Chapter 686 The Ming Family Visits

After going out for a while, it was already past eleven o'clock when we returned to the Prince's Mansion. This means that he has passed. Otherwise, only Liu Yitong would be there, and he would not have to grind anymore. The Japanese are suspicious of everything and constantly pester and test. This is annoying.

They haven't slept yet, even Uncle Wu and Aunt Liang are waiting for twelve o'clock to pass. It was the same at this time, the fireworks in the sky never stopped, and they exploded loudly. They were old and had little sleep, so they couldn't sleep well at all. So the guardsmen were drinking and playing cards at the concierge. Inside, Yu Manli was sitting on the sofa in loose pajamas, listening to the Spring Festival special program on the radio and reading, while the old couple were knitting sweaters. I just can't sit still and always want to do something by the light.

In the past two years, the old couple knitted two sets of sweaters and trousers for Wang Yan and Qi Si, as well as some for themselves. They didn't have anywhere to send the rest, so they asked the gangsters on guard if they wanted it. They didn't know what was wrong with them. Later, Qi Si asked the old couple to knit sweaters for the little beggars who were already in school.

The previous meal was only partially cooked, so Wang Yan and Qi Si came back and took another hot bite.

While they were eating, Yu Manli ran over and asked curiously: "How is the situation?"

"It was suspected that it was someone from the military command. A total of twenty-three people died. Wang Furui was shot in the head at close range. In addition, three businessmen who followed him and defected to the Japanese also suffered. They died miserably. The rest Nineteen people were their guards. There were three people who took action, and no one saw their faces. The whole process took less than five minutes, and they fired a lot of shots calmly. "

"When did the military commander become so powerful? In the past, their actions were either assassinations or encirclement and killing. Why haven't I heard that they had such masters of action before? Did Chen Gongshu do it himself? It couldn't be possible. If he was so powerful, he would have been there back then. It’s time for Hanoi to attack Wang Zhaoming. Why did he sit on the bench for more than two months and be transferred from the station chief in Tianjin to Shanghai to do dirty work? "

Yu Manli now also knows some things about the military command. Of course, she only asked about it from Wang Yan when she had nothing to do. After all, she didn't even know where the military commander's door opened, and it was a one-way communication, with only one superior, and she was ordered to stay by Wang Yan's side, which basically meant she didn't have much work. If you want to know any news, you can only read the newspapers, but how much actual news can be found in newspapers.

Wang Yan shook his head: "Perhaps they are newly sent here. They have very high combat effectiveness. If such people come to Shanghai, it will be more difficult for them to have peace in the future."

"Hey, how is Wang Manchun?"

"I said I couldn't bear the blow and was too sad, so I didn't come here. Okay, this matter has nothing to do with you, so don't gloat here and study the school affairs carefully. Isn't it time to open a middle school? Arrangements How's it going?"

The elementary school has been open for a full year now, and we already have experience in how to carry out teaching work. In addition, there are now graduates from the elementary school, so it is natural to establish a middle school, and then it is natural to establish a high school.

Boss Wang really has enough money to support the school. Besides, his superiors also have instructions to train educated young people who are the children of workers.

And really speaking, the cost of middle school is much less than that of elementary school. Because even if he pays half of the tuition, food, and accommodation, there are always families with difficulties. Families that favor boys over girls choose not to continue studying, but send them to learn some crafts early. Even if they do not run schools according to the current education system and do not conduct examinations, there will always be people who feel that their talents are dull.

Therefore, even if middle schools are divided into boys' and girls' schools, the overall number will be smaller. This is a natural elimination process.

In the current education system, primary school is divided into junior primary school and senior primary school, which last for seven years. Students must take exams to advance from junior primary school to primary school. There are four years of middle school, several years of high school, and college preparatory courses, etc. The number of years of study is not short. Wang Yan's school has five years of primary school education, four years of middle school education, and three years of high school education. It is basically the same as the later education system, except that the primary school stage is different.

Because people in this era are precocious and mature quickly. Except for wealthy people, there is basically no such thing as being a bear at the age of eight or nine. Everyone is sensible. In primary school, you need to learn how to read and write sentences, and teach some general courses. Five years is enough.

In fact, he has an education system. After all, he has been an emperor, but it is not suitable for this kind of war. On the other hand, he also had to abide by the rules set by the Wang Puppet Government to a certain extent, so he did not make any changes on his own initiative.

Yu Manli kept talking nonstop, talking about the preparations for middle school. After all, school is about to start next month, so it's quite a rush.

After dinner, it was already twelve o'clock. Wang Yan and others were setting off fireworks in the courtyard of the prince's mansion, and they had the most fun...

