Chapter 199: If They Give Us Face, We Must Take It

"Hong Zhiyou?"

Mao Renfeng frowned slightly.

This person is Wu Jingzhong's confidant and is very popular in Jinhai.

But to say that he could make Mr. Yanji run a trip in person, and also need him, the Deputy Director of the Secret Service Bureau, to protect him, seems to be far from qualified.

"Mr. Yanji."

"Did I hear you right? The person you want me to protect is that school officer from the Jinhai Station?"

Mao Renfeng said 'school officer' very clearly.

The people who can make him protect in person are the Generalissimo, Jiang Jianfeng, or big officials like Zhang Zhizhong.

What kind of onion is a mere school officer?

It really puzzled him.

"You didn't hear wrong, it's him."

"At present, military supplies are in an emergency. The Generalissimo asked the Jiangsu-Zhejiang Chamber of Commerce to raise funds. Now Britain, France, and the Soviet Union only recognize US dollars."

"The US dollars in the hands of the Jiangsu-Zhejiang Chamber of Commerce are limited."

"Young Master Yu has already reached a cooperation with Hong Zhiyou."

"Let this person help raise ten thousand US dollars of the funds."

"So, this person is crucial."

Chen Bulei said.

"I think Young Master Yu is overthinking. This person is deeply rooted in Jinhai and is Wu Jingzhong's secretary. I'm afraid it's not yet my turn to protect him," Mao Renfeng laughed.

At the same time, he was secretly shocked.

This Hong Zhiyou's ability is too great.

He got involved with the Yu family, and in the future, he will be a 'walker of the Son of Heaven'.

But fortunately, this person is just a small major.

It shouldn't pose a threat to his one-acre-three-cent plot.

"Not so."

"This person went to Shanghai."

"He might have an intersection with Du Yuesheng. Mao Sen is familiar with that side."

"What you need to do is let Mao Sen ensure his safety."

"No matter what he wants to do, the Hangzhou and Shanghai stations must do their best to help ensure he returns to Jinhai safely to raise military supply funds."

"This shouldn't be difficult for you, right?"

Chen Bulei said.

"May I ask Mr. Chen, is this the opinion of Young Master Yu, or... from above?" Mao Renfeng asked.

"Is today your first day on the job, Director Mao?"

Chen Bulei frowned with dissatisfaction.

"Understood."

"Mr. Chen, a phone call from you would have been enough for such a small matter, why trouble yourself to run this trip?"

Mao Renfeng narrowed his eyes and smiled, wanting to confirm the importance of this matter.

"Why did I come?"

"It's because I'm afraid you don't value this person enough."

"You must let Mao Sen raise his spirit to the fullest. If anything happens to Hong Zhiyou, you can go help handle foreign exchange and ask foreigners for US dollars in the future," Chen Bulei ordered.

Some things belong to military secrets, and he cannot disclose them to the outside world.

But this Hong Zhiyou is too important to the current situation.

First, he is familiar with the Americans and can get US dollars and supplies.

Second, he transported military supplies for Fu Zuoyi, and he handled things well.

And Fu Zuoyi has a very good impression of this person. This time, when asking for forty thousand US dollars in military supplies, he specifically named Hong Zhiyou of the Jinhai Station to assist in transportation.

The Americans have been urging the Generalissimo to implement constitutional government.

In order to exert pressure, they significantly reduced military aid, especially tightening the mouth of foreign exchange.

Kong and Song and others do have US dollars, and the Jiangsu-Zhejiang financial group is not short of them, but most of them are put into their pockets and transferred to manors all over North America.

Plus, the call for Li Zongren to be elected president is very high.

Many people have ghosts in their hearts, so they are even less willing to pay.

If it weren't for Hu Zongnan fighting beautifully in northern Shaanxi, these people would have run away directly.

So, the forty thousand US dollars that were not eye-catching in the past.

At this critical moment, it actually became a big difficulty.

Hong Zhiyou is a temporary 'firefighter'.

"Director Mao, I have handed the person to you, you must be responsible if something happens," Chen Bulei pointed at him and prepared to leave.

"Rest assured, I will issue an order to Mao Sen immediately, telling him to ensure Hong Zhiyou's safe return to Jinhai at all costs," Mao Renfeng promised with a pat on his chest.

Mao Sen's words still count on the Shanghai side.

Wang Puchen is not an outsider either.

And there is the protection of the Jiangsu-Zhejiang financial group, Yu Xuan.

Even if Hong Zhiyou stabs a hole in the sky, Mao Renfeng can ensure he leaves Shanghai without losing a hair.

