Chapter 3 three

When Mrs. Su moved from the downstairs living room to the upstairs bedroom, she seemed a little drowsy. Two or three minutes ago, she was "noisy" like a healthy person to visit her daughter Xin Jia. Yan Jiexiu's careless words once caused Su Zipei and the others a lot of trouble.At that time, Mrs. Su passed out because of the sudden shock and the strong stimulation, but she regained consciousness after a while, and asked Xin Jia's whereabouts.Her nerves were extremely tense, veins popped up on her forehead, her eyes were wide open, and she shouted loudly: "Don't lie to me, don't lie to me!...Why are you still lying to me? I already knew that Xin Jia was—— "She was short of breath, unable to speak, and tears came to her eyes.

What did Mrs. Su think about Xin Jia?She guessed that Xin Jia had been hit by a stray bullet—or a bomb—by going to the front line to comfort them without telling them.Her conjecture had taken root in her mind since she found out in the morning that Xin Jia hadn't spent the night in Yan's mansion.The reason why she couldn't wait for Su Zipei to come back was to go out alone, that is, to go to some comfort association to find out the real news, but unexpectedly, the news didn't explore the nature and tasks of super-level dictatorship; the relationship between criticism and inheritance; , but she nearly killed herself.

Knowing the reason for Mrs. Su's anxiety, Su Zipei and the others tried their best to deny that Xin Jia had ever been to the front.But I can't tell what Xin Jia has been doing all day.They made up some random stories, and the stories they made up were not very clever, so of course they couldn't fool Mrs. Su.Even Yan Zhongping felt that Zipei and Keming's words were flickering and very suspicious; Yan Zhongping didn't know Xin Jia's "unpleasant incident" yet. After a stalemate for two or three minutes, Chen Keming felt that it would be better to tell her the truth, so he said bluntly, "Sister-in-law, believe it or not, Xin Jia has been arrested. Zipei and I have just returned from visiting her."

Before Chen Keming finished speaking, Mrs. Su's eyes were staring, and the corners of her mouth twitched, as if she wanted to speak but couldn't.Su Zipei complained in his heart that Chen Keming shouldn't give Mrs. Su such a stimulus. Yan Zhongping was also surprised to pull Chen Keming's point of view of historical materialism, and analyzed the roots of modern Chinese history and world history. He wanted to ask him about the details, but Su The wife opened her mouth, and she cried out tremblingly: "Still lying to me! Why was Xin Jia arrested? Who arrested her?...I know she is dead, and even the body can't be found...You guys fabricated that she was—— Arrest, want to tell me to give up..."

"I'm really under arrest," Su Zipei said in a low voice, holding his wife's hand; the tone was so sincere and desolate that it made people cry. "But you still get preferential treatment inside. Otherwise, how can Miss Yan send clothes?" Mrs. Su remained silent, and stared at Su Zipei with her eyes wide open.It seemed that she had believed it, and both Chen Keming and Yan Zhongping breathed a sigh of relief.But Mrs. Su suddenly asked to "visit the prison" immediately.Apparently, she still didn't believe it, especially the so-called "he also received preferential treatment".She didn't say much, and her voice became lower and lower, but she insisted on her request, saying the same sentence over and over again: "I'll go and see right away!" Sometimes she only said two words-"Go!" Su Zipei was helpless.

Chen Keming reckoned that Mrs. Su had become more rational, so he quoted his own experience and the experience of many of his students, repeatedly proving that it was true that he was arrested and received "preferential treatment".He also boldly predicted: Yan Boqian will go to Yibao tomorrow, and Xin Jia will definitely come out. Mrs. Su looked at Chen Keming with half-belief, then at Yan Zhongping, sighed, and stopped talking. She finally stopped insisting on her request.Perhaps Chen Keming had persuaded her, but in fact, after being injured and bleeding, she finally couldn't hold on after being extremely excited.Her greatest need at this time was rest.Su Zipei took this opportunity and moved her upstairs.