The next day, Wang Yan, who had only rested for a few hours, still woke up early, leaving Yu Manli sleeping soundly on the large and comfortable bed. He went downstairs to meet Uncle Wu, Aunt Liang, the couple, Qi Si and the guards. The subordinates in the Wang Mansion all received red envelopes and began their daily morning exercises.

Just as he was finishing his morning exercise, the man at the door rode his bicycle over to report that all the Ming family next door had come to pay New Year's greetings.

Wang Yan waved his hand and asked his men to invite the people to the living room. He then took the towel from Qi Si who was accompanying him and wiped his face and hands.

Qi Si said: "Brother Yan, there is a spy in our family. Otherwise, how could Minglou calculate the time so accurately? You just finished morning exercise, and they all came to pay New Year's greetings together?"

"Who do you think it is?"

"It's hard to say, but it's probably the people guarding the gatehouse. We change a group every week, and your work and rest schedule is very regular and has never changed. Outsiders know that it is no exception."

Wang Yan walked back with a smile and said to Qi Si who was following him: "You are eighteen this year, right?"

"Yes."

"When I shook hands with you two days ago, I felt that your body had developed almost. Even if you will continue to develop in the remaining two or three years, there will not be much improvement."

Qi Si's height has increased sharply in the past two years. Although he is not over 1.8 meters, he is about 79 meters. Muscles have also piled up, with broad shoulders and a stable lower body. Practicing the martial arts taught by Wang Yan, tempering his muscles and bones, and practicing martial arts, he has achieved some success now.

He has not been idle in the past two years. Wang Yan has many martial artists under his command. He would compete with others four or five times a month. He has been fighting for two years. It is not that he has not lost, but it is really difficult for ordinary people to fight. Let alone others, at least Shi Changxing, who has obtained the true teachings of Baji, can no longer beat him in a one-on-one fight.

Hearing Wang Yan's words, Qi Si realized that maybe it was time for him to leave...

What he realized was right. Wang Yan gently patted his shoulder: "At this point, if you continue to stay with me, you will be delayed. Of course, if you are willing to stay like this, it doesn't matter. I won't force you. But if you want to do more, it won't work by my side. You still have to go out and do things. What do you think?"

Qi Si grinned: "It's better to go out and do things. It's more impressive to be like Brother Shi."

"Good boy, you have ambitions. Then you can go to Shi Changxing next month and let him arrange a job for you."

"Okay. Then should I move out or continue to live here?"

"It's up to you."

"It's better to move out. It's closer to there and it's convenient to do things."

Qi Si didn't have any bad emotions. He knew that this day would come a long time ago. Moreover, he was a little beggar who was wandering without roots. He rarely had those meaningless emotions. Because he had seen too many people's lives and deaths, he was used to it.

On the contrary, he was looking forward to being able to leave Wang Yan and have the opportunity to show his talents. Who doesn't want to be a superior person? Many people don't have this opportunity. Now that he has it, he must seize it.

Wang Yan was not surprised by his reaction. Qi Si was a man with ideas. Otherwise, he would not have been a "suspected Red Party member" behind his back.

He walked all the way back to the living room, breathing the cold air in the February morning. As soon as he entered, Ming Jing, Ming Lou, Ming Cheng, and Ming Tai, who were sitting inside, stood up and bowed to Wang Yan, wishing him a happy new year.

Ming Lou said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Wang. I know you're busy, especially during the Chinese New Year. You're even busier with your status, so we came here early to wish you a happy new year. Otherwise, I don't know when I can see you again."

"Now our two families are partners. Don't mind those empty formalities. Sit down and talk."

Wang Yan laughed and waved his hands. When he saw Ming Tai sitting there and pretending to be a fool, he shouted, "Isn't this Ming Tai? Isn't he studying in Hong Kong? When did you come back?"

Ming Tai nodded, "I came back last night."

"By the way, Brother Ming, I told you last night that I seemed to have seen Ming Tai with a girl on the street last month." He glanced at Ming Lou, Wang Yan looked at Mingtai with burning eyes again, "You kid, didn't you come back from school a long time ago?"

"What?" Mingjing was startled, turned around and glared, "You came back a long time ago?"

"Oh, sister, can't Mr. Wang be mistaken? Although I am usually disobedient, how dare I do such a thing? If you don't believe it, you can call my school to confirm it." Mingtai, who was sitting at the back, shrank to the corner of the sofa, fearing that Mingjing would beat him. After explaining it quickly, he did not forget to say to Wang Yan, "Mr. Wang, you must have seen it wrong."

"Then maybe I really saw it wrong."

Wang Yan nodded and stopped teasing Mingtai. This kid is relatively young and sees things more simply. If he thinks he is a big traitor and assassinates him, he will suffer. This is not a joke. Mingtai will certainly be punished by the family law if he acts privately, but he represents the Military Control Commission when he acts. Wang Yan has to go against the Military Control Commission, because that will make it impossible for him to gain a foothold in Shanghai.

