Chapter 256: Dual positions on one shoulder

Li Ya left, Wu Jingzhong narrowed his eyes, and sighed with a cold laugh:

"Sheng Xiang, oh Sheng Xiang, I gave you a chance but you didn't use it; this can't be blamed on anyone."

"It was a bit too urgent; there's no such thing as scraping money as soon as you take office," Hong Zhiyou also shook his head and laughed.

"This is called eagerness for quick success and instant benefit, petty heart.

"Lu Qiaoshan's position is eight-tenths secure.

"Zheng Jiemin has high hopes for him; we must help him fire the first shot."

Wu Jingzhong sat on the sofa and held a teacup.

"Teacher, in my opinion, why not make an article about Okamura Yasuji's matter.

"Now the people hate traitors and devils to the bone.

"Once the photo of Captain Li in the same frame as Okamura is leaked, the students could burn his house down."

Hong Zhiyou thought for a while and said.

"Hmm, the method is good.

"But doing this has difficulty.

"First of all, this matter concerns the face of the old man and the National Government; if it is leaked in Jinhai, I will definitely be held accountable.

"It's very troublesome."

Wu Jingzhong frowned.

"Teacher, the leakage of Captain Li's photo is not necessarily a bad thing for you.

"There are quite a few stations along the way to Xuzhou.

"Why was it leaked in Jinhai Station, and Jiang Jianfeng's man was exposed?

"The current situation is treacherous; the Generalissimo is probably also sitting on pins and needles, without a moment of peace.

"People's hearts are unsettled, inevitably suspicious.

"Currently, there are quite a few people coveting Jinhai and wanting to stink Jiang Jianfeng.

"Teacher, as long as you insist that your security work is no problem, and it's a Red Ticket spy lurking on the car, or another station had a problem.

"It's someone wanting to frame you, and the Generalissimo and Jiang Jianfeng will believe it.

"The key is, this is also a matter unfavorable to Jiang Jianfeng and the Generalissimo, so they will treat you as someone on the same line, perhaps they will be closer."

Hong Zhiyou analyzed.

"Still have to be cautious.

"Since it's to sell Zheng Jiemin and Lu Qiaoshan a favor, the matter of Okamura Yasuji going to Xuzhou must be poked out by Lu Qiaoshan.

"Doesn't Zheng Jiemin still have to get on the car?

"Let them discuss it and handle it."

Wu Jingzhong pondered for a while, still feeling it wasn't stable enough.

At his age, he was too lazy to ponder the Generalissimo's mind; scrape a few years of stability, land safely, go home and wait for Ruirui to give birth to a big grandson to hold, that's enough.

"That's fine.

"Then leave it to Lu Qiaoshan and Zheng Jiemin to handle," Hong Zhiyou said.

The original play was Yu Zecheng trying to probe this matter.

Actually, Lu Qiaoshan's effect is the same.

Because Sheng Xiang also knows Xie Ruolin and this gang of speculators, and can similarly get Okamura Yasuji's news.

With Lu Qiaoshan's temperament, he couldn't miss this opportunity.

In this way, Old Yu is not only safe, but can also save an intelligence fee of a gold bar.

Confidential Bureau hall.

A military vehicle drove in.

Anderson took off his sunglasses, carried his handbag, and walked up the steps.

Li Ya had been waiting for a long time.

"Hello, I am Action Team Li Ya." 【

He used the broken English he had learned while pursuing Mei Yingxue to greet him.

"I know you, Operations Captain Li Ya."

Anderson sneered and walked inside.

Li Ya couldn't help but be stunned.

This foreign devil must be a fake; he actually spoke authentic local Jinhai dialect.

"Station Master Wu asked me to coordinate with you." Li Ya said as he walked.

"Hmm."

"I've brought the price list, you guys discuss it first."

"Once you've finished, give me an answer."

Anderson knew that the locals were slow in doing things, so he sat on the sofa in Li Ya's office and handed over the materials.

Li Ya opened it and took a look, unable to help but frown.

Damn it, it's all in English, I can't understand it.

"Wait a moment."

