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After Zhuang Weihong finished speaking, he looked directly at Zhang Anping.

As everyone knows, Zhang Anping now holds the purse strings of the Military Control Commission tightly - and this money does not come from allocations from above.

Zhuang Weihong felt that it might not be easy to ask for it now.

But he was wrong. After thinking for a while, Zhang Anping answered affirmatively:

"This is as it should be. If an organization holds the power to raise funds on its own, there is indeed a risk of losing control. I will unconditionally obey the instructions of the Chief Chamberlain!"

These words made Zhuang Weihong feel deeply moved. How great it would be if all the pillars of the party and the country were like Zhang Anping!
"I can turn in the small treasury I have, and am willing to hand over the account books - but I have three special fees on hand, and I hope the attendant's office will authorize me to dispose of them."

"Please say."

Zhang Anping said slowly: "The first sum is special expenses, which were obtained from the Japanese invaders and traitors before the end of the war. The purpose of this money is to build military factories. Currently, 60% of it has been spent. The subsequent expenses basically have a place to go. I can provide the account book, and the attendant office can also send an audit team to review it."

“I hope the money doesn’t move.”

Zhuang Weihong nodded: "The chief attendant has specifically told you that you must be responsible for this matter. The audit team is excused and you don't have to pay the money."

Why is Zhang Anping in the emperor's heart?
After the end of the Anti-Japanese War, various departments fought hard for the Japanese economic industries. In Shanghai alone, there were more than a dozen institutions that took over the Japanese invaders' property, and there were even gunfights.

However, the amount of property received is simply a mess - the current total is 4.2 trillion French francs, or about 20 billion US dollars.

But according to documents seized from the Japanese invaders, the Japanese invaders' industries in Northeast China alone were valued at US$15 billion.

You can imagine how serious this mess is!

But Zhang Anping did not embezzle the wealth he had obtained through calculations, but used it for legitimate purposes. He even wanted to relocate an American military factory through negotiations at an incredibly low price.

This practical attitude is destined to make the chief attendant trust him!

So Attendant Zhuang promised not to send even an audit team.

Zhang Anping continued, "The second sum of money is for pensions. Many of our military officers were injured or killed in the war, but the current pensions provided by the party and the government are just a passing fancy. I need a sum of money to set up a foundation, which will provide pensions to the injured, killed warriors and their families."

"This is the unfinished ambition of the Bureau Chief. I beg the Attendant's Office to agree to this matter in consideration of the Bureau Chief's diligence over the past decade."

Attendant Zhuang nodded silently:
"Brother Yunong has said in the past that the chief attendant would not object to this matter."

Zhuang Weihong had already guessed what the third sum of money was - but he felt regretful that he could not agree to this sum of money!
"The third payment is severance pay."

Zhang Anping sighed: "I have no objection to the national policy, but the men of the Military Control Commission never let the country down during the Anti-Japanese War. Now that the country doesn't need them, it's only right for them to make a living on their own."

"But after all, they have shed blood for the party and the country. Prices are changing every day. I don't want them to be left without food and clothing after leaving the Military Control Commission after learning all the skills of spies. I hope that the severance pay will be paid from this money."

Zhuang Weihong looked at Zhang Anping with a complicated expression:
"Anping, I can't promise you this!"

Zhang Anping's expression changed slightly: "Why? I have already raised the money! I used, I used the Loyal Rescue Army... to raise the money!"

When he said the last sentence, you could clearly see the pain on Zhang Anping's face.

Zhuang Weihong didn't dare to look at Zhang Anping.

The Zhongjiu Army had money and food, but it did not even receive support from the Party or the country. It was almost entirely built up by Zhang Anping alone.

Loyal and patriotic army!
Under the leadership of Zhang Anping, this army lived up to their name.

With an order from the attendant's office, Zhang Anping attacked the Zhongjiu Army, and the organization of more than 100,000 people was forcibly reduced to 40,000.

These were Zhang Anping's hard work, but Zhang Anping used them to "exchange money".