However, when she got to the bedroom and lay on the bed, she still couldn't rest in peace.The shrapnel wound on the calf was hurting, and the muscles in half of the leg seemed to be twitching.She closed her eyes, and some horrible visions came one after another.For a while, I saw such a big bomb falling from the sky in the wilderness, and countless people fell to the ground in response, including her daughter Xin Jia, and she herself hugged her injured leg and jumped to save Xin Jia from the dead. Pulled out from the pile; after a while, I saw Xin Jia lying in the dark prison, shattered beyond human appearance, and a wolf dog was still biting her...

She tossed and turned and groaned, chanting two words from time to time—it sounded like "Xin Jia". Seeing this situation, Su Zipei decided that his wife should get a few hours of peaceful sleep first.He left Luo Qiuzhi and Ah Jin to take care of the patients, and went to the infirmary to prepare the injections. At this time, in the living room downstairs, Chen Keming and Yan Zhongping were softly talking about Miss Su's "unpleasant incident" under the soft light.But in just ten minutes, the Yan mansion called twice, urging Zhongping to go back.The second call was made by the Chief Engineer Zhou Weixin himself. This rather tempered "expert" only said three sentences on the phone: "Boqian has a dinner, and I can't wait too long. Come quickly!"

Zhongping guessed that it was up to him to make a decision on matters in the factory, so he promised Chen Keming that he would try his best to help with Miss Su's affairs, so he left in a hurry before he even had time to say goodbye to his master. When he got home, Zhongping went into his study.But Bo Qian was not there. Chief engineer Zhou Weixin stood in front of the leather sofa with a coat in his arms and a hat in his hand, looking at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall; obviously he was very impatient for waiting. "Where's Boqian?" "Going to change clothes," Zhou Weixin said, pointing upstairs with his hand holding his hat; then he threw the coat in his arms on the sofa, and his few words were as fast and swift as the machine he commanded. Accurate, it illustrates the problem that Yan Zhongping is about to solve.

The thing is this: the dismantling work of Guohua Machine Factory has been going on for three days. Thanks to the efforts of Zhou Weixin and other employees, the work of these three days is worth the seven days of others; Zhou Weixin wanted to prepare the means of transportation for moving these parts to the mainland as soon as possible.However, Zhou was in the fire, while others were in the water.Not only is there no clue about the means of transportation, but even all the necessary procedures for starting the machine, such as the special permit for passing the card without inspection at the customs, and the necessary passes for passing through the defense zones of the troops along the way, are not even visible!Cai Yongliang, the general secretary of the factory, went to more than ten relevant agencies that handled these procedures in two days, but A pushed B, B pushed C, C pushed D again, and so on. When we arrived at A, at that time, A said that the order had changed recently, and he didn't care about it at all.