Li Ya gave an order and turned to go to the Station Master's office.

Anderson wasn't in a hurry either.

He didn't look for Hong Zhiyou either.

As his understanding of Chinese culture deepened, he knew that during working hours, in places with many eyes, he should try to keep his distance from Hong Zhiyou.

After all, Hong was engaged in confidential work.

There was no need to bring criticism and trouble to Hong.

Li Ya walked quickly to the Station Master's office:

"Station Master, Secretary Hong, the Americans have brought their list, as well as the invoice for the person who took the bribe."

He handed the list to Wu Jingzhong.

Wu Jingzhong took it, glared at him, and handed it to Hong Zhiyou:

"You take a look."

"The price is so high? Teacher, how much did Sheng Xiang report to the station?" Hong Zhiyou frowned and asked.

"Forty-six thousand five hundred and thirty-three... US dollars." Li Ya's memory was still quite good.

"The American side actually received thirty-two thousand US dollars."

"Sheng Xiang kept two sets of books."

Hong Zhiyou said.

"Good technique, he made over ten thousand US dollars in one go!" Li Ya sneered.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Wu Jingzhong raised his eyebrows and looked at him coldly.

"Yes!"

Li Ya walked quickly back to the Operations Team, waved his hand, and led his men to the Intelligence Division.

Inside the office.

Sheng Xiang was lecturing the heads of several sections of the Intelligence Division:

"I don't care who you followed in the past."

"From today on, the Intelligence Division belongs to Sheng. You must follow my rules. Whoever doesn't want to work can submit their resignation report now."

"Division Chief Sheng, you're quite imposing. Come with us for a trip!" Li Ya walked in with his hands in his pockets, leading his men.

With a wave of his hand, several section members stepped forward and detained Sheng Xiang.

"Captain Li, you, what is the meaning of this?"

"I am the Intelligence Division Chief!"

Sheng Xiang panicked.

"What is the meaning of this?"

"You'll naturally know once you get to the interrogation room."

Li Ya sneered.

"Take him away!"

Once they reached the interrogation room, before any torture was even applied, Sheng Xiang confessed as soon as he saw the list.

"Just this?"

"You're worthy of being an Intelligence Division Chief? Bah!"

Li Ya spat at him, took the confession materials, and went to the Station Master's office:

"Station Master, Sheng Xiang has confessed."

"To embezzle so much, this dog deserves to die!"

"Li Ya, report this to the headquarters inspection office immediately for strict handling." Wu Jingzhong said in a fit of rage.

"Yes!"

Just as Li Ya was about to step out, Hong Zhiyou hurriedly stopped him: "Captain Li, wait a moment."

"Teacher, Captain Li, don't be in such a hurry."

"I have two points of opinion."

"Embezzling public property is certainly hateful."

"But if we hand Sheng Xiang over to the headquarters inspection office, once he falls into Mao Renfeng's hands, wouldn't that be giving others a handle against us?"

"If it gets out, it won't be good for the reputation of our Jinhai Station."

"Furthermore, Sheng Xiang once followed Secretary-General Kuang."

"Secretary-General Kuang is very close to Jiang Jianfeng. If we don't look at the monk, we must look at the Buddha; it wouldn't be decent if the matter gets too big."

"The key is, what if Mao Renfeng decides to make an issue of it and sends someone to Jinhai Station to conduct an internal audit?"

"Who can guarantee that our books are absolutely clean?"

"Captain Li, don't you agree?"

After Hong Zhiyou finished speaking, he looked at Li Ya with a smile.

Li Ya felt his scalp tingle under his gaze.

During the time he had been in charge of the Intelligence Division, he hadn't bought few goods and had also kept two sets of books.

Once the headquarters and the Second Department started investigating, many accounts wouldn't hold up.

"Who isn't clean?"

"Just report it to the inspection office and let them investigate."

"I want to see which monsters and demons dare to cause trouble under my nose."

Wu Jingzhong, however, was relentless.

Li Ya felt even more panicked. Who knew that for an investigation into Sheng Xiang, the Station Master would insist on making a scene at headquarters?