"Anping, people are not worried about the lack of money, but the inequality! After the Military Control Commission's severance pay policy was exposed, various warlords used it as an excuse to pretend to comply with the reduction of the army."

"But this is the money I earned from selling the Loyalty Rescue Army!" Zhang Anping suppressed his anger and growled like a wild beast.

Zhuang Weihong looked up at Zhang Anping: "Chief Aide-de-camp... Being a chief aide-de-camp is also difficult."

Zhang Anping clenched his fists tightly.

After a long time: "Nothing to discuss?"

Zhuang Weihong shook his head: "No room for negotiation."

Zhang Anping was distraught. After a long time, he got up with difficulty and walked to the door of the meeting room in a daze. Just when Zhuang Weihong thought that he would need to persuade him a few more times, Zhang Anping stopped, turned around, and said with difficulty:
"Tomorrow, tomorrow, bring someone to take over tomorrow."

After saying that, he staggered away as if he was drunk.

Zhuang Weihong was slow to move.

Zhang Anping, just agreed like that?!
His expression gradually became complicated. After a long silence, he whispered softly:

"The Party and the State...Tiger Guards!"

……

Attendant's room.

The chief attendant listened to Zhuang Weihong's report with a complicated expression. After his report was finished, he sighed:
"Little guy, you must be very...sad, right?"

He had seen many faces of party-state bureaucrats - when they asked for money, they would throw tantrums, but if you wanted to take money from them, even putting a knife to their necks would not work.

Just look at the takeover of Japanese and puppet property in the past six months and you will know.

But from the moment he decided to take the purse back from Zhang Anping, the chief attendant firmly believed that the little guy would be sensible and hand it over.

However, he didn't expect it to be so easy!
It was handed in so easily.

Zhuang Weihong said softly: "Captain of the Imperial Court, it's hard for him to know you."

"It's difficult, yes! It's difficult for me too!" The chief attendant sighed and couldn't help but say, "This little guy, it would be great if he didn't act so impulsively before!"

"Otherwise, he will be in charge of the Secret Service!"

The chief attendant felt inexplicably guilty.

Zhuang Weihong said nothing, but in his heart he said:

If Zhang Shihao was not so sentimental, how could he easily hand over the bag of money in his hand just because of the words "It's difficult to be a chief attendant"?

The chief aide was, after all, the chief aide, and he quickly pushed aside his guilt. He asked Zhuang Weihong:
"Weihong, who do you think should be responsible for the severance pay?"

When the army was disbanded, severance pay was directly allocated from the National Government's treasury funds - for fear that if it was too slow the warlords would find excuses to refuse.

The Central Army dismissed a very small number of the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled, but the number of people dismissed was really small, and they were only given the travel expenses to return home.

In other words, the Nationalist government did not have a dedicated agency for distributing severance pay.

Faced with this problem, Zhuang Weihong chose to turn a deaf and dumb.

He knew someone was eyeing the money!

He went to Zhang Anping to ask for it because he was following orders, but if he responded to the chief aide at this time, he would only have two choices:

1. Do things with impartiality.

But the consequence of this is offending those family members who cannot be offended.

Zhang Anping dared to do so because he was impartial, selfless and without weaknesses, but Zhuang Weihong did not dare to do so.

2. Take the opportunity to recommend the person who is eyeing the money.

But Zhuang Weihong has principles after all, and he doesn't want to help Taotie.

After all, he had just met Zhang Anping, and he felt guilty.

Seeing Zhuang Weihong remained silent, the chief attendant frowned and asked, "No suggestions?"

"I have no idea in mind."

The chief attendant realized that Zhuang Weihong was unwilling to take over, so he did not force him and said, "Go and call Xingbang."

……

The Military Intelligence Bureau is a professional confidentiality agency, and some of their matters are so confidential that people would not be able to find any clues even after a hundred years.

But some things are kept secret...zero!

As soon as the decision was made, there was a big uproar.

