Chapter 149

Facing the stern gazes of the two big shots, Lu Qiaoshan sucked his teeth and said:

"Fine."

"Thanks to the appreciation of Dean Sun and the Station Chief, Qiaoshan will go handle it immediately."

"Good!"

"Let's go downstairs for a drink."

Sun Ke was overjoyed.

To be honest, the effect of winning over people in Ping-Jin this time was very average.

He was worried about how to report back to the Chairman.

Now that he can find some trouble for Li Delin.

Sun Ke believes this must be something the Chairman is happy to see.

Downstairs.

Hong Zhiyou and Yu Zecheng happened to walk in.

The bloodstains in the hall had long been wiped clean.

The smell of blood had long been covered by the smell of cake, liquor, and perfume on women.

Everything was singing and dancing again.

"Dean Sun, let me introduce you."

"This is Yu Zecheng, Director of the Confidential Section of the Jinhai Station, the hero who assassinated Li Haifeng."

Wu Jingzhong hurriedly called the two over to get familiar.

"Breaking into the tiger's den alone, killing the enemy alone."

"Zecheng, you are the sharp knife of the party and state!"

Sun Ke was in a good mood and praised him immediately.

"Thank you for the undeserved praise, Dean; the subordinate is just doing his duty." Yu Zecheng smiled and bowed.

"This is my secretary Hong Zhiyou, the one who captured and killed Ke Chengwu." Wu Jingzhong patted Hong Zhiyou's shoulder and introduced him solemnly.

"A talent, a young hero."

Sun Ke raised his hand to look Hong Zhiyou up and down, and laughed loudly:

"Killing Ke Chengwu settled a major matter in the Chairman's heart; the Chairman personally commended you and promoted you three ranks; among the young officers in the party and state, you are the first."

"Young man, keep working hard."

"Thank you, Dean; the student will strive to make new contributions." Hong Zhiyou said respectfully.

"Jingzhong."

"Your subordinates are all young and promising; the Jinhai Station has a bright future."

"By the way."

"I came this time..."

Sun Ke smiled and didn't continue.

Wu Jingzhong understood and followed him to a side hall.

"Jingzhong."

"The Shancheng negotiations are already a piece of waste paper."

"The Chairman has secretly ordered Fu Zuoyi in Zhang Yuan and Sun Lianzhong in Baoding to prepare for the attack on Zhangjiakou."

"The key now is that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers."

"These two fierce tigers in North China both have their own little calculations."

"Fu Zuoyi and Sun Lianzhong are both fighting for food and military equipment; General Sun doesn't need to be said, he has the Chairman's support."

"Fu Zuoyi can't get food in the back, he doesn't want to move."

Sun Ke stood by the window, hands behind his back, troubled.

"That's not simple, let the Chairman allocate more." Wu Jingzhong said.

"It's not that simple."

"The Americans have been pressuring because of constitutionalism, and the supply of military needs and flour is being choked."

"Food and firearms alone take up a quarter of Hu Zongnan's army."

"Northeast, North China, South China are all waiting to be divided."

"The ace troops of the direct line are not enough to divide, how can we take care of Fu Zuoyi and the others."

Sun Ke shook his head.

"What do you mean..." Wu Jingzhong probably understood.

"Jinhai has the American Marine Corps and is close to Baoding; you think of a way to transfer some materials and raise military needs to secretly distribute to the Zhang Yuan Pacification Office."

"Remember, don't let Sun Lianzhong intercept it."

"Otherwise Fu Zuoyi will not do it."

Sun Ke signaled.

"And the funds?"

"Buying military materials is not something a mere Military Statistics Class A station can afford."

Wu Jingzhong is most afraid of these people plucking wool.

One sentence to bear it first.

An IOU.

Money, that is absolutely not to be seen.

The Jinhai Station will not be dragged to death by them.

"I have already brought the funds for you, thirty thousand US dollars, is that enough?" Sun Ke said.