Thinking of this, he reached out and touched his nose, saying:

"Station Master, I think Secretary Hong is right. Taking this matter to headquarters would damage the face of our Jinhai Station."

"Sheng Xiang is an old hand from Luojiawan, and he made contributions during the Military Statistics period."

"We can't just kill him with one blow."

"Besides, he was sent down by Officer Zheng. If we hand him over to Mao Renfeng for legal processing before his seat is even warm, Officer Zheng will think Jinhai Station is targeting him."

"Why don't we just handle it with internal discipline, remove him from his post, and fine him some money?"

Li Ya took the initiative to excuse Sheng Xiang.

"So what if he was sent by Zheng Jiemin?"

"Can the people he sends commit corruption and break the law?"

"According to my temper, I would execute Sheng Xiang on the spot. What could he do to me!"

Wu Jingzhong's residual anger was still not dissipated.

"Yes, yes."

"Teacher, let's listen to Captain Li and handle it with internal discipline." Hong Zhiyou said in a low voice, trying to smooth things over.

"Lock him up first."

"Depending on my mood, I'll make a decision tomorrow."

"Dog thing!"

Wu Jingzhong scolded angrily.

"Okay."

"Teacher, then I'll head out first."

Li Ya knew that Old Wu had always been merciful; once his anger subsided, Sheng Xiang would be saved.

Heh heh.

Clean up, clean up.

The Intelligence Division is mine again... Li Ya put his hands in his pockets, feeling extremely happy.

"Oh, that's right."

"Secretary Hong, your old classmate is still in my office."

"Since Sheng Xiang has confessed, you should go communicate with him."

Walking to the door, Li Ya turned his head and gave an order.

"Okay, Captain Li."

Hong Zhiyou went to the Operations Team, handed over Sheng Xiang's confession materials, and then sent Anderson out of the station gate.

"Hong, there is a batch of high-quality, low-priced Japanese equipment, surplus products left over from the Japanese military factories. General MacArthur has ordered that they must be disposed of within a month."

"You take a look, if you need them, I'll bundle them all up for you."

Anderson leaned against the car, adjusted his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and said in a deep voice.

"Is it really cheap, or is it junk?" Hong Zhiyou asked.

"It's all good stuff."

"Tanks, mortars, submachine guns, helmets, and so on."

"If it weren't for the fact that General Randall is in a hurry to move the goods, this good thing wouldn't have fallen to you."

"Everything is half price."

Anderson made a gesture and said.

"Too expensive."

"Right now, the Central Army has your fine American-made weapons."

"People like Fu Zuoyi and Li Zongren are indeed short of weapons and medicine, but the Ministry of National Defense doesn't allocate funds to them. Even if they have the heart, they don't have the money, so it's useless."

"The only ones who are short of equipment and have money are the Red side."

"But no matter how capable your observation group is, bringing in medicine is fine, but you can't bring tanks and cannons inside."

"In the end, don't I still have to spend money to smash through the transportation lines?"

"Back and forth, you guys are the ones making money, and I'm just losing capital."

"Fifty percent, I really can't afford to dump it."

Hong Zhiyou smiled and refused.

He was speaking from the bottom of his heart.

He didn't make any money buying medicine, and if he just made noise dumping arms, who could stand that?

"How about this, if it really doesn't work, you dump it in Southeast Asia. There's turmoil there, and the separatist forces are fighting fiercely." Hong Zhiyou offered him a strategy.

"If I dump it there, there are too few people who can come up with gold and US dollars."

"If they exchange it for mineral resources, the arms company might be interested."

"But people like Fielson and General Randall only recognize cash. Besides, the quantity of this batch of arms is truly not small. In those tiny bird places, with just those few people fighting back and forth, how many bullets can they consume?"

"For large corps and large consumption, it still has to be you guys."

"You have to help move it; this is also the General's intention."

Anderson pulled him, looking eager.

General MacArthur had always been a man of his word. In order to cooperate with the Tokyo Trial and thoroughly sever the Japanese Nazi militarist fantasy, these military supplies had to be destroyed by the end of the month.