For example, now - Zhang Anping promised last night to hand over the money bag, and today, the entire Military Intelligence Bureau headquarters is in an uproar.

"This guy is really good!"

Mao Renfeng just felt a toothache. He said to Ming Lou in disbelief, "He actually paid such a large sum of money? I really want to cut open his head to see what's in his brain!"

"So much money, and he just paid it like that?!"

Mao Renfeng was still waiting to see the show. He believed that Zhang Anping would not pay the money easily, which would inevitably cause dissatisfaction among the chief aides-de-camp.

But who would have thought that he would hand it over so easily!
Ming Lou, the only listener, said weakly:

It's the same for me.

"Tsk," Mao Renfeng sighed, "If there was no conflict of interest between us, I really wouldn't want to be his opponent!"

"I always feel like a complete traitor."

Facing Mao Renfeng's self-deprecation, Ming Lou immediately said:

"The Director is being too self-deprecating - Zhang Anping is not a perfect man either! I am more inclined to believe that he assessed the situation and knew that it would be useless to hold on, so he simply handed it over from the beginning, so that he could gain deeper trust."

Does this make sense?
Have!
But let alone Minglou, Mao Renfeng didn’t believe it.

"That's right! This bastard's head is full of calculations, he must have made the decision after weighing the pros and cons long ago!"

It doesn’t matter whether you believe it or not, but you must not lose your moral high ground.

"Since he has a plan, I will disrupt his plan..." Mao Renfeng's face showed a sinister look:
"Minglou, please make some arrangements and spread the word—"

Mao Renfeng said sinisterly: "The big plan Zhang Anping drew before was actually for the convenience of reorganization."

"Now that the reorganization plan has been finalized and the personnel to be laid off have been determined, he has gone back on his word and made a profit!" "This matter was handled more covertly."

Minglou's eyes lit up:
"Don't worry, Director. I won't leave any traces behind!"

It’s still the headquarters of the Military Intelligence Bureau.

"Have you heard? The attendant's office has received Officer Zhang's money bag."

"I heard about Commander Zhang, right? How do you say it? Eh..."

A sigh that was unusually deep.

"Will this... affect our severance pay?"

"That shouldn't be the case, right? The standard for severance pay has already been issued. No matter who takes over, our severance pay won't be embezzled, right? Besides, Chief Zhang has handed over his money, but he can't possibly not be keeping an eye on our severance pay, right?"

"That makes sense. With Chief Zhang backing us up, I don't believe anyone would dare to mess with our severance pay!"

"I don't think so... Don't you know the nature of the party bureaucrats?"

"They are brave, but isn't the knife in Officer Zhang's hand sharp?"

"Sharp? Everyone, don't forget that our boss is gone. There is no one to protect Chief Zhang anymore!"

This sentence left the gathered Military Intelligence Bureau agents speechless.

"I think... not that, not that. How much is the severance pay for us poor people? They, it shouldn't be that bad, right?"

"It's really hard to say - I just heard a rumor that someone said that Commander Zhang was just making big promises to make the reorganization go smoothly. Now that the reorganization plan has been decided and the list of names has been finalized, the big promises will naturally be made..."

"I don't believe it! I don't believe that Commander Zhang is such a person!"

"I don't believe it either! Commander Zhang is a shill? Do you think Commander Zhang is the... Director?"

For a moment, the agents started arguing. Even though there were always people who were singing a different tune, how could those who were singing a different tune not have some extravagant desires in their hearts?

The current situation is chaotic and they have been abandoned by the Military Control Commission. How could they not hope that the Military Control Commission would compensate them with more means of survival?
"Don't talk—they're coming! They're coming!"

A light rebuke immediately silenced the arguing crowd. Looking out the window, they saw Attendant Zhuang from the attendant's room getting out of the car with someone and walking briskly towards the headquarters building.

For a moment, all the agents in the Military Intelligence Bureau headquarters stared at the group of people, and many of them had pleading expressions in their eyes:
Don't hack our severance package.