"Enough."

"Enough."

Wu Jingzhong nodded repeatedly.

"Alright, go ahead and do it."

"Remember not to let the news leak, otherwise Sun Lianzhong and Chen Zhangjie will definitely make trouble."

"The Chairman is busy with a thousand things, we can't add trouble to him."

Sun Ke instructed solemnly.

"I will try my best to ensure this batch of materials can be delivered to Fu Zuoyi."

Wu Jingzhong accepted the order sternly.

Leaving the Hengshan Guild Hall.

Regarding buying arms and materials, Ma Kui was caught, Wu Jingzhong put it aside for the time being and went home to play with antiques first.

"Zhiyou, thanks for today's matter."

Returning to the courtyard, Yu Zecheng said with lingering fear.

"Thanks for what?"

"Hurry up and catch the person."

"Six Fingers detained Guan Jun's wife and children."

"This is your internal matter, handle it however you see fit."

Hong Zhiyou had no interest in interfering too much.

Yu Zecheng patted his forehead in trouble: "Six Fingers' beggar nest is not easy to deal with."

"The police are in cahoots with them."

"I can't mobilize the garrison."

"With just these few guns at the Jinhai Station, we can't get in at all."

Hong Zhiyou touched his nose and thought for a moment:

"It's actually not difficult to take down Six Fingers."

"You can find Ding Defeng and let him scrape for leprosy."

"The city has documents on leprosy; suspect it if it exists, and take them away if found."

"That bunch of beggars is most afraid of this."

"They will naturally flee in a swarm."

"It just so happens that Zhou Yan of the Cao Gang wants to settle accounts with Six Fingers; with a few dozen more people rushing in, are you afraid you can't handle this bunch of beggars?"

"Look, my junior brother still has a way."

"His little brain turns around, and it's super useful." Cuiping smiled and patted the back of Hong Zhiyou's head.

Hong Zhiyou's eyes went dark, and he almost staggered.

"Cuiping, take it easy."

"If you beat him stupid, who will fix things?" Yu Zecheng hurriedly supported Hong Zhiyou and glared at her.

"This is not enough practice!" Cuiping reached out and messed up Hong Zhiyou's hair.

Hong Zhiyou calmed down and said: "Senior Sister, with your palm, except for Old Yu's thick face, I don't think anyone can bear it."

Yu Zecheng touched his face, only then feeling the burning pain, and it was swollen high.

Taking a slap to save his and Zuo Lan's lives.

It's worth it.

"Zhiyou, Sun Ke took the Station Chief away alone tonight; do you think something will happen?" Yu Zecheng asked while rubbing his face.

Hong Zhiyou didn't even look at him and turned to leave.

Old Yu's most cunning thing is his rhetoric.

He can always extract dry goods unknowingly; Old Lu has been fooled by him many times.

Sun Ke must have come with the Chairman's secret mission.

Dai Li's was leaked.

Sun Ke's will probably be leaked too.

But Hong Zhiyou doesn't really want to get involved.

He's not Old Xie, making money by selling intelligence; he should do as little as possible about irrelevant things.

Entering the house.

He Yinfeng was knitting under the lamp.

"Mom, our family is not short of money; if you want to wear something, just buy it, why waste this effort?" Hong Zhiyou asked with a smile.

"You don't understand."

"The sweater I knit myself is thick and warm."

"The ones you buy look good but are very thin; this place is not like Hangcheng, it's very cold in winter."

"You and Xiaohui are always running outside, how can you do without a solid lining inside."

"I know you have high standards, Mom will just knit it a bit better for you."

He Yinfeng smiled gently.

"Fine, you rest early." Hong Zhiyou didn't persuade her anymore.

Turning his head, he saw his little sister reading some red books again.

"Hey!"

He sighed slightly; it seems it's time for her to go to the interrogation room and get on the electric chair.

Arriving at the Mu Mansion.

