Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Pitt clearly has a great admiration for the Sixth Division, and this admiration extends to the agents who serve in the Sixth Division.

After mysteriously telling Li Le the code name and identity of the visitor, Peter said with a look of nostalgia and regret in his eyes: "Two years ago, I had a great opportunity in front of me, but unfortunately I didn't cherish it... I could have become a member of the Sixth Bureau, but I missed it. If I were given another chance, I would never let it go..."

After saying a long paragraph of dialogue-like words, Pete felt a little relieved. He seemed to regard Li Le as the audience to whom he was telling his story.

Unfortunately, Li Le had no idea about the Sixth Office.

Peter was unhappy when he saw that Li Le did not respond: "Li, you should be in awe of the agents of the Sixth Bureau."

"Well... Actually, I don't know much about the Sixth Bureau, and I have never seen an agent." Li Le imitated Pete's style and shrugged.

"No, you don't need to understand, you just need to be in awe." Pete looked at his watch again and unfolded the paper in his hand.

I'm in awe of you, damn it.

I don’t even know who he is, and you want me to be in awe of him?

fart!

Li Le is still proud in his bones. Although he doesn't say it, he doesn't have the slightest bit of the awe that Pete talked about.

The plane arrived and the guests came out one by one. Pete held the paper high and looked around, as if trying to find Mr. Hard written on the paper in the crowd.

There were many people like Pete who came to pick up passengers at the airport, but each of them holding a piece of paper eventually picked up the person they wanted to pick up and left. Only Pete was like a fool, holding the paper until the end, when no one came out of the exit and still no one came to find him.

"Commander, have we made a mistake?" Li Le and others were getting a little annoyed.

"What's wrong?" Pete still held up the paper firmly, "Time or flight? No, that's the information given by Mr. Mason. I can't change it."

"Then...why can't I pick up the person?" Li Le asked.

In fact, what Li Le wanted to ask most was, why the hell did you ask me to come here to pick someone up?

He felt that he was at best a spokesperson used by Mason to consolidate the car business and had nothing to do with this agent.

wrong......

Li Le suddenly thought of himself, Mason, the car business, the agent... Zeng Wangcai?

While Li Le was thinking about the relationship between them, a foreigner pulling a square suitcase slowly walked behind him and Pete.

This foreigner had the distinct features of a native of Pitt: fair skin, young age, a shaved chin, deep eye sockets and a hooked nose.

"Hello, gentlemen!" The foreigner smiled and called out to Peter and Li Le who hadn't noticed him. "I think you are waiting for me, but I don't remember asking you to pick me up at the airport."

"Mr. Hard?" Pete turned around in surprise.

"Yes, it's me!" Hard nodded very gentlemanly, "I'm Hard, James Hard..."

At the entrance of the airport, at the main gate, there was an Aston Martin sports car parked.

In the driver's seat of the convertible, a young lady with fair skin, stunning looks, blonde hair, and golden pupils was tapping the steering wheel rhythmically.

Parking is not allowed here, but no one from the airport intervened, so it was clear that this woman and her car were very privileged.

After a while, Hader came out accompanied by Pete and Li Le, and the young lady got out of the car.

"Gentlemen, this is the person who is here to pick me up." Hard gently put the suitcase on the Aston Martin sports car and said with a smile, "I already know why you are here. I will arrive on time."

"It's a great honor. Our car..." Pete glanced at Hard's car and changed the subject very simply, "Then we will wait for Mr. Hard to come."

Hard nodded and got in the car, and the young woman drove away from the airport with a growl from the Aston.

The sports car was not going very fast, and the wind blew the young lady's blonde hair into flight.

Hader stretched his arms on the co-pilot seat and said with a smile: "Ms. Ed, I don't understand why you got involved in this matter. From what I understand, although your relationship with them is tense, it is not to the point of hostility."

"Mr. Hard, there's no need to test me!" the young lady said softly, "Your goal is the same as mine, to find the truth about automotive technology and Zeng Wangcai."

"Ms. Ed. Venna, I really like your honesty!" Hader smiled again, "I can tell you a little bit of our intelligence first. In fact, in this matter, Zeng Wangcai is just a puppet. He is not important.

"Intelligence shows that Zeng Wangcai is very mysterious, but in fact this is all a superficial illusion. Zeng Wangcai? Haha, no, it's actually Han Qiaosheng..."

......

Zhujia Village, ancestral hall.

This is where the ancestors of Zhujia Village receive offerings from their descendants. It is also where the main core members of Zhujia Village hold meetings when major events occur.

There was no other place that could be used as a meeting room, so Zhu Laojiu had to bother his ancestors.

It was freezing cold, and a pile of firewood was burning in the courtyard. The firewood could provide heat for people and could also be used to boil water.

The leader of the production team in Zhujia Village took out a few frosted sweet potatoes from his pocket and put them next to the campfire. They would be just enough to fill their stomachs after being roasted.

Five sweet potatoes, facing five people at the scene.

In addition to Zhu Laojiu, there were three production team leaders and the director of the village Women's Federation. These five people almost made up the majority of the core backbone of Zhujia Village. There were a few others that Zhu Laojiu did not allow to come.

In Zhujia Village, Zhu Laojiu is absolutely a man whose words are law, even more obvious than Zeng Laosan in Zengzhuang.

blah blah blah!

Zhu Laojiu took a puff of his cigarette, blew out smoke rings and said, "I called you here today because I have something important to tell you. I went to the commune to inquire before and heard that two senior leaders would go to Zengzhuang for dinner. When they came back, they ran into Zeng Wangcai from Zengzhuang. Wow, they were driving three cars, all of which were Wuling vans that were only available in the old city..."

"Uncle, what does his treating have to do with us?" The captain of Team Three listened to the village chief holding a meeting about this matter. This somewhat silly guy was obviously not happy.

"Just shut up and listen!" Zhu Laojiu glared at the third captain and said to the other two captains, "Listen, the two of you. I heard that Zengzhuang will plant new crops after the spring. We can't fall behind in this matter. It will be the same as last time. After Zengzhuang has eaten and drunk enough, we in Zhujia Village will get a little soup to drink."

When talking about this, everyone present immediately recalled those days, which were extremely miserable.

Zengzhuang, the arch-enemy, turned the tide in one summer harvest, and the whole village was able to have enough food.

"Village head, just tell us what to do," said the team leader as they warmed themselves by the fire. "We'll do whatever you say."

"If you ask me, we should invite the guests invited by Zeng Laosan to our village..."