After sending Chen Bulei away, Mao Renfeng returned to the office.

"Uncle, why did Mr. Yanji find you..." Mao Wanli asked impatiently.

"You won't believe it."

"Let us protect someone, guess who this person is?"

"Hong Zhiyou!"

Mao Renfeng said.

"Hong Zhiyou!" Mao Wanli's eyes rounded, and his whole person went numb.

Yesterday, he and Mao Sen were still plotting to assassinate Hong Zhiyou.

Crucially, something big happened in Shanghai last night.

Early this morning, he talked to Mao Sen's secretary on the phone.

It is highly likely that Hong Zhiyou has already been hacked to death by Du Yuesheng in the Qing Gang main hall.

At this time, the superiors want to protect this person.

Take a ghost to hand in the errand.

If it goes wrong, the head might be taken off.

"What's wrong?" Mao Renfeng saw his hesitation and change of color, and asked with a frown.

"Nothing."

Mao Wanli took a deep breath and answered with a smile.

He was glad that he left Hangzhou yesterday and did not participate in specific affairs.

Even if headquarters asks for accountability, it has nothing to do with him; it's all Mao Sen and Du Yuesheng's business.

Alas.

Brother Sen is going to have bad luck.

Sigh.

"Didn't you just say you had something?"

"Say it," Mao Renfeng said.

"No, I, I just wanted to ask what you want to eat for lunch. A new restaurant opened on Zhongshan Road, the taste is not bad, why don't I book a private room," Mao Wanli hurriedly talked nonsense.

"No."

"I've had a stomach upset recently, I have no fate with delicious food," Mao Renfeng smiled.

Drinking tea, he continued: "In this way, you work hard and fly to Hangzhou immediately to meet Mao Sen. You two personally go to Shanghai to see Hong Zhiyou and deploy specific security measures."

"Uncle, I, I won't go, right?"

"Just rushed back from Hangzhou, my butt hasn't even touched the ground yet," Mao Wanli laughed dryly.

"You don't understand."

"We have a grudge with Wu Jingzhong, sending others won't be attentive."

"You saw Mr. Chen come, you don't need me to emphasize the importance of the matter, right? I am arranging a plane for you now, fly to Hangzhou immediately," Mao Renfeng's face sank and he said solemnly.

"Good, alright," Mao Wanli took the order with a hard scalp.

……

Twelve o'clock noon.

Mao Wanli flew back to Hangzhou.

Mao Sen was on the phone in the office, confirming Hong Zhiyou's matter.

The Garrison Headquarters kept this matter very tight.

Up to now, Du Yuesheng is still detained.

Only heard that two bodies were taken away.

Whether it is Hong Zhiyou, even his insider at the headquarters can't find out.

"Wanli, why are you back?"

Seeing Mao Wanli, Mao Sen was very surprised.

"What about that Hong Zhiyou?" As soon as they met, Mao Wanli asked impatiently.

"Probably dead."

"Last night he went to the Qing Gang main hall, I heard Du Yuesheng used a knife and someone died."

"Now he can't be seen alive, and his body can't be seen dead," Mao Sen replied.

"Oh my!"

Mao Wanli clapped his hands, "My Station Chief Mao, something big happened."

"Chen Bulei went to find my uncle this morning, saying the Old Man has instructions to let this Hong Zhiyou raise military funds, specifically naming you and Wang Puchen to protect Hong Zhiyou without any mistakes."

"You say this person died in Shanghai."

"If Du Yuesheng can't hold it and sells you out, then it's all over."

"What?" Mao Sen, who had always been steady and gloomy, also changed color in shock.

"I don't believe it either."

"But things are rushing, it's just that tight," Mao Wanli said.

"Wanli."

"Don't delay, you and I rush to Shanghai immediately, go to the Garrison Headquarters, alive to see the person, dead to see the body."

"Otherwise, we will both be finished."

Mao Sen noticed that what he said before was 'you' instead of 'us', and smiled coldly, wrapping him in again.

"Hope heaven blesses us."

"Alas."

"It was not easy to stab Wu Jingzhong, but it ended up stabbing ourselves," Mao Wanli shook his head.

The two immediately drove straight to Shanghai.

……

Shanghai Garrison Headquarters.

Du Yuesheng and Staff Officer Li were eating hot pot and drinking good Huadiao wine.

"Old Li, you have been busy all night, grabbing people and pulling bodies, how much did Secretary Hong give you?" Du Yuesheng asked with a smile.

"Guess?" Staff Officer Li winked and laughed.

"Two gold bars should be there, at least you are a character in the Garrison Headquarters," Du Yuesheng said.

