It's like the daytime night, and there's only Shanghai.

No. 76, Jisifeier Road, the interrogation room was brightly lit and scarred by a man tied to a cross wooden cradle, shouting anxiously: "Don't hit it anymore! I said..."

The torture agent held the whip and looked excited, "Notify the Director."

"yes!"

After passing through the spacious courtyard and heading straight to the main building on the third floor, my subordinates saw Mao Ziming standing in front of the office door, glaring at his subordinate who was about to open his mouth when he came down to report.

indoor.

The two of them were drinking tea, and the atmosphere seemed to be harmonious, but their tone was filled with guns and sticks. Li Zhiqun just received the news that he knew that his informant had been arrested and ruined his big plan, and he was extremely angry.

"Director Ding, the Communist Party detained in the interrogation room was arrested and developed by his subordinates in Wuhan, and also to fish for big fish with long lines. The time is still short, should we let people go so as not to alarm the snake?"

"Oh, right?" Ding Mocun seemed to have just found out, and smiled: "So that's it, but Director Li has never reported this matter, and the headquarters has no record of this." He took the initiative to give him tea: "Director Li must understand that discipline is discipline. You and I are all out of strict discipline. You and I want to be fed by the Japanese. If everyone is like this, they will be of no achievements. I remember that before the Military Commission had split up, the surname Dai was a disobedient master. He always wanted to take advantage of loopholes and drag his door to the relationship. Later, he did take advantage of loopholes."

"If we talk about the past, Director Li has never been open for his whole life. We should work hand in hand and do a career. Whether it is a good meal or avenge of the past, we must be honest. Only in this way can we achieve great achievements that will make the Japanese look at them with admiration. I wonder if what I am saying is right?"

Li Zhiqun's anger was already at its peak, he was too bullying! He stood on his head and shitted and peed, and even spoke sarcastic words.

The qi cultivation skills are still home, and I squeezed out a smile, "Director Ding said that his subordinates will abide by the discipline, but they are mixed with internal personnel, so they have to do it in order to keep the secret. I originally thought that when the Internet was closed, I was reporting to the director, but I didn't expect that the matter suddenly came. The director was well-informed and still knew the internal affairs. It seemed that his subordinates had not achieved this skill. In the past, he was not as enlightened as Director Ding, but when he arrived in the National Party, he still followed Director Ding's lead. Now he has come to No. 76 and has not changed his past calmness. I admire him, admire him!"

"Hahaha..." Ding Mocun was very happy for being insincerely flattered. He was depressed. He was depressed when he was in the Communist Party and even more depressed when he was in the Kuomintang.

He was desperate and relied on his former subordinates to make a living. However, he had the urge to not bow to fate and had to be the boss no matter where he was.

In just two months, I stepped on this person who opened the land and the lead person who led the way in one fell swoop. This feeling cannot be obtained by women.

He has such a personality and likes to be absolutely controlled. No one should think of pricking. He originally wanted Li Zhiqun to know something and be a younger brother, but now it seems that he is not enough to be on guard against him, so he is preparing to make a move behind his back, wanting to overthrow him in one fell swoop, and he has a good plan.

Step on! Step on! Step on! Step on it hard and step on it honestly, and you won’t have to worry about it. In the future, the 76th will be decided by yourself.

"You're welcome, be polite, drink tea, drink tea." He sucked with the cover tea, and exclaimed from time to time, as if he had forgotten what he had just said.

The tea cover in Li Zhiqun's hand accidentally fell on the table with a clang, and then rolled to the ground and shattered.

Bang!

He acted very rudely and said hurriedly: "The hand slipped, which made the director laugh." He wanted to take Ding Mo Village's head off and throw it to the ground, and actually cut off his way. He originally wanted to capture the Communist Party lurking in Shanghai in one fell swoop, and gradually control No. 76 through Yoshiko Kawashima. Now the abacus is probably not going to make a comeback, so how can I not be cruel in my heart!

"Haha...it's okay, it's okay." Ding Mocun put down the teacup and said with a smile: "Director Li must be due to his fatigue recently. That's it. You might as well take more time to rest and leave internal affairs to the people below. The body is the capital." Lighting the cigarette in a negotiation tone: "I think Lin Qiang is the webmaster at the Hankou branch. This kid has strong business skills and is very smart from the Military Commission. He can do things with ease and take care of all aspects."

