There were seven attackers in total, and they were not Japanese, but Chinese patrolmen from the Japanese Concession.
In the late Qing Dynasty, foreign powers established concessions in China one after another, and then the concession police agencies appeared. Since the Chinese people at that time had no concept of police, the concession police agencies were called patrol houses.
In the beginning, the patrol house only recruited foreigners, and there were no restrictions. As a result, a large number of foreigners with unknown origins became police officers, causing public resentment. As a last resort, the patrol house in the concession began to recruit Chinese. The purpose was to improve the police atmosphere, not the number of foreigners.
not enough.
At the beginning, the concession had very high requirements for Chinese patrols. Those with criminal records were not required, and at least one-third were highly educated (mainly students and employees of foreign banks).
But the situation has developed to the point where it has become a mess. The elements of Chinese patrols are extremely complex, with all kinds of religions and sects including corruption, bribery, extortion, extortion... there is no bad thing they dare not do.
The situation in the British, French, American, Italian and other concessions is slightly better. Basically every few years they have to deal with a batch and drive out those with too bad reputations from the police force.
But the Japanese Concession was an exception. Whether it was the Japanese Concession in Tianjin or Shanghai, it was the dirtiest and messiest of all the concessions. As long as the Chinese patrols were obedient, the Japanese did not care about their evil deeds, which led to the Chinese patrols in the Japanese Concession becoming more and more arrogant.
At this moment, the seven Chinese patrol officers, after injuring the department store clerk, not only did not admit their fault, but instead showed off their power and said: "We wear this uniform to represent the Emperor of Japan!"
The onlookers were immediately filled with indignation and spontaneously blocked the entrance of the shopping mall, blocking the way of the Chinese patrolling officers.
Chinese people who can afford to go shopping in department stores are not low-class civilians, at least they are company employees with stable jobs. Think about it clearly, a ticket to Zhongyuan Amusement Park costs 4 cents, plus tea and drinks, and you can watch the show for half a day.
It costs at least 1 yuan, which is enough to feed a lower-class family of three for several days.
"Stop, you must apologize!" a fat lady yelled.
Someone took the lead, and other onlookers responded one after another. There was even a man with glasses in a suit and leather shoes, who grabbed the Chinese patrolman by the lapel and said: "You wear this dog skin and you are Japanese? You traitor!"
There were at least dozens of people surrounding the seven Chinese patrol groups. Seeing the public outrage, they immediately gave in. One guy suddenly took out his iron whistle and blew it with all his strength to call for police support.
"Hush!"
The whistle sounded.
Before the police arrived, department store manager Lin Ziyuan had already arrived. He asked the employees present: "What's going on?"
The frightened Shopping Mall employee replied: "Manager Lin, these patrol officers secretly took away a few pairs of British leather shoes on the counter while we were not paying attention. After we found out, they not only refused to pay, but also beat people. The man with a mark on his forehead
The mole, Mr. Hua, fired a shot at the ceiling, and the bullet bounced back and injured the customer."
Lin Ziyuan was furious when he heard that Zhongyuan Department Store had Japanese shares. On the opening day, even the Japanese Consul General in Tianjin attended the reception in person. A few Chinese prisoners from the Japanese Concession actually bullied Zhongyuan Company.
"Stop them, I'll call the Japanese Consulate!" Lin Ziyuan said and turned around to leave.
Those Chinese police officers were confused. If they really went to the Japanese consulate, they would definitely be punished.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way quickly, or I'll shoot!" Several Chinese police officers wanted to escape. As long as they were not caught on the spot, they would not admit it.
Seeing this, Zhou Hexuan suddenly shouted: "Beat the traitor to death!"
The onlookers who were originally frightened by the gun immediately rushed forward with enthusiasm when they heard the word "traitor". Even the wealthy ladies carried their handbags and smashed them, and everyone worked together to pin down the few Hua arresters.
A group fight on the ground.
