An agent came in and reported: "Director, brothers from all over the country have been calling us, complaining and asking when their salaries will be paid. They said that if they are not paid today, they will not be able to eat."
Dai Li was feeling extremely uncomfortable. When he heard this, he really didn't want to live anymore. He kicked the chair down and roared: "Tell them to eat shit."
The agent stood there with his head bowed, not daring to say anything.
After Dai Li blew his nose hard for a while, he felt a little better, and then he said to the man: "Go and tell them that the headquarters is thinking of a way, and the salary will be paid within three days."
The agent walked away cautiously.
Dai Li thought for a long time, but there was really no other way, so he gritted his teeth and went to Mr. Jiang to explain his difficulties.
Dai Li hoped that Mr. Jiang could write a letter to the Ministry of Finance and agree to a loan to meet his urgent needs.
"More than one million? The Ministry of Finance's money is budgeted, how can it be lent to you casually?" Mr. Jiang also got angry.
"Principal, this is a special matter. I promise to pay back this loan as soon as possible." Dai Li insisted.
"Do you think the money from the Ministry of Finance comes from the strong wind, or is it printed casually? No, no. Let your people figure it out for themselves. The underground party of the Communist Army has no funds, how do they survive? I
I can't help you." Mr. Jiang's tone left no room for doubt.
Dai Li retreated in embarrassment.
He also knew that it was not that the leader did not want to help him, but that the government was also strapped for cash and could not afford the money.
As soon as Dai Li came out, he saw He Zhonghan standing at the end of the corridor from a distance, looking at him and waving.
"How about I tell you not to come, don't come, it will be a shame." He Zhonghan said after Dai Li approached.
"Sir, I have to come. Today we are operatives from various places. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow we are agents from each branch. More than 10,000 people have reached out to me for money. Where can I get money for them?" Dai Li
cried out bitterly.
"Then what can we do? Let's lock the God of Wealth here and waste it like this. The sky won't send money." He Zhonghan said with a bitter smile.
"Sir, according to the plan, we can include it in the budget of the Ministry of National Defense next year, right? This means that the money is still there. If there is no way now, will there be a way next year?" Dai Li asked puzzledly.
"It's not that there is really no money, but that your funds are not included in the national defense budget. Even if the Ministry of Finance has money, it will not distribute it to you." He Zhonghan explained.
"Don't the principal's orders work well?" Dai Li didn't understand the twists and turns involved.
"Have you forgotten who is in charge of the Ministry of Finance? The committee's orders really don't apply there, and money must be spent according to the budget." He Zhihan said with a bitter smile.
"I understand." Dai Li immediately realized that Mr. Song, the Minister of Finance, was the uncle who appointed him. He really didn't give face to his brother-in-law because he didn't like him at all, even though he was now respected as the government of the Republic of China.
Chairman of the Military Commission.
Dai Li walked out of the Military Commission building. After much thought, it seemed that he still had to go to the God of Wealth for this matter.
Dai Li arrived at the Jinling Hotel. As soon as he walked up the stairs, he heard bang-tsa-tsa dance music being played in the room.
Lu Ming and Liu Qiwen were still dancing. Apart from seeking entertainment, he really had nothing else to do.
Dancing can relax your nerves, move your limbs, and cultivate your sentiments. There are so many benefits.
Dai Li smiled helplessly and stood at the door for a moment. Seeing that the dance music in the room showed no intention of stopping, he had no choice but to knock on the door.
The dancing stopped and the door opened.
"Oh, it's Yunong. I didn't expect you to come to see me. It's true that a lesson in need is a lesson." Lu Ming knew Dai Li's purpose, so he put a high hat on him first.
"Sir Lu, the commission has given me special care to ask us to visit you often and talk to you more," Dai Li said.
"No need to go to such trouble. I know Yunong is busy with official duties and has two big cases to investigate. I have nothing to do here, so there is no need to waste time here." Lu Ming said nonchalantly.
Dai Li showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Sir, what you said is wrong. I came to you to ask for something."
"Oh, something happened. No wonder, Yunong is a busy man. I was still thinking, why did you have time to see me today? He didn't come to interrogate me, right?" Lu Ming said with a smile.
"Chief Lu has misunderstood. I testified for you in front of the principal that the incident of arms being hijacked by the Communist Party has nothing to do with Chief Lu." Dai Li explained quickly.
