Chapter 62: The First Military Deal! (Part 1)

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  In the following days, Fu Hong returned to school and was busy with the affairs of the University Alliance Association. He also had to contact Li Zibo, Jiang Yihao, Wu Qian, Zhang Han, and Fang Liang, five seniors who had returned home and held positions in the National Government and various departments after returning home.

  It was Zhao Wei'er, who had been under house arrest by Zhao Tianming. After repeatedly begging in vain, she finally went on a hunger strike and was released, regaining her freedom. Zhao Wei'er was two years younger than Xiao Fanghong, and they were not even in the same grade, so they rarely met. Even when they did meet, it was just an occasional nod or smile, followed by endless silence.

  The reason for this situation, both of them were tacitly aware and didn't want to break the silence. Zhao Wei'er was always concerned about Du Haisheng's recent situation and would find an excuse to come over whenever she had time. She would pull Pu Hong aside and ask him questions, and Pu Hong wouldn't be stingy, smiling as he told stories about the interesting things that had happened to them. Little Ya Tou listened with a face full of envy and jealousy.

  Since you both like the same man, then rely on your own skills to compete, and each will show their magic. Pei Hong didn't show any petty woman's small-mindedness, and she would help out as much as possible, as long as it didn't go against her own principles. For example, if someone asked her to give up Du Haisheng to someone else, she would rather die than agree.

  It was Du Haisheng, who had been idle for the past few days. He would often lie on the table and write his own plan book. This thing really wasn't his strong point. Three days passed, and he only wrote less than a thousand words, which was almost comparable to those online writers who frequently stopped updating. As a military king, planning wasn't his strong suit. However, he still forced himself to continue writing the plan book, gradually perfecting it until it was flawless. In his mind, the plan book was like an outline - as long as there was an outline, the story's content and plot development would naturally unfold easily.

  Hudie returned home in Baoshan District accompanied by Du Haisheng, and took out all her savings and gold and silver jewelry over the years to support the cause of her benefactor, which was also a considerable amount of money.

  It was Ma Yongzhen's injury that recovered in a way that left everyone speechless, and even Du Haisheng couldn't help but admire it. After all, they were two martial arts masters who had trained their disciples to have strong bodies, and their recovery speed was several times faster than ordinary people. With injuries like torn tendons and broken bones, it would take at least a hundred days to recover, let alone Du Haisheng's powerful punches. Yet, Ma Yongzhen had basically recovered within a short period of time, although he still couldn't engage in overly strenuous exercise.

  During this period, the guy was treated like a noble guest, eating chicken and pork every day, lying in bed to eat and drink, it can be said that he is living a heavenly life, even Du Haisheng did not receive such treatment.

  His mind was extremely unbalanced, he really hoped that someone would appear to beat him up, and finally be served by the two beauties, Hu Die and Fu Hong, this kind of life is even more comfortable than being a god.

  After talking with Hei Hong, he took advantage of the night to retrieve those guns, fortunately, no one discovered those things, and this time, he didn't get lost again, nothing happened along the way.

  The days seem to be passing leisurely, and one morning, Fu Hong went out with a high spirit. Du Haisheng was taken aback and asked: What's wrong with you today? Why are you so happy?

  Hong Guan'er said: Commander Jiang came to Shanghai today, and our school organized a team to welcome him.

  Du Haisheng was somewhat bewildered, but then thought for a moment and stood up saying: Chiang (Kai-shek)! He was overly excited, his expression somewhat exaggerated.

  Fu Hong saw his movements were too strange and couldn't help but feel terrified, saying: "It's him, what's wrong?"

  Oh, never mind! Realizing he had been a bit out of line just now, Du Haisheng forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, waved his hand and asked: What did he come to Shanghai for?

  The third workers' armed uprising was successful, and Commander Chiang came to comfort and visit them.

  Hmph, visiting and comforting? I think the drunkard's mind is not on wine!

  Du Haisheng snorted, unaware of the little secrets in Chiang Kai-shek's heart. How could he not know that Chiang's visit to Shanghai this time was clearly aimed at maintaining stability and calming the emotions of the concession authorities? He closely collaborated with the concession authorities to establish law and order in Shanghai, further embracing imperialism and the comprador bourgeoisie. It was truly a wolfish ambition.

  Chiang Kai-shek's arrival means what, Du Haiying fell into a deep thought, it is clear that his arrival means the situation in Shanghai is even more complicated and severe, winning the favor of the concession authorities, someone will give him enough aid funds, and he will show his true face, start secretly purging workers' armed forces and Communist Party members in Shanghai, until the April 12 counter-revolutionary coup.

  And in this process, Chen Duxiu's Rightist ideological line also played a considerable role, by that time the fruits of Shanghai workers' third armed uprising would be completely lost.

  Above the sea of green and red gangs, Huang Jinrong, Du Yuesheng, Zhang Xiaolin and others organized a secret Chinese Progressive Association and an open Shanghai Workers' Union, serving as Chiang Kai-shek's anti-communist henchmen. Chiang provided them with funds, weapons, and dispatched officers Wang Boling, Yang Hu, Chen Qun and others to organize them into troops, which also became a force that directly harmed the workers' armed patrol teams.

  No, I must stop this from happening. Now the entire Shanghai Communist Party and armed workers are being deceived by Chiang Kai-shek's underhanded tactics, and once discovered, they will suffer a fatal blow.

