For the excited Chen Youren, Zhuang Jihua only had a helpless smile, and was honest in diplomacy. In the past, the United States did not use any tricks to send troops to Iraq, spread rumors, slander, and improperly used all the tricks of the gangsters. But unexpectedly, his smile attracted Chen Youren's anger again.

When he first met Zhuang Jihua, Chen Youren still had a good impression of him. He admired this young officer who dared to fight back against the British team. Especially after reading his analysis of the UK, he became even more aware of it. He once found Wang Jingwei and Chiang Kai-shek to ask Zhuang Jihua to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Of course, this request was firmly rejected by Chiang Kai-shek, and there was no room for negotiation.

"Lieutenant Colonel Zhuang Jihua, do you know? You are joking about the fate of the country, this is a joke, it is a nonsense." Chen Youren angrily scolded. The more he looks at Zhuang Jihua, the more awkward he becomes.

Zhuang Jihua was not angry yet, but Liao Zhongkai was unhappy. Liao Zhongkai thought that he came to you Chen Youren to discuss the reaction of the great powers, not to be moral when discussing the plan, and was worried that Zhuang Jihua would not be able to stand it. Therefore, he immediately interrupted: "Youren, you are wrong. We are still discussing the strategies of the Cultural Revolution. It is still a trick, and it is hard to say now."

"Zhongkai, you..." Chen Youren pointed at Liao Zhongkai so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Please don't be excited," Zhuang Jihua stood up, and he made a gesture: "In Shanghai, the British said that their patrols were threatened by students, so they fired; in Hankou, the British said that their sailors were threatened by workers and citizens, so they fired. In Shaji, they said that the masses of the marchers fired first; in Jiujiang and Qingdao. Their well-equipped troops were threatened by peaceful Chinese citizens; further away, in Xinchou, the Eight-Nation Alliance invaded China, but their history books recorded that the West helped China enter civilization, and similar to the Opium War in 1840. Is there anything more rogue than this? No, Mr. Chen. Diplomats are to use the most gorgeous words to defend the most despicable means and achieve the most favorable goal. If all countries abide by morality, there would be no war in this world."

Speaking of this, Zhuang Jihua looked directly at Chen Youren: "Why did they stop the checkpoint without us? If they say they stop the checkpoint, they will leave when they want to come. There is no such good thing in the world," and then said in a different tone: "Actually, I have also considered it and avoid the risk of joint intervention of the great powers. I think as long as we treat the great powers differently, the United States is happy to see Britain defeated in southern Guangdong. Now Chairman Wang needs you to analyze the countermeasures that the great powers may take after this incident happens."

"Yes, Youren, taking back the customs is also the Prime Minister's wish." Liao Zhongkai also persuaded him. He walked to Chen Youren and patted his shoulder: "The country is poor and weak, and we cannot take back by force. If we make some adjustments, we are not open enough. As long as we can take back the customs, it doesn't matter if we have to."

"Well, I don't think it's anything. The Cultural Revolution is right. Our purpose is noble, for the country and nation, and being named a bad reputation is nothing." Wang Jingwei said with a smile on his face.

Chen Youren sighed, knowing that Liao Zhongkai had made up his mind, Wang Jingwei had wavered, and it would be useless to oppose him. He began to carefully analyze the future reactions of the great powers, but found that the British did not have any good ways to deal with Zhuang Jihua's rogue. He accepted part of the power of the customs in the name of the company, although it was a cover-up, but the key was that the suspension was announced by you. After the suspension, the business continued. The original service provided by the customs was now replaced by the company, and the charges were natural, and the National Government did not come forward. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. The Prime Minister had fought for several years and had not reached the customs in the area, which was very ironic.

After thinking it through, Chen Youren looked up at Liao Zhongkai and Wang Jingwei: "The great powers will protest, and may send warships to threaten. If they can treat the great powers differently, the threat will not be great, which means there are diplomatic risks, but not great."

Chen Youren's judgment undoubtedly announced that Zhuang Jihua's plan was feasible. Zhuang Jihua's heart finally came to an end. Wang Jingwei was also very excited. Liao Zhongkai smiled happily, but soon he couldn't laugh.

"There is still a troublesome thing." Liao Zhongkai looked at him with a sad face. Zhuang Jihua and Wang Jingwei looked at him in confusion when they heard this. Liao Zhongkai sighed: "The Provincial and Hong Kong strike committee announced that Hong Kong will be blocked and all foreign goods are not allowed to be imported."

Zhuang Jihuaqi said: "All foreign goods are not allowed to be imported? Why?"

Liao Zhongkai said seriously: "Oppose all imperialism, foreign goods are tools in imperialist aggression, so all foreign goods must be banned, and foreign goods mainly come in from Hong Kong."

Looking at Liao Zhongkai's appearance, Zhuang Jihua was amused and crying. He never expected that Liao Zhongkai's experience and experience would agree with this naive behavior, so he had no choice but to talk about it.

"Party representative, my good teacher, we block Hong Kong, not ourselves. Blocking all foreign goods is equivalent to cutting off the country's foreign trade.

