But the problem is, this is the ninth floor. Could it be that Fang Buwei flew up?

Li Zetian was also sure that there were no one living in the two rooms on both sides.

Fang Buwei patted the soil on his clothes and explained: "After arriving in Shanghai, I have spies around me. There is no way, I can only let you come here too..."

"You live here?" Li Zetian asked in confusion, "You are also the spy leader. Why do the spies in Shanghai always follow you?"

"I haven't had time to tell you that it's not very convenient to use telegram!" Fang Buwei turned around and closed the window, "My current identity is a bit special..."

Li Zetian pointed to the sofa and poured Fang Buwei a cup of tea.

"I am now the elder of the Anliang General Hall of the United States and a director of the China Relief Bureau. This time I went to Shanghai to hand over the funds raised by the National Government on behalf of overseas and the Nanyang Overseas Chinese League..."

Li Zetian paused suddenly and stared at Fang Buwei blankly.

"Qi Wuxiang?" Li Zetian asked after a long time.

Fang Buwei nodded: "After going abroad, I have always been using a pseudonym Qi Wuxiang..."

Li Zetian couldn't react for a moment.

In order to investigate the content of the talks between the Overseas Chinese League and Song Ziwen, and to seek contact with the Overseas Chinese League, his hair has almost turned white these days. Unexpectedly, the opportunity has always been in front of him?

Fang Buwei is actually a director of the Relief Bureau and a representative of the overseas and Nanyang Overseas Chinese League?

His ability to meet with Song Ziwen on behalf of the Overseas Chinese League shows that his status in the Overseas Chinese League is not low.

Fang Shiqi's background relationship is clear in the organization, and the Fang family has nothing to do with abroad.

How did Fang Buwei do it in just one year?

In addition to surprise, Li Zetian was even more surprised.

It feels like I'm searching for something without any effort.

"Then you are anxious to meet, just for the sake of the Overseas Chinese League?" Li Zetian asked.

"Yes!" Fang Buwei nodded, "The situation is a bit special. I'm afraid it will cause you to misunderstand, so I decided to meet you as soon as possible..."

Misunderstand?

Li Zetian couldn't understand the meaning of Fang Buwei's words.

"I can basically understand your idea of ​​wanting to contact the overseas Chinese alliance, but now is not the best time..." Fang Buwei explained, "Last month, at the Overseas Chinese Alliance Council meeting held by Sin Chew, a representative of the Malaysian Chamber of Commerce proposed that appropriate assistance should be given to armed organizations that are determined to unite to fight against Japan and fight against strong enemies, but it was rejected by other directors..."

The original intention of the establishment of Nanyang and the Overseas Chinese League was to fight against Japan, and the targets of aid were only to be the main focus of the national central government that nominally unified China.

The reason for not aiding local governments and other armed organizations is that they are afraid of expanding civil war and aggravating internal friction.

The only one that the overseas Chinese League has helped with is the 19th Route Army, which was originally from the Guangdong Army. It was the first battle in Shanghai.

The reason why several generals of the former 19th Route Army who lived in seclusion in Hong Kong was safe and sound was entirely due to the protection of the Overseas Chinese League leaders such as the Second Jun and Situ Meitang.

Whoever dares to truly resist Japan will help the overseas Chinese alliance.

This has long been reached among overseas Chinese alliance groups.

Has the proposal to aid other armed groups been rejected?

Li Zetian raised his head suddenly and looked at Fang Buwei in surprise.

Where did the batch of supplies that the party did not provide for the previous aid come from?

"I have a small business in private and can earn some money. I should regard the previous supplies as party dues paid on behalf of my father!"

Fang Buwei said with a calm voice.

Small business, party dues?

Li Zetian stared at Fang Buwei steadily.

That's millions of oceans, more than one million US dollars...

How rich is Fang Buwei?

Including him, Yan'an always thought that those supplies were obtained by Fang Buwei through the channels of the Overseas Chinese League. No one expected that it was Fang Buwei's own pocket.

"I will thank you on behalf of the border government!" Li Zetian stood up and grabbed Fang Buwei's hand tightly.

"There is no need to be so polite!" Fang Buwei replied.

Li Zetian thought Fang Buwei would definitely say: They are all his own people. But how could Fang Buwei change his words: "There are many places to say thank you in the future?"

Anything so unpolite?

But Li Zetian was overjoyed.

Fang Buwei is clearly saying that similar assistance will not be reduced in the future...

"Thank you so much!" Li Zetian said excitedly, "If you have any needs, just open your mouth!"

Fang Buwei just waited for his words.

"Then I'm not polite!" Fang Buwei pondered for a moment and said, "I'll make two requests: First, please organize the organization to destroy all information about my father..."

"Don't worry, we have done this... including your identity. As of now, there are only five people who know..."

One is Li Zetian, and the other is Hu Yueming, the former head of the Intelligence Section of the Special Forces Department. After Hu Yueming, Liu Zhonghua, who was in charge of special forces, and Wang Shiying, who invested in the special forces department, did not know Fang Buwei's identity, but only knew the code name of Mr. No. 100.

Except for Li Zetian and Hu Yueming, the remaining three are insiders, Fang Buwei can probably guess.

"No one knows about the Fourth Red Army, right?" Fang Buwei asked again.

"Do you still know the Fourth Red Army?" Li Zetian was a little surprised.

He naturally knew that what Fang Buwei said was not literal.

"In addition to me and Hu Yueming, those who know your identity are also Comrade Jiesheng and Comrade Wu Hao. Your code name, Mr. No. 100, was picked up by Mr. Wu Hao himself..."

Just don't have it!

What Fang Buwei feared the most was that Zhang Guotao also knew his identity.

Comrade Jiesheng mentioned by Li Zetian was the head of the Central Special Section after Gu Shunzhang, and later generations were as famous as Taizong.

Not to mention Fang Buwei, even Zhao Shirui knew who Mr. Wu Hao was.

He didn't expect that there was such an allusion in his code name?

Fang Buwei stood up slightly to show his respect.

Li Zetian clearly captured Fang Buwei's small move, and his eyes lit up slightly.

Although it was his first time meeting with Fang Buwei, during Ye Xingzhong's transportation of supplies, the two sides had a very complicated telegram.

Li Zetian always felt that Fang Bu was not in a sense of distant sense of alienation from the organization.

Including Fang Buwei mentioned just now: all the aid materials were paid for the party dues for his father, but he did not mention himself, so Li Zetian never mentioned Fang Buwei's identity within the party.

But looking at his current appearance, he clearly had respect. Li Zetian pondered for a moment and asked, "What else?"

"Don't contact Ye Xingzhong anymore!" Fang Buwei said, "Ye Xingzhong has the talent of a general and used it to do underground work, but it is really a bit useless...
Chapter completed!