dkrc Chapter 66 Xu Hongchuan's Worries
Chapter 66 Xu Hongchuan's Worries
"Station manager, the stockings have been retrieved."
A second lieutenant in an American military uniform walked in and respectfully placed ten pairs of stockings on the desk.
"Hmm, not bad~!" Xu Hongchuan picked up a pair of stockings, a satisfied smile on his face.
As the head of the Shanghai station of the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, buying a few pairs of stockings was extremely easy.
When the previous batch of two thousand pairs of stockings circulated among the upper class, his concubine bought a pair from a friend.
When worn, they were found to be more comfortable than thicker nylon stockings in terms of both breathability and leg contour.
To her even greater surprise, the master became energetic after seeing her wearing the newly bought stockings, without even drinking any goji berry tea.
The master stayed at her place for those few days.
It's a pity it was torn and can't be repaired.
She asked her friends again, wanting to buy a few more pairs.
Unfortunately, his friend didn't have any extra stock, and the three wealthy merchants also had no stock on hand, so they had no choice but to give up.
Without the stockings, the master has been visiting her room less often these past few days.
As a result, yesterday's newspaper reported that the three major department stores had received the goods and would start selling them in limited quantities today. I immediately asked my husband to use his connections to get some.
As for limited-edition sales, that's for ordinary people at the bottom of society.
For the powerful head of the secret service station, it was just a matter of a single sentence.
When Xu Hongchuan heard from his concubine that a batch of stockings had arrived at the department store, he immediately ordered his adjutant to fetch ten pairs without even urging him to do so.
With just one phone call, the three wealthy businessmen took the initiative to send people over.
There are black ones, white ones, flesh-colored ones, and red ones; they look really fun.
Ten pairs of stockings should keep me busy for a while.
"They even have plastic bag packaging; looks like Americans are behind this!"
Xu Hongchuan took out a pair of stockings, touched them, and then placed them on the table. Looking at the plastic bag in his hand, he sighed.
Although Shanghai currently has the capacity to produce plastic products, the scale is very small, and it can only produce some daily necessities such as plastic combs, which are very expensive.
Such a thin and light plastic bag is definitely not something that local Shanghai companies can make in terms of craftsmanship.
Currently, the only country that could potentially produce such thin, transparent plastic bags is the West.
Xu Hongchuan squinted and muttered to himself, "I remember the Americans' technology wasn't this advanced yet. Could it be another breakthrough?"
Only in this way can we explain why there are plastic bags made of such transparent material.
The higher one's position, the more concerns and worries one has.
The top spy immediately suspected that there might be connections with the Americans behind this.
He still had a question in his mind: why were Americans unwilling to stand in front of the camera and sell directly?
Is there some kind of agreement with the higher-ups?
In fact, Chen Huai'an had already thought things through thoroughly when he delivered this batch of goods.
As long as there is no date on the packaging, no matter how hard they rack their brains, they would never imagine that it would seem to come from the future, 76 years from now.
Chen Huai'an also put himself in someone else's shoes. If someone suddenly took out a piece of the most advanced Western chip, wouldn't he think it might be something from the future?
After thinking about it all night, I came to the conclusion that it was impossible.
After all, there is no understanding that transcends time; it's just that outsiders currently have more advanced knowledge.
It would be absurd to automatically associate this with the future.
Anyone who has this kind of thinking should definitely be noted down so that I can sell them health products when I get old.
Moreover, information was scarce during the Republic of China era, and people were completely ignorant about the future world and time travel.
Even if someone claimed to be from the future, I doubt they would believe it, let alone a baseless fantasy without any prior indication.
Currently, there are nylon stockings on the market, as well as imported plastic products.
Isn't it normal for technological breakthroughs to make these things more sophisticated?
If you could make wild connections to the future based on that, you'd be insane!
Xu Hongchuan put down the plastic bag and pondered, "Secretary Yang, who do you think is behind this Du Hengtai who suddenly appeared?"
Suddenly a merchant appeared, bringing with him goods that were currently in high demand in the market.
It's hard for someone like that not to attract the attention of the Bureau of Secrecy!
Ordinary people don't pay attention to this suddenly appearing Manager Du, but these powerful and high-ranking officials dare not turn a blind eye.
If you don't figure out his identity, you might offend the people behind him and get into big trouble.
If you can befriend him, you might even be able to build connections with the people behind him.
Especially given the current difficult situation, many high-ranking officials have already quietly withdrawn to Guangzhou.
They even publicly designated Guangzhou as the "temporary capital," clearly indicating their intention to abandon Nanjing.
The position of head of the Shanghai station of the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics is now a hot potato.
Xu Hongchuan has not yet received orders from his superiors to evacuate, and he is so worried that he can't sleep at night.
They were worried that the army would retreat, so they ordered him to stay behind and continue to infiltrate and sabotage.
By that time, Shanghai had gone from being the home ground to being behind enemy lines, and he, the once-powerful stationmaster, could only hide in anonymity, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.
While others were unaware, he, as the station manager, possessed far more information.
With the conclusion of the three major campaigns, the main forces had been completely annihilated, and uprisings of troops in various regions continued.
With the defeat of the Nationalist army inevitable, high-ranking officials were hastily evacuating and transferring their assets to the island.
Everyone knew that this retreat was different from the one during the War of Resistance against Japan.
When our territory was occupied by Japanese invaders, the people of the whole country united as one and were able to drive out the invaders.
However, now the liberated areas have the support of the people and have gained their active support.
The Nationalist government lost the support of the people and was forced to relocate to a small island after losing its main force.
The so-called counterattack is nothing but self-deception, a lie used to stabilize morale and fool these people into continuing to fight for their lives.
What Xu Hongchuan wants most right now is to get a plane ticket to Guangzhou.
Therefore, they naturally paid extra attention to this person from the south.
Secretary Yang thought for a moment and respectfully reported: "Station Chief, we have investigated the identity of Du Hengtai. His background is very complicated."
The real backers behind you may not be just one family, but several.
Analysis even suggests that there may be Americans involved.
To confirm this further, we need to send someone to Guangzhou to verify it.
However, the situation is currently chaotic, and sending someone to Guangzhou is not an easy task.
Moreover, in order to avoid misunderstandings from those behind the scenes, the investigation had to be conducted discreetly.
"But don't worry, station manager, we'll definitely have a definite answer within three months to six months!"
Three months is the fastest possible time.
After all, you can't just go and ask the Kong family and the Song family if they are the real people in charge behind Du Hengtai, can you?
That's tantamount to courting death.
"Sigh~!" Xu Hongchuan sighed, knowing he could only take things one step at a time.
Knock knock knock~!
There was a knock on the office door, and a sharp-eyed middle-aged man walked in through the open door.
"Station Master!"