Chapter 269: Old Lu Has Made It Big

"Captain Li, please."

Hong Zhiyou was cold as frost; with a wave of his hand, two headquarters agents immediately stepped forward to help Li Ya downstairs and into a car.

They returned to the station.

Hong Zhiyou had Li Ya change his clothes and brought him to the office to wait.

"Zhiyou, am, am I finished this time?" Li Ya's voice trembled slightly.

"Captain Li."

"Are we friends?" Hong Zhiyou asked.

"Yes."

"You know, there are very few people I can see eye-to-eye with."

"In my heart, you are my only friend."

Li Ya said.

"Good."

"Since we are friends, you must listen to me."

"Originally, Jiang Jianfeng wanted to secretly dispose of you and Mao Wanli."

"But the Station Chief has been speaking well of you to the Lady and Jiang Jianfeng these past two days; considering your past merits, Jiang Jianfeng is also inclined to let you off the hook."

"I won't say any more than that."

"How you answer is up to you."

Hong Zhiyou still felt that less was more.

He did not care about owing favors.

But the favor earned from Li Ya in this matter had to be fully secured; this was part of his duty as a secretary.

"Don't do this."

"I won't hide it from you."

"I was poisoned by that son of a bitch Mao Wanli; my brain has been fried for a while now, and I'm still dizzy."

"If I misinterpret the intent, wouldn't I be throwing my life away?"

Li Ya said with a depressed look.

"Fine."

"When you go in, first firmly admit that you had a plan to assassinate Lin Tai."

"You originally intended to use Mao Wanli's cover to strike after him."

"Who would have expected..."

"That is the general idea."

"Jiang Jianfeng wants your attitude, do you understand what I mean?"

Hong Zhiyou tapped his chest and said.

"I understand." Li Ya nodded.

"Li Ya, Comrade Jiang Jianfeng wants to see you." An officer soon came to pass the message.

"Understood."

Li Ya walked in with a dejected expression.

Half an hour later, he walked out with red-rimmed eyes.

"How was it?" Hong Zhiyou asked.

"Comrade Jiang Jianfeng told me to reflect on myself properly." Li Ya said in a low voice.

"There is still a chance for reflection."

"It seems you've passed this hurdle."

"It's my turn to go in."

Hong Zhiyou smiled and walked inside.

Jiang Jianfeng was drinking tea with Wu Jingzhong; judging by their laughing and chatting expressions, the resolution of this matter was basically clear.

"Comrade Jiang Jianfeng, Station Chief!"

Hong Zhiyou stepped forward and gave Jiang Jianfeng a military salute, addressing him as "Comrade."

This instantly made Jiang Jianfeng feel favorable toward him, and he asked with a smile:

"Greetings, Comrade."

"Those with the same ideals and path are all the soul of the Party and State."

"Secretary Hong, how is the preparation for Fu Zuoyi's military pay coming along?"

"The Americans have already started speculating on that stock; the current growth is very high, and it is expected to reach its peak within three days, at which point we can consider cashing out."

"It should be no less than two hundred thousand US dollars."

Hong Zhiyou replied.

"This tactic of yours is not very honorable."

"But in wartime, special measures are needed for special situations; it is a method nonetheless."

"It just so happens to let those wealthy people in the country see that the American trend is not something one can follow so easily."

"In recent years, the Americans have been trying every way to scrape away our gold and silver; the rich are racking their brains to squeeze abroad, and the people's hard-earned money and the foundation left by our ancestors are being scraped away bit by bit."

"Alas, our country is poor and weak."

"And we cannot do without American aid, so we can only let others hold us by the throat and live at their mercy."

"It is truly pathetic."

Jiang Jianfeng sighed with emotion.

"So, the superiors know everything." Hong Zhiyou said softly.

"Presumptuous, do not be rude." Wu Jingzhong frowned and scolded lightly.

"It is fine."

"Our generation is in its time; although we cannot scrape the bone to remove the poison right now, having this heart is good."