It seems that I didn't see Li Zhiqun's face covered with clouds, "Sometimes I have to thank those surnamed Dai, who have worked hard and spent a lot of money, but in the end I have sent talents to No. 76. Currently, there are five stations in Jiangsu, four stations in Zhejiang, and three stations in Hubei. Only Hankou has not used the former Military Command personnel in Hankou, and there are more than 200 people in total. I have to thank those surnamed Dai. I also have to use the people he trained to slap him in the face until he surrenders. Does Director Li agree with it?"

I agree with you!

Li Zhiqun's heart was bleeding. He only controlled three small stations for twelve sites. His only promising point was Hankou Station. Now that he wanted to take it back, wouldn't he just be a wedding dress?

He understood that Ding Mocun's actions today were obviously intentional, and he didn't care whether to catch the Communist Party or not. Instead, he wanted to cut off his own way of competing with him and obey his orders in the future.

very good!

very good!

He almost crushed the cup with a gloomy face, and he could refuse. But he would lose the opportunity to make achievements in the future, and he would lose the capital to continue to stay on No. 76.

His body trembled gently, and he took a deep breath, "What Director Ding said is that his subordinates are in poor health recently, and it is inevitable that he will be able to cultivate for a few days. There is no one who supports the store at Hankou Station, and it is difficult to care about the beginning and end of the work. In the long run, there will be problems. As Director Ding said, Dai's hospitality has trained batches of spies to deliver to No. 76. There are only thirty people in his hands, and they are all brainless. They are stubborn and care about their heads and butts. They can only stay at the headquarters to exercise regularly, hoping to make achievements in the future, and their subordinates have no objection."

"Oh," Ding Mocun slapped his hand while serving tea. He only wanted Hankou. Unexpectedly, Li Zhiqun gave up the other two small stations, and he felt a little uneasy.

Put down the teacup and sucked a cigarette silently, "Since that's the case, I'll work hard and do more. Director Li's hundreds of people always have to eat and do things. I think it's mainly about Nanshi. After all, the people coming and going to and from the train station and the docks are complicated, so there are many rebels who need to pay more attention to the incoming and outgoing. I will arrange for people to take over in other areas."

Bang!

Li Zhiqun couldn't help it anymore, his eyes were congested and glared at Ding Mo Village, and he stood on the desk with one hand, and was about to slaughter the white-eyed wolf in Ding Mo Village.

Too bad bullying!

Too much bullying!

There are six sites in the city, and Li Zhiqun controls three sites. According to Ding Mo Village's intention, he asked him to give up all the Yipanlu site and Jing'an Temple site. He only needs to manage the Nanshi site well.

It’s all big and small, right!

Ding Mo Village seemed to have not seen it, and he didn't hear the blowjob. "I heard General Tu Feiyuan say that new changes will come in May. General Yingzuo has invited who is out of the mountain city and is about to form a new government to compete with him. If Director Li doesn't dislike it, I will recommend him to the new government to seek a position and master all the occupied areas. If you want money and have some people, you should set your horizons for a long time. Don't just focus on this acre of three-point land in Shanghai."

Li Zhiqun's mouth twitched, OK! You will make arrangements and want to kick me out. Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous, let's take a look!

He swallowed his blood and said calmly: "Since Director Ding has arranged all the arrangements and his subordinates have no objection, he will evacuate the person as soon as possible. Many details need to be handed over, which may take about a week. Please ask Director Ding to give some time so that his subordinates can arrange it properly."

"Haha...is very good, that's it." Ding Mocun smiled with satisfaction, "Don't worry, it's enough to hand over before the end of the month. The internal work is cumbersome and it always takes time." After that, he got up and went to the desk, found the submission slip, brushed the signature and stamp, and came to the nearest with a smile, "Director Li worked hard and made great contributions. This month, the Japanese approved 100,000 yen. This 20,000 is used as tea supplies for brothers to enjoy. Don't be polite, accept it."

He gritted his teeth and got up and took the note, "Thank you so much for Director Ding's generosity. I wonder if my subordinates can take the person away."

"Of course, since it's an informant developed by Director Li, it's no reason to continue to detain it. Take it away at any time." Ding Mocun waved his hand very well. The person who was anxious and plain-faced just now was definitely not him.

He nodded and turned away. His anger had already reached its peak. When he went out, he ignored him when he said hello.

Tuo Ziming curled his lips, contempt in his heart, knocked on the door and walked into the office. He saw Dama Jindao sitting on the sofa, humming a small song in his mouth, and his expression was particularly proud.

He came close to make tea and flattered: "Is this too cheap? The Communist Party has some identity, and it should be a local leader, so I'm afraid he has a lot of clues."