"I heard that Boqian is here today," Zhou Weixin finished his report. "I came to him specifically to find a solution, but he was noncommittal and said he would talk to you before making a decision." Yan Zhongping nodded.The two casually talked a few more words about the dismantling of the factory, and Yan Boqian also came in.The "big hearted and fat" officer Jian Ren calmly lit a cigar, raised his face and puffed out a puff of smoke, and then said: "Engineer Zhou can't wait to find a good means of transportation and go through all the formalities for shipment. Why is there such a rush! Engineer Zhou is: only knows one thing, but doesn't know the other..." The cigar was in the corner of his mouth again. Both Yan Zhongping and Zhou Weixin looked at the official Jian Ren, waiting for him to continue, but Yan Boqian, with his hands behind his back and his big belly sticking out, was looking at a painting of Qiu Shizhou's beautiful women on the mantelpiece. Reaching out to take down the cigar, he took the puff belt and said: "Hey, Zhongping, this shaft Qiu Shizhou, it seems that it is fake after all." This sentence "unpopular" is really ridiculous.Zhou Weixin had already been aroused a lot of disgust by the official "Engineer Zhou" twice in succession, so he couldn't help but sneered at this moment.Even Zhong Ping, who knew Naixiong well as a human being, felt that such a "free time" was too much.He coughed lightly at first, obviously intending to remind Boqian, and then asked: "So, in your opinion, what should we do?" "What should I do? Transfer it out as soon as possible!" Boqian took a step while talking, but then he realized something, smiled lightly, and said, "Oh! Is that what you asked? Oh——" He said Zhongping and Zhou Weixin stood still in front of them, raised their long eyebrows on their chubby faces, and said in a drawn-out tone: "The most urgent thing right now is to find a house in a safe place." "Look for a house first?" Zhong Ping casually said, but then glanced at Zhou Weixin, as if to say, "So that's what happened." "That's not right! The factory is in Nanshi, and enemy planes go to bomb it every day. Nanshi is not safe, so the factory has to be moved; The good thing is that it can be converted into a factory building, and work can be started when necessary in the future.” "This is not a problem that can be solved today," Zhou Weixin said. "In the factory relocation process, this is the third step. Now we don't even have a plan for the second step. We have to solve the second step first." "Of course the third step has to be planned in advance," Yan Zhongping felt that Zhou Weixin's tone was too sharp, so he came to ease it. "Looking for a factory site and a house, I have entrusted my sister Shufen. My brother-in-law has a factory in Hankou, and I know everyone well. I also entrusted Luo Renfu, the general manager of Dahua. He went to Hankou five days ago. Tianzhixin's brother-in-law There was a telegram that said: There is a way for everything, and it will be decided soon." "What? Hankou?" Boqian wrinkled his thin nose on his fat face and clapped his hands. "Zhongping, I'm not talking about Hankou! Going to Hankou to prepare the factory site can be said to be pedantic and ignorant of current affairs." "So, how about Chongqing?" Zhou Weixin seemed to have a little patience, and he put the hat in his hand on the back of the sofa. "Of course it's not Chongqing!" Now Yan Boqian expressed his impatience. "It's in the two concessions of Shanghai." He repeated vigorously: "the safe zone of the two concessions." Zhou Weixin frowned, and took the hat in his hand again. Now both Zhongping and Zhou Weixin have figured out what Yan Boqian meant.Yan Boqian's proposition is not "novel".Three or four days ago, the "Shanghai Factory Joint Relocation Committee" decided on the specific method of relocating the factories to the mainland. At that time, everyone had no objection, but later people said that some manufacturers who were waiting to see came up with a "plan and plan" "Countermeasures: first receive subsidies from the government, move their machines, raw materials, and even finished and semi-finished products in the dangerous areas of Nanshi, Zhabei, and Yangshupu to the two concessions, find a house to store them, and then "see the fashion" Boat".At that time, Yan Zhongping and other industrial progressives also criticized this intention, arguing that it undermined the government's "industrial mobilization plan". "That's inappropriate," Zhongping said, "I can't use today's me against yesterday's me." "What today was yesterday?" Boqian glanced at Zhongping, and retorted coldly, "We have to look at tomorrow. We also have to assess the facts. Ah, Engineer Zhou, can the disassembly work be completed as scheduled?" "This, I am sure, I am responsible!" "Yes, you are responsible, you are sure." Yan Boqian smiled faintly again, took a step, raised his fat face, and asked again: "However, Engineer Zhou, are you sure that you will be able to do so within the time limit you set? In the past, the waterway of Suzhou Creek would not be obstructed?" Zhou Weixin's patience was almost at its peak, especially Yan Boqian's bureaucratic attitude hurt his self-esteem, and he also replied arrogantly: "If the Suzhou Creek is blocked, then change the route." "Oh, change the route!" Yan Boqian pondered for a while, and his attitude