Chapter 341 Meeting Zuo Lan Again
Chapter 341 Meeting Zuo Lan Again
"Director!" Hong Zhiyou walked in.
“Zhiyou, you don’t look well.
"It seems that the Grand Hotel is not easy to build." Jianfeng laughed out loud.
“Don’t hide it, Director.
"It's really not easy to build. Miss Kong and I have to solicit sponsorship and raise funds every day. But it's going smoothly and we have raised more than 500,000 US dollars." Hong Zhiyou reported.
"Well, the Grand Hotel is related to our diplomatic reputation, you should follow the Second Miss and do a good job.
“There are no outsiders today.
"Just like in Shanghai, let's talk about our true feelings.
"In addition to catching spies on the island, there is still a life-and-death matter that needs to be resolved urgently. I hope you can help me." Jianfeng said.
"Please speak, Director." Hong Zhiyou said respectfully.
"Yu Hanmou's million-strong army is currently deployed in the Shaoguan area, but I'm afraid it will be difficult to resist the Red Bandits.
“There are many fleeing soldiers and civilians on the island now.
“Once eastern Guangdong is lost, I’m afraid there will be more in the future.
“At present, American aid is insufficient. Although the land distribution movement initiated by Chen Cheng was well carried out, it was not thorough enough, and grain production is far from being self-sufficient.
"The military and civilians are facing increasing food shortages.
“In order to maintain the New Taiwan Dollar, my father allowed the New Taiwan Dollar to be exchanged for gold.
"In the past few months alone, the amount of gold lost or lost overseas has reached 700,000 taels.
"The key is that there is a food shortage in the market and prices are soaring. Some lawless elements are taking advantage of this opportunity to collect Taiwan dollars and exchange them for gold. If this continues, the new dollar will become the second gold yuan.
"Having seen the failure in Shanghai, we will never allow another failure in Wanbei.
"Come and give me some advice."
Jianfeng said worriedly.
"director.
“The core of economic stability lies in the performance of materials and currency.
“The most urgent thing now is to crack down on hoarding and speculation in the market.
“Second, we must rapidly deepen land reform so that those who till the land own the land.
“Third, we must strive for U.S. aid and use it to exchange for food from all over the world, and make use of high-quality deep-water ports in places like Keelung.
“Of course, in addition to foreign trade, we must strictly control the outflow of gold to Europe, the United States and other places.
“Even when buying food, try to use US dollars.
“Because if you lose dollars, you can earn them again and lend them again, but the gold has flowed into the underground vault in New York, and it is almost impossible to get them to spit it out.
“After all, U.S. dollars can be printed at any time, but gold is not so easy to mine.
"If we keep the gold, the currency will have confidence, and ordinary people will feel at ease when they hold their money."
Hong Zhi has the Tao.
He was really worried that the gold would flow to Europe and the United States. After all, these were the gold that the Chiang father and son had plundered from the mainland, and every gram of it was the blood and sweat of the common people.
“I will advise my father to stop the convertibility of the new currency into gold.
“Also, I have secretly ordered you to set up a market supervision team. You can ask Ye Xiufeng for the personnel. I have already informed the Internal Investigation Bureau.
“Once we find out, anyone who dares to participate in hoarding and speculation on commodity prices in the black market will be arrested,” Jianfeng said.
“However, even if we take all the grain from these local merchants, it still won’t be enough.
“There still needs to be a stable and smooth flow of foreign food into the island.
“Don’t you have a fleet in Xiangdao?
"Can we merge with the Steamship Bureau and start shipping?"
He suggested with a half-smile.
Damn, this is not just picking pockets, it's killing you.
"Director, I do think so.
“It is just the relocation of the shipyard that requires shareholders’ approval.
"The key is that the ships over there are flying the British flag, which makes it convenient for customs clearance, purchasing, and dealing with pirates along the way.
“Moreover, Hong Kong Island is the center of material circulation.
