Chapter 47 Hangcheng Maosen
Chapter 47 Hangcheng Maosen
"Webmaster, I, I failed in my duty." Yu Zecheng looked panicked and bowed his head to admit his mistake.
"Bad, stupid!
"Take your head out of your heels and think about how to die more easily."
Wu Jingzhong cursed him angrily.
Hong Zhiyou was stunned watching from the side.
Wu Jingzhong seldom curses.
Even if I curse someone, at most I would say something like "stupid" or "clumsy".
Especially when talking to himself and Lao Yu, he rarely uses swear words.
Such harsh words are absolutely rare.
Old Yu is in big trouble!
Hong Zhiyou looked at Yu Zecheng. His face was pale and his eyes were unusually flustered.
"Stationmaster, what's going on?"
Hong Zhiyou knew that Wu Jingzhong had asked him to come not just to watch a show.
"Does Mr. Xiangdao Zhuang know who he is?" Wu Jingzhong asked.
"who?
"The person who can make you so angry can't be the chairman's people." Hong Zhiyou smiled to ease the tense atmosphere.
"If it was the chairman's people, I wouldn't be afraid.
“He is Mao Sen’s man!
"He came to Jinhai specifically to dump things, and now he has died in our Jinhai.
"Tell me, how should I explain this to Mao Sen?"
Wu Jingzhong slammed the table, looking distressed.
Mao Sen!
Chief of the Military Control Commission’s Hangzhou Station.
He is cruel and vicious, and is a notorious villain.
This person is also Mao Renfeng's nephew and confidant, and Boss Dai's personal thug and favorite.
It’s really a headache.
"Director Yu, aren't you arresting people and seizing goods?
"Why did you beat him to death?"
Hong Zhiyou asked, holding his forehead.
“He opened fire while we were on the way to arrest him.
"Killed in the crossfire."
Yu Zecheng explained sadly.
shot?
Hong Zhi understood.
Now that the liberation has begun, officers at all levels of the Military Control Station, such as Ma Hansan and his ilk, are frantically plundering and extorting the property of the Party and the country. Boss Dai intends to deal with a number of them in order to correct his family tradition.
Mao Sen made a fortune in Shanghai.
Dai Li was already dissatisfied with him.
Wu Jingzhong is Boss Dai’s confidant, not Mao Renfeng’s man.
If Mr. Zhuang falls into his hands, it will be extremely disadvantageous to Ermao.
That's why Mr. Zhuang fought to the death.
"Stationmaster, what does Director Mao mean?" Hong Zhiyou asked.
"What can Mao Renfeng do to me?"
Wu Jingzhong slammed the table in anger, then propped up the desk with both hands and said in a deep voice:
"Boss Dai is now obsessed with becoming a naval commander.
“If the Military Control Commission changes its leadership, Mao Renfeng will most likely become the leader.
"People died in my hands. It's troublesome."
Yu Zecheng lowered his head and whispered, "It's all my fault. I didn't check this person's background beforehand."
"What's the point of saying this, you have to come up with a solution.
"I just received news that Mao Sen's special envoy is on his way to Jinhai by military plane and will arrive in an hour. Tell us about it, both of you." Wu Jingzhong frowned.
He just wanted to make money safely in Jinhai.
I really don't want to offend all kinds of evil spirits.
Yu Zecheng remained silent.
"Webmaster, why don't we return the things to Mao Sen?" Hong Zhi suggested.
“Hey, I saw it.
“That Mr. Zhuang collected only good things.
"You say Mao Sen, Mao Renfeng and their ilk are roughnecks who only like to fight and kill, how can they understand the art of collecting?
"If these things are wasted in their hands, they will be struck by lightning!"
Wu Jingzhong curled his lips and clapped his hands and sighed.
Hong Zhiyou understood.
Wu Jingzhong has set his eyes on these treasures.
If we don't let him go, Ermao will have a hard time explaining himself.
Letting him go would undoubtedly be like cutting off a piece of flesh and blood, which would be more painful than losing one's life.
Damn old rich man.
"Has Mr. Zhuang reported to Mao Sen?" Hong Zhiyou receives the emperor's salary, but he also has to share the emperor's worries.
"Only God knows." Wu Jingzhong sighed with his hands behind his back.
“Stationmaster.
"Anyone who can come out to do the job is a sly old fox.
"Most of them have the idea of keeping it to themselves. Students analyzed that Mr. Zhuang may not have reported it.
"Instead, I'll wait until I get to Hangzhou to present it in person.
"One is to take credit, and the other is to hide some private information.
"If it hadn't been reported, this would have been a big deal."
Yu Zecheng raised his head and analyzed.
Hong Zhiyou turned his head away in embarrassment.
