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At this moment, Mao Renfeng felt as if someone had poured a basin of cold water over him from head to toe. If it were summer, it would be fine, but he felt as if he had been poured with cold water in winter—and in that corner of the Northeast…

Zheng Yaoquan!
How could it be Zheng Yaoquan!

Mao Renfeng's face was as dark as ink. He had fought with Zhang Anping and now was burdened with infamy. What was the result?

Zhang Anping was not defeated, but he became the deputy director instead. That was fine, but what was infuriating was that the bastard Zheng Yaoquan actually got a huge advantage.

"I knew they couldn't believe it. I knew they couldn't believe it..."

Mao Renfeng said to himself in frustration: "Why did I believe their lies? Why did I believe their lies?"

"I quit! Damn it, when they need me, these two bastards want to call me grandpa, but when they don't, they stab me in the back."

"I quit, I quit!"

Mao Renfeng lay flat on the hospital bed, talking about lying down all the time.

I am tired, not only physically but also mentally. Now I don't even have the heart to compete with Zhang Anping.

He knew that he couldn't win against Zhang Anping, he really couldn't beat him.

But the situation forced him to fight, and as he fought, he found that he seemed to have a chance of winning.

So, even if he was on a pile of gunpowder, he decided to keep fighting.

After all, he has Tang Zong, Zheng Yaoquan, and the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics who have been eyeing him covetously behind him. They are all his helpers!
But now, after Zhang Anping's punch, his reputation was bad, and he wanted to force the chief aide to adjust him or Zhang Anping, but Zheng Yaoquan intervened and made him lose cleanly.

If the position of director of the Military Intelligence Bureau (Secret Bureau) is concurrently held by an attendant in the attendant's room, then the deputy director is the real power holder, the actual person in power, just like Dai Chunfeng.

But Zheng Yaoquan is the director of the Second Department. He also serves as the director, so he must not be a figurehead or just a figurehead.

Then the power of the deputy director will be discounted again and again - the Central Bureau of Investigation is an example, the dispute between Zhu and Xu. Even though Xu Rongzeng was the founder of the Central Bureau of Investigation, he established the Party Affairs Investigation Section from scratch, passing through the Special Agent Headquarters, the Party Affairs Office and all the way to the Central Bureau of Investigation.

But after Zhu Jiahua was appointed as the director of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics and decided to fight for his position, Xu Rongzeng was restricted everywhere.

And what about Zheng Yaoquan?

That was an old man from the secret investigation team, and he was the director! Zhang Anping, who had direct lineage, would have some say at that time, but what about Mao Renfeng?
His power has always been a castle in the air. With Zheng Yaoquan, the director, in front and Zhang Anping, the temporary deputy director, behind, he has only one ending:
A punching bag, a nobody!

What a joke!

Looking at Mao Renfeng who was talking to himself in despair, Minglou almost couldn't hold back - as a participant in the game and an outsider with a far-sighted perspective, he knew the struggle between Zhang and Mao best.

Zhang Anping and others were always on the defensive, while Mao Renfeng was always on the offensive.

But Mao Renfeng attacked so many times, what were the results?
Carrying a lot of infamy!
As for Zhang Anping, he had been holding back for so long, and after one punch, Mao Renfeng was immediately... devastated.

But he knew Mao Renfeng very well. Even though Mao Renfeng was now shouting that he wanted to "quit", Minglou knew very well that this was just a discouraged remark.

Mao Renfeng, it’s impossible for me to quit!

"Director, the situation is not that bad..."

Minglou was about to comfort him when the door of the ward was pushed open by Mingcheng. Minglou immediately stopped talking and looked at him to ask what was wrong.

"Director, Zheng Yaoquan is here."

Minglou looked towards Mao Renfeng.

Mao Renfeng's eyes rolled and a smile suddenly appeared on his face:
"Let him in!"

After saying that, he looked at Ming Lou and said, "The situation is really not that bad!"

Mao Renfeng had lost power before - he was stepped into a mud pit by Zhang Anping, and he went to the Second Hall to retire in despair.

Thinking of Monroe Que at that time, Mao Renfeng still has lingering fears - the woman in his family, seeing that he had lost his power, became sarcastic and mean, and he still can't forget it!