“After purchasing supplies there, they can be shipped directly to the island, and some unnecessary taxes can be avoided.”
Hong Zhiyou patiently explained to this whimsical "prince".
"As long as I can get the right to purchase food, I can act as a transporter and go directly to North America to purchase and load it, instead of having to rely on American ships all the time."
he continued.
"Well, that makes sense.
"How about this, I'll think about this matter again, you go and prepare the investigation team first, and then try to contact your old friends in the US military.
"Let's solve the food aid problem first."
Jianfeng frowned slightly.
"Yes.
"Director, I have a small request, I hope you can approve it." Hong Zhiyou said.
"Go ahead." Jianfeng's tone became a little colder.
"Stationmaster Qiao Jiacai is being held in prison by Mao Renfeng. His family still has no idea whether he is alive or dead. They asked me to visit him. Please approve it." Hong Zhiyou said.
"Since it was Mao Renfeng who detained him, you can go find him." Jianfeng said without raising his head.
"Yes."
Hong Zhiyou bowed and walked out.
Perhaps he felt it was too ruthless, Jianfeng shouted again:
"It's better to go and take a look. I'll call Director Mao."
"Thank you, director."
Hong Zhiyou turned around to thank him and walked away quickly.
When he went out, he was sweating all over.
It is true that living with the king is like living with a tiger.
No matter how loyal a minister is in Shanghai, if something doesn't go his way, he will be left out in the cold.
Fortunately, I am still useful and have the capital to bargain with him.
Otherwise, you will be abandoned and killed in minutes.
Can't stay in this place any longer.
We have to find a way to escape as soon as possible.
……
Hong Zhiyou arrived at the military prison on Zhongxiao East Road.
"Secretary Hong?"
As soon as I arrived at the door, I happened to meet an acquaintance.
"Director Long." Hong Zhiyou stepped forward happily and shook hands.
The visitor was none other than Long Tao, the former director of the Shanghai Inspection Office.
"Are you transferred here?" Hong Zhiyou asked.
"Yes.
“Comrade Meng Jianfeng promoted me and I am now the prison warden.
"Why, looking for someone?"
Long Tao still admires this old friend with whom he had fought side by side, and has some affection for him.
"I want to meet Stationmaster Qiao in Peking." Hong Zhiyou said.
“This may be a bit difficult.
"Director Mao has issued a strict order that no one outside is allowed to contact Stationmaster Qiao. He has been locked up in a dark cell."
Long Tao said in a low voice, and then he smiled:
"But who makes us friends?
"I'll take you to see him, but you have to do it as soon as possible."
"Okay, thanks." Hong Zhiyou said.
When he arrived at the prison, he saw Stationmaster Qiao whom he had not seen for a long time.
Hong Zhiyou simply conveyed a few words and left without further greeting.
"Stationmaster Qiao wants some paper and pen to pass the time. Also, please try to change the lights in the corridor to brighter ones." When they arrived at the door, Hong Zhiyou gave instructions.
"These are all small matters, no problem." Long Tao agreed readily.
“Where do you live?
"There is a batch of rice that has not been distributed at the station. I will send some to your home later." Hong Zhiyou said.
"That's embarrassing. I didn't help at all." Long Tao said with a smile.
"Old Dragon, let's not be polite with each other."
After asking for the address, Hong Zhiyou drove away.
……
Arrived at the station.
Hong Zhiyou went to the Intelligence Department and took a look, but Lao Yu was not there.
"Teacher, I checked and found that Stationmaster Qiao is still alive." Hong Zhiyou reported.
"Ok.
"Yu Zecheng was transferred by Mao Renfeng to the interrogation room at the headquarters to participate in the interrogation of Zhong Yun.
"It's good now, I have to endure it under their noses every day.
"This life is full of fear and anxiety. It's not a life for human beings."
Wu Jingzhong frowned unhappily.
“Teacher, the island is in urgent need of food. I have asked someone to contact General Kirk. Although he has retired, he has great influence in North America and the military.