After all, even if they were the Japanese, they only did something to force him to express his position. Although they threatened him with his life, they did not really kill him. On weekdays, he not only did not stop the anti-Japanese and national salvation movement, but also delivered a lot of supplies to the national area and fed a group of uncles. As a result, the Military Control Commission wanted to kill him. It was not Wang who was killed, but the will of the neutral faction struggling in Shanghai.

However, as the protagonist, Mingtai, although he likes to stand still and shoot, he still has a brain, in other words, he is a bit smart. The temper of the young master in the past was suppressed by Wang Tianfeng in the training camp of the Military Control Commission, and he would not be so brainless.

Wang Yan said to Ming Jing: "Miss Ming can rest assured this time. Wang Fuqiu is dead, and Brother Ming is the director of the Economic Department and the deputy director of the Special Commission. He can protect the Ming family."

Ming Jing smiled and said: "The big traitor Wang Furui died well. Not only did my family avoid trouble, but others were also saved from trouble. Mr. Wang, it's not just the people below who are hurting the common people, traitor capitalists like Wang Furui are hurting people... …”

Seeing that his eldest sister was getting more and more nonsense, Minglou quickly interrupted: "There are good and bad capitalists. There is no need to say anything like Wang Furui. I think Mr. Wang can definitely be called a national capitalist. Your industry treats workers preferentially. I heard that a lot of things were given to them during the Chinese New Year? Looking at the whole world, you are the only one with such treatment.

As for Wang Furui's plot to seize the Ming family's property, not to mention his death at the hands of the military commander last night, even when he was alive, he did not have the courage to do anything reckless with you in charge of the Ming family. So, eldest sister, you must do your best to cooperate with Mr. Wang in the future. "

"Since you came back and decided to cooperate with Mr. Wang, our Ming family's various industries have been on par with Mr. Wang."

What he said was true, and it sounded like he was explaining that he was sincerely cooperating with Wang Yan. However, Ming Jing, a woman in her thirties, was not very good at concealing her emotions. It was not difficult to hear some unpleasantness in her words. Happy.

This is very normal, because the Ming family already has its own bank, but now more than half of their business is handled through Qinglian Bank. Other industries are also following Yonghua Industrial and reselling in batches to the Kuomintang-controlled areas and Soviet areas. Of course it is very profitable to follow Yonghua Industrial's business route, and the Ming family's financial resources are actually at a higher level. But looking from another direction, the Ming family has actually become Wang Yan's vassal, and they have lost their autonomy.

It's easy to get in, but it's hard to get out. After all, Wang Yan's identity was there. He couldn't play with the bright side, and he was no match for the dirty ones. Ming Jing was worried that the Ming family's property would be swallowed up by Wang Yan, but he didn't dare to say it yet. Looking at things like this, he probably communicates with Minglou a lot at home.

But it was impossible for Minglou to tell Mingjing the truth. It was impossible to say that he was the intelligence team leader of the Kuomintang's military colonel or the intelligence section chief of the Shanghai underground party. Wang Yan also knew his identity clearly. So I could only promise it over and over again, as if I was pretending to have everything under control.

Yes, Ming Lou is a poser and always has been. Because Minglou is an ‘acquaintance’ in another sense. In the past, ‘Minglou’ was also a pretentious criminal.

Although Ming Lou couldn't see through Wang Yan, his thoughts were different from Ming Jing's because he knew more. He was sure that the Ming family would never be annexed by Wang Yan.

Ever since he had lunch with Wang Yan for the first time and Wang Yan pointed out that there was something wrong with his eldest sister, he had made a thorough investigation and confirmed the fact that the Ming family was a red capital. So in this case, even if he dies, the organization behind him will come to help him settle accounts with Wang Yan. It's that simple. Even if his eldest sister did not join the revolution, his original intention was to give away the Ming family's property bit by bit to facilitate the Red Party. After all, if he really wants to become a slave to the subjugation of his country, no matter how big the Ming family's property is, no matter how much money he has, it will be useless.

Minglou acted as if he didn't understand, and said to Wang Yan, who raised his eyebrows: "This is what should be done. As long as you follow Mr. Wang, you don't have to worry about business matters. To be honest, Mr. Wang, since we cooperated, Mingjia's revenue has increased by a quarter. In these years, it is not easy to do business stably, let alone make money like this. Thank you very much for Mr. Wang's support. "

"Cooperation is all about mutual benefit. There has been some unrest in Europe recently. I plan to take out some of the products that China can produce independently and sell them back to Europe. As an economist, you understand the gap between imports and exports. In the past, we all It was the foreigners who used our place as a dumping ground for surplus goods, and now it is our turn to resell them, which makes me happy when I think about it.”