"Once the banditry is pacified, the first thing to deal with in the future will be these capital-flight opportunists, to sustain the life of the national economy."

Jiang Jianfeng pointed his finger at the ceiling, speaking with awe-inspiring dominance.

Hong Zhiyou remained solemn and silent.

If you want to sustain life, you should handle Shanghai first.

"Secretary Hong."

"The Generalissimo is overseeing the battle in Shenyang; I know you can speak with the American military and the Lady."

"This matter must be brought to a close as soon as possible."

"The Jinhai matter, the Jinhai resolution!"

"Take a moment now to go see the Lady."

"If the Lady can relent, Station Chief Wu and I will host a banquet to celebrate your success!"

Jiang Jianfeng said.

"Yes, this subordinate obeys." Hong Zhiyou respectfully accepted the order.

Just as he walked out of the reception room.

Before he even left the station, Mao Renfeng was already waiting in the corridor.

"Secretary Hong." He called Hong Zhiyou to the side.

"Director Mao, do you have any instructions?" Hong Zhiyou asked.

"Zhiyou."

"Mao Sen has praised you to me many times; I even had the thought of transferring you to headquarters to work with me, but unfortunately, Station Chief Wu wouldn't let you go, which made us miss our chance."

"Coming to Jinhai this time, being able to chat with you for a few moments has fulfilled a wish I've held for a long time."

Mao Renfeng's tone was friendly, like a wise elder thirsty for talent.

"Director Mao, this subordinate is flattered."

"You are my superior."

"If you have any orders, this subordinate will go through fire and water without hesitation."

Hong Zhiyou said with trepidation.

"Hmm."

"You and I are truly of one mind."

"You also know that Wanli is my sixth younger brother; this time when you see the Lady, be sure to put in a good word for him."

"He did not participate in the assassination of Lin Tai in the past."

"He has also made many contributions."

"I ask for nothing else, but I hope that with your golden words, you can save his life; I would be eternally grateful."

Mao Renfeng gently patted his hand and said with a smile.

"Director, I dare not, I dare not."

"You are an elder and a superior."

"Even if you gave this subordinate a hundred guts, I would never dare to address you as a brother."

Hong Zhiyou hurriedly pulled his hand away and bowed deeply.

"Good, good!"

"Then I will leave this matter to you, Secretary Hong!" Mao Renfeng said.

"Yes, your subordinate will certainly do his utmost."

Hong Zhiyou received the order and left.

Once he had left, Mao Renfeng took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, tossed it into a trash can nearby, and walked toward the station with a cold snort.

……

Hong Zhiyou drove to the hotel.

The Lady was taking her afternoon nap.

He waited in the lounge outside for about an hour.

Zhang Jing passed on the word for him to go in.

"Attendant Zhang, you go out first; I want to have a private chat with Secretary Hong," Lady Jiang said.

After Zhang Jing walked out, the Lady got straight to the point: "What did Jianfeng say?"

"Jianfeng wants to discipline Li Ya internally; Mao Wanli's problem might be more serious and must be left to the Generalissimo to decide," Hong Zhiyou answered truthfully.

"With this trip to Jinhai, I believe the Generalissimo and Jianfeng will abandon the idea of assassinating Mr. Lin Tai; after all, your attitude, Lady, has already been clear enough.

"Whether out of personal sentiment or political considerations.

"You can set your mind at ease."

He continued.

"Yes.

"The Generalissimo and Jianfeng are the face of the Party and State, so let this matter end here.

"As for Mao Wanli, I will keep an eye on him; consider it as returning this favor to you."

Lady Jiang knew well that the Generalissimo had a difficult task, so she decided to stop while ahead.

"Many thanks for your consideration, Lady!" Hong Zhiyou bowed to express his thanks.

"Very well, tell Jianfeng that I am returning to Jingling first to await his report on the handling of this.

"You must hasten with your duties.

"As long as the country is not unified for a single day, there can be no peace under heaven.

"This cannot rely solely on the wisdom and strength of the Generalissimo alone; those above and below must work together with one heart."