Damn, why do I feel like Lao Yu is pointing at me?
“What Director Yu said makes sense.
"The teacher picked out the things he liked and reluctantly gave up a few inferior items to compensate Station Master Mao.
"He allowed his subordinates to trade with traitors, and he has already been accused of this. Even if Mao Renfeng came, he would not be able to find fault with him.
"On the contrary, Zhuang Cheng was shot dead on the spot. "He may even have to thank you, teacher."
Hong Zhiyou nodded quickly and helped Lao Yu carry the sedan chair.
Wu Jingzhong's eyes lit up, and he pointed at Hong Zhiyou and said, "Well said, it's you.
"Go talk to the envoy!"
"Webmaster, I'm afraid the negotiations will fail." Hong Zhi gave a mercenary smile.
“If I remember correctly, you were in the Southeast Special Training Class, and Mao Sen was once the Southeast Commander of the Sino-US Cooperation Office.
"Isn't it he who personally issued your graduation certificates?
“You’re an honors student.
"Don't tell me, I've never seen Mao Sen."
Wu Jingzhong pointed and laughed.
"Stationmaster Mao gave the students some encouragement.
"I'm afraid he has long forgotten who I am." Hong Zhiyou smiled bitterly.
“According to the rules, Mao Sen is your teacher.
“You can handle favors like this, the special envoy will be here soon, you can talk to him first.
“Zhecheng, there are a lot of things in the Yamato Maru.
"Pick out a few valuable items for future use."
Wu Jingzhong felt much more relaxed.
"Zhiyou, remember to cheat a little. If you don't report it, turn around and act accordingly.
"If you have any reports, I will return them together."
After a pause, he gave further cautious instructions.
"I understand, Webmaster." Hong Zhi nodded.
Out of the office.
The two walked side by side in the corridor, and Yu Zecheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead:
"Secretary Hong, I've ruined my craft this time. I might even lose my head."
"Not really. You are a major, and Boss Dai has even treated you to a simple meal. Mao Renfeng and Mao Sen wouldn't dare to touch you," said Hong Zhiyou.
"Brother, this batch of stuff is Mao Sen's personal property, so it's easy to deal with.
"What if it's for Boss Dai?"
Yu Zecheng's face straightened, and he said anxiously:
"Don't you know who Boss Dai is?
"The power of God is unpredictable. He can change his attitude faster than turning the pages of a book. He can kill people with just a flick of his finger.
"Ma Hansan, the station chief in Peking, has more experience than our station chief, and he is a great man who has been through thick and thin with Dai Li.
“There’s a rumor out there that Boss Dai is going to get rid of Station Master Ma.
"I am just a small person, you can't just kill me.
"Special Envoy, you must make sure of this."
Looking at Lao Yu's eyes, Hong Zhiyou knew that he was really scared.
Lao Yu has always been suspicious and cautious.
He may not be afraid of dying heroically.
But no one would be willing to fail to live up to Mr. Ke's high expectations and die in such an unclear way.
"Old Yu, I understand.
“We are friends.
"Don't worry, if the fraud is reported or given to Boss Dai, I will immediately ask the stationmaster to return the full amount.
"You've handed over your stuff, but a small fry died. At most you'll be demoted one level."
Hong Zhiyou knew what he was worried about.
"Well, my life depends on you.
"Thank you, Zhiyou. If you can survive this disaster, I will repay you in the future."
Yu Zecheng held Hong Zhiyou with both hands, expressing his great gratitude.
“Old Yu.
"Look at what you said, it's just like the traitors out there asking me to do something for them, it's meaningless.
"We are the webmaster's right-hand men and it's comfortable to work with you.
"Your business is my business."
Hong Zhiyou patted him and laughed softly.
"Yes, yes!
"rely on you."
Yu Zecheng nodded without saying much.
"Okay, go to the warehouse and pick out the things first, and I'll go get ready."
Hong Zhiyou smiled and said something to comfort him, then went to the meeting room.
meeting room.
An old acquaintance was already waiting there.
Zhang Ting'e, the mayor of Jinhai.
Old Wu is indeed as steady as a turtle.
Zhang Ting'e was an old man in the municipal government and was acquainted with many important officials in Jingling Prefecture, so he must have been able to have a say.
This is because they are afraid of a quarrel, so they are looking for someone to calm the situation.
One o'clock.
The special envoy, escorted by several secret agents, arrived at Jinhai Station angrily.
"Secretary Hong, Mayor Zhou from Hangzhou has arrived."
Someone immediately called to report.
"I know. I'll go pick him up right away." Hong Zhiyou hung up the phone.
The person who came was Zhou Xiangxian.
This is a bit interesting.
……
(End of this chapter)