Wanqiu was still recovering, and Hong Zhiyou didn't dare to tease her.

Playing the piano, chatting about life.

Holding her, he slept peacefully.

Early the next morning.

Hong Zhiyou came downstairs, and Wanqiu had already prepared breakfast.

Sandwiches, milk, eggs.

Simple, but the plating was exquisite and warm.

"Zhiyou, why not sleep a bit more?" Wanqiu asked with a gentle smile.

"Your complexion is good today." Hong Zhiyou pulled her to sit down.

"Having a man who loves me, being in a good mood, my complexion is naturally good."

"Zhiyou, last night was the happiest and most blissful night of my life."

Wanqiu leaned on his shoulder, her smile extremely sweet.

"You have too many 'mosts'."

"The night you first called me Dad, you said the same thing." Hong Zhiyou pinched her pink little round face.

"Hateful."

"That night was also happy."

"But last night was even happier." Wanqiu's pretty face flushed.

"Why was last night happy?" Hong Zhiyou asked with a smile.

"Because last night we didn't do anything... and you loved me very much." Wanqiu said shyly.

"That kind of thing is just a condiment for love."

"It can be fresher, sweeter."

"But it's not everything."

After breakfast, Hong Zhiyou arrived at the station.

Just as he walked into the hallway, Lu Qiaoshan poked his head out of the office and pulled him into the room:

"Old brother, come, a cup of coffee early in the morning, I guarantee you'll be energetic all day."

Lu Qiaoshan smiled and poured a cup of coffee for Hong Zhiyou himself.

Hong Zhiyou stared at Lu Qiaoshan with a smile.

"Why are you looking at me?" Lu Qiaoshan said.

"You look haggard."

"Didn't sleep well last night? Something happened?" Hong Zhiyou took the hot coffee and took a sip.

"Sigh."

"As expected of someone who studies theology."

"Nothing can be hidden from you, old brother; I'm in trouble."

Lu Qiaoshan sat down and said with a worried face.

He told Hong Zhiyou about what happened last night.

"Zhiyou, who do you think is the fool now?"

"Sun Ke hasn't left yet."

"Li Zongren's adjutant called and told me to take care of myself and be careful when walking at night."

"It's very obvious that Sun Ke has their people around him."

"This kind of thing can't be hidden at all."

"If I really take action, they might be able to take my head tomorrow."

"Zhiyou, sitting at a high-end table is just an appetizer for others."

"I didn't sleep all night, I really have no moves, I can only ask you for a way."

Lu Qiaoshan said with a bitter face, his tone extremely pleading.

"Don't worry, I'll ask the Station Chief for his opinion first." Hong Zhiyou said.

"Ask the Station Chief?"

"He's the one who sold me out, what's the use of finding him?" Lu Qiaoshan said.

"Brother Shan, don't forget, I'm also a small fry."

"Don't we all have to look at people's faces for everything?"

"Don't worry, things will be rounded out if they are slow; I know how to say it."

Hong Zhiyou persuaded him and got up to go to the Station Chief's office.

Wu Jingzhong was sitting at his desk, hugging his arms and staring blankly.

"Teacher, something on your mind?" Hong Zhiyou brewed tea and served it with a smile.

"Very annoyed."

"This Sun Ke gave me a pile of problems."

"Let Lu Qiaoshan forge Li Zongren's letters."

"Li is now the Director of the Headquarters, with heavy troops in his hands, and Ma Hansan has a group of desperate people under him; you say how to handle this?"

"Difficult on both sides."

Wu Jingzhong asked with worry.

"Has Dean Sun left?" Hong Zhiyou asked.

"Left, this morning's flight." Wu Jingzhong said.

"Teacher, didn't Section Chief Lu take this job?" Hong Zhiyou wanted to probe his tone.

"That was also a helpless move."

"Qiaoshan is a fellow townsman of Zheng Jiemin after all; you know, the Yuedong gang has always been united, and Director Zheng takes good care of his little fellow townsman."