……

After Zhuang Hongwei and his men entered the bureau headquarters building, they went straight to Zhang Anping's office. Zhang Anping did not put on airs and was there to greet them halfway, which was considered giving Zhuang Hongwei enough face.

After the three entered the office, Zhuang Hongwei introduced the "young talents" around him:
"Jiang Xingbang, he will temporarily serve as the director of the Special Economic Division of the Military Statistics Bureau - he will be responsible for the payment of severance pay."

"Xingbang, this is Commander Zhang."

Zhang Anping looked at the "young talent" brought by Zhuang Hongwei.

Jiang Xingbang took the initiative to greet:
"Hello, Commander Zhang. Xingbang is young, so please give me more advice."

His attitude was very sincere, and he did not act in an overbearing manner because of his special surname.

Zhang Anping withdrew his scrutinizing gaze and said in a slightly lowered voice:
"The severance pay will be paid according to the government's standards, but I hope it can be paid in US dollars. How about that?"

Zhuang Weihong did not answer, but looked at Jiang Xingbang, who answered without hesitation:
"That's as it should be! The department will definitely not undermine Chief Zhang's benevolence."

Zhang Anping nodded slightly and called Zheng Yi:

"Arrange for Lieutenant Colonel Jiang to make a handover with the Finance Department. Lieutenant Colonel Jiang will be fully responsible for the funds."

Zheng Yi turned his head and glanced at the young talent, then replied, "Yes."

After Zheng Yi took Jiang Xingbang away, the office fell into silence - when Jiang Xingbang was there, Zhang Anping gave Zhuang Weihong enough face, but as soon as Jiang Xingbang left, Zhang Anping ignored Zhuang Weihong.

Zhuang Weihong naturally knew that Zhang Anping was still angry, so he took the initiative to say:
"Anping, has the date for Yunong's funeral been set? The funeral committee has not reported the date yet. The chief attendant is very concerned about this matter!"

Haven’t you reported it yet?
Zhang Anping was silent for a moment and then asked:
"Attendant Zhuang, what are the rules of the attendant room?"

"what for?"

"Posthumous reputation!"

Since ancient times, Chinese people have attached great importance to their reputation after death.

Dai Chunfeng was extremely powerful, but his military rank was always major general, although his official title was lieutenant general.

"What do you want?"

Zhang Anping said without hesitation: "Posthumously recognize him as a second-level general. (Part 1)"

Attendant Zhuang shook his head in embarrassment: "This can't be done."

After the end of the Anti-Japanese War, the National Government had only one special-grade general, and just over fifty generals of the first and second grades (above), including those promoted posthumously.

Dai Chunfeng's real military rank was major general, and he was also one of the leaders of the secret service system. According to what the chief aide-de-camp had revealed many times, it was impossible for him to be posthumously recognized as a second-class general.

Zhang Anping gritted his teeth and said, "The chief has made great contributions to the party and the country!"

"Anping, the secret service system is different from the military system, and Yunong used to be a major general, so it is absolutely impossible for him to be promoted to the rank of second-class general."

Zhang Anping stared at Zhuang Hongwei, while Zhuang Hongwei looked back at Zhang Anping without any guilt.

Seeing that Zhang Anping was not backing down at all, Zhuang Hongwei proposed a compromise plan: "Your actual rank will be promoted by one level."

Although Zhang Anping is now wearing a general's uniform, his actual rank (military rank) is only colonel. The reason why he can wear the general's uniform is because of his position title.

In fact, this is not compensation. According to the Chief Aide-de-Camp's plan for the future of the Bureau of Secrets, Zhang Anping's promotion is a foregone conclusion - the Chief Aide-de-Camp has always been inclined to promote Zhang Anping.

Zhang Anping could guess this with his eyes closed, so he didn't even bother to respond to Zhuang Hongwei's compromise proposal.

Seeing Zhang Anping like this, Zhuang Hongwei thought for a moment and changed his words:
"Dai Shanwu, promoted to major general."