The Lady said with her phoenix eyes full of expectation.

"Your subordinate acknowledges the order," Hong Zhiyou said.

"Go and report back," the Lady said.

……

Returning to the Jinhai station.

Hong Zhiyou immediately reported back to Jianfeng.

Upon hearing this, Jianfeng was overjoyed; he was a man of his word and immediately opened wine to toast together.

"How should these two be handled?"

Mao Renfeng asked while holding his wine glass.

"In my view, Li Ya was only an accomplice, and since the Lady and Lin Tai are fortunately unharmed, reduce his rank by one level and give him a warning at the station.

"As for Mao Wanli, first relieve him of all duties.

"When Dai Li was still here, didn't he intend to send him abroad for further studies?

"It just so happens that North American intelligence technology is constantly evolving, and their intelligence thinking and strategy are already far ahead of ours; I think it would be better to take this opportunity to let Mao Wanli go to North America for further studies.

"It will also save him from hanging around Jingling and being an eyesore to the Lady."

Jianfeng said after a moment of contemplation.

"Excellent.

"Your subordinate thanks the superior for his great kindness on behalf of my younger brother."

Mao Renfeng hurriedly bowed to thank Jianfeng.

"Director Mao, there is no need for such formalities.

"You are all working for the Party and State, and how could I not know of Director Mao's loyalty?

"Let it be settled this way.

"Having been in Jinhai for so many days, it is time for me to return.

"There are many people in Jingling who are not behaving, and Father is far away in the Northeast; the Party and State need us to guard the universe."

Jianfeng said with a laugh and a sigh.

"Yes!" Everyone replied in unison.

……

In the afternoon, Wu Jingzhong, Hong Zhiyou, and others went to the airport in person to see off Jianfeng and Mao Renfeng.

Back at the station.

Wu Jingzhong leaned back on the sofa and said with a tired smile: "Sigh, this matter has finally been resolved satisfactorily; I can finally go home and hold my child for a while."

"Teacher, I don't think San Mao will dare to have designs on Jinhai again for a short time.

"However, Director Mao is not a generous person; I fear there will be no lack of trouble for us in the future."

Hong Zhiyou brought over the sliced fruit and placed it on the coffee table.

Wu Jingzhong sneered: "He is just short-sighted.

"Let him fight for it; at most three more years, and I will go to Xiangdao to retire.

"Who would still want to fight back and forth with him?

"Besides, Jianfeng will only rise higher and higher; that Mao Renfeng only knows how to play little tricks, he doesn't have the ability to finish me off."

"With those words from you, Teacher, I am relieved," Hong Zhiyou said.

"Have you thought of a name for the child?

"Your father has been at it for so many days, how is it coming along?"

Wu Jingzhong was still quite open-minded.

"Him, he spends all day at the casino, how would he have time to pick a name?

"Teacher, you should pick it instead."

Hong Zhiyou said.

He had never had any good feelings for that "cheap father," so naturally, there was no talk of any closeness.

"Hmm, for the nickname, let's follow what Ruirui picked and call her Doudou.

"How about the formal name Hong Jinfeng?

"Glistening with gold, a little phoenix with plenty of money."

Wu Jingzhong said the name he had been pondering for many days.

Fortunately, it was Phoenix, not Treasure.

However, could it not be related to gold or money?

"Teacher, you have the final say," Hong Zhiyou said with a beaming smile, looking very satisfied.

"Jinfeng, Jinfeng.

"Just hearing it sounds like money."

Wu Jingzhong was delighted.

Arriving home.

Wu Jingzhong took the baby, and as soon as he announced the name, Wu Ruirui pulled a long face and snatched the child away: "Dad, can you stop picking names blindly? What is Jinfeng?

"Is it not tacky enough?

"You are a dignified general, can't you pick a more elegant name?

"Forget it, you two stop pondering blindly.

"Call her Hong Lele.

"Just being happy and joyful is enough."

Ruirui scolded old Wu a bit and made the decision on the spot.

