In fact, strictly speaking, Huang Jie's Eighth Army should refer to the 166th Division and the Tax Police Corps.

But in Huang Jie's heart, he never regarded troops like the Tax Police Corps that listened to the command and did not listen to the propaganda.

"How can you say you have a bad idea?" Fang Buwei laughed, "I am here to give the army commander the benefit!"

"Benefits?" Huang Jie became even more alert and sneered, "Thank you, don't take the benefits from me!"

"What a benefit!" Fang Buwei said confidently, "I am going to buy a batch of cotton, gauze and other things from the commander..."

"Injury medicine?" Huang Jie's heart was shocked, "You kid don't want your head?"

He thought Fang Buwei had the idea of ​​reselling military supplies.

But it's wrong to think about it.

Ma Chunfeng mentioned to him more than once that Fang Buwei was so rich. Just look at the things Fang Buwei brought to him every time he came to see him.

Each one is worth his monthly salary.

"How much are you going to buy?" Huang Jie asked suspiciously.

"I'll take all the way under the command of the army!" Fang Buwei said, patting his chest.

Huang Jie was angry at Fang Buwei's appearance and smiled: "I want it all? Do you know that my warehouse is almost piled up in mountains?"

All the troops of the Eighth Army were counted as four divisions, and the military headquarters provided them with the personnel of the four divisions.

But he didn't have to worry about the more than 30,000 people in the Tax Police Corps. The things they use are better than those of German equipment masters.

The things distributed by the military headquarters were not moved except for food and some weapons, and were piled up in the warehouse of the Eighth Army.

For example, injury medicine.

Song Ziwen mentioned that when he came a few days ago, it would be best to find a way and exchange it all for money, and he would use the money to buy better things for the tax police team.

Huang Jie was worried. Who could he sell these to? Fang Buwei came to his door?

"Is 10,000 US dollars enough?" Fang Buwei said with a smile.

Huang Jie was shocked.

"I've made it clear, don't be without a head or tail!" Huang Jie scolded.

"It's really a buy, and it's a high price!" Fang Buwei said seriously, "It's 20% higher than the price tag of the military headquarters..."

The materials drawn to each unit by the military headquarters are also valuing. Except for guns and cannons, the rest of the materials will be calculated regularly.

For example, how much does it have to be used to send a certain department this month and how much does it cost?

"Twenty percent higher... Is there such a good thing?" Huang Jie didn't believe a word, "Instead of this, you might as well give the money to the military headquarters directly, wouldn't you save even these two cents?"

Fang Buwei did this, which was equivalent to giving him 20% of the extra surplus to him for free?

Huang Jie thought that his friendship with Fang Buwei had not reached this point.

Although Fang Buwei is one level lower than him, he is even better than Huang Jie in terms of identity and relationships.

Huang Jie felt that he had no place above and could do nothing?

Why should Fang Bu do this?

"The military headquarters must have surplus, and it has been sent out long ago. Why ask the brothers to wrap the wound with rags?" Fang Buwei said dissatisfied.

Huang Jie heard something was wrong and looked at Fang Buwei in surprise: "You bought it for the 88th Division?"

"What do you think?" Fang Buwei looked at him for granted, "Don't he really thinks I want to resell supplies, do you?"

Huang Jie ignored Fang Buwei's joke and asked in surprise: "Who will pay the money?"

"I will go out first, and then deduct the military expenses from the overseas Chinese alliance aid!" Fang Buwei said naturally, "Did I ask me to pay for it myself... Is the commander who thought I was too comfortable as a staff officer?"

Even if Fang Buwei was kicked by a donkey, he wouldn't do this.

Otherwise the Chairman would have killed him.

"Why don't you give me some help?" Huang Jie said angrily.

How to calculate it? His relationship with Fang Buwei is better than that of Song Yuanliang, right?

Fang Buwei spread his hands: "Teacher Commander, go to the 88th Division, but the commissioner's order..."

I always think that if you can get me to the 166th Division, I will naturally be able to do this.

"It's cheaper for this bastard Song Yuanliang..." Huang Jie gritted his teeth and cursed.

When I heard that Fang Buwei was going to be a supervising officer, there were rumors in the army that Fang Buwei would go wherever he went, which department would be tilted in the military expenditure of the overseas Chinese alliance.

At that time, Huang Jie also mocked: Is money or life important for a group of things that don’t know how to live or die?

Because he knew Ma Chunfeng better than anyone else, he just made Ma Chunfeng take the handle of each military leader.

But Huang Jie's viewing is getting worse and worse now.

Fang Buwei has only been to the 88th Division for a few days now. He still doesn’t know whether he has caught it or not. He has earned a lot of credit for the 88th Division, but now he has paid out of his own pocket and has been seeking benefits for the 88th Division.

In other words, Huang Jie didn't know that Fang Buwei had captured two enemy planes for the 88th Division, otherwise his jealous face would turn green.

"If the Chairman asked you to leave the 88th Division one day and transfer to another department, you must remind me?" Huang Jie said anxiously.

"Don't worry, commander, I will definitely not forget it!" Fang Buwei said while patting his chest.

"Don't be 20% higher, I don't care about the benefits you give!" Huang Jie said at the end, "Anyway, the money will be returned to Minister Song in the end..."

Huang Jie is showing sincerity and doesn't even want kickbacks.

"Thank you, Commander!" Fang Buwei hugged his fists solemnly.

The special matter was handled, and Huang Jie immediately ordered the baggage battalion to count the supplies, load the things that Fang Buwei wanted as soon as possible, and deliver them to the garrison of the 88th Division.

When Huang Jie heard that Fang Buwei needed even stones and wood, he wondered even more: "What are you pulling these things to do?"

"Repair the ward and operating room..." Fang Buwei replied, "There are some division departments, but they still need to repair the fortifications, so they must not be moved..."

Song Yuanliang, you are a bastard, isn’t it too much?

Huang Jie was so angry that his liver hurt.

Some of the fortifications on his position were Song Yuanliangxiu, who was transferred to Shanghai one month in advance.

Huang Jie knew exactly what was wrong with it.

Fang Buwei had no money and said that he would send someone to him tomorrow or the next day.

Huang Jie was naturally not afraid that Fang Buwei would be dependent on the debt. Even if he really was dependent on it, he would be Song Ziwen's money.

The pit had been dug, and Fang Buwei thanked him and left the Eighth Army with satisfaction.

If Huang Jie was not jealous, Fang Buwei would dare to write his words upside down.

Fang Buwei expected that when he left, Huang Jie would definitely contact Ma Chunfeng and let Ma Chunfeng do his work for him. If there was a next time, he would definitely go to his Eighth Army.

He would definitely tell Ma Chunfeng what he bought from him.

After Ma Chunfeng found out, he did not complain to the chairman before he saw the ghost.

The military expenditures provided by the Overseas Chinese League were not something that others did not want to be with Song Yuanliang.

The chairman has long regarded it as the money that has been put into his pocket.

How many heads does Song Yuanliang have and dare to rob the Chairman of the money?

Another thing is that you, Song Yuanliang, are you so poor that you can’t even afford to repair an operating room?
Chapter completed!