After hearing that Zhou Hexuan wanted to provide disaster relief, Hu Zhengzhi frowned and said: "It would be very difficult to carry out disaster relief activities. One person's efforts are actually a drop in the bucket in the face of natural disasters."
"What about private charity groups? You can ask them for help." Zhou Hexuan said.
Zhang Jiluan said with a wry smile: "The largest charity group in Tianjin is Ba Shan Tang, but last year Du Xiaoshan committed suicide out of fear of crime in the patrol room, and Ba Shan Tang was disbanded immediately."
Zhou Hexuan could only smile bitterly when he heard this. It was because of him that Du Xiaoshan died. If the Bashan Hall was still there, even if those people embezzled the donations, they would at least be able to do something. Now that the Bashan Hall is gone, the victims have fled to Tianjin.
, there wasn’t even a porridge cook.
"Where's the Red Cross? Why didn't they come forward?" Zhou Hexuan asked again.
Hu Zhengzhi said helplessly: "The Red Cross has financial difficulties and is already struggling."
The Red Cross Society of China was founded in 1904 and initially made great achievements. Today, it has more than 40,000 members and more than 280 branches across the country. A few years ago, the Great Kanto Earthquake in Japan, the Red Cross Society of China even went to Japan to provide disaster relief, and was well received by the international community.
Widely praised by the society.
However, due to years of warlord warfare and frequent disasters across the country, the Red Cross Society was unable to provide relief. Coupled with financial allocation difficulties and private donations becoming less and less, the Red Cross Society of China was really powerless to provide disaster relief.
Zhang Jiluan reminded: "Mingcheng, according to the news from our reporters in Shandong, the natural disasters in Shandong this year may have just begun."
"What's going on?" Zhou Hexuan asked.
Zhang Jiluan explained: "Last winter there was very little snowfall in Shandong, and there were heavy rains in early spring. But in the last half month, no rain fell, and the weather was weird and abnormal. The temperature in spring was actually like early summer, and there were already signs of drought. Experienced farmers said that this kind of
The situation is likely to be accompanied by a locust plague. Even if there is no locust plague, Shandong's grain harvest will be sharply reduced. By summer and autumn, it is estimated that there will be an appalling famine in Shandong."
Zhou Hexuan was silent.
The lack of snow in winter means that wheat seeds cannot get enough water and cannot kill the locust eggs hidden in the ground. Continuous heavy rains in early spring mean that the survival rate of seedlings planted in spring is very low. If there is another drought or locust plague,
It is equivalent to saying that all spring, summer and autumn crops are cut off, which would simply cost lives.
The most terrifying thing is that Zhang Zongchang is now in charge of Shandong, and there is a layer of man-made disaster behind the natural disaster.
Zhou Hexuan can completely imagine how miserable Shandong will be this year. It is not an exaggeration to call it a hell on earth.
"Brothers Zheng and Chizhang," Zhou Hexuan said to Hu and Zhang, "send photographers to pay attention to the disaster in Shandong for a long time and record all the situations with photos. We will make big news then!"
"No problem." Zhang Jiluan nodded.
Hu Zhengzhi said: "When the time comes we use news and facts to speak, and we should be able to appeal for some donations."
Zhou Hexuan asked again: "How should we rescue the victims in Tianjin at this moment?"
Hu Zhengzhi smiled and said two words: "Qinggang!"
"Qing Gang?" Zhou Hexuan said in surprise.
Hu Zhengzhi nodded and said: "It's the Qing Gang. The Qing Gang in Tianjin is divided into two groups. One is composed of policemen and gangsters and belongs to Zhuoliu. The leader is Li Dahai, the director of the Military and Police Inspectorate under Chu Yupu; the other is composed of celebrities and wealthy businessmen.
It is composed of intellectuals and belongs to Qingliu, and its leader is Yuan Kewen, the son of Yuan Shikai."
"Yuan Kewen is still the leader of the Green Gang?" Zhou Hexuan was extremely surprised.