He really didn't want to try this kind of "coldness" again.

Now that Zheng Yaoquan has come to visit, he suddenly remembers the methods commonly used by his regular job:
Checks and balances!

The one with the surname Zheng will definitely use himself to check and balance Zhang Anping.

Looking at Mao Renfeng whose expression changed in an instant, Minglou shook his head secretly. Power, is it really so... funny?

Mingcheng led Zheng Yaoquan into the ward. When Zheng Yaoquan saw Mao Renfeng on the bed, he immediately apologized:

"Brother Qi Wu, I have been busy with military affairs and have not been able to come to see you. Please forgive me, please forgive me!"

Zheng Yaoquan used to look down on Mao Renfeng, and he had the qualifications.

But now Mao Renfeng seems to be Zheng Yaoquan’s biological brother!
Mao Renfeng looked at Zheng Yaoquan in surprise and said weakly, "Director, I didn't expect you to come to see me. It's an honor for the department! Minglou, quickly, quickly help me up."

"Hey, Brother Qi Wu, don't get up. I'm here to visit you as a patient. If I let you get up and suffer, it will be my fault--" Zheng Yaoquan pressed Mao Renfeng lightly without using much force. Mao Renfeng, who was about to be helped up by Minglou, continued to lie down with tears of gratitude on his face.

"Brother Qi Wu, we have known each other for more than ten years, so there is no need to worry about these trivial matters. You should take good care of your injuries. The Military Control Commission and the future Bureau of Secrets cannot do without you!"

Zheng Yaoquan's words made Mao Renfeng continue to shed tears of gratitude.

After some greetings, Zheng Yaoquan asked Minglou:

"Minglou, Brother Qi Wu's hospital expenses, are they not blocked by the bureau headquarters?"

Minglou was stunned and looked at Mao Renfeng.

After receiving Mao Renfeng's signal, Ming Lou said:
"Thank you for your concern, Director. The finance department has already paid the fee."

"That's reasonable. Zhang Anping is so arrogant. I thought he was going to hold back Qi Wu's hospital fees. Brother Qi Wu, you need to get well soon. It's too tiring for me to handle both sides. In the future, I will have to rely on Brother Qi Wu to share the pressure for me."

Zheng Yaoquan's heartfelt words moved Mao Renfeng so much that she almost cried:

"Thank you for your concern, I, I have been worried about this. Now that you are here, I feel relieved."

"Don't be too careless. The future of the Secret Service cannot be separated from Brother Qi Wu, the pillar that supports the sky!"

Ming Lou listened to the two people's confusing conversation and acted confused, but he was laughing in his heart. Not a single word mentioned Zhang Anping, but every word was about Zhang Anping!

After talking for a while, Zheng Yaoquan said goodbye. Before leaving, he said:

"Brother Qi Wu, you must get better soon. There are so many things to do in the bureau, and they all need your care."

Mao Renfeng continued to shed tears of gratitude and signaled Minglou to see the chief off.

Minglou did not send Zheng Yaoquan to the stairs like he did to Zheng Yaoxian, but sent him all the way to the parking lot.

During this time, Zheng Yaoquan patted Minglou on the shoulder and said:
"Minglou, I've read about your deeds in Shanghai. You went deep into the enemy camp and were able to become the deputy director of Unit 76. You are truly capable. I think this position is unfair to you. Work hard. I'll talk to Brother Qi Wu and I'll change your position when the time comes."

"The Party and the country will not treat you unfairly!"

Minglou bowed to express his gratitude, and when he returned to the ward, he repeated these words to Mao Renfeng word for word.

"Director, is he trying to win me over?"

Mao Renfeng did not show any sign of weakness at this moment. Instead, he had a playful look on his face. After listening to Ming Lou's words, he smiled and said:
"This is to reassure me - Mr. Zheng has a good plan!"

Minglou acted puzzled:

"Director, what does he mean?"

"Just a check and balance! Humph, if he doesn't dare to fight Zhang Anping, he can just support me."

Mao Renfeng was depressed for a while after hearing that his chair had been taken over by Zheng Yaoquan, but he calmed down when Zheng Yaoquan came to visit him.

Judging from the current results, he did lose for a while, but it was just a loss for a while. Zheng Yaoquan insisted on entering this fire pit, well, let him see how hot the fire in this fire pit is!