"Less."

"Ten times more," Staff Officer Li said proudly.

"For this little work, twenty gold bars?" Du Yuesheng was quite surprised.

"That's right, and they are big yellow fish."

"By the way."

"There is also a car of red wine, ten seals of silver dollars, let Manager Yin pull it directly to the barracks."

"I distributed it to the brothers who worked for me."

"To tell you the truth, just this night's work, the brothers under my hand are all happy, and not one of them doesn't think well of Hong Zhiyou."

"I used to think Yu Xuan was bright enough in handling things."

"But after meeting the 'Northern' faction, I know what true generosity is."

"People really don't take money as money."

"Not afraid you don't want it, just afraid you don't dare to want it."

"People all say the first time is raw, the second time is familiar, he is familiar at the first time."

"If not familiar, he will smash you with money until you are familiar."

"To be honest, if he said a few more words, I could take off this skin and work with him."

"Alas!"

"No wonder my old brother Yang Wenquan, such a shrewd and worldly person, also treats this kid with sincerity, like a biological brother," Staff Officer Li said with conviction.

"Indeed."

"In the past, everyone said it was him who hard-rescued Yang Wenquan from Dai Li."

"Some even said that he was angry for a beauty, and played against Dai Boss for a daughter, including the plane crash, some said Hong Zhiyou and Ma Hansan had colluded."

"At first, I thought what kind of dog-fart thing this was."

"My sworn brother is a cold-faced devil, what is Wu Jingzhong's secretary."

"Having this episode, I also opened my eyes."

"There really is a Fan Li reborn in this world, eight-sided and exquisite, eating all the way," Du Yuesheng also sighed endlessly.

"Old Du, did he give you any benefits?" Staff Officer Li asked.

Du Yuesheng smiled and didn't speak.

Hong Zhiyou directly gave him the agency of the Yuezhou Winery in Sham Shui Po, Hong Kong.

Sham Shui Po is not a small place.

And he also gave him a business card of the head of the Rong family.

Du Yuesheng had inquired, the Yuezhou winery is the original place of the Axe brand, which is extremely popular in Shanghai, and even Song Ziliang is strongly promoting this brand.

With the Rong family's help, opening the market in Hong Kong is a matter of time.

In other words.

Hong Zhiyou directly rewarded him with a golden rice bowl.

Pick it up, and there is meat and vegetables.

And it's hot!

Moreover, Hong Zhiyou also has a huge Cao Gang behind him.

If the Cao Gang and his Qing Gang resources are integrated.

His fame, the strength of the two gangs.

Hooking up with Hong Zhiyou's relationship in the Zhigong lineage, even if he continues to do underworld business in Hong Kong and open a mountain hall, he will definitely be able to fight out a world.

Du Yuesheng, who had been hesitant and confused about the future.

After just one night, he suddenly found that it didn't seem to be that difficult.

A noble person!

"Old Du, you say that we played Mao Sen this time, will there be trouble?" Staff Officer Li asked with a sinking expression after drinking two glasses.

"No."

"Secretary Hong left a backhand, Mao Sen will not only not complain about us, but might also have to be grateful," Du Yuesheng laughed.

"Don't forget."

"No matter how powerful Mao Sen is, he is still a person."

"Hong Zhiyou is a human spirit."

"How can people fight against human spirits?"

Du Yuesheng narrowed his eyes and laughed.

As the two were talking, the guard walked in:

"Chief of Staff, Station Chief Mao of the Hangzhou Station requests an audience."

"Look, speak of Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrives," Du Yuesheng said.

The two hurriedly came outside to welcome him in person.

"Station Chief Mao, what wind blew you here, a rare guest, a rare guest," Staff Officer Li stepped forward to greet him politely.

"Staff Officer Li, what can blow me, naturally it is the positive north wind."

Mao Sen smiled, turned to look at Du Yuesheng:

"Old Du, I heard that there was bloodshed in the Qing Gang last night, and Staff Officer Li even dispatched troops, I don't know if it is true or false?"

"You Old Du."

"You have something and didn't let me know, you ran here to eat meat and drink wine."

"Station Chief Mao knew about last night's matter and didn't sleep all night in Hangzhou, for fear that Staff Officer Li had a misunderstanding with you," Mao Wanli said with great displeasure on the side, complaining that Du Yuesheng didn't even make a phone call.

"How could that be?"

"Mr. Du is who, that is the honored guest of Dai Boss and Station Chief Mao, even if you give me a hundred guts, I wouldn't dare to neglect him," Staff Officer Li very knowingly put a high hat on Mao Sen.