"It's handy to use now, it's not appropriate to take him to top the pot."

"My old classmate was checked by Mao Renfeng and is having all kinds of bad luck."

"If I sell Qiaoshan at this time, it will make him misunderstand that I am falling into the trap, not giving face, and ruining the classmate friendship."

"Don't forget, he turns around the Chairman every day, and the Second Hall also holds a position."

"I had no choice yesterday because of Dean Sun."

"Now that he's gone, help me think of a way, neither offending Li Zongren, nor letting Sun Ke pick out faults, and still being able to protect him."

Wu Jingzhong pointed at him with worry, full of expectation.

"Teacher, actually this problem is not unsolvable." Hong Zhiyou said faintly.

"Oh, tell me quickly." Wu Jingzhong was overjoyed.

"There is only one solution, Mr. Yanjie has many friends." Hong Zhiyou said.

"Chen Bulei?"

"Tell me quickly." Wu Jingzhong seemed to have touched a bit of inspiration.

"I heard that calligraphy master Liu Yunchen in Jinhai is an old friend of Chen Bulei, and the two once gifted each other poems."

"This Liu Yunchen is a gentleman on the surface."

"But in private, he is addicted to prostitution, gambling, and smoking."

"His expenses are very high."

"If we invite him to imitate Li Zongren's handwriting and deliberately leave some flaws, Chen Bulei will definitely be able to see it."

"By then, these letters will not count."

"We can also explain to Dean Sun."

"Besides, I speculate that framing Li Zongren was Sun's personal act."

"With the Chairman's great wisdom, I don't think he would agree to such small actions."

"As long as this letter is forged."

"The Chairman will treat it as if nothing happened."

Hong Zhiyou analyzed.

"Mm, makes sense." Wu Jingzhong thought for a moment and smiled.

"In this way, we did the work, and we won't really offend Li Zongren, nor will we offend Sun Ke."

"After all, he named it to be imitated."

"It's normal to have some deviations in imitating handwriting."

He stood up and paced with his hands behind his back.

"Yes, Teacher."

"He has Zhang Liang's plan, I have a ladder over the wall; just meet the move." Hong Zhiyou smiled.

"You are so young and have such vision, not ordinary."

"Director Mao personally promised that whoever catches the Military Statistics traitor Ma Kui will be credited."

"I intend to report you."

"Raise you up a bit more."

Wu Jingzhong said.

"Teacher, report it for Director Yu instead."

"Think about it, if all good things fall on me, Mao Renfeng and Jianfeng will think you are favoring me."

"I was promoted three ranks last time, others will not be convinced if I am promoted again."

"Teacher, your good fortune is prosperous."

"You can work for at least another ten years."

"I'll just slowly grind with you, promoted every three years, won't I go up sooner or later?"

Hong Zhiyou said tactfully and respectfully.

Wu Jingzhong was stunned; he didn't expect Hong Zhiyou to say this.

Turning his mind, he looked at Hong Zhiyou with soft eyes:

"Sigh, it's all because of my grandson."

"I was anxious."

"You're right, hot tofu should be eaten one bite at a time; too fast will burn your mouth."

"Is Zhang Mengchao settled?"

"Settled, Long Er gave him thirteen hundred silver dollars and bought that house."

"It just so happens that Mu Liancheng's things will arrive at the station tonight."

"Do you want the Security Section to transport it, or the Cao Gang?"

Hong Zhiyou asked.

Wu Jingzhong thought for a moment: "Cao Gang."

"Sometimes internal people have more thoughts than external people."

"Just tell Long Er not to make a sound."

"Good." Hong Zhiyou nodded.

"Zhiyou, you must have a count in your heart about some things."

"I only have one daughter, Wu Ruirui."

"And only one grandson."

"These things are not others', you must pay more attention to family matters."

Wu Jingzhong turned to look at him and instructed solemnly.