Ding Mocun waved his hand and said indifferently: "Do you think the Communist Party is stupid? You will have already run away. Even if he goes back, he will not believe him. It will be useless in the future. How is the noise when arresting people?"

"Hehe..." Mao Ziming licked his face and said, "Don't worry, Director, this kid lurks in the Damei Theater as a manager. When he was arrested, he happened to be watching the movie. By the way, he let them watch a good show of angrily capturing the Communist Party for free. I'm afraid half of Shanghai knows who the person was arrested."

"Hahaha..." Ding Mo Village clapped his hands, "It's very good. It's useless to keep people who have lost their effects. You must always give some face. You can arrange to take down the sub-stations in various places as soon as possible, and only the city is left for him in the south city, and the rest of the place must be firmly controlled."

"Yes, my subordinates will make arrangements immediately." As if he was thinking of something, he laughed in a low voice: "Director, the young lady named Jun is still in the office. Should I take it to the lounge..."

Ding Mocun's eyes lit up, and Jun Mange's small figure and the temperament of the ice beauty flashed through his mind. He felt a little itchy and rubbed his hands as if he was reincarnated.

"Oh, forget it, say hello to your brothers and don't mess with her. This little girl is a little trouble." Ding Mocun's words had a profound meaning, and his expression was even more intriguing.

"Director, wouldn't it be a waste of this..."

Ding Mocun glared at him and urged him sternly: "Don't do anything randomly, the things inside are very complicated. General Tu Feiyuan has told him alone, just do your own thing and tell Zhuang Ying to give her some conveniences and give her all the opportunities to make contributions, so that she can crawl away from No. 76 as soon as possible."

Mao Ziming had some ideas at first, so he quickly cleaned up after listening to his voice, "Then... how to arrange the work?"

Ding Mocun thought for a while, "Let him be responsible for the guesthouse, play mahjong with those bitches, and don't interfere in the office affairs, let Du Yajuan stare at it and report it in time if there is any situation."

"yes."

......

Neon lights are bright, and the sound of whistles is intertwined. The streets are well-dressed and well-dressed, with exquisite and graceful decorations and exceptionally noble and generous.

The vendors who shouted from time to time were wiping their gorgeous car in front of the door, and they were enthusiastic about attracting customers from time to time.

Two black Buick cars parked in front of the Symbol door, and the doorman wearing white gloves hurried forward to guide him, and it was obvious that he was a rich man.

The license plate is also awesome, the Japanese three-color brand of sea, sea, land and air. The brand has just been built. Chu Wenhao made a lot of requests. Yoshiko Kawashima only satisfies one, which is two rampant Buick sedans.

The license plate was temporarily compiled by Chu Wenhao. One car had four sevens and the other car had four eights.

It looks very arrogant!

"Reward!" Xiang Dingtian got off the car and held his big back that had wiped half a pound of soybean oil, shouted at Shi Baoguo beside him with a cigarette in his mouth.

Shi Baoguo curled his lips and took out ten yuan of fiat currency from his socks and gave it to the doorman.

"Drop the price!" Xiang Dingtian said angrily: "You think this is a mountain city, you can take advantage of ten yuan, one hundred yuan."

Shi Baoguo is not stupid, "You give me a reward of one hundred, but I still keep it to buy meat to eat."

"Prosperity!"

Chu Wenhao was dressed very casually tonight. In the afternoon, Tang Meili went to Yong'an Shopping Mall and picked a few imported clothes with good fabrics.

The sportswear worn by wealthy families is worth thousands of French dollars. They wear a water-blue cheongsam and a thin long tweed gown, which looks dignified and generous but sexy.

He held Chu Wenhao's arm and poked his red lips, raised his foot toward the No. 1 dance hall in the Far East. The six people behind him were all in black Zhongshan outfits, and they could not be as unruly as someone.

The dazzling and cool lights reflected in the entrance, the magnificent corridor of the golden walls rushed straight to the Statue of Liberty, symbolizing the full release here.

There is a waiter introduced in front of the door, with white shirts and black leather shoes, which is very handsome.

"Welcome to Xianlesi, the first-floor restaurant, the second-floor bar, and the third-floor dance hall..."

"Third Floor."

Without nonsense, everyone took the elevator to the dance hall on the third floor. When they left the elevator, they heard the noisy music, and everyone's emotions were motivated.

At this time, a man in a suit and tie came. When he saw a customer coming to the door, he hurriedly said: "Welcome..."

After seeing everyone clearly, my face turned red and turned around and left.
Chapter completed!