Li Cuiqun glanced at Chen Mingchu and couldn't help but exclaim in his heart:
This is an interesting and smart person.
Chen Mingchu just mentioned the names of Che Luwang, Li Wanmao, Cheng Xuyuan and others, which made Li Cuiqun very excited and could be said to have raised the expectations to the peak.
Then, Chen Mingchu called Wang Yanmu's name.
And this person told Li Cuiqun frankly that he did not know the addresses of Li Wanmao, Cheng Xuyuan and others, but—
Wang Jiemu knew.
And he just knew Wang Yingmu's address.
In this way, Li Cuiqun's heart was no longer deceiving anger, and his attention to Chen Mingchu was not only not reduced, but he also valued it even more.
Because, Chen Mingchu said bluntly that he not only knew Wang Yingmu’s address, but was also confident in instigating Wang Yingmu!
Wang Yingmu is a big fish himself, and this person is tied with Li Wanmao, Cheng Xuyuan, and even Zheng Lijun, the senior management of the entire Military Control Commission Shanghai District.
"Brother Chen is really sure to instigate Wang Zhimu?" Li Cuiqun confirmed repeatedly.
"Deputy Director Li doesn't know that Wang Yingmu and Dai Chunfeng have already had a frustration." Chen Mingchu showed a look of pride and said, "Now, Chen only needs to use a little trick, and these two people will definitely be completely ruling."
"Oh?" Li Cuiqun looked at Chen Mingchu and nodded slightly, "I would like to hear the details."
"Nothing." Chen Mingchu smiled, "For people like Wang Yingmu, torture tools may be useless, but only attacking the heart is the best."
As he said that, he told his plans.
Both Li Cuiqun and Su Chende nodded frequently and praised Chen Mingchu's plan.
...
Early in the morning of the day, the weather was not very good, and the clouds were pressing very low.
Room 206, 206, 2nd floor, Huafu Apartment, Luban Road.
Wang Yingmu put on a custom suit just made, took a photo in front of the dressing mirror, picked up the top hat and put it on, and nodded with satisfaction.
Holding a civilized stick, he locked the door and left home.
He is now fascinated by ballroom dance, and is fascinated by the swaying dance floor all day long.
Sitting in the rickshaw, Wang Yingmu looked at the clouds that were pressing down very low. Thinking of his situation, he couldn't help but sigh.
Thinking back to the time, Ruan Zhiyuan, assistant to the Shanghai Station Station, rebelled, Zheng Weilong was arrested, and the Shanghai Station was in chaos.
He, Wang Yimu, was ordered to take charge of the Shanghai Station in Linwei, and he was also full of energy and wanted to do a big career.
It’s all because of Zheng Lijun!
When Wang Yanmu thought of this person, he secretly hated him.
Before he came to Shanghai, Zheng Lijun was the acting stationmaster of Shanghai Station. Perhaps this person was sure that the position of Shanghai Stationmaster was his.
Therefore, since Wang Yingmu came to Shanghai, Zheng Lijun has been making trouble everywhere.
This person not only holds the operation brigade and is unwilling to hand over power, but also targets the affairs of the station everywhere. He can no longer be described as a lip service. It can be said that he is a confrontation of open fire.
Faced with such a situation, he naturally had sufficient reasons to complain to Dai Chunfeng and demanded that Zheng Lijun be transferred from Shanghai.
Who would have thought...
Whenever Wang Yingmu recalled the quarrel between him and Dai Chunfeng, he was very angry and disheartened:
"He is the deputy webmaster after all, and he has also worked as an agent webmaster. You got Cheng Xuyuan to the field office. The people in Shanghai are already in a state of turmoil. If you transfer him away, you will be the only new district chief. What will happen?" Dai Chunfeng said coldly.
"He won't leave, I'll leave!"
Wang Yanmu admitted that he said this in anger, but what he didn't expect was that Dai Chunfeng nodded directly - "This is a solution."