“Now that military aid has been almost cut off, Truman has publicly stated that he will not fire a single shot at Chiang.
“Kirk expressed his willingness to serve as an envoy to mediate relations on the island.
“The specific itinerary may have to wait until next year.
"As long as he can convince the chairman to let me cooperate with the transportation as a grain comprador, we will have a chance to return to Hong Kong." Hong Zhiyou said.
"Well, as soon as possible." Wu Jingzhong said.
……
the following few days.
It was simply torture for Yu Zecheng.
He was called over by Gu Zhengwen every day to participate in the interrogation of Zhong Yun.
Three days and three nights in a row.
Zhong Yun was tortured by the secret agents until he was nearly dead, but he remained steadfast and refused to utter a single word.
In the interrogation room, Gu Zhengwen looked at Zhong Yun, who was covered in blood, threw away the whip, and returned to his seat.
"Old Yu, you go and try it." Gu Zhengwen said.
"Team Leader Gu, forget it. I studied intelligence and telecommunications, and I'm not good at interrogation.
“Besides, even an old master like you can’t handle it.
"What can I do?"
Yu Zecheng smiled modestly.
"It's hard to say. What if you and he fall in love?" Gu Zhengwen said.
"If we fall in love, it's a life-and-death battle." Yu Zecheng said.
"Someone, call those students who distributed newspapers.
"I think he's almost there."
When Gu Zhengwen saw that Zhong Yun's pupils were dilated and his consciousness was confused, he decided to change his strategy.
Soon, his men found the students.
Gu Zhengwen took a look, pointed at one of them and ordered, "Take him to change into clean clothes and come in again."
Soon, the student named Zhang Shun walked in.
"You, talk to him as usual." Gu Zhengwen ordered.
Zhang Shun took the order, walked up to Zhong Yun, and said softly, "Principal Zhong, are you okay? I am Zhang Shun."
"Yes, it's Zhang Shun."
Everything in front of Zhong Yun's eyes was blurry, but the voice was very familiar.
His consciousness was a little confused at the moment, and he couldn't even tell where he was. He was so concerned that he blurted out:
"Old, is Old Zheng okay?"
"Old Zheng?"
Gu Zhengwen screamed.
"Ask him who Lao Zheng is and where he lives?" he ordered.
The student asked several times.
Zhong Yun fainted, and when the secret agents splashed water on him to wake him up, he kept silent.
"Director Yu, remember this Old Zheng.
“I think this person’s identity is definitely not simple.
"Let's take a look at this man first, and then slowly investigate him. I think we should stop the interrogation of him here for now.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Gu Zhengwen got some useful information and stood up to shake hands with Yu Zecheng.
"Yes.
"The person who can make the leader of the Keelung Workers' Committee so obsessed must be an important figure. If Team Leader Gu can find this Old Zheng, it will be a great achievement.
"What a joy."
Yu Zecheng congratulated.
“Don’t worry, bro.
"No matter who he is, as long as he has red tickets, he can't escape from my palm." Gu Zhengwen stared at him and laughed dryly.
"That is, that is."
Yu Zecheng said a few perfunctory words and left the Security Bureau building.
Return to the yard.
Hong Zhiyou prepared some barbecue and lamb chops, and two bottles of good wine were already waiting.
"Old Yu, hurry up.
"Come and eat something. I've been waiting for you for a long time."
He greeted warmly.
"Where is the teacher?" Yu Zecheng asked.
“Slept.
"Come, eat quickly, and don't look back to meet your sister-in-law. If your sister-in-law sees you like this, she will think I have treated you badly." Hong Zhiyou said with a smile.
Under this high-pressure environment, Yu Zecheng looked visibly haggard and thin.
Especially the white hair on his temples, which is even thicker than Old Wu’s.
"Gu Zhengwen is very experienced. In his confusion, Zhong Yun revealed the code name of a comrade from the General Working Committee, which was called Lao Zheng.