Wu Jingzhong curled his lips, one hundred percent unwilling: "What do you know? How can you be happy without money?"

"Teacher, our family isn't short of money anymore; if we have money, let's just be happy in secret. Jinfeng is too flashy and easy to make people jealous," Hong Zhiyou said with a smile.

"Fine.

"Call her whatever you want, I'm going to take a nap."

Wu Jingzhong was deprived of his naming rights and walked into the inner room with a very unhappy, straight face.

"Zhiyou.

"Don't pay him any mind; the older he gets, the more stubborn he becomes. Don't spoil him."

Mei Qiuju was afraid Hong Zhiyou would be uneasy, so she smiled from the side.

"Thank you, Mom," Hong Zhiyou nodded and said.

……

The end of the year was approaching.

Hong Zhiyou was entrusted with the heavy responsibility of raising U. . dollars.

The Jinhai Station also ushered in a brief period of peace.

Hong Zhiyou and Wu Jingzhong would go home early every day after work to hold their children and enjoy the happiness of a family reunion.

New Year's Eve.

Hong Zhiyou and Wu Rui returned to the small courtyard holding their child.

Wu Jingzhong was a man with human sentiments.

He left the most important day of the year to the Hong family.

Wu Rui also had a very good sense of being a daughter-in-law.

Although she did not change how she addressed them, she called them "Uncle" and "Aunt" very sweetly, which made Hong Zhiyou's parents very happy.

"Lele, call her Aunt."

"Do you like the gift?"

Hong Xiaohui shook a rattle to tease the baby.

"Xiaohui, come out."

Hong Zhiyou called her into the courtyard.

"Xiaohui, do you know my identity?" he asked.

"I know."

"You and your sister-in-law's family are all agents of the Secret Service Bureau."

"Uncle Wu is also a high official, the most powerful person in Jinhai."

Hong Xiaohui raised her eyebrows, stole a glance at him, and whispered.

"Knowing that, you still get so close to that Guo Youliang."

"Last time in the interrogation room, you also saw that the Secret Service Bureau is no charity; that place eats human blood and demands human lives," Hong Zhiyou said.

"Brother, I know."

"But I am not afraid," Hong Xiaohui said.

"Xiaohui, a person only has one life; can't you just enjoy your blessings and stop causing trouble?"

"The tragic cases of Li Gongpu and Wen Yiduo a few months ago are still fresh in my memory."

"The Secret Service Bureau won't care if you are a scholar or a student."

"They will open fire."

"Yes, your brother has some ability in Jinhai, but it doesn't mean I can protect you."

Hong Zhiyou had rarely seen her recently and could only fulfill his duty as an older brother.

"Brother."

"Life is not just about eating and drinking."

"Even if Li and Wen have fallen, there will still be thousands upon thousands of people who will continue to fight."

"It's the New Year, don't lecture me as soon as you get back."

"Don't worry, even if something happens, I won't cause you any trouble."

She bit her lip, her gaze incomparably firm.

Yu Zecheng, who had just walked out the door with his coat draped over his shoulders, saw the siblings arguing again and was so frightened that he hurriedly shrugged innocently at Hong Zhiyou and retreated back into his room.

"Fine, no arguing today."

"Then promise your brother, don't go out to demonstrate recently, okay?"

"In a while, a high-ranking inspector surnamed Lu might come to Jinhai."

"I know this man; he is ruthless, especially having a special prejudice and hatred toward students. The Station Master might tolerate you shouting slogans, but he might not."

"He will... kill people."

Hong Zhiyou took a slight breath and reached out to gently stroke her hair.

He had received news.

In January, Zheng Jiemin officially took office as Vice Minister of National Defense and Director of the Second Department.

Lu Qiaoshan was promoted as well.

He was appointed as Deputy Director of the Sixth Division of the Second Department and Chief of the Intelligence Section.

Given Lu Qiaoshan's temperament.

Since he had already declared that he would go after the Station Master and Li Ya, he would definitely kill his way back to Jinhai.

