn't waste any words. After he finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Yang Denghuan looked for Jiang Xianmin. Jiang Xianmin should also be looking for him. Seeing Yang Denghuan's eyes, he nodded and said, "That...that..."

"Han Da." Yang Denghuan said quickly.

"Yes, Han Da!" Jiang Xianmin said, "Come back with me."

After hearing this, Yang Denghuan nodded, quickly stood up, holding a large bag in his hand, and looked at Jiang Xianmin.

"The dormitory is right here..."

Before Jiang Xianmin finished speaking, a voice rang out from behind him: "Old Jiang, do you have anything to do today? Please help me take over the shift!"

Yang Denghuan and Jiang Xianmin turned their heads almost at the same time and looked at the person who was speaking.

The man who was speaking was not very tall, and had a small head, but his eyes were very lively, moving around and making him look very shrewd.

"Xiao Lei." Jiang Xianmin turned his head, glanced at the man, and said quickly: "Didn't Lao Han arrange for me to take him back to the dormitory today?"

Jiang Xianmin looked embarrassed as he spoke.

"Anything else?" Xiao Lei asked.

"Ah?" Jiang Xianmin was stunned.

"Let me ask you, besides bringing him to the dormitory, what else is there?" Xiao Lei asked again.

"No more." Jiang Xianmin answered honestly.

"Okay! I'll take him there." Xiao Lei said.

Jiang Xianmin was stunned and seemed to want to refuse, but he didn't know how to refuse.

"It's settled!" Xiao Lei said, and then he turned to Yang Denghuan and said, "What are you still standing there for? Let's go!"

Yang Denghuan was a little embarrassed and looked at Jiang Xianmin. Jiang Xianmin had no choice but to nod. (End of this chapter)