  Even if it can't be stopped, the time for Old Chiang to crack down on the Shanghai Workers' Inspection Team should be delayed, and Chen Duxiu and others should be reminded to make early preparations and not fall into their trap.

  Du Haisheng made up his mind and secretly sighed. It seemed that his pen name was going to be useful again.

  Fu Hong, as a local, didn't know why Du Haisheng had such a complex expression, and asked with a puzzled face: What's the meaning of "the poet's intention is not in the wine"? Commander Jiang has a very high status in the hearts of ordinary people.

  Du Hai Sheng did not refute, he knew that the image of Chiang Kai-shek in people's minds was not yet absolutely ugly, after all, the Communist Party at this time was still in a state of sparks igniting prairie fires and did not have enough capital to contend with the Nationalist government and local warlords. When the KMT and CPC finally tore off their masks and Chiang Kai-shek showed his true face, people would wake up from their dreams.

  It's all right, you can go now, this thing is a good thing, I support you!

  Du Haisheng encouraged him a bit, and the little servant girl was far from having enough political sensitivity. He also didn't have any good explanation to offer, lest others think he was narrow-minded.

  He bowed his head slightly and left quietly, although he didn't understand why Du Haisheng had such a big reaction before and after.

  That's Commander Chiang, I'm afraid it's a personal matter that anyone who hears his name will have such a reaction.

  As soon as she stepped out of the house, Fu Hong couldn't help but think that Du Haisheng's performance was so different from before, and she felt a little embarrassed.

  Waiting for her to leave, Hu Die is now completely ignoring the outside world, embroidering a silk pillowcase flower, hiding in the house and rarely coming out. Instead, Ma Yongzhen walked over with a robust and refreshing demeanor, his complexion having improved significantly.

  Du Haisheng gave him a seat and asked: Brother, how's your injury recovering?

  Ma Yongzhen smiled brightly, with a very Shandong man's demeanor, saying: No problem, basically no issues with mobility, fortunately my physique is strong, I've been practicing martial arts since I was young, otherwise this body would have been beaten to pieces by you.

  Du Haisheng also couldn't help but smile to himself, secretly pleased. If his brother had used the sixth layer of power, he feared that even with your robust physique, you would have been blown to pieces.

  What's on your mind, you don't say it out loud, but as soon as you open your mouth, you say: Do you remember what I told you a few days ago? Today our first task is coming.

  What's wrong?

  Ma Yongzhen has been suffocating for the past two days. For a big man like him, there's nothing more painful than lying in bed being served by several women. More importantly, these two women are as beautiful as flowers and have captivating scents, but from the way they look at each other, it's clear that they've already set their hearts on someone else - and that person is none other than the guy right in front of him.

  When Du Haisheng said there was something to be done, Ma Yongzhen's face showed a look of expectation. Having something to do is much better than idling around here.

  Do you know Hu Renbang?

  Du Haisheng did not answer directly, but instead asked Ma Yongzhen.

  I know, helping Master Zhao Tianming, there is a ruthless character under his command, who seems to have a nickname, called Cold-Faced Killer. I heard that this person's kung fu skills are excellent, and their assassination skills are unparalleled in the martial arts world. I would like to see him, and compare his assassination skills with those of our boss Wang Yazhuo.

  After saying that, Ma Yongzhen was a little puzzled and asked: Is today's task related to the Hu Ren Gang? Did they offend us?

  Ma Yongzhen's words made Du Haisheng almost faint, and he couldn't help but cry and laugh at the same time. He quickly corrected himself: "It's not a grudge, it's a favor. When I first came to Shanghai and had nowhere to turn, I was rescued by Zhao's father and daughter. Oh, I remember that night when you and I met at Bailin Garden, the little girl next to me was Zhao Tianming's daughter, Zhao Wei'er."

  Ma Yongzhen suddenly realized that it wasn't about chopping and killing, which was good. He came to Shanghai Beach, although he had long been clear that the inevitable fight would appear, and he wanted to stand out, fighting and killing was absolutely unavoidable. The later development also confirmed his previous thoughts, fortunately, those days are now gone, mixed rivers and lakes, will eventually die in the rivers and lakes.

  What am I going to find Zhao Tianming for?

  I have a batch of military supplies on hand, and I want you to help me sell them to Zhao Tianming. Du Haisheng replied with a calm smile, neither hastily nor slowly.

  What, ammunition?

  Ma Yongzhen suddenly became interested and asked excitedly: How did you get it? That thing is now in short supply, every gang in Shanghai is eager to move, attacking from all sides to gather information, just to get the smuggling channel for military supplies, so as to expand their own strength and be in a favorable position in the future territorial dispute. You're good, you actually have it readily available.

  This is not good to say now and can't be said. You just need to close this deal and don't ask too many questions for now.

  After some thought, Du Haisheng continued to explain: Also, you let Zhao Tianming name a price, and after he says the price, give him an 80% discount. As a person, one cannot forget kindness and justice.

  Hehe, you should know that military supplies are really scarce now. If it were another gang, they would want to open the price? That's a fool's dream. We lions open our mouths wide and they have to accept with a smile. You're good, though. I admire this way of doing business, brother. A drop of water in return for a gushing spring. But if you keep doing business like this, you'll probably lose money in the end.