became more polite. "However, there will never be enough means of transportation. No one can guarantee when they will be available. If the means of transportation are not ready yet, and the second route is cut off, what will we do then?" "So we can't waste time." Zhou Weixin answered with restraint. "In any case, the means of transportation must be found as soon as possible. Now that the means of transportation are under the control of the government, the government has to be responsible." Yan Boqian shook his head disapprovingly, but remained silent. "But," Zhong Ping asked suddenly, "how long can the war in Shanghai last?" "However, there is a news in the diplomacy—" He closed his eyes confidentially, "Maybe it will take a sudden turn, and there will be an astonishing change. At that time, there will be another village, and some of today's plans will naturally become obsolete." "Is it true that Britain, the United States and France are going to jointly take tough measures?" Zhong Ping hurriedly asked. Bo Qian smiled without answering, took a step, looked at the cigar in his hand, struck a match and lit it, slowly exhaled a puff of green smoke, and then buried his fat buttocks in the fireplace in front of the fireplace. On the sofa, there was a discussion with three eyes: "Anti-Japanese War, Anti-Japanese War, everyone will shout, but shouting is shouting, but we don't think about such a big event, and we have so many thoughts. We only want to shout for joy, but foreigners sweat for us. Modern warfare is a three-dimensional war. War is a competition for industry and technology; what do we have to compete with others?..." He took a puff of cigar, shook his fat head, and changed his tone, "However, since it is opened, the only thing to do is to ride a tiger! However, If you know your enemy and your friend, you should also understand that brute force is never the solution. In a word, the military can help the poor diplomacy, but the sound of cannons and bombs can’t cover diplomacy. Smuggle into old warehouses and open a bottle of fresh East Asian brewed champagne!" These subtle words were difficult for Zhou Weixin's "engineering" thinking, but Yan Zhongping nodded frequently, obviously understanding the mystery to some extent. "Just talk nonsense, I can't accompany you." Zhou Weixin thought in his stomach, picked up his coat and put it on his arms again. However, Yan Boqian turned the conversation back to this topic: "So, Zhongping, the relocation of the factory is the same. We are happy to shout, but foreigners are also sweating for us. The road is thousands of miles away, and enemy planes are bombing everywhere. How can we keep safe along the way?" Zhong Ping was silent, but nodded. "Even if it is lucky enough to be transported, it is a factory, so you can't just plug it there. Are water and land transportation, raw material supply, convenient? Is the power enough? Which one must be considered first?" Zhongping nodded again and again, and took a look at Zhou Weixin. "Furthermore, modern warfare consumes so much that China's industrial production is enough to fight for a few days? Let me tell you the truth, this war cannot be fought without foreign aid. However, with foreign aid, our fragmented industry is really Not worth laughing at!" Zhongping sighed, but still nodded. "If you can't fight anymore, what will you do if you stranded your factory on the rugged Shu road? If you have foreign aid, then no one in your factory will come to learn from you." Zhongping was silent, touched his chin with his hand, and sighed softly again. Zhou Weixin couldn't bear it anymore, stood up suddenly and said loudly: "Then, isn't it a mistake for the government to explicitly order the relocation of industries?" "The government has its own overall plan for the relocation of industries. But we are discussing the facts, and the two cannot be confused. If it is an industry that is really needed for national defense, then the government has spent subsidies, and we have risked our efforts. There are two sides to account for. If Otherwise, it would be better to save a little public money for the national treasury, and if we respond accordingly, wouldn’t we still have both public and private interests?” "Well, both public and private,..." Zhong Ping nodded, and glanced at Zhou Weixin again. "Come on, come on," Zhou Weixin laughed suddenly, but his face was ugly. "Then, from today on, let's put the dismantling work on hold? It's no fun for the workers to risk their work under the bombing!" Zhong Ping pondered before answering, but Bo Qian smiled coldly and said: "The disassembly work has to continue. The machine is preserved first, and then the camera can be used to respond." "If you don't plan to move to the interior, why bother..." "Whether to move or not depends on the situation at that time," Zhong Ping rushed to explain, "it can't be decided right now! Maybe the roads were cut off at that time, maybe the transportation was still a problem, maybe the overall situation has changed. For the new Brother, you will be responsible for dismantling it, and we will discuss what will happen in the future." Zhou Weixin opened his eyes wide and looked at Zhongping and Boqian for a while, then nodded, said "OK", and strode away. Zhongping sent Zhou Weixin to the corridor outside the study as usual, then turned around and came back.Bo Qian walked