The third part of the bloody war, Chapter 9, Running, Section 2, the battle after the war

"Please rest assured General Zhuang. We will do our best to provide relief to the victims of the province." Zhong Chengxiang was able to climb from a small section chief to the deputy mayor in just a few years. He reacted immediately. Zhuang Jihua must deal with them, but the degree of handling was closely related to their performance in this disaster relief. Simply put, if you do not participate in the disaster relief, or do not work hard in the disaster relief, you will be dead. On the contrary, the treatment will be very light, or you will not be able to deal with you at all. Everything depends on your performance in this disaster relief.

"Very good," Zhuang Jihua said loudly with a blank expression: "This is exactly the answer I want. I hope you can be consistent in your words and deeds."

"Please rest assured General Zhuang. Let's discuss immediately when we go back. We have money to contribute money and strength to contribute." An old man wearing a brocade robe replied with his fist. Under the leadership of these two people, those at a loss finally reacted and made a promise to Zhuang Jihua.

"Okay, I'm waiting to see your actions." Zhuang Jihua finished speaking and was about to step down. At this time, a voice came from the reporter: "General Zhuang, how will you deal with the attack on the Eighth Route Army in eastern Henan?"

Zhuang Jihua stopped and looked at her deeply. The reporter looked in his thirties, with short hair with ears, a round face, and stared at him without fear.

"What is the conflict in eastern Henan is under investigation? Should the ** launch an attack on the Eighth Route Army or the Eighth Route Army launch an attack on the Eighth Route Army? The war zone has sent people to investigate. I don't know the results of the investigation yet, but I know one thing. If ** wants to fight the Eighth Route Army, the Eighth Route Army in eastern Henan will definitely be eliminated."

Zhuang Jihua was a little impatient, so he answered without hesitation: "I don't care about the conflict in eastern Henan. The most important thing now is to act quickly and rescue disasters. If you one day later, many more people in Henan will die. I hope you reporters will pay more attention to these things and not be entangled in party politics all day long."

The reporter was obviously blocked. Zhuang Jihua turned around and walked off the stage, reached out to call the boss over: "Don't have too rich food. My salary is not high, so these are enough. Each person will get two steamed buns."

“It’s a full promise.

Jihua, the restaurant was so comfortable and refreshing. He finished eating the two steamed buns in a while, and then asked Gong Xiuhua to pay. The boss dared not accept them. He refused, but Gong Xiuhua insisted on giving them, and he didn't give them much. Gong Xiuhua had already asked someone to find out the price.

When he went out, Shu Rong, the commander of the Zhengzhou 89th Division of the 13th Army, had already been waiting outside with his men. The 13th Army was the army that Tang Enbo started. However, in recent years, Tang Enbo has expanded greatly, and the 13th Army has long been demolished into several armies, but Shu Rong is still his old subordinate.

"What are the commander dealing with these guys? They are all a group of traitors." Shu Rong stared at the group of people walking out of Tianfu Tower.

Tang Enbo nodded softly, and Shu Rong whispered again: "The Security Command is preparing a list and arresting them one by one at that time."

Tang Enbo turned his head and looked at him, then shook his head solemnly: "Don't move for the time being, Commander Zhuang wants to use them, when will Commander Zhuang be beautiful?"

Shu Rong was a little surprised. He looked at Tang Enbo's face and felt that he was not shirking. He was a little surprised and didn't ask anything else. After a while, Zhuang Jihua got rid of the reporters and walked over. Shu Rong hurried over to salute.

"You are Commander Shu, well, when you walk to your security headquarters, I have something to tell you." Zhuang Jihua did not exchange any greetings, and immediately called everyone into the car.

The convoy left with everyone waved his hand. When the convoy disappeared on the street, everyone fell silent and turned their eyes to Zhong Chengxiang. However, Zhong Chengxiang walked to a thin old man in a cotton robe: "Mr. Ye, let's go in and discuss."

The old man's prestige seemed very high. He nodded silently, then turned around and walked into the building. Zhong Chengxiang followed him, falling behind his body about one step behind.

When he arrived at the hall, Mr. Ye stood next to the stairs. Zhong Chengxiang turned around and said to the other two people in long gowns: "Mr. Zhou, Brother Xiang, let's go upstairs to discuss. You guys, wait in the hall first. Mr. Ye, Mr. Zhou, Brother Xiang, please."

The elegant seat upstairs, which was originally prepared for Zhuang Jihua, has now given way to Zhong Chengxiang and the other four. After the client was in tea, Zhong Chengxiang said to Mr. Ye: "Mr. Ye, you are the senior of our Zhengzhou business world, and Hongshunhao is one of the top major merchants in the city. Please always make an idea about this disaster relief."

Mr. Ye did not speak. He leaned on the chair, closed his eyes and said nothing. Zhong Chengxiang and the others stared at him. The Ye family has been in Zhengzhou for a hundred years and is the largest grain merchant in Henan Province. The Ye family has a great business and is deeply rooted, and has many relationships with all aspects. Among their friends, there are many senior officials of the National Government, and there are also senior officials of the Wang Jingwei government. They have always responded to the business community in Zhengzhou.

After a long time, Ye Gong opened his eyes and said slowly: "I am foolish, let's do it as usual. Everyone pays some money and some food. Deputy Mayor Zhong, you organize a committee to provide relief to the victims, start moving in Zhengzhou first, and set up a few porridge sheds."