"But with the addition of that bastard Zheng Yaoquan, the game of chess for the future Bureau of Secrets will become even more interesting!"

Mao Renfeng was ultimately resentful of Zheng Yaoquan's meddling.

Ming Lou offered his loyalty at the right time:

"I think Zheng Yaoquan is a dishonest person."

"If he were more refined, he wouldn't do such a wicked thing. Okay, let's not talk about him anymore - Minglou, you must pay attention to what you said before!"

"I finally understand. This guy, without his own direct descendants, is really at a disadvantage!"

"Whether I can break through the situation in the future depends on you!"

In fact, Mao Renfeng has always been very clear about the importance of direct lineage.

However, due to the limitations of his position, he could not cultivate his own people like Zhang Anping did. He was in a very powerful position some time ago, but most of those who joined him were unreliable.

God knows how many of them were sent by Zhang Anping to take advantage of the situation!

Minglou's idea allowed Mao Renfeng to find a way to unite people and form a solid and strong alliance of interests.

Use money to bind your power!
Now that Zheng Yaoquan has entered the scene, he can just "hide" for a while and let Minglou make moves in secret. When the situation is established, Mao Renfeng will have a reliable direct lineage, and then he can fight fiercely! "Don't worry, Director, I will go to Shanghai tomorrow!"

……

Zheng Yaoquan took office as the new director of the Military Intelligence Bureau on the same day.

At his first meeting as director of the Military Intelligence Bureau, Zheng Yaoquan conveyed the spirit of the secretariat:

The first priority of the Military Intelligence Bureau at present is to complete the reorganization, then change its name to the Bureau of Secrets, and then build branches and construct the system of the Bureau of Secrets.

Without Mao Renfeng's restraint, Zheng Yaoquan urged to speed up the reorganization. After the meeting, Zhang Anping started a large-scale conversation - he raised the knife high and chopped towards the position where the line had been drawn long ago.

Cut, cut, downsize, cut, downsize.

In just one afternoon, Zhang Anping issued more than twenty orders. Nine institutions, such as the Propaganda Department, were directly eliminated. The huge Chongqing Station was completely eliminated, and the staff of hundreds of people was reduced to less than eighty people.

That afternoon, more than a thousand people at the bureau headquarters and Chongqing Station received layoff letters, more than half of whom were directly laid off, and the remaining half were diverted and resettled.

Members of the Military Control Commission who received a letter of dismissal could take it to the Special Economic Department of the bureau headquarters to receive severance pay.

Five p.m.

Military Command Headquarters.

Special Economic Division.

"Are you kidding me? According to the previous notice, my severance pay is several hundred thousand French francs, and it was converted into US dollars! Why is it only 4,000 French francs that are being issued now? And it's French francs!"

"Yes! Commander Zhang said before that he would issue US dollars!"

"What the hell can I do with 7 French francs? I participated in the war of resistance and stayed in Peking for eight years, eight whole years, and all I got was French francs - eight years, and that's enough to buy seven kilograms of pork?!"

The Special Economic Division is about to explode.

Because according to current prices, the severance pay received by everyone seems to be a lot, but... it's really outrageous, it's outrageous to the extreme.

A major could only buy 7 kilograms of pork with his severance pay!
(According to the cases I searched, it was actually only 2200 French francs. Compared with the price of goods at the time, it was only three kilograms... By September, the severance pay would be 7% off.)
According to current prices, a member of the Military Control Commission could not even afford a meal with his monthly salary - but the salary of the Military Control Commission came with various allowances, which increased the amount of salary so that at least he could afford to eat.

The calculation of severance pay is based on basic salary - there are no allowances added to the base. When the calculated severance pay is compared with the current prices, it is far off the mark!

Not to mention the content that circulated from the previous reorganization meeting claimed that their severance pay was at a high standard and in US dollars.

It would be strange if it didn’t explode.

"Everyone, this is the Ministry of National Defense's Regulations on the Placement of Reduction of Officers and Soldiers. Please compare it with the standard calculation method of severance pay above and calculate whether there is any problem!"

Jiang Xingbang took a photo of the document.

Faced with this so-called resettlement method, the members of the Military Control Commission ignored it.

