She told her husband on the phone that she had spoken with Wei Hong and that they would be invited to her home for dinner the next day. Then she added:
“Jingwen, give Lao Liang, Liang Damin, a call and invite him over for drinks tomorrow night. You two chess buddies haven’t had a drink together in a while, have you?”
After hanging up the phone, Qiu Jingwen thought for a moment and then called Liang Damin's security department directly.
At this time, Liang Damin had already returned to his office from Zhou Huaihai's place.
He picked up the phone and was somewhat surprised to hear that it was Qiu Jingwen calling.
"Old Qiu, you were looking for me?"
"Old Liang, can't I come to you?"
"Yes, yes, yes, if you can't come to me, who else can? Tell me, shall we drink or play chess?"
"Old Liang, let's play chess first and then drink."
"Tonight?"
"Tomorrow is a day off. Come to my house in the afternoon, we'll play a couple of games, and then have a couple of drinks together in the evening. Xiao Jianhua and Wei Hong will be there too; Yuping and Wei Hong have already made plans."
"Old Qiu, this is great news. We haven't had a drink together since that barber was murdered. How about this, I'll bring two bottles of good wine tomorrow."
"What good wine do you have?"
"Xifeng Liquor".
"No objection. Are two bottles enough for the three of us? Xiao Jianhua is in sales; he might drink a pound by himself."
"We only have two bottles of Xifeng left, that's not enough. Let's drink some more of your wine. You're not out of wine, are you?"
"Xiao Jianhua will definitely bring alcohol too, so it's settled then. Or, you can have your partner come with you."
"Old Qiu, you know, my wife thinks she's not as pretty as your wife or Wei Hong, so she always refuses. I don't need to bring it up again. Without her around, we can play chess and drink more freely and enjoy ourselves more."
"That's settled then, bye."
Qiu Jingwen hung up the phone immediately after speaking.
In fact,
When Jiang Yuping invited Liang Damin, Qiu Jingwen knew in his heart that his wife must want to get some information from Liang Damin, even if it was just a little bit of useful information.
Besides, he himself hoped to get some information out of Liang Damin.
Of course, he didn't have much hope. He knew Liang Damin well; he was a man of strong principles.
The next morning.
Jiang Yuping took her daughter Qiushui to the small market near the factory to buy vegetables. The villager who sold eels last time was squatting on the ground with his basket again. Jiang Yuping bought a few more eels, then fish, shrimp, and clams, as well as some vegetables. In total, there were about ten dishes. After all, three families were having a meal together tomorrow, which would feed about ten people and also involve drinking. She was afraid that there wouldn't be enough food if there weren't enough dishes.
For Jiang Yuping, she felt that every time she could have a meal with Wei Hong and her husband, as well as Liang Damin and the others, it would be one of the last times she could do so.
She might be taken away by the police at any time. Not only her, but her husband Qiu Jingwen also faces the same moment. It's just a matter of time.
While Jiang Yuping was shopping at the market, Qiu Jingwen was alone at home. He closed the bedroom door and locked it.
He decided to write an anonymous letter to Shao Jian, telling him that there was a spy codenamed Butterfly who might be lurking in the Red Flag Factory.
After writing the anonymous letter, he signed it directly as Cobra and told Shao Jian that he was also a member of the infiltrator team, but since joining the organization, he had never done anything bad and did not want Butterfly, this spy, to cause trouble in the factory.
One passage describes the autumn scenery as follows:
"Comrade Shao Jian, all these years, I have lived in Hongqi Factory, married and had children. In fact, I have long forgotten my identity as a special agent. I also have deep feelings for Hongqi Factory. I have lived a very pathetic life. I am actually a special agent in name only. It would not be an exaggeration to say that I am a newbie or a novice. I have never received any money from the military intelligence agency, nor have I done anything for the organization. But now I am involved in a special agent case. I have feelings for Hongqi Factory. I do not expect this to be considered a meritorious act, but I am worried that someone will sabotage Hongqi Factory."
Yes, Qiu Jingwen did write that he was a novice and rookie agent, but that was just him being modest.
In fact, although he was a teenager at the time, after more than half a year of special training, he excelled in all subjects, especially his marksmanship, which was extremely accurate. Liu Yihan said at the time that he was a born agent.
As he wrote this, he smiled knowingly, but his eyes were brimming with tears.
Qiu Jingwen, who has received training, is left-handed, and his handwriting looks very immature, like that of an elementary school student.
This was Qiu Jingwen's deliberate act; he didn't want Shao Jian to know that the anonymous letter was written by him.
After writing the anonymous letter, before he could even put it away, Qiushou knocked on the door from outside.
"Dad, Dad, my brother is here."
As he spoke, he was about to push open the bedroom door.
Upon hearing that his son Qiu Yang had arrived, Qiu Jingwen immediately said:
"During the autumn harvest, have your brother sit in the living room for a bit. I'm writing a work report for the factory; I'll be done in a little while."
Qiu Jingwen lied to his son.
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