There is still hope for this country.
Zhou Hexuan smiled happily and said: "Let's go, don't watch the excitement."
As in history, the opening of Zhongyuan Amusement Park caused a great stir. Under the pressure of public opinion, the Japanese Consulate accepted the complaint of Zhongyuan Company and arrested the troublemakers.
As for the ending, let it end.
Therefore, the Japanese have a very strange thinking. They are just a few gangsters who are recruited after being expelled. However, they feel that the Chinese prisoners in the Japanese Concession represent the prestige of the Japanese Concession and cannot be compromised easily.
It must be maintained vigorously, so that in the future there will be Chinese people who will do their best for the Japanese Empire!
As a result, those Chinese detainees were only detained for a few days without being questioned or compensated for their losses. Within a week, they were patrolling the streets again with guns on their backs. They even deliberately went to department stores to pay for things.
Sometimes, he mocks and threatens store employees without restraint.
Zhongyuan Company was afraid of offending the Japanese, so it stopped pursuing the matter. It also asked its employees to have a better attitude towards Chinese patrols, and fired anyone who caused trouble.
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A few days later, a young man with a bruised nose and face came to the China Broadcasting Corporation and asked to see Zhou Hexuan by name.
Liao Yaquan brought him in. Before Zhou Hexuan could say anything, the man burst into tears and said, "Mr. Zhou, you have to make the decision for me!"
Zhou Hexuan was a little confused and asked: "What's going on?"
The man complained: "My name is Lu Youfu, and I am a salesperson at Zhongyuan Company. I was the one who discovered that Hua was stealing things that day. Those dog Huas took revenge on me and took me to the patrol room indiscriminately when I was off work.
, said that I stole other people’s things. Not only did they beat me up, but they also locked me up for three full days, and now the company has fired me! The whole family is counting on me to make money for food, what should I do now!”
During the Republic of China, it was not easy to find a job. Not to mention intellectuals, ordinary civilians had to have a sponsor to even become an apprentice. Once someone committed a crime, basically no company would be willing to hire him, and those who were fired from the company were even more discriminated against.
Zhou Hexuan smiled bitterly and said: "I am not a consular court, how can I help you make the decision?"
Lu Youfu said sadly and helplessly: "Mr. Zhou, you are a kind person, and your broadcast has a great influence. Many people in Tianjin are listening to it. I have no other ideas. I just want to tell the truth on the broadcast and return the favor."
I am innocent, so I can find work elsewhere."
"Don't worry, let me think about it first," Zhou Hexuan comforted him. He took out two silver dollars and said, "Take these money to treat your injuries. Come back tomorrow and I promise to help you get justice."
"Thank you, Mr. Zhou," Lu Youfu said gratefully, "but I can't take the money."
Zhou Hexuan asked curiously: "I heard you speak in an orderly manner. You have read books before."
Lu Youfu said: "I learned carpentry from my uncle when I was a child, and I can do arithmetic. I also studied in a civilian open-air school for a few days. By the way, I can also speak a few words in English, choke to death, hug, Goodmorning, three grams of oil,
Goodbye, Hua Ma Qi."
Zhou Hexuan smiled and said: "My radio station is still short of a handyman. Come and work tomorrow. Your Tianjin accent is too strong. If you practice Mandarin well and recognize a few more words, you might be able to become an announcer in the future.
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"Really?" Lu Youfu was overjoyed and said quickly, "Then don't offend the Japanese by helping me broadcast, so as not to hurt you, Mr. Zhou. Anyway, I have found a job."
Alas, we citizens like to keep things quiet.
Whether it is Zhongyuan Department Store or this salesperson named Lu Youfu, they all think that doing less is worse than doing more.
Zhou Hexuan waved his hand and said: "Go ahead. Broadcasting still needs to be done. Just listen to my news."
Zhou Hexuan wanted to use this incident to create a radio talk show, which was absolutely new in the Republic of China.