"Other than saying that you are a national capitalist, those compradors only see a small part of China, and only you see the world. Don't worry, you will take out the directory later. The Ming family will definitely not do this. Holding back."

After chatting for a while and drinking a cup of tea, Minglou said goodbye. Seeing Minglou wink, Wang Yan stood up and saw them off with a smile.

Ming Jing and others walked quickly, leaving Wang Yan and Ming Lou walking slowly together.

"Mr. Wang, my eldest sister is like this. She speaks straight and doesn't hide her emotions. I don't know how her business has been run over the years."

"It's nothing. You think I'm such a petty person? Is that all you're talking about?"

"Speaking of other things, you won't help me. It's a waste of words for me to speak, but it's a waste of your ears to listen. She is my eldest sister, so she deserves an apology from me as my younger brother."

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled: "I told you when we first met that Miss Ming has problems. Have you solved all those problems?"

"That's almost it. At least it's very laborious to investigate. It's hard to hide something like this, so just leave it to fate."

"This is not what a Red Party member should say. Your chairman has a good saying: Fighting against heaven brings endless joy; fighting against earth brings endless joy; fighting against people brings endless joy. You should criticize yourself. ”

"I didn't expect you to know this?"

"I not only know these, I also know your principles and party constitution. I am not bad at this. I read all kinds of books. The more I read, the more I think. If you think too much, you will become timid. My parents are both workers' representatives. How could I not understand? If nothing happened back then, maybe we would still be comrades. But it's too late now. I don't have the courage to leave. …”

Wang Yan waved his hands in disinterest, then turned around and walked back with his hands behind his back. He suddenly glanced at the Ming family's house next door. Although it was far away, he could see someone looking this way from the top floor.

He knew who it was, Mingcheng's adoptive mother, Aunt Gui, codenamed "Lone Wolf". A Chinese woman who was driven by love and hatred, and by chance took refuge with the Japanese as a spy.

Without paying too much attention, he continued walking back, thinking about the plot in his mind.

What Minglou and others want to do is to mislead the Japanese army with false information, help the third theater to win the frontline battlefield, and eliminate the effective strength of the Japanese army. This is also the main line throughout the play.

He actually had no way to get involved in this matter. It can even be said that the Red Party cannot get involved. If it weren't for the fact that Ming Lou is a member of the Red Party, there would be no problem at all without the Red Party in this drama, but it might not pass the review.

He can't get involved, and he can't interfere with other people's good things. After all, the final plan was successful. The Japanese army suffered tens of thousands of casualties and suffered heavy losses. What he had to do was to save Ming Jing's life when the cards turned over at the end. As for the intermediate process, it’s just a matter of taking it one step at a time...

After returning to the room to wash up and eat the breakfast that Qi Si had packed outside, Wang Yan started a busy day.

There was no way, people from all walks of life were rushing to call him, even visit him, there were too many messy facts. Just like this, many people are not qualified to make phone calls or come to the door. They all asked people to deliver things to the prince's mansion, hoping that Wang Daheng would remember his name.

Of course, he also had people who needed to call him to greet him and send people to deliver gifts. The Japanese wanted his life, the French took care of him, and other foreign devils cooperated and were friendly with him and made a lot of money. The Red Party is his god of wealth, and the military commander is the one who has bad luck and misfortune. In front of those forces and people, he is a complete grandson. Doesn't he want to say hello and give gifts to others?

The same is true in life. When you have nothing, you only have two or three friends, and your social circle is very small. Even if people are very sociable and like to get together, in the final analysis, it is difficult to get anything done, and it is even harder to achieve anything through communication. They are all friends in the scene. After eating this meal, they are so warm that they don't know who is who at the next meal. If you want to do something, you can't do it without asking grandpa and suing grandma.

If Keren succeeds, even if his social circle is small, he will still have only two or three friends. But I have so many other friends that I can’t live without them. There is always a group of friends surrounding me. They are warm-hearted, they invite us to dinner, and they help with errands. If you are a friend who has little success, you can't live without this friend, then there are times when you are nothing but still love to be sociable and try to force yourself up.

In the same way, the successful person still has people who want him to force himself to do it. After all, is there anyone outside the world? After all, there are only a handful of people standing at the top.

Everyone has their own difficulties, and they are all pitiful people.

It’s just us drinking the northwest wind, riding bicycles, looking at the legs of other beautiful women, while others are sitting on private jets, shaking red wine glasses, and directly touching the legs of beautiful women...

Maybe it's pitiful, but also divided into levels.

Some are pitiful, some are really fucking pitiful...

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