"Oh, then why did Brother Yunong come to visit today?" Lu Ming asked.
Dai Li really had no other choice, so he told Lu Ming about the embarrassing situation he encountered, and wanted Lu Ming to sign off the salary slips of the operators and staff first.
"Yunong, if you have personal difficulties, you can ask for tens of thousands or ten thousand, and I will never say anything. Now you are detaining me in Nanjing. It is not clear that you are thinking of me when you pay the salary to the people of the Fuxing Society. This
How can I sign the order? If I am not allowed to return to Shanghai, I will never sign the order, even if my hand is cut off, I will not sign it." Lu Ming said flatly.
"Chief Lu, you are also a veteran of the Fuxing Society. Please understand the hardships of the brothers below and see if you can be accommodating this time." Dai Li begged.
"Yunong, you should know that from the time I entered the Blue Clothes Club to the Fuxing Club today, what have I gained from my hard work? From beginning to end, I didn't get a single copper penny in salary. You've also seen it,
What I got was this room, house arrest, a prisoner, and I could be court-martialed tomorrow."
Lu Ming said angrily, pretending to be like a donkey and walking around the room twice.
"No, the commission has said that I will lock you up for a few days to kill your temper and temper you. I will reuse you in the future." Dai Li did not hide anything and told the truth.
"Forget it, I can't afford this treatment, temper me? Is there such a tempering person? If there is evidence, send me to prison to temper me. What's the point of staying here?" Lu Ming said angrily.
Dai Li was speechless. He also understood why He Zhonghan was determined not to come as this lobbyist. He was really too shameless to come. Now he felt too shameless to stay in this room.
"Yunong, don't work so hard. If you work hard, you may end up like me in the end. Be careful of villains." Lu Ming advised in a low voice.
"Oh, little man, what do you mean?" Dai Li knew that Lu Ming was referring to something, but he couldn't say the words from his own mouth.
"Ah, Yunong really doesn't know? Then don't say it, just don't say it." Lu Ming thought to himself, if you don't say it, of course I won't say it either.
"I understand, Commander Lu, sooner or later this guy will hit my hand..." Dai Li sneered.
"A rat kills a pot of soup. When I return to Shanghai, I will sign the contract immediately, okay, brother Yunong?" Lu Ming withdrew his move.
"Well, Commander Lu, you should have a good rest. I will come see you when I have time." Dai Li left as if fleeing.
"This person is really asking for trouble. I don't know what he thinks. He locked you up and asked you to pay for it? He is a fool, and he treats others as fools." Liu Qiwen said angrily.
"I used to be too talkative. I would give them whatever money they asked for, and I would give them as much as they wanted. I used to get used to them. I will learn to be more cunning in the future, and I will embarrass them no matter what happens." Lu Ming sneered.
"You used to be like the God of Wealth, always smiling and never embarrass them about money. I tell you, you can't do this in the future. I looked angry!" Liu Qiwen said in a lecturing tone.
"Uh, let's not talk about them anymore, let's dance." Lu Ming said, covering his face.
Just as Lu Ming put the head of the record player on the record, he heard someone knocking on the door again. The voice sounded like Mr. Wenbai.
Lu Ming quickly turned off the record player and went to open the door. As expected, the person standing at the door was Mr. Wen Bai.
"I'm listening to music. It seems I'm in a good mood." Mr. Wenbai glanced around the room.
"General, I am just enjoying the hardships," Lu Ming said after saluting.
Liu Qiwen stood at attention, not daring to relax at all.
Although this was her first time meeting Mr. Wenbai, no one in the country knew that Mr. Wenbai was the commander-in-chief of the "128 Songhu Anti-Japanese War".
"This is your secretary?" Mr. Wenbai asked, pointing at Liu Qiwen.
"Report to the General, Liu Qiwen, a humble official."
"No need to be polite, the little girl looks good, please follow your commander." Mr. Wenbai gave Lu Ming a meaningful look.
"Come on, let's go out for a walk with me."
Mr. Wenbai walked out and said to the two military policemen at the door: "You go back and report. You are no longer needed here."
"Yes, General." The two military policemen saluted and left quickly. They went downstairs to stretch their arms and kick their legs. They had suffered a lot these past two days.
Standing guard here is like a puppet. No one can stop anyone who comes, but they cannot leave.