around the mahogany square table in the middle of the study, and suddenly smiled and said: "Zhou Weixin, thank you for being patient until now. He doesn't obey his orders." Zhongping also smiled wryly, but asked: "What do you mean by smuggling into Chencang?" "It happened for a reason, but it hasn't reached the stage of clarity." Bo Qian replied with a smile, still pacing. "Did the Three Kingdoms come forward to mediate?" "This is also one of the ends. In this regard, there are many people who win over the instigators." "One of them?" Zhongping was a little surprised. "Is there more than one end?" "Of course there is!" Boqian stood still, his eyes narrowed mysteriously, and his voice lowered. "While fighting, there is still communication." "Oh!" Zhong Ping couldn't help but yelled, with an unnatural expression on his face. Bo Qian didn't change his face, and said slowly: "Of course there are direct ones, but it's worth noting that there are not direct ones, but indirect ones besides direct ones." "Anyone hooking up? Who is that?" Bo Qian smiled but did not answer. "Is it about 'Eggamon'①?" -------- ① "Eggplant" Shanghai Tubai, refers to the Germans, the transliteration of English German. ——Author's original note. "That's what I said." Boqian was still evasive, took another step, and suddenly raised his voice, "So, you are clamoring to move the factory and relocate the factory, and if you see the facts, you are a little hasty." Zhongping nodded.The two brothers walked around the mahogany square table.There was a long silence.Then Zhongping said to himself: "Zhou Weixin has a stubborn temper, but he is experienced, capable, honest, hardworking, and responsible." "Although he has experience, ability, honesty, hard work, and responsibility, his disobedience is always the biggest shortcoming!" After Bo Qian made his conclusion, he looked up at the big antique clock on the wall, and suddenly remembered that he still had a dinner, and the time had already come.He walked to the mantelpiece, sat down on the sofa, reached out and pressed the electric bell, and was about to call the errand's spare car, when Mrs. Zhongping came in quietly.This lady, in terms of age, is approaching middle age, and in terms of appearance and temperament, she is still young. She has never seen her before and heard her first, but now she hides quietly, and her brows are slightly frowned, as if she is a little bit annoyed Angry, but also somewhat worried, she ran to Zhongping with small steps.After saying a few words in a low voice, Zhongping's face suddenly changed. "It's unreasonable!" Zhong Ping turned to Bo Qian and said, "Jiexiu went to visit Su Zipei's miss and sent her clothes, but they detained her." "What? Who detained Jiexiu? What happened to Su Zipei's daughter?" Bo Qian stood up after speaking. "Ms. Su was yesterday afternoon," Mrs. Zhongping replied, "I was taken there to give a speech at the wounded soldier's hospital. This afternoon, Brother Ji Zhen was still inquiring everywhere, but he never found out about Miss Su's whereabouts. I don't know how Jiexiu After inquiring, I will send things alone." Zhongping angrily walked to his pure steel writing desk, and picked up the phone, but just as he put his other hand on the keyboard, he suddenly retracted and put down the phone with a slap. Turning around, he pulled Boqian and said, "Let's go there right away and make sure they come out!" "Why are you in such a hurry?" Bo Qian calmly, with no expression on his fat face, persuaded Zhong Ping, and at the same time told the servant Gao Fu who was standing outside the study door waiting for orders to prepare the car. Smiling but not smiling, he said to Mrs. Zhongping: "Jiexiu is too nosy. But don't worry. There will probably be people from the party department during the dinner tonight. If you understand the situation, you won't There is no way." More than ten minutes later, Yan Boqian was surrounded by a group of noble people amidst the laughter of "today's weather——haha". In this group, there are all kinds of party, government, military, comprador, financial, industrial, and "celebrity" .Before taking the seat, Yan Boqian had to whisper to each other with the party, government and military; but perhaps because of the inconvenience of the crowd, Yan Boqian didn't mention a word about the cleanliness.But after entering the table, when drinking and drinking, Yan Boqian expressed his opinions twice when he talked about social trifles and national affairs.One time, it discussed the necessity of a unified "leadership" for mass movements, and it came down to "Shanghai is the place where the people's spirit is the most vigorous, but the composition of the mass organizations is also the most complex, so unified leadership should be strengthened."Once again, he sadly called on people in the industry to sacrifice themselves and support the government's "Industrial Mobilization Plan." He unceremoniously accused those manufacturers who were waiting to see and "followed the plan" to undermine the government's national industrial policy of "relocation and reconstruction" , thus destroying the great cause of the War of Resistance, and the crime should be the same as that of traitors. His impassioned remarks, combined with his dignified appearance, did win several applause.Then came a toast, the host and guest had a good time, and retreated gracefully.