Is Dai Shanwu qualified for promotion to major general?
What a difference!
But as compensation to Dai Chunfeng, it would be simpler to promote him to major general.

Zhang Anping said slowly:

"it is good."

Zhuang Hongwei looked at Zhang Anping and felt deeply moved. Even at this time, Zhang Anping was still working for the interests of the Dai family.

Dai Chunfeng didn't trust him in vain!
"You, think more about yourself in the future. Your status will rise, and the Dai family will also benefit."

Zhuang Hongwei couldn't help but give Zhang Anping a reminder after all.

It is generally acknowledged that Zhang Anping does not like power - and a spy chief who does not like power is actually not a good spy chief.

This is Zhuang Hongwei's implicit reminder.

Zhang Anping seemed to understand, the coldness in his eyes dissipated a lot, and he nodded slightly.

After the two of them talked for a while, Zhuang Hongwei said goodbye. Zhang Anping thought about it and decided to send Zhuang Hongwei out. This attitude made Zhuang Hongwei think:

Children can be taught.

Zhuang Hongwei was sent to the yard. Just as he got into the car, two cars drove in and stopped less than one meter away from Zhang Anping. Faced with this provocative behavior, Zhang Anping said nothing, just watched coldly without making any evasive action.

This scene made Zhuang Hongwei, who had just got in the car, look grim.

"and many more!"

He stopped the driver and looked at the oncoming car with cold eyes.

He wanted to see who was so brave.

The doors of two cars with malicious intent opened, and several secret agents in Zhongshan suits got out of the cars, followed by an unexpected "evil guest".

Ye Xiufeng!
Zhang Anping looked at Ye Xiufeng with a cold gaze, which made the agents of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics take a step back instinctively. But Ye Xiufeng remained unmoved and walked in front of Zhang Anping with a smile.

"Deputy Director Zhang, how are you?"

Zhang Anping looked at Ye Xiufeng coldly without saying a word.

"Deputy Director Zhang, I'm very sorry to bother you, but I'm limited by my duties. Please forgive me, Chief Zhang."

Facing Ye Xiufeng's flowery words, Zhang Anping's reply was extremely straightforward:

"put!"

Ye Xiufeng's face darkened, and he concealed his anger by adjusting his glasses. After controlling his emotions, he said in a deep voice:
"Deputy Director Zhang, there is something that needs to be investigated. Please come with me."

"Please cooperate with me, Deputy Director Zhang."

After Ye Xiufeng finished speaking, he looked directly at Zhang Anping, waiting for Zhang Anping's answer.

At this time, the "henchman" behind him should have taken a step forward to threaten him, but there was no movement behind him. After waiting for a few seconds, Ye Xiufeng wanted to look back to see what these idiots were doing, but he was worried that he would lose his momentum if he looked back, so he searched with his eyes and looked behind with the help of a piece of glass in the headquarters building of the Military Intelligence Bureau.

This sight almost made him angry to death - the six famous vicious men from the Operations Department that he brought with him all took several steps back!

Instead of advancing, retreat!

To say that these Central Bureau murderers were also wrongly accused, before Ye Xiufeng brought them here, he asked:
Do you dare to go to the Military Control Commission to arrest people?
Of course I dare!
Following the director, what is there to be afraid of?
But no one said that the person arrested was Zhang Shihao!

Isn't this like touching a tiger's butt, poking a lion's anus, and stretching your neck to a leopard's mouth?

They are vicious people, not stupid people.

Ye Xiufeng had no choice but to show off his strength - he now had something on Zhang Anping and was very much looking forward to Zhang Anping causing trouble.

Looking at Ye Xiufeng, Zhang Anping was silent for a while, then suddenly burst into laughter.

"The Central Bureau of Investigation has really made great progress!"

"Since you want to catch me, then... catch me!"

Zhang Anping stretched out his hands, looked at Ye Xiufeng with a half-smile, and motioned him to handcuff him. (End of this chapter)