"Move in Zhengzhou first?" Everyone present was a well-known business person in Zhengzhou. He could not enter this private room without any qualifications. However, these three were all old foxes. He immediately heard what Ye Gong said. Mr. Zhou immediately asked, "Mr. Ye, do you still have to go to other places? Do you know that even if we are all shaking out, we cannot save the victims in the province."

"Yes, Mr. Ye, I think it's enough to set up a few porridge sheds in Zhengzhou." The Xiang person also said.

Zhong Cheng shook his head in his heart. No wonder the Ye family could not fall for a hundred years. Just thinking about it, those two families could not catch up. Sure enough, Mr. Ye sneered: "If you change someone, you can do this, but Zhuang Wenying is different. This person was rebuilt after the Shangqiu War. You may have heard that this person did not mix sand in his eyes. He wanted to fool him if he set up a few porridge sheds. "At this time, he sighed: "Everyone is probably going to spend a lot of money. We Hongshun donated two thousand stones of grain and one hundred thousand oceans first."

After Mr. Ye finished speaking, he shut up. Mr. Zhou and Mr. Xiang suddenly felt bitter. Zhong Cheng repeatedly said to him: "Mr. Ye is generous and righteous. I will definitely report to the commander. In addition, I will also find a few newspapers to promote you."

"Don't," Ye Gong opened his eyes and stopped it quickly: "If this news is about to come out, the victims of the whole city will come to my house. There will be endless troubles. Just report to Commander Zhuang."

"Since Mr. Ye set an example, we naturally cannot fall behind. Deputy Mayor Zhong, my Zhou family donated 1,500 stones of grain and 50,000 oceans."

Hand~Try~

"Of course I am not as good as the two seniors. I will donate 1,000 stones of grain and 30,000 oceans."

After following the discussion at Tianfulou, Zhuang Jihua and his party left and went straight to the Security Command. After arriving at the Security Command, Zhuang Jihua called Shu Rong over and issued three orders: First, take over the Zhengzhou Police Station immediately; second, starting from tomorrow, the security area will organize troops to patrol the streets to strictly prevent any unrest; third, donate some military rations to provide relief to the victims, and all troops will have a meal every day starting from tomorrow.

There were no two orders in the first place, and the third order made Shu Rong hesitate. He hesitated and asked: "Commander, the brothers fought hard for a month before they took back Zhengzhou. I dare not say how much credit they have, but they can't even have enough food. This officer wants to set an example. As long as the officer can set an example, I believe that the brothers will not have any objection." Zhuang Jihua said expressionlessly: "Tell you the truth, there will be no supper for me and Deputy Commander Tang tonight."

"Team Commander Shu, who dares to make trouble, no mercy?" Tang Enbo's eyes were fierce, Shu Rong trembled all over. Tang Enbo has always been extremely strict in the military. When other troops made confinement mistakes, his troops were whipping; if other troops were whipping, his troops were beheaded. If other troops were whipping, his troops were beheaded. Lost machine guns, beheaded; if the bazooka launcher, all beheaded, and the commander was beheaded. After this, the soldiers were resentful, but Tang Enbo was a little good, and he was very generous. Tang Enbo never stings with heavy rewards. The Linyi victory was rewarded with 100,000 yuan. He gave all of them to the soldiers, but he did not keep a single point, so the soldiers loved and feared him.

"I understand, please rest assured, Commander, the 89th Division will start from now on, and will have a meal every day." Shu Rong replied loudly, turned around and went out and then pulled a company from the Divisional Guard Battalion to take over the Zhengzhou Police Station.

"Deputy Commander Tang, who is in charge of the Henan Provincial Government now?" Zhuang Jihua turned his head and asked Tang Enbo.

"Wei Junru has followed Secretary-General Wen Shaoxing and Minister of Civil Affairs Yan Xin with him. Now it is Zhang Guangxing, Director of Construction, is in charge." Tang Enbo said.

"Then the telegram, Zhang Guangxing, immediately led the main leaders of various departments of the Henan Provincial Government to Zhengzhou to attend the joint meeting of the Henan garrison and the provincial government, and arrived within two days."

Henan disaster relief is a huge project. In addition to seeking help from the National Government, Zhuang Jihua secretly sent a call to Mei Yuntian and Zhang Jingjiang, asking them to immediately take five million oceans to Hunan and Guangdong to buy grain and deliver it to Henan.

After the United States joined the war, Zhuang Jihua's once very nervous capital chain was immediately alleviated. The sharp appreciation of the stocks he bought in the United States and the stocks he purchased before the war immediately made Mei Yuntian's hands come alive.

"The Cultural Revolution, that money is for the future. Are you ready to move now?" Gong Xiuhua was a little worried. Before taking office in the Fifth War Zone, Zhuang Jihua had secretly discussed with Mei Yuntian and asked him to secretly prepare at least 100 million US dollars for use in the future. Gong Xiuhua was very clear that this money was the financial support for Zhuang Jihua to achieve his final goal.

"There is no way, let's take some out first." Zhuang Jihua sighed. The situation in Henan was too serious and he could no longer care about so much.

"Cultural Revolution, I am not against relieving the victims of Henan," Gong Xiuhua said softly: "But have you ever thought about it? After fighting along the way, how many victims will be rescued, how many places will be rebuilt after the war? What should I do in the future?"

Zhuang Jihua smiled faintly: "I will sell Boeing, don't be excited. Boeing's secret will not be kept for long. The US government knows it well. Roosevelt doesn't want to investigate me. After this war, Boeing will become the world's largest aircraft manufacturing company. Will the US government allow this company to be in the hands of foreigners? Absolutely not."

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