“It’s probably very high status.”
Yu Zecheng said worriedly.
“That’s not possible.
"People are killing people every day in Machang Town. Yes or no, they will all be shot.
“The chairman is now bloodthirsty.
“Just think about it, they were able to deliver newspapers to the Shilin Residence, and I heard from the stationmaster that these people were also setting up an armed base.
"Hide and be efficient, lie in ambush for a long time, accumulate strength, and wait for the opportunity.
"The working committee here is recruiting people everywhere, is this still called underground work?
“Now think about it, the Jinhai Prefectural Committee is a hundred times stronger than them.
“I just can’t understand the behavior of these people.
"I advise you not to get involved and get yourself involved."
Hong Zhiyou took a sip of red wine and cursed under his breath.
When he looked up, he saw Yu Zecheng looking at him incredulously, his eyes shining:
"No, no, how do you know the sixteen-character policy?"
Hong Zhiyou realized that he had said something wrong, and said calmly, "Tang Simao told me to do this. Ma Kui mentioned it from time to time at the time. I have a deep impression of it."
"Oh." Yu Zecheng nodded, quite disappointed.
"okay.
"Take care of yourself first." Hong Zhiyou said.
“That Team Leader Gu has been testing me, and I don’t know how many tricks he has in store.
“I am now completely in the dark, and there is no transportation station.
"I don't know what else I can do except looking at my comrades and hoping every day."
Yu Zecheng directly took the bottle and took a few gulps.
“Doing nothing is the best way to hide.
“Jianfeng wants to take over my shipyard.
“It’s not easy for me here either.”
Hong Zhiyou sighed softly.
After eating supper, Yu Zecheng returned to the backyard, turned on the radio and tuned to a familiar channel.
"Taihang Mountain calls the windmill."
A long-lost voice suddenly came from the radio.
Yu Zecheng suddenly came to his senses, took out a pen and paper, and started writing things down quickly.
“Taihang Mountain calls for windmills.
"2267, 315, 1218..."
"This broadcast will be repeated once in one hour. Please stay tuned."
He turned off the radio.
He took out Zhu Xi's Family Instructions and started searching quickly.
"Deep Sea, at the Qigu Steamed Buns Shop at the market at the corner of the street tomorrow, three codes followed by one code."
After finishing the translation, Yu Zecheng quickly burned it, then held the book, gritted his teeth excitedly, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.
Finally, I received the call from the organization.
I can finally be of use.
……
Early the next morning.
Yu Zecheng went to the nearby vegetable market.
He would pass by Qigu’s steamed bun shop every day on his way to and from get off work.
But never paid attention.
Three types of codes connected one after another, it is top secret.
Three types of representative symbols.
Each important lurker has his or her own unique symbol, such as animals, flowers, trees, or numbers.
When Yu Zecheng was training in Yancheng, the code name for Category 7 was the number .
He just never used it.
Yu Zecheng took out a piece of chalk from his pocket, quietly wrote a 7 on the wall of a nearby corner that smelled of urine, and then quickly left.
He spent the day feeling uneasy and anxious.
In the afternoon, he passed by and sat in a car and quietly took a look through a telescope.
The number 7 has a stroke underneath, making it look like the character "又".
That's right.
The code matched.
It should be someone from the organization.
He looked around, got out of the car, and walked towards the bun shop cautiously.
There is an old lady in the bun shop.
There was also a woman whose head and face were wrapped in blue cloth, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.
"Boss, how much are these buns?" Yu Zecheng asked.
"What kind of filling do you want?" The woman looked at him, her voice was hoarse, but her eyes were full of joy.
That familiar voice instantly pierced Yu Zecheng's soul like a thunderbolt.
He shuddered all over and looked at the woman in disbelief.
Although her face was wrapped in cloth and her voice was hoarse and unpleasant, Yu Zecheng would never forget those beautiful and moving eyes.
It’s Zuo Lan.
……
(End of this chapter)