Liu Qiwen went to find Song Hanyu before getting off work that afternoon. The two girls first cried together and released the emotions they had suppressed for too long, and then rushed to the Chinachem Hotel together to attend the evening party.
"Sir Lu, is Weng Bailing really dead?" Song Hanyu asked again after seeing Lu Ming.
"Don't worry, he has already arrived at the Palace of Hell. It is impossible for him to be reincarnated. He will probably have to live in the eighteenth level of hell." Lu Ming said with a smile.
"I hope he can be reincarnated into a pig, cow, or sheep, and get stabbed again." Liu Qiwen said harshly.
Everyone laughed. Everyone knew how much Liu Qiwen hated Weng Bailing. Liu Qiwen never hid this fact.
"Sir Lu, do you agree with me coming to work here?" Song Hanyu said anxiously.
"Yes, as long as you are willing, you can come to work tomorrow and ask Secretary Liu to go through the entry procedures for you later." Lu Ming agreed with a smile.
"From now on, it's up to Chief Lu to take care of you." Song Hanyu stood up and bowed.
"Secretary Song, we are old acquaintances, so there is no need to be so polite. I am also short of people here, and you are here to work just to help me, not to mention taking care of me." Lu Ming said with a smile.
Zhao Yuanliang looked at Song Hanyu with envy and said: "Congratulations to Secretary Song, you have suffered a lot in the past, and God will compensate you in the future."
The Secret Intelligence Service does need to be expanded, but Lu Ming's principle is to rather lack than to overdo it. He doesn't want anyone whose character is not up to standard, he doesn't want anyone who can't be trusted, and he doesn't want anyone who doesn't have enough ability. This is Lu Ming's "Three Don'ts" principle that everyone knows.
Even though Lu Ming agreed, Song Hanyu still felt like he was in a dream. The feeling of going to heaven this step was too unreal, so he was always in a trance.
Du Juan's case not only involves the Secret Intelligence Service and the Shanghai Station of the Intelligence Bureau, but also the police station that investigated the case.
After Weng Bailing died, Du Juan's case was considered over, and the police station could close the case.
Although Zhang Ziyang did not undertake this case, he has been paying attention to the progress of the situation.
In the afternoon, Huang Yanning called him and told him that Weng Bailing had burped and informed him of the party in the evening. Zhang Ziyang still hadn't come to his senses and felt that this incident was not true.
"I just don't understand. Logically speaking, as the head of the Shanghai Station, Weng Bailing has a high position and a bright future. Why did he destroy his own future and collude with the Japanese?" Zhang Ziyang said during the dinner.
"Colluding with the Japanese will destroy your future? You think too simply. There are too many collusions with the Japanese in the government. Weng Bailing may think that if you can do this, why can't I? Besides, the Japanese also spare no effort to do it at one time.
I gave him 50,000 yen. A Japanese major general's monthly salary is only a few hundred yen, and 50,000 yen is equivalent to ten years of income." Huang Yanning sneered.
"He risked his life just for these 50,000 yen?" Zhang Ziyang didn't believe it.
"Is 50,000 yen still too little? Inspector Zhang's tone is quite serious." Zhao Yuanliang said with a wry smile.
"Secretary Song knows best what Weng Bailing thinks, and she has the most say in this matter." Lu Ming said with a smile.
Everyone looked at Song Hanyu.
Song Hanyu smiled and said: "Weng Bailing has been unhappy since he became the webmaster. He is very jealous and hates Chief Lu. He thinks that Chief Lu has a strong backing and too much money, and is nothing but these two things.
This is what he said himself, I didn’t make it up.”
Everyone laughed.
Lu Ming rubbed his nose and smiled: "What he said makes sense. I have a backing and I have money. These are all correct. In fact, there is another thing about me that he is very jealous of, and that is that I am more handsome than him.
.”
Everyone laughed again.
Song Hanyu also laughed: "He didn't have much feeling when he was the director, but after he became the station director, he was favored by the supreme leader, and his ambitions quickly swelled. In Shanghai, the station director is more popular than him
Wang, always overpowering him, he was always unconvinced and tried to find an opportunity to overthrow Commander Lu, but failed several times, which also made him suffer from heart problems."
"He doesn't even consider how much he weighs. Whether it's character or wisdom, can he compare with Chief Lu?" Liu Qiwen couldn't help but interject.