This was a murderous demon.

"I'm not afraid," Hong Xiaohui bit her lip stubbornly.

"Fine, good luck to you."

"I still have to go to the City Defense Bureau for a meeting, I'm leaving."

Hong Zhiyou gently patted the snowflakes that had fallen on her hair.

"Brother, wait."

Hong Xiaohui returned to the room, took her hat, and carried a scarf that didn't look very well-made in her hand.

"I knitted this scarf in my spare time; the stitches are a bit messy, but it's a token of my heart."

"It's for you."

Hong Xiaohui stood on her tiptoes and tied it around his neck.

"Thanks."

Hong Zhiyou smiled and turned to leave.

Just as he reached the door, he heard Xiaohui call out:

"Brother, thank you!"

Hong Zhiyou did not look back; as he turned the corner, he shook his head slightly and sighed softly.

Xiaohui had already been reported to headquarters.

He was not too worried about her "red" leanings right now.

He simply did not want this vibrant life to be sacrificed in vain.

Jingling.

Lu Qiaoshan sat on a leather sofa, carefully reading through the files. When he flipped to the family file submitted by the Secret Service Bureau and saw that Hong Xiaohui was suspected of being a communist, a cold sneer couldn't help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

Hong Xiaohui?

Little red brat!

Don't fall into my hands, or I'll deal with you once and for all.

He casually put the materials into a file bag and handed it to the secretary beside him:

"These people need to be monitored closely."

"Regarding the Li and Wen incident in July, public opinion is very unfavorable to us, especially since the Secret Service Bureau in various places let students take to the streets to demonstrate; the Generalissimo is very dissatisfied with this."

"Jinhai has many universities and many foreigners, and it has always been a hotspot for student unrest."

"Mao Renfeng doesn't care, and Wu Jingzhong doesn't care, but the Second Department must strictly rectify it."

"You help me go over it; if there are no problems, I want to present it to Vice Minister Zheng in person."

"Yes, Director Lu." The subordinate took the order, looked it over, and flattered him quite a bit.

After a pause, he whispered another report:

"Director Lu, that person named Sheng Xiang outside has been waiting for a long time; do you want to see him?"

"Let him wait for now." Lu Qiaoshan didn't even lift his head; he closed his fountain pen, tucked it into his pocket, and stood up.

After coming to Jingling.

Lu Qiaoshan was, after all, a man under a cloud of suspicion, and for a long time, he was frustrated and unable to reach the core departments of the Second Department, failing to get any useful intelligence.

No intelligence meant no benefits.

His relationship with Sheng Xiang naturally grew distant, and they had almost lost contact.

But right now.

He was already a Deputy Director and Chief of the Intelligence Section, and he had plenty of solid information in his hands.

Clearly, that dog Sheng Xiang had smelled the scent and come to beg for "bones" to eat.

"Brother Shan."

Seeing Lu Qiaoshan walk out, Sheng Xiang, who was sitting in the hallway, hurriedly stood up and greeted him.

Lu Qiaoshan didn't even look at him directly; he took the thick cloak handed over by his secretary, shook it out, put it on, and stepped coldly and arrogantly down the stairs in his polished leather shoes.

"Brother Shan, Brother Shan."

Sheng Xiang chased after him, but Lu Qiaoshan had already gotten into his car and left.

Lu Qiaoshan had no time to deal with Sheng Xiang right now.

He had been waiting for an opportunity to return to Jinhai.

But it was not convenient to say it explicitly.

After all, Zheng Jiemin had given him a high position and a generous salary, so he was now considered a person of some status.

But the more this was the case, the more he wanted to return to Jinhai to show off his prestige.

Especially to shake his authority in front of Li Ya and Wu Jingzhong.

A Buddha fights for a stick of incense, a person fights for a breath of Qi.

If he does not vent this breath of Qi, he will find it hard to be at peace for the rest of his life.

This time, the Anti-Academic League is a good opportunity.

……

(End of chapter)