"It's good that there isn't."

"Old Du, I heard that two people died last night, is it true or false?"

Mao Sen did not continue to be polite and asked directly.

"Indeed, two were handled," Du Yuesheng nodded.

Mao Sen's expression became nervous: "Is it Secretary Hong and his entourage from Jinhai?"

When Hong Zhiyou arrived in Shanghai, he made three phone calls in a row, asking Du Yuesheng to take this person down.

As a result, there was a death that night.

And it alarmed the Garrison Headquarters.

Except for Hong Zhiyou, he really couldn't think of anyone else.

"Secretary Hong?" Staff Officer Li looked at Du Yuesheng with a feigned look of confusion.

Du Yuesheng hurriedly explained with a smile: "Station Chief Mao misunderstood."

"Last night I handled two bastards from the Qing Gang who colluded with the garrison to resell military supplies."

"Isn't Staff Officer Li in charge of this piece now?"

"He went to the Qing Gang warehouse just to clear out the military supplies and remnants hidden by those two."

"By the way, I was invited over to be a witness."

"I didn't expect to alarm Station Chief Mao because of this little thing, it is Du's fault," he said, arching his hands to apologize to Mao Sen.

"Since that's the case, why didn't you answer the phone?" A false alarm, Mao Wanli was quite annoyed.

"Two, you blamed Mr. Du wrongly."

"Counting supplies, grabbing people, recording confessions, and testifying."

"This work is so busy that my feet hit the back of my head, and it hasn't been sorted out yet," Staff Officer Li played a round and laughed.

"Du..." Mao Wanli still wanted to drink and ask, but Mao Sen raised his hand to stop him.

"Where is Secretary Hong now?" he asked.

"He took a plane back to Jinhai with his people last night," Staff Officer Li said.

"Went back?"

Mao Sen frowned.

"Went back!" Du Yuesheng also nodded.

Mao Sen was silent for a moment, looking at the two with gloomy eyes.

Staff Officer Li and Du Yuesheng had goosebumps all over their bodies.

This is the 'Mao Bone Sen Sen', the butcher Mao Sen who doesn't blink when killing.

"It's good that he left."

"Old Du, Staff Officer Li, thank you," Mao Sen suddenly laughed and shook hands with the two to bid farewell.

"Station Chief Mao, please forgive me," Du Yuesheng shook his hand and patted it lightly.

"I still have to fly to Jinhai immediately, I will invite you two to drink tea another day."

Mao Sen didn't linger and turned to leave.

After getting in the car, Mao Wanli said indignantly: "They are playing with us together!"

"Hong Zhiyou!"

Mao Sen closed his eyes and took a deep breath, opened his eyes and said:

"This person is remarkable."

"This matter was handled quite authentically."

"Authentic?" Mao Wanli didn't understand.

"He didn't want to have a direct conflict with us, so he played this trick of a golden cicada shedding its shell."

"Asking Mr. Yanji to pressure Director Mao is to tell us that he is not someone we can move."

"If it really gets stiff, the only ones who won't be decent are us."

"We were wrong in that we still treated him as Wu Jingzhong's lackey."

"In fact, he is no longer someone we can touch."

"Calling me a teacher, and sending gifts at the first station, this is already human feelings and face given to the extreme."

"Wanli."

"You can give up on Jinhai."

"We can't play in that place anymore."

Mao Sen sighed after finishing speaking.

Hong Zhiyou works for Fu Zuoyi in the north.

In the south, he is on good terms with the Rong family in Hong Kong, the Jiangsu-Zhejiang financial group, and Song Ziliang.

Someone who eats in all directions, whoever moves him dies.

"Is this kid really indestructible?" Mao Wanli was a bit unconvinced.

"Not entirely."

"Accompanying the king is like accompanying a tiger. Running errands for the Old Man, doing it well is duty, not doing it well means taking the blame and losing your head."

"Furthermore, the high-end game can't move him."

"That's because Mr. Yanji has already let us know his mission."

"The people in the low-end game may not know."

"Like Lu Qiaoshan, or Ma Hansan, some people in the Dangtong Bureau, these people only look at immediate interests and use unscrupulous means to do things."

"Wait, there are plenty of people to clean him up."

"Like Li Ya, Lu Qiaoshan and the like," Mao Sen said faintly.

"Has Lu Qiaoshan been sentenced?" Mao Sen asked.

"Sentenced my ass, he was taken away by Zheng Jiemin. After the New Year, Zheng Jiemin will be promoted to Deputy Minister of National Defense, Lu Qiaoshan will definitely return to Jinhai to take back the field," Mao Wanli said.

