The first thousand one hundred and seventy-two chapters paved the way
"It seems that I have never blocked your idea of going abroad. You are also planning for the future of your family. There is nothing wrong. Everyone has their own way of life. Who is right and who is wrong? Maybe I will also go abroad in the future.
Come to you!"
"Let's have more contact with American expatriates. Britain was bombed into ruins by Germany a few years ago. There is no point in going there. At least the United States itself has not been attacked."
"Although there are many antiques, calligraphy and paintings at home, you can't take them abroad. These are all things left by our ancestors. It's better to keep them at home. I can keep some of the rest of the gold, silver, jewelry and foreign exchange, and you can keep the rest.
Take them all with you," Chen Mingxiang said.
There are two cigarette factories, two tea factories, two silk reeling factories and two silk weaving factories in central China. In addition to the profits from salt and coal, and the profits from three textile factories, he does not have to worry about money after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War.
If you plant something and set aside two to three million dollars, you will be able to spend it in a lifetime.
"It's too early to say this now. Japan has not been completely defeated, and I don't know what the domestic situation is like. If things can improve quickly after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, I am not willing to leave you alone in the country and run out of the country with yourself and your children." Wang
True said.
When she was asked to go abroad, she began to hesitate. The key was that Chen Mingxiang, as the man in the family, did not want to go abroad. She was also a little too lonely abroad. The best way was of course for the two of them to go together. No, it was for the whole family to go together.
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"Why, are you afraid that I will find a second house in China?" Chen Mingxiang joked to her.
"I'm not worried about this. There are so many beautiful women around me, and I haven't seen you cheating on me. Besides, this kind of thing cannot be prevented. Didn't you often say that only Qianri can be a thief?
The principle of guarding against thieves for a thousand days?”
"A few days ago, you went to Jinling to see Chen Gongbo. I contacted Ling Ji several times to deal with company affairs. She seemed unwilling to stay in the country. If I really want to leave, call her and we can live together.
, they also take care of each other." Wang Zhen said.
This seems to be a good thing. Renji's life is also very difficult. After working as a backup dancer in a dance hall for many years, she was forced to marry a traitor. Her situation is not the same as that of ordinary backup dancers. Perhaps she is pursuing Pan Sansheng's case.
When the time comes, we might be able to track her down, so going to the United States would be a good idea.
"Section Chief Gangcun, I'm going to the concentration camp tonight to deliver some cornbread. You tell the officer on duty that I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow. Lieutenant Colonel Yazaki Kan-10 is coming to my house as a guest." Chen Mingxiang picked up the phone and called Gangcun.
Suitable for three.
At about ten o'clock in the evening, several trucks and several cars loaded with cornmeal made their way through each concentration camp.
Every time he came to the gate of a concentration camp, Chen Mingxiang stuck his head out and said hello to the gendarmerie officer on duty, and then the vehicle drove into the camp. Also on board were the liaison officer of the Special Higher Education Course and the former director of the Ministry of Industry Bureau.
In the past, Gangcun and Xiaoye had to follow the supervision for fear of bringing in any contraband. After such a long time, now they simply stopped coming and just waited to collect the money. They were very relieved about Chen Mingxiang.
In order to worry about being suspected by the Japanese, Chen Mingxiang came to the concentration camp not very frequently, usually once or twice a month. Each time, he brought trucks of steamed buns and large baskets of pickles, as well as some medicine, salt and sugar.
The quantity is very sufficient, and it can probably barely meet the needs of survival.
The camp must have been notified in advance. When the vehicle came in, men and women rushed out and ran under the truck, looking expectantly.
A few people climbed up, and the first thing they did was to move down two baskets of steamed bread. If they didn't put their stomachs in place, they wouldn't be able to store the food in the house, and their physical strength wouldn't be able to support it at all.
The warm steamed buns made these people feel a little warm. At this time, there was a famine in Shanghai, and even pure stick noodle steamed buns had become a luxury.
"Mr. Chen, although I have said it many times, I still want to say thank you again. If you come two days later, many people may not be able to hold on." Mingside squeezed Chen Mingxiang's hand hard and shook it.
Cried.
Despite Chen Mingxiang's continuous relief, life in the concentration camp was still miserable. In addition to not having enough food and clothing, he was particularly afraid of getting sick. He often died without treatment and was thrown into a crematorium by the Japanese army.
"Come on, take a seat in my car. There are cigars and red wine in it. I have specially prepared some steak, chicken and potatoes stew for you directors. Your bodies must not collapse." Chen Mingxiang pointed out.
Pointing to his car.
This was perhaps the most beautiful moment in the concentration camp. The smokers tore open the cigarette packs, smoked a few cigarettes greedily, and even tasted a small amount of coffee and chewed a few pieces of candy to replenish their sugar intake.
As for the fruits, eggs, vegetables and other things brought in the car, as well as cane sugar and milk powder, they are basically for old men and children.
The military police guarding the gate and the military police patrolling the camp happily tasted the chocolates and cans brought by Chen Mingxiang, turning a blind eye to what was going on in the camp. They only had a few extra dollars in their pockets.
After a busy night, this matter was finally done. Chen Mingxiang and Wang Zhen slept all morning and only got up for lunch at noon.
However, I still have to be busy for a while, because someone is coming to the house for dinner in the evening. Fortunately, there is a chef and a maid, so there is no need for the two of them to do it themselves.
"There is a serious food shortage in Shanghai now. Many people have starved to death. The life of the ordinary people is really no better than that of the foreigners in the concentration camps. While we have plenty of money, would you like to find a way to buy some food relief?
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"At the Zhabei Relief Station, people are always half-starved and half-fed. This is because they have rejected too many refugees to ensure that they can survive," Wang Zhen said.
The scene in the concentration camp shocked her. No one inside was healthy. The harsh environment and constant hunger had completely destroyed the bodies of these foreigners.
She felt sour in her heart when she saw the usually well-dressed gentlemen and the pretty and fashionable young ladies devouring the steamed buns in their hands, and the thin children licking every drop of milk powder in their bowls.
The lives of foreign expats are hard, but the lives of ordinary people in Shanghai are even harder. Wang Zhen doesn’t value money and is willing to use his own money to do good things for the citizens.
"I can't do it this month. It's not that I'm reluctant to spend money, but that I simply can't buy food. If such a channel existed, I would have thought of a way long ago."
"Don't be too anxious. Rice from Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces will be on the market soon. I have notified the Southeast Trading Company and the purchasing stations in various places to secretly purchase rice and ship it to the Shanghai market. It is estimated that it will only take ten days and a half." Chen Mingxiang shook his head.
