The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes...

This is not the Three Kingdoms, but the late Qing Dynasty. At this time, a small steam steamer with a jump of 300 tons was emitting black smoke, driving in the rolling Yangtze River. Wang Jin was wearing a green robe and a melon-skin hat, standing on the deck to see the sea outfit from afar.

This time he went to Shanghai to meet the boss of the headquarters of the Restoration Association, and to contact him and make his name clear. In any case, even if he is a newcomer who participates in the Restoration Association in Anqing, no matter how outstanding he is, unless he starts another matter, the headquarters will be ordered by someone to pick peaches or be powered by empty hands, which would be too unfair.

At present, he has no intention of starting a new business. Who is Wang Jin? Maybe he has a little name in Anqing area, but it is not bad to have two Anqing. Not to mention that he is well-known nationwide, even the famous in the south or in the province has nothing to do with him. How can he have studied abroad with the gangs of headquarters and branches in various places, and be famous in a certain field across the country or in various provinces?

In addition to trying to create the momentum and reputation of the new Restoration Association, the previous thunder bomb attacks also added weight to the minds of the headquarters bosses. It is also a disguised form of apology!

On the same day, after Wang Si and Wang Si had his thoughts expressed his thoughts, the reactions of these guys made him extremely depressed. He was shocked at first, then disbelieve it, and finally he shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Oh my god, what do you mean?

After he repeatedly confirmed that he was not joking, Wang Siliang finally couldn't help but speak, "President, it's not that I said, we have not had much contact with the headquarters. Just do our own work well. There is no need to go to the headquarters to smile." After saying that, he looked dissatisfied, obviously thinking that Wang Jin's approach that is suitable for the officialdom is not good at the liberation association.

Wang Jin was stunned at that time. What did you say? What does it mean to be smiling? Is it good to contact us? The subordinate units are too arrogant and disgusting, and they will be abandoned if they don’t say it!

After all, Wang Siliang and the others believed that what he said was the truth. At this time, Wang Siliang was a little embarrassed. Among these people, he had contact with the headquarters of the Restoration Association and knew how to contact the headquarters. However, since the late teacher Xu Xilin had a conflict of ideas with the headquarters, they had been in a cold war with the headquarters for a long time.

Otherwise, when the uprising was rebelled, he did not seek a joint headquarters in Shanghai. The traitor Ye Yanggao was arrested in Shanghai. He only knew that there was a Guangren and Guangren in Anhui, but he did not know his real name. With the confidentiality awareness of the revolutionary party at that time, if the relationship was really close, would the two places be so close together?

Now Wang Jin's request is really difficult for him to do. After thinking about it, he finally agreed. The president was very enthusiastic and he was not easy to deal with. After all, the past is a thing of the past, so there is no need to hold on.

A few days later, Wang Siliang was busy everywhere and contacted the comrades who had been disconnected for a long time. Finally, he contacted the headquarters through comrades from Zhejiang. Wen Xun, the headquarters, was very happy. In addition to enthusiastically agreeing to receive the new leaders of the Anqing Restoration Association, he also comforted the comrades of the Anqing Restoration Association who had just failed the revolution.

Co-authored, the headquarters thought that the current Anqing New Restoration Meeting was the previous Restoration Meeting, and the explosion that shocked the whole province did not reach the Shanghai headquarters.

This is a bit unreasonable. Wang Jin ignored so much. After determining the time and location of the report with the people from the headquarters, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was not easy. It was worth it that he had done so much hardship. Now it was finally time to pick peaches.

It’s not that he wants to usurp the rights of the headquarters, and he will not let it go if he has the chance. As long as there is no mistake in his Shanghai brigade, his identity and qualifications will be recognized by the revolutionary veterans in the future. It can be said that if this step is taken, China will be able to go anywhere in the future, and there will be local revolutionary comrade reception arrangements.

This is like the ancient scholar-in-law, and it is like later generations who can enjoy eating anywhere after receiving approval from the central government!

There is really nothing he can do about asking for help from Wang Siliang. Who is Wang Jin? Who knows you at the headquarters in Shanghai? If you don’t say hello and come to the door rashly, you will not be treated as a spy in the court, you will have to thank the gods and Buddhas all over the sky. A revolutionary comrade with no experienced qualifications is the introducer. Who knows where you came from?

Until this time, he finally understood the use of the letters of introduction seen in TV novels in later generations. In an era when Guixu was seriously lagging behind, nothing was better than the letter of introduction. Just like the prosecutors brought by court officials when they took office, if there was no such thing, others would not recognize your identity as the official!

Thinking of this, every time he unconsciously touched the letter of introduction in the bad, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth...

Woo...

A sudden loud whistle sound pulled him back from yy back to reality. He looked up and thought about the direction the whistle sound came, and his pupils shrank violently.

"Sir, go back to the cabin quickly, it's dangerous outside!" At this time, a middle-aged strong man with a slim face ran from the cab. He wiping the cold sweat on his forehead and exhorting loudly, looking at the giant not far away, his eyes full of hatred.

Yaya, sooner or later, I will drive you back to the so-called English Channel. China is not your place to show off your power! Wang Jin quickly left the deck under the leadership of the captain, and shouted indignantly in his heart.

That's right, the huge thing that appeared on the river in front of us was a British warship with the rice-shaped flag. This place is not far from Anqing and belongs to the Yangtze River section in Anhui. A British warship of more than 2,000 tons is dragging a long black smoke column, breaking through the waves like a domineering crab. The shrill sound of the whistle and sounding from time to time is even more annoying!

The steam steamer deviated from the main channel far away, leaving the waterway for British warships. When the two ships passed by, Wang Jin could clearly see the arrogant expressions and rampant laughter of the British sailors on the deck of the warship, and the long spears with cold light on their hands!

Involuntarily, he suddenly remembered the day in Wangcun. The panicked fishermen and sporadic gunshots on the warship. He clenched his fists tightly, his nails pierced deeply into his palms without knowing that, his eyes were red and his chest was filled with rage.

Why!

The middle-aged and capable captain around him couldn't help but sigh, and his expression was indescribable loneliness. Wang Jin came to his senses, glanced at this guy, and said intimately: This is also a person with a story!

After all this, he was in no mood and just wanted to arrive in Shanghai as soon as possible...
Chapter completed!