"Understood, Fa... ther." Hong Zhiyou said in a low voice.

Wu Jingzhong smiled knowingly and pulled him to sit down:

"Pujie's Japanese wife and children have arrived in Jinhai."

"You must hurry up and transport the Beiping side."

"I have prepared the materials, let her sign later, say she has merit in confessing traitors, and let Pujie's adjutant send her back to her hometown directly."

"Also pick a few treasures to send to Officer Xiong."

"Understood, Teacher." Hong Zhiyou nodded.

"There is one more important thing right now."

"Sun Ke conveyed the Chairman's instructions, asking us to allocate some military needs and arms to Fu Zuoyi from Jinhai."

"You are familiar with the 94th Army and the Americans."

"Buy them from their hands with your private relationship."

"Sun Ke has already allocated the money to the station; keep it between 150,000 and 200,000 US dollars, and try to make the quality of the things as good as possible."

"Fu Zuoyi is a miscellaneous army, but it will be very troublesome if he makes trouble."

Wu Jingzhong instructed.

"Good, Teacher." Hong Zhiyou nodded.

"Station Chief, Ma Kui is awake, how to handle it?" Lu Qiaoshan had been waiting for news, and seeing Hong Zhiyou hadn't come out for a long time, he found an excuse to walk in.

He's awake already?

Didn't Senior Sister say he would be unconscious for three or five days?

His blood is thick enough.

Hong Zhiyou complained inwardly.

"This person is very dangerous."

"Director Mao's meaning is to let him disappear immediately."

"Qiaoshan, you handle it."

"When reporting merit, I will write you in together." Wu Jingzhong ordered.

"Yes, Station Chief."

"Is it mainly about imitating Li Zongren's handwriting?"

He looked at Hong Zhiyou without a trace and asked in a low voice.

"Secretary Hong found someone for you."

"Called Liu Yunchen."

"This person has dealings with Chen Bulei and is very tight on money now; give him some money and let him leak some flaws."

"If he doesn't know Li Zongren's handwriting, that's best."

"If he knows, give him more."

"Gamblers and addicts, as long as their heads are still there tonight, they won't think about tomorrow."

Wu Jingzhong pointed out.

Lu Qiaoshan was overjoyed: "Thank you, Station Chief, then... can I go handle it now?"

"Go." Wu Jingzhong smiled and nodded.

"Teacher, why not let Director Yu handle the military needs with me."

"I have to transport things to Beiping and can't spare the time."

Hong Zhiyou suggested.

"Don't."

"People with sharp eyes can see things."

"Zecheng has a lot of trouble now, it's not convenient for him to do arms business."

"Let him go to Beiping to transport treasures, and leave this matter to you."

"Remember, trust must have a limit."

"Jianfeng is already very dissatisfied with the leaks in Jinhai, be cautious and careful!"

Wu Jingzhong pointed down and reminded in a deep voice.

Hong Zhiyou understood.

Old Wu never truly trusted Yu Zecheng.

Holding Wu Ruirui's thigh in the beginning was undoubtedly a wise move.

Otherwise, just for Long Er's shell company selling arms, Wu Jingzhong would have suspected him.

Now it's fine.

The money is all for the little cub in Wu Ruirui's arms.

So there is no selfishness.

Sure enough, it's still better for family to handle things.

"By the way, Zhiyou."

"There is one thing you must be mentally prepared for."

"Jianfeng called me and wants to send Li Ya, oh, that is Buddha Niche, to Jinhai to take Ma Kui's position."

"This person was once my student."

"Now that civil war is imminent, the Reds in Jinhai must be caught hard, and we need talents like Li Ya."

"But at the same time, he is also a pair of eyes for Jianfeng."

"Do things cleaner in the future."

"Understand?"

Wu Jingzhong reminded again.

Li Ya is coming!

Well, the good show is starting.

This melon is probably worth chewing again.

(End of chapter)