Randall was currently worried crazy.

If they couldn't dump it, wouldn't it just become molten iron?

This wasn't destroying equipment; it was destroying green US banknotes.

As soon as Hong Zhiyou saw his demeanor, he already had a count in his heart; the other party was in a hurry to find a buyer to offload it.

Then he had to handle it well.

"Anderson, fifty percent really can't be bought."

"You also know that the Nationalist government has your aid, so except for the Red side, no one is willing to spend money to buy military supplies now."

"If you are really in a hurry to sell..."

Before Hong Zhiyou finished speaking, Anderson interrupted him: "Hong, I'm not in a hurry to sell, it's just that you are my best brother, and I want to prioritize you. I just don't want to see you miss out on a huge fortune."

Heh heh, he really is my good brother.

Damn foreign devil.

"Forget it."

"Thinking it over, I still feel the risk is too great."

"For this kind of job that costs your head, you should find someone else."

"You know, I have a child now, so it's inevitable that I consider things more. We are brothers, you have to understand."

Hong Zhiyou shrugged, indicating he couldn't help.

He turned and walked toward the station.

Anderson took two quick steps: "Hong, Hong, OK, I can't out-act you. Let's not talk about business, let's just talk about helping a friend in need, okay?"

"You are the timely rain."

"You are my brother, my big brother!"

"If I can't complete the deal, I'll be thrown into the sea to feed the fish by that bunch of guys."

He followed by Hong Zhiyou's side, gesturing and chattering endlessly.

"Wouldn't it have been better if you had said that earlier?"

"We've been brothers for a long time. Back then, I even dared to dismantle landmines to save you. How could I not help you?"

Hong Zhiyou pointed him out intentionally or unintentionally.

Anderson was an expert on China.

There were advantages, and there were disadvantages.

The advantage was that he understood some human relationships.

The disadvantage was that he had become slick, especially under the current atmosphere of officialdom and business, making it inevitable that he would be blinded by greed and lose some of his former sincerity.

Hong Zhiyou had always followed the "one-nine" principle in making friends and doing business.

But he was afraid that Anderson wouldn't even want to give him that "one."

Therefore, occasional reminders were completely necessary.

"Yes."

"Hong, I will never forget that it was you who gave me a second life."

"How about this, you give a price, and I'll go talk to the General."

Anderson put away his mercenary smile, and his eyes became a bit more sincere.

"Ten percent!"

"I can only give ten percent at most!"

"If you can sell it, I'll take it all."

"If not..."

Hong Zhiyou spread his hands apologetically, without any room for negotiation.

"Ten percent!"

"Hong, you..." Anderson was speechless.

"Go talk about it."

"The Japanese stuff, selling it is profit."

"If you don't sell it, it's just a pile of scrap iron."

"Sell it early and earn early. Tell General Fielson that the number of people sharing this piece of the pie will only increase later."

"By then, I'm afraid even ten percent won't be sellable."

After Hong Zhiyou finished speaking, he ignored him and walked into the station.

"Hong..."

Anderson shook his head and got into the car, feeling depressed.

Back at the camp.

Anderson told Fielson about Hong Zhiyou's request.

"He wants to dump it to the Red side?" Fielson puffed on his cigar and frowned as he asked.

"He's right. Right now, only the Red side has money and is in urgent need of arms," Anderson said.

"Ten percent, give it to him!"

"Give him the guns and cannons, but only sell one-third of the shells and bullets."

Fielson pondered for a moment and said.

"General, I, I don't understand." Anderson was confused.

"Idiot!"

"What's the use of having guns and cannons without bullets?"

"When they finish fighting and are in urgent need of bullets, we'll raise the price of the bullets by three to five times. There's no other production place for this Japanese style."

"They will either hold the weapons as scrap iron or accept our conditions."

"Besides, bullets are easy to store and take up little space."

"Isn't Randall worried about it being hard to handle?"

"Give him the guns for money, and let him gift us the bullets. That way, we still earn the big share."

"Anderson, do you understand?"