Wang Yingmu never expected that his loyal friend would turn his elbows outwards, protecting a "small-headed young man" who was far less than his qualifications and credit.
In this way, Wang Yingmu, the stationmaster of Shanghai Station and one of the veterans of the secret service office, was beaten to the end and appointed as a direct member of Tianjin.
The direct subordinate has a special status and does not need to report any incidents. You can contact Dai Chunfeng directly. However, the direct subordinate has no official position and actually has no rights. There is no military force under his command!
How insulting!
This is also the reason why Wang Yingmu was stranded in Shanghai for a long time and did not go to Tianjin to take office in his post.
...
Wang Yingmu, who was thinking about his concern, did not notice that the rickshaw was not taken to Paramount on Gordon Road.
When he came to his senses and noticed that the coachman actually pulled him to a remote road, it was too late.
The rickshaw driver flipped over the car and Wang Yanmu fell to the ground.
At the same time, a car suddenly braked and stopped.
Wang Yanmu looked up and saw the black muzzle.
Several men dressed in short dress stood in front of him, pointing several guns at him.
A man smiled first, "Website Manager Wang, please invite him on No. 76."
Wang Yanmu's face changed.
...
Baier Road.
Saida Apartment.
Zhang Ping added water to Cheng Qianfan's cup.
"The comrades of Jiang Kang expressed their gratitude to us," said Zhang Ping.
After the "landlord" safely evacuated Shanghai, the French Concession Special Party Branch resumed contact with the Shanghai underground party organization. However, the two sides temporarily adopted a mailbox contact with the "no-face-to-face" one.
The Jiang anti-Japanese troops launched the "night attack on Hushuguan" at the end of last month.
From entry to withdrawal, the entire battle was successfully annihilated all the Japanese and puppet defenders in less than an hour, and successfully forced the Ningxia Line Railway to stop for three days.
In this victory, the special party branch of the French Concession also played an important role in the batch of supplies provided by the troops.
Jiang Kang expressed his gratitude to the Shanghai local party organizations.
The Shanghai local party organizations naturally knew who the credit was, so they conveyed Jiang Kang's thanks in the mailbox of the special party branch of the French Concession.
Of course, due to Comrade Fang Jinghua's evacuation, the Shanghai local party organizations did not know any information about the comrades they contacted through the mailbox. They did not know that the other party was named "French Concession Special Party Branch". In the current Shanghai local party organizations, the other party was code-named "Thorn Bird".
...
"Is there any movement in Meicun?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"No." Zhang Ping shook her head, "The team did not take action against those people."
Cheng Qianfan nodded slightly, and couldn't help but admire Jiang Kang's leader's wisdom and courage.
Previously, the Japanese army borrowed a cargo transport team from Jiujiu Trading to arrange people to sneak into Meicun, with the purpose of inquiring about the intelligence and traces of the New Fourth Army.
The result of inquiry is that everything is normal in Ume Village.
However, Yuichi Oda, who was in charge of the operation, was very cunning. He ordered a group of agents pretending to be Chinese vendors to lurk near Umemura.
Cheng Qianfan sent out information and reminded the team to clear the lurkers.
However, Jiang Kang's leaders were very courageous and they did not touch these lurkers.
Cheng Qianfan thought about it carefully and couldn't help but admire that as an outstanding dropout in the Central Army Officers' School, he also had excellent military qualities. His intuition told him that the team planned to use these spies to play a big game.
Zhang Ping looked at the time of the wall clock.
"It's almost time," she said.
"Come on." Cheng Qianfan took off his shirt and said Dandan.
"Do you want to take anesthetics?" Zhang Ping asked.
Cheng Qianfan shook his head, "No, taking anesthetics will have an effect on my consciousness, and there will even be clues in muscle performance. This is just to cover up the wound, and there should be no new negligence."
He smiled and said to Zhang Ping, "Don't worry, it's okay."
Zhang Ping handed a towel to Cheng Qianfan and said softly, "Bite it, don't scream."
To be continued...