"Hmm."

"I know Lu Qiaoshan, he is an old man from the Nanchang Investigation Section period, and he still has some means."

"Eating this loss in Jinhai will definitely become a trouble for the Jinhai Station in the future."

"In my opinion, if Hong Zhiyou is to die, he will definitely die at the hands of this person."

Mao Sen sighed.

"Going back to Hangzhou?" Mao Wanli asked.

"Go back to Hangzhou first, I have to prepare something," Mao Sen said.

"Prepare something?" Mao Wanli didn't understand.

"Hong Zhiyou gave us enough face this time, we also have to be decent once."

"This time he brought me a lot of good things on behalf of Wu

"It is because Mr. Yanji has already let us know his mission."

"Those people in the low-level bureaus might not necessarily know.

"Like Lu Qiaoshan, or Ma Hansan, or certain people in the Dangtong Bureau; these people only look at immediate interests and stop at nothing to get things done.

"Just wait, there are plenty of people who will deal with him.

"For example, the likes of Li Ya and Lu Qiaoshan."

Mao Sen said indifferently.

"Hmm.

"Someone in the Dangtong Bureau has offered one thousand taels of gold for his head.

"Du Yuesheng doesn't dare to make a move.

"There are plenty of people in Jinhai and Beiping who want to earn this money.

"Besides, I heard that Ye Xiufeng already intends to send that person to Jinhai to battle Hong Zhiyou.

"Hong Zhiyou won't be enjoying his glory for many more days."

Mao Wanli also nodded and said.

"Has Lu Qiaoshan been sentenced?" Mao Sen asked.

"Sentenced, my foot. He was taken away by Zheng Jiemin. After the New Year, Zheng Jiemin will be promoted to Vice Minister of National Defense, and Lu Qiaoshan will definitely return to Jinhai to reclaim his turf," Mao Wanli said.

"Hmm.

"I know Lu Qiaoshan; he is an old hand from the Nanchang Investigation Section era and still has some tricks up his sleeve.

"Having suffered this setback in Jinhai, he will definitely become a trouble for the Jinhai Station in the future.

"In my opinion, if Hong Zhiyou is to perish, it will surely be at the hands of this person.

"Let's just watch how the situation changes."

Mao Sen sighed heavily.

"Are we returning to Hangcheng?" Mao Wanli asked.

"Back to Hangcheng first; I need to prepare some things," Mao Sen said.

"Prepare things?" Mao Wanli didn't understand.

"Hong Zhiyou gave us enough face this time, so we must also be decent for once.

"This time he came, he sent me quite a few good things on behalf of Wu Jingzhong.

"They must be returned in full.

"And I have to add a few more items for him and Wu Laogou."

Mao Sen said.

"No need; you wouldn't be scared by his 'Imperial Envoy' title, would you?" Mao Wanli frowned and said.

"Scared?

"Can you guarantee that Du Yuesheng won't jump out to testify that we murdered him?

"Just because he left without saying a word doesn't mean he won't pursue it.

"Zheng Jiemin has always wanted to take a knife to you and me.

"If Wu Jingzhong makes an issue of this, and with Yu Xuan fanning the flames in front of the Chairman, Director Mao and we will be very passive.

"Staying silent is leaving us a way out.

"Our dispute with Wu Jingzhong is nothing more than a conflict triggered by a few antiques.

"Another thing is the position of Deputy Station Chief.

"Now that Yu Zecheng has taken the seat, there is no need to fight over this breath.

"It's just right to use this matter to ease the relationship."

Mao Sen said.

"Wanli.

"Sometimes you can't count on Director Mao for everything.

"What about Boss Dai?

"His influence reached the heavens; who didn't fear him?

"A god-like figure, didn't he also disappear just like that?

"There are no eternal strongmen in this world, only interests that go round and round.

"Hong Zhiyou is a businessman.

"In the eyes of a businessman, there are only interests, no black or white, no right or wrong, and certainly no enemies.

"At least we are not his true enemies."

Mao Sen was skilled in the art of the mind and saw things very thoroughly.

"I still have things to do; I'm going back to Jingling to report. If you want to go to Jinhai, go yourself!"

Mao Wanli was too lazy to listen to this, got out of the car, and got into another one to leave on his own.

"Sigh!

"Mud that can't be plastered onto a wall!"

Mao Sen sighed gloomily.

This person is stuck in a dead end and will find it hard to achieve great things.

With such a state of mind, how can he fight against Wu Jingzhong and Hong Zhiyou?

I'm afraid he has no hope for the Jinhai position in this lifetime.

(End of chapter)