Fielson poured a glass of red wine, shook it lightly, and smiled.

"General, your wisdom is like the sea. Your subordinate is convinced." Anderson offered up some flattery.

"Read more books when you have nothing to do."

"Doing business is the same as marching and fighting. You keep reading 'Water Margin'; that's a book for losers and isn't suitable for us high-and-mighty Americans."

"You need to read this."

Fielson pulled open a drawer and threw over a book.

Anderson took a look: "'The Art of War'?"

"That's right."

"This is the essence of their thousands of years of culture."

"Read it and understand it, and you'll find that things here will be easier to handle than before."

"Go talk to Hong. I'll wait for your good news."

Fielson pointed to his temple, picked up the arms list, and threw it to Anderson.

"Yes, General." Anderson accepted the order gladly and tucked the copy of 'The Art of War' into his pocket.

The next day.

Wu Jingzhong arrived at the station.

He summoned Hong, Li, and Yu immediately.

"The three of you, I've called you here for two things."

"The first thing is, how should we handle Sheng Xiang?"

"Li Ya, you were the one who arrested him and interrogated him, you speak first."

Wu Jingzhong sat in the middle of the sofa and pointed at Li Ya.

"Station Master."

"I still insist on my view from yesterday. Sheng Xiang keeping two sets of books is an internal matter of our station, so it doesn't need to be reported to headquarters."

"Why don't we just remove him from his post as Intelligence Division Chief?"

"Wasn't he originally the File Section Chief?"

"Let's just let him go back to the File Section."

Li Ya suggested.

"Zecheng, you are the Deputy Station Master, what is your opinion?" Wu Jingzhong asked.

"I heard that Captain Li is cleaning up the Intelligence Division, and even changed the office desks?"

"It seems he still wants to concurrently hold the post of Intelligence Division Chief."

"That's fine too. Sheng Xiang's hands aren't clean, and if we let him manage intelligence, we might really not be at ease."

"Then let's follow Captain Li's suggestion."

Yu Zecheng looked at Li Ya and said with a smile.

"Deputy Station Master Yu, look at what you're saying."

"I really don't want to hold it concurrently, it's just that this Intelligence Division is the eyes of our station. If I don't wipe them clean, I'm afraid I won't be able to see some dirty things clearly." Li Ya smiled without backing down.

"Alright."

"Since everyone is of this opinion, for the sake of Secretary-General Kuang, we won't hand him over to the headquarters inspection office for now. Deduct one year's salary, and he will remain in the File Room as internal staff."

Wu Jingzhong made the final decision.

"Station Master, then what is the second thing?" Yu Zecheng asked.

"The second thing is, Lu Qiaoshan is returning to Jinhai Station to serve as Intelligence Division Chief. The official appointment will come down in three days."

"Captain Li, you work hard."

"Clean up the office again."

Wu Jingzhong ordered.

"Station Master, you, what did you say?"

"Lu Qiaoshan is coming back to be Intelligence Division Chief?"

Li Ya couldn't believe his ears.

He had spent all his energy, was almost executed by Hu Zongnan, and had finally managed to trip Lu Qiaoshan up.

He didn't expect the man to storm back into the station directly?

Who is Lu Qiaoshan?

That's the old fox from the Nanchang Investigation Division.

With two recordings, there was a blood feud between them. Now that he's storming back, wouldn't there be blood at every turn?

"That's right."

"Not only is he coming back to serve as Intelligence Division Chief."

"He's also concurrently serving as the Garrison Command Inspection Division Chief, holding two posts at once."

"The power is so great, it's rare within the intelligence system."

Wu Jingzhong sighed, looking like someone worried about the sky falling.

"Zecheng, you go ahead and book a private room at the hotel, and when the time comes, hold a welcome banquet for Lu Qiaoshan." He ordered again.

Holding two posts at once!

Li Ya suddenly felt a dull pain in his chest and tightly pursed his lips:

"Even a petty person like Lu Qiaoshan who bites the hand that feeds him can be so heavily used."

"I deeply worry about the future of the Party and the nation!"

(End of chapter)