Chapter 15: The Romance of Sui and Tang

  Since the list has reached the machine room, the only breakthrough is there. After Dong Zhiyu returned, he was thinking about this matter for a whole night. How can we see this list and make demands without being conspicuous? If something happens in the future, it will not be suspected.

  The next day, at the unit, Dong Zhiyu was paying attention to the movements in the department. Logically speaking, since the list had arrived, the American antique dealers mentioned by Fu Qiu might also be arriving soon. Fu had also said that the Ministry of Foreign Affairs would likely be involved to some extent, and if nothing else, a translator would be needed at least.

  Ke Li's real translators were only two people, one was Dong Zhiyu and the other was Wu Naijun. This person is a few years older than Dong Zhiyu and has some experience in foreign affairs. It is said that he had been to London for a year, so he also looked down on his colleagues who had never been abroad. Dong Zhiyu estimated that such an important and confidential matter would be translated by Wu Naijun with the greatest chance.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, early that morning, Wu Naijun was summoned to the office by the department head and didn't come out until nearly an hour later. At that time, the puppet government hadn't yet established formal diplomatic relations with any country, and most of the countries they were dealing with spoke obscure languages or European languages, so the English department wasn't actually very busy. This kind of solemn and mysterious atmosphere was rarely seen.

  "Wu Jie, what's going on?" Secretary Xiao Lü hastily began inquiring.

  "Work is work, there's good and bad. Thought for a moment and said: "Ah, Xiao Lü, help me check with the General Affairs Department which two cars in the department can be used this Saturday, new ones."

  Dong Zhiyu's heart was hanging in suspense.

  "Alright, I'll go ask for you. Is there anything else required besides Xin Dian?"

  "Hmm...it's quite strange, everything inside and out is spotless, just like they're waiting for guests."

  It's almost eight or nine out of ten, Dong Zhiyu thought in his heart, and an idea flashed through his mind.

  On the other side, at the Dingjia Bridge Military and Political Department, Ye Mingtian handed a stack of red-headed files to Huaijin's hands. Huaijin scanned them briefly and frowned, putting them aside. The contents of these files were a major plan that had been discussed recently between the Hui Guo Military Department and Wang Zhaoming. They planned to start from Jiangnan and gradually move northwards, using military, political, economic, ideological, and cultural means to eliminate the Red Gang Party and the Jiang-style Xuanwu Party forces, thoroughly sweeping the entire occupied area clean. The plan was not yet mature and was still in the research stage. She had already participated in many discussions related to this matter, big or small. Once implemented, it would be difficult for the puppet army not to use her as a commander. How could she avoid revealing any weaknesses to Hui's side while fully utilizing this opportunity to expand the orthodox Xuanwu Army's power? It was indeed a challenge. As for the Red Gang Party, since they were also anti-Hui, Huaijin thought that they should be protected.

  Ye Ming Tian had originally planned to use the excuse of delivering files to chat with Huai Jin, but now he was in a state of infatuation, unsure if it was one-sided or mutual. He urgently needed someone to ask for opinions, even if they didn't have any, just so he could unburden himself. Men and women are similar when they first fall in love. At the moment, Huai Jin was the best person to talk to. Subjectively speaking, she was his teacher, around the same age as him, and it wasn't inappropriate to consider her like an older sister. Objectively speaking, only she knew the ins and outs of this matter, and had contact with the person he loved, so maybe she could offer some advice. Although Ye Ming Tian also knew that Huai Jin didn't like to talk much and understood her personality of not liking to get involved in other people's business, this was also a good thing - he didn't have to worry about Huai Jin spreading his secrets far and wide.

  She took the file and frowned, seemingly not very pleased. Ye Ming Tian hesitated again, as if it was not quite appropriate to bring up this matter at this time. After stalling for a moment, just as he was about to seize another opportunity, Hua Jin noticed his hesitation and asked: "What's going on? Just say it."

  Ye Ming's face turned red, and he said in a low voice: "In front of Master Cui, students have always been unable to hide anything."

  Hua Jin slightly raised an eyebrow, sensing that this conversation was related to Dong Zhiyu.

  "Carrying a scheme..." He really said it, but then hesitated and asked, "What do you think of Dong's translation?"

  Huaijin thought this question was quite interesting, on the one hand, some "conspiracy" came true with a sense of satisfaction, on the other hand, she felt that this was an even more interesting topic, how would she approach it?

  "What about Dong's translation?" She sat up straight and said, "Oh, hers is fine, she doesn't take credit for others' work."

  "Ah, ah," Ye Ming nodded in agreement, pondered for a moment, "What about other aspects, then?"

  "In other aspects......" Huai Jin thought seriously, "Not bad, it is said that her English level is very good, and she is on par with the strong hand of the translation department, Wu Nai Ju."

  "Oh..." Ye Ming felt a pang of bitterness in his heart, gritted his teeth and suddenly asked, "I also think she's an excellent girl, what does she think of me?"

  "Ah~" Huai Jin suddenly had an epiphany, her eyes instantly filled with a layer of unspeakable ambiguity. "I think she's a bit tense in front of you, you... " She smiled lightly again, "need to take the initiative."

  Ye Ming Tian suddenly felt that the speculation in his heart had become a reality, his heart racing wildly as if it was about to fly out of his chest. Even Huai Jin could see it, and there was no doubt that the other person had intentions towards him!

  Just then, someone knocked on the door. Ye Mingtian bid farewell and was about to leave when the confidential secretary came in, "Hua Canmou, Captain Ye, just now Dong Zhiyu from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs came by and asked me to deliver these two books to you both. He said that Captain Ye is interested in them, and also brought one for Hua Canmou, saying that you might be interested in taking a look." As he spoke, he handed over the two books, one slightly worn out to Ye Mingtian, and the brand new one to Hua Jin.

  Ye Ming saw it and found it was the "Romance of Sui and Tang" written by Qiu Hu, which they had mentioned during dinner last time when discussing the history of Sui and Tang. At that time, he said he wanted to read this book very much. Suddenly his heart felt more joyful, and then he asked: "Where is Dong Fang now?"

  "The moment you have something on your mind, you're off in a hurry," replied the confidential secretary.

  "Let's part ways here." Ye Ming Tian hurriedly wanted to chase after her.

  "This can't escape Yuexin's eyes, 'Thank her for me.'"

  Deng Ye Ming Tian ran out like the wind, and the confidential secretary also withdrew. Huai Jin opened the book and saw a line of pencil writing on the title page: Tonight at 8 o'clock, Night Golden Mausoleum.

  The fun of teasing just now is all gone, angry, extremely angry, she thinks it's her turn to be dormant, Dong Zhiyu.

  The author has something to say: Coming to the hometown of my favorite female writer, living on the street where her former residence is located, it is said that she once sat in front of the window of that house and wrote my favorite book. Now there is also a window in front of my writing desk, feeling very satisfied.

  Want to write another chapter, want to reply to everyone's comments one by one, but it's already 1 am in the deep night, and I have to get up at 7 am tomorrow to continue with tomorrow's things. Doing whatever you want is a luxury.

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