Industry is unfavorable, and Guangdong's agricultural products must also be exported. Therefore, for farmers, these two disadvantages will inevitably cause farmers and businessmen to be dissatisfied with the strike, which will lead to opposition to the strike. How long can the strike last without their support?"

"Secondly, prohibiting all foreign goods from importing is even more unfavorable to Guangdong's development. Hong Kong itself has no factories or agriculture. Its income mainly comes from re-export trade. Now we block Hong Kong, foreign businessmen will inevitably move from Hong Kong to Guangzhou. Guangzhou's foreign trade will inevitably prosper, foreign trade will prosper, and the government's tax revenue will naturally rise."

"In the end, it is politically disadvantageous, which is not conducive to the division and disintegration of the great powers. I won't say much about this, I have already made it very clear just now."

"Party representatives, now you have to convince the strike committee that the rules are changed, only for the UK and Hong Kong, and the others are not prohibited."

Finally, Zhuang Jihua reminded carefully: "Chairman Wang, Party representative, don't you think the strike committee has too much power?"

Liao Zhongkai was thinking about how to convince the strike committee. When he suddenly heard Zhuang Jihua's words, he was a little confused: "Cultural Revolution, what do you mean?"

"I mean the strike is likely to be out of government control," Zhuang Jihua whispered in a low voice: "The mass movement must be controlled, otherwise it may become extreme."

"Cultural Revolution, don't talk about it anymore. The masses' enthusiasm for revolution should be supported, and you should understand this principle." Liao Zhongkai criticized tactfully.

"Yes, it is understandable that we can have the current situation. Even if it is a bit extreme, it is understandable." Wang Jingwei also supported Liao Zhongkai, but Zhuang Jihua felt very awkward.

At this moment, Bai Si and his wife pushed the door and reported, "Chairman Wang, Mr. Chen is here."

"Okay, please come in."

Zhuang Jihua took the opportunity to say to Wang Jingwei: "If Chairman Wang doesn't have any instructions, I will go back."

Wang Jingwei nodded: "I originally wanted to keep you for a meal. I know you are busy there. Next time," then walked to Zhuang Jihua intimately, held Zhuang Jihua's hand and said: "Many people are staring at the Sichuan Army reorganization. You must be careful. After the matter is completed, the National Government will never let you down."

Of course, Zhuang Jihua knew that this was Wang Jingwei showing goodwill to him, and he also made a false assertion: "Please rest assured Chairman Wang, I will definitely live up to my trust."

Liao Zhongkai originally wanted to go with him, but Wang Jingwei left him: "Zhongkai, Gongbo and you are also old acquaintances. Let's listen to the National Government Organization Law he formulated."

After Zhuang Jihua went out, he felt tired. He reported his work but unexpectedly pulled out the customs again. Seeing that his face was not good, Song Yunfei asked him why he was sick. Zhuang Jihua waved his hand and said it was okay, but he was tired. Think about it, there are still more than 20 years of stability in the world and his future is extremely dangerous, but why is all this? For the country, there are old seniors who are busy with themselves, and they seem to have not gained any benefits. Sometimes he is really confused. Is it worth it to be so poor and busy.

"I really should go to business." Zhuang Jihua muttered in a low voice. Song Yunfei didn't hear what he said, but just felt that Zhuang Jihua was very thoughtful.

Zhuang Jihua was about to get on the horse, but he heard a surprise voice: "Cultural Revolution!"

Turning his head and seeing it was Li Zhilong. This was too unexpected. Zhuang Jihua didn't expect to meet Li Zhilong here.

After Meixian, Li Zhilong was transferred back to Huangpu and never contacted Zhuang Jihua again. After pacifying Liu Yang, Zhuang Jihua also inquired about Li Zhilong. He only heard that he had gone to the Navy Bureau. Even Jiang Xianyun didn't know what Li Zhilong was doing in the Navy Bureau. Zhuang Jihua probably knew about Yang Qigang, but when he asked Yang Qigang, Yang Qigang was unwilling to say it, and even felt a little disgusted with the three words Li Zhilong, which made Zhuang Jihua puzzled.

Li Zhilong rushed up and gave Zhuang Jihua a bear hug. Zhuang Jihua couldn't stand this enthusiasm, but he also felt the true love of his friends. After the bear hug, Zhuang Jihua laughed and scolded: "In the field, you kid, you can't be gentle. I'm not Miss Pan, don't be so enthusiastic."

Li Zhilong laughed and said, "I'm still talking like this."

Zhuang Jihua then looked at Li Zhilong carefully. After a few months of separation, Li Zhilong became black and strong, and his navy uniform made him look more heroic.

"Well, it's not bad, it's not bad." Zhuang Jihua praised: "It's more handsome, more elegant, and more beautiful. It seems that Pan mm can't escape your palms. I have no hope." After saying that, his face was full of disappointment.

"That's it." Li Zhilong replied casually, but suddenly reacted and tried to beat him: "Good boy, I'm looking for death."

Zhuang Jihua stopped Li Zhilong with a smile: "Let's go, find a place to chat, and talk about when to drink your wedding wine."
Chapter completed!