The next afternoon, Yanzhi, who was dressed in civilian attire, had no chauffeur or car. She was wearing big sunglasses as she approached the entrance of the National Salvation Association with her head lowered.
In the president's office, Wan Zhichao carefully looked at the young and beautiful girl, who even amazed the leader of his Special Task Force.
"You are Zhao Yanzhi?"
"You are Wan Zhichao?"
When Old Wan heard this, he was struck by lightning. This girl was too special. She was actually not afraid of him and even dared to joke like this.
"Haha, okay, thank you. Thank you for helping us decipher the Japanese army's matrix encryption code.”
"You're welcome. It's nothing."
Old Wan considered her family's illustrious background and her father's great help to the Chinese army. Once Shanghai fell, her and her father's importance to the country was incomparable, so they defined the identity of a spy.
"Yanzhi, Song Mian is already on the surface. I think you're in the dark."
"Understood, no problem."
" Yanzhi," Lao Wan said firmly," with your ability, you will definitely do a lot for the country and the war."”
"Right, you can crack the matrix code and hear the content of the telegram. Even though he was talented, he must have had some expert to guide him!”
"Can you tell me who your instructor is?”
She smiled and looked at Song Mian on the sofa. She asked curiously,"Then, Team Leader Song is so skilled. Who is the instructor?”
"This, this."
Old Wan was instantly speechless. He understood the rules of the industry. The instructor couldn't casually ask about it. Song Mian's instructor couldn't say it, and neither could Yanzhi's instructor.
Yanzhi successfully became a special agent of the Shanghai National Salvation Association and was part of Song Mian's special operations team. However, she did not have to participate in the open gunfight and was more involved in technical work.
"Xiao Song, send Yanzhi home!"
Yanzhi smiled politely at Wan Zhichao and got into the car with Song Mian. They also went around the city to make sure that no one was following them before they went to the Zhao Mansion.
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After returning home, Yanzhi did not see the general manager at home. The general manager had gone to work. At six in the afternoon, the general manager still did not return home. At eight in the evening, he did not return home either.
The smart Yanzhi knew where he was.
"Hmph, damn caesium wolf."
Paramount was a paradise for men and the most dazzling place for women.
Seven or eight of them were wearing the sexiest dance costumes of that time, red stockings and red high heels. They were dancing to perfectly show off their figures.
A beautiful woman with red lips and wearing a purple cheongsam with a high slit was singing. The microphone stood upright, her beautiful buttocks swayed slightly, and her long legs were faintly discernible.
She was Li Xianglan, one of the four young actresses of the current era. Her beauty did not lose to Lin Weiyin or Zhou Xuan. However, other than her identity as a singer, she had another identity that no one knew about.
The south wind blows cool ~
The nightingale's song
The flowers under the moon ~ all fall into dreams ~
Only that ~ Ye Lai Xiang
A song of Evening Primrose brought the men and women present to heaven, away from the popular assassination and the turbulent undercurrents of Shanghai Beach.
After the song, applause rang out.
Li Xianglan was beautiful and had a sweet voice. Her every frown and smile was mesmerizing.
"Thank you, thank you, everyone."
"Here, I would like to solemnly thank a distinguished guest tonight. He is a noble person in my life.”
"If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be where I am today.”
The audience and the men and women on the dance floor were discussing.
"Who is it?"
"Who is it?"
"Record producer or director?”
Lee Xianglan looked at the VIP card seat and saw a handsome man in a striped suit smoking a cigar.
"Thank you to my benefactor, the general manager of Shanghai Jinxin Bank, Mr. Ye Yuhao.”
When everyone heard this, they were shocked. Many of them were rich people in the business world and had seen Ye Yuhao at his inauguration speech during the day.
"Oh! So it's President Ye."
"Young and promising!"
"Envy, jealousy, hate, sigh ~ Comparing people is infuriating.”
With the support of a dancer, Lee Xianglan walked down the stairs. Everywhere she went, everyone turned their heads. The fragrance on her body was like the evening primrose, refreshing one's heart.
She walked to the booth and bowed slightly to Ye Yuhao, who was sitting with his legs crossed. She stretched out her hand and let President Ye see her cleavage.
"Can I ask Mr. Ye to dance?”
"Of course." Ye Yuhao smiled.”
The people on the dance floor consciously moved aside. With the lights on, the dance music was played.
The ballroom dance was accompanied by the feeling of the national standard. The men were envious and jealous.
"He's handsome, rich, has a high social status, and can dance well.”
The ladies were envious and jealous.
" Sigh, if only I could hook up with the CEO of the biggest bank. He's young, rich, tall, and handsome!"
Li Xianglan put her hand on Ye Yuhao's shoulder and tapped his shoulder rhythmically with her red nail polish thumb.
“3321.0、2214.2、2251.3......”
The meaning was: " Your intelligence is very timely. The imperial army is prepared to give up on entering the Jinsha River and land. They are preparing to land at the Jinshan Guard in Hangzhou Bay. Please pay close attention to the movements of the Golden Mountain Guards.”
Ye Yuhao smiled and thought,""That's right, the pressure on the left wing of Lieutenant General Zhang Zhi's army will be lighter.”
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