Song Hanyu nodded and continued: "The involvement in Miss Du Juan's kidnapping case this time was just due to his revenge. In addition, it was also because of money. Fifty thousand yen was a huge sum of money for him. Since Chief Lu left, the financial situation
It was put under his control, but there was only so much money allocated from above. As the webmaster of Shanghai Station, he received a lot of entertainment every month. Some of it could be reimbursed, but more still had to be paid for by himself.
"
Zhao Yuanliang added: "Secretary Song is right. I know this situation. In the past two years, Weng Bailing misappropriated investigation funds and suffered a lot of losses. He was afraid of being discovered by the headquarters, so he urgently needed a sum of money to fill the deficit."
"Yes, speaking of which, the salary of officials is still too low, and there is no way to squeeze out social funds." Huang Yanning sighed.
Huang Yanning and Zhao Yuanliang are not low-level, with a monthly salary of more than 200 yuan, but without Lu Ming's help, these two people may have trouble eating.
The income is very high, but the prices in Shanghai are also too high. The air in Shanghai is full of temptations to live a luxurious life.
"You officials, with high salaries, still lament that your income is too low. Do you know how those working-class families who only live on ten or twenty yuan a month live?" Zhang Ziyang sneered.
"Well, as soon as Ziyang mentioned this topic, it made me think of Du Juan, and of her and the female workers in the spinning mill. They never spend a penny and live on their fingers every day." Lu Ming couldn't help but think of her.
sighed.
"People have never complained, and they are very grateful. They are grateful that they have a job and can have a salary to support their families every month. Let's look at what life is like for those families without jobs. They can only pick cinders and rotten vegetables.
Leaves to make ends meet.”
Among this group of people, Zhang Ziyang knows the most about the living conditions of the lower class and has the most say.
Lu Ming and others all smiled bitterly. They were indeed considered to be upper-class people. Although they were not familiar with the lives of the people at the bottom, they could often see them. This was still in Shanghai. If they were in other places, the life of the working people would be even worse.
It’s hard.
"Weng Bailing is dead. I wonder who Nanjing will send here." Zhao Yuanliang changed the topic. This was naturally something he was very concerned about.
Zhao Yuanliang knew very well that if Weng Bailing died, he would not be able to succeed him as the webmaster, because his relationship with Lu Ming was too close, which was taboo for Dai Li and of concern to the committee.
It is impossible for Lu Ming to break the taboo and campaign for this position for him. In that case, stretching his hand too far may not be a good thing for Zhao Yuanliang.
However, Zhao Yuanliang has no complaints. Lu Ming has always reserved a deputy director position for him here, and even if he does not come to work, he will be given a salary every month. He is now getting double salary, and more importantly, he is now
It can be considered as having a backer.
"Do you think Chief Kang will come back? He has always wanted to come back," Huang Yanning said.
"He won't come back. This guy made great contributions in the battle against the Red Army and regained the favor of the commission, but he has to be promoted step by step. The position of Shanghai Station Chief is too unqualified for him." Lu Ming shook his head.
road.
Compared to Dai Li, Kang Ze is really the confidant of the commission. If Kang Ze comes back, he will be the top leader of the headquarters and will never be the chief of the branch station. It would be too unfair to him.
But now that Dai Li is in charge of the daily affairs of the Intelligence Bureau, and he has the full trust of the commissioner, the commissioner will not put another person above him.
Kang Ze often took the time to come to Shanghai when he returned to Nanjing. Lu Ming personally entertained him every time, and the friendship between the two deepened day by day.
Several people were talking about the candidates for the Shanghai station, but no one could guess. Appointment and appointment of people are like Sun Tzu's army, he likes to surprise and surprise.
If the commissioner had used all his talents on the battlefield, he would have completed his mission of suppressing the Communists long ago. It is a pity that he does not have this talent.
After the meal, Zhang Ziyang quietly told Lu Ming that he wanted to find a bar to have two more drinks after the dinner. Lu Ming knew that he had something to say to him, so he agreed.
After everyone broke up, Lu Ming asked Huang Yanning to drive Liu Qiwen and Song Hanyu back in his car, and he would go back by himself in the evening.
Lu Ming and Zhang Ziyang went to a nearby bar, ordered a bottle of whiskey, and continued drinking.
"Lu Ming, our director suddenly came to me yesterday and said that he wanted to appoint me as the deputy director of the central branch. I haven't made up my mind yet. You can help me give advice." Zhang Ziyang said.
"Deputy Director of the Central Branch, is this considered a high promotion? Your Director is going to re-appoint you." Lu Ming said with a smile.