Hu Zhengzhi smiled and said: "What's weird? Not to mention Yuan Kewen, even Zhang Xunzhi, the director of the interview department of our "Ta Kung Pao", is a member of the Tianjin Youth Gang. Many other reporters have also joined the Youth Gang, otherwise where would the news come from?
Well-informed.”
Zhou Hexuan has only one idea, what a fool!
Hu Zhengzhi said: "Don't look for the Qingliu from the Qinggang. They are a gang of villains who can only get in and out. They do all kinds of evil including extortion, murder and kidnapping. If you want to help the victims, you can look for the Qingliu from the Qinggang. Among these people are editors, reporters,
Teachers, doctors, wealthy businessmen and political veterans have great social influence. They are rich themselves and are keen on seeking fame, so they should support charity activities."
Hu Zhengzhi drew out a list for Zhou Hexuan and said: "All the Tianjin Youth Gang members I know are on this list."
Zhou Hexuan took a look at the list and saw that it read: Yuan Kewen, the second son of Yuan Shikai, Zhang Xunzhi, director of the interview department of Ta Kung Pao, Zhang Yinghua, the former national finance minister and current governor of Henan Province (not taking office), chairman of Dexing Salt Company,
Wang Muyi, vice chairman of Hengyuan Cotton Mill, Wei Ziwen, a tycoon in Tianjin's leasing industry, Guan Xingquan, manager of Beiyang Theater, Pan Zixin, chairman of National Hotel, Bi Xinzhai, comprador of Amway Bank, Li Hanchen, comprador of Tianjin Barge Company...
"Should I visit Yuan Kewen first?" Zhou Hexuan asked.
Hu Zhengzhi nodded and said: "Yes, as long as it has the support of Yuan Kewen, the Qingliu faction of the Tianjin Qinggang will basically win. You can ask Xunzhi to accompany you."
"Thank you, Brother Zheng, for clearing up the confusion."
Zhou Hexuan immediately went to the interview department and found Zhang Xunzhi, the director of the interview department.
Zhang Xunzhi is 46 years old. He is slightly overweight, wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and has a chubby face that is quite friendly. If Hu Zhengzhi had not reminded him, Zhou Hexuan would never have guessed in his dreams that the fat middle-aged man in front of him would be a member of the Youth Gang.
"President, do you have anything to do with me?" Zhang Xunzhi asked in a respectful tone.
Zhou Hexuan explained his purpose of coming and said sincerely: "More and more victims are pouring into Tianjin now. If this rate continues, I'm afraid the number will exceed 10,000 by the end of the month. I have the financial resources to help hundreds of people at most. I can only ask people from the Qinggang to do this."
Come and help.”
After Zhang Xunzhi heard this, he patted his chest and said with a smile: "This is a good thing, I will take care of it!"
Zhang Xuzhi has a very senior position in the Qinggang. Like Yuan Kewen, they both belong to the "Tong" generation, a generation higher than Du Yuesheng and Zhang Xiaolin in Shanghai (Da Tong Wujue, Du Yuesheng belongs to the "Wu" generation).
That night, Zhang Xuzhi took Zhou Hexuan to Yuan Mansion.
This is a three-story small foreign-style building with a large area and dozens of rooms. The previous owner of the house was Shi Yousan, the "rebellious general" who burned down the Shaolin Temple.
Zhang Xunzhi rang the doorbell, and soon a servant stood behind the door and asked: "Who is it?"
"Zhang Xunzhi, a general scholar, brought Mr. Zhou Hexuan to pay a visit. I would like to inform you of your worries." As Zhang Xunzhi spoke, he handed the servant a greeting card from Jianghu.
After a while, the servant opened the door and said: "You two, please come with me."
Zhou Hexuan followed him into the house and went up to the second floor. The servant gently pushed open the door, then bowed and exited, and the sound of singing and singing came from inside.
"Shh!"
Zhang Xuzhi raised his index finger to signal Zhou Hexuan not to make any noise.
The two of them walked into the room a little and saw Yuan Kewen, who was dressed in a female opera costume, singing "A Dream in the Garden" with resentment. As expected of the four great princes of the Republic of China, Yuan Kewen's appearance in women's clothing was actually quite charming.