"Get lost! I don't care about this bullshit method - Commander Zhang promised in the beginning!"

"Yes, what Commander Zhang said is final. I don't recognize anything else! If it weren't for the promise Commander Zhang mentioned, I wouldn't have waited so obediently to be laid off!"

These dismissed Military Intelligence Bureau agents knew that the current Military Intelligence Bureau was unpopular and that Zhang Anping was in trouble.

But, we can't treat them like this, can we?

The major officer who had been lurking in Peking since the beginning of the War of Resistance could only buy seven kilograms of pork with his severance pay!
That works out to less than one pound of pork a year.

Jiang Xingbang said angrily: "Chief Zhang's words don't count. The severance pay can only be based on the announcement of the Ministry of National Defense..."

"Press your mother's head!"

An action agent with a hot temper rolled up the layoff notice in his hand and threw it at Jiang Xingbang. The next second, countless paper balls flew out, and after a few more seconds, all kinds of objects flew out.

Jiang Xingbang was hit so hard that he ran away with his head in his hands, howling for the guards to come and catch all these bastards, but the guards were too lazy to move.

During the reorganization of the Military Control Commission, the operational forces of the bureau headquarters and Chongqing station were almost wiped out. These guards with military ranks knew that they were also among those to be laid off. What were they crazy enough to go up and maintain order?

I don't know which angry unlucky guy threw half a brick, which hit Jiang Xingbang on the head accurately as he was running away with his head in his hands. Jiang Xingbang screamed in pain. When he touched the bright red blood, Jiang Xingbang's eyes turned red and he took out his gun.

Jiang Xingbang shouted angrily: "Who did it? I'll kill him!"

"I did it! Come on, shoot!"

"I, your father, did it. Come, shoot here! If I can't kill you with one shot, you're my grandson!"

These agents who have been laid off are not afraid at all.

Jiang Xingbang was so angry that he pulled the trigger. At the moment he pulled the trigger, a finger poked into the trigger guard, preventing Jiang Xingbang from pulling the trigger.

Lin Nansheng!
After stopping the other party from shooting, Lin Nansheng turned his wrist and easily took Jiang Xingbang's gun. He turned around and said respectfully:

"teacher."

Zhang Anping, his face as dark as ink, walked out. As he walked out, the noisy crowd quickly regained their composure.

"Captain Zhang, you have to make the decision for us! The severance pay... can't even buy three pounds of pork! How can we survive?!"

After someone howled for the first time, the others followed suit:

"Yes, Commander Zhang, I have been hiding in Beijing for eight years, but the severance pay can only buy seven pounds of pork. This doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense!"

"Commander Zhang, we trust you and will not hesitate to lay off our troops, but... the Party and the country cannot abandon us like a worn-out shoe!"

Countless sounds gathered together, as if countless bees were buzzing. Zhang Anping slammed the table:
"enough!"

The scene returned to calm.

Zhang Anping glanced coldly at Jiang Xingbang who was pressing the bloody hole on his head, then bent over to pick up the paper ball rolled up by the layoff notice and slowly smoothed it out.

"Ten years as an agent, eight years as a covert agent, rank of major - 4000 French francs?"

Looking at the amount written on it, Zhang Anping slowly asked Jiang Xingbang: "How is it calculated?"

Jiang Xingbang was stunned for a moment: "It is calculated according to the Ministry of National Defense's resettlement method for officers and soldiers who have been reduced in the military."

Zhang Anping pulled over the resettlement plan and was completely stunned when he saw the calculation method on it.

The difference was so huge that Zhang Anping couldn't believe it.

The problem lies in the calculation of basic salary.

The current salary of a major in the Military Control Commission is calculated by combining basic salary and various allowances.

For example, a major’s basic salary is 200 yuan, but after various allowances, it is almost 4000 French francs.

However, the calculation method in this resettlement plan only includes the basic salary - the actual income of more than 4000 yuan is enough for a family to live on, but the salary of 200 yuan in French francs is not enough to feed one person!

The calculation bases are different, and the results are very different.

Zhang Anping said in a deep voice: "It wasn't decided like this before!"

Jiang Xingbang's eyes flickered:
"This is the calculation method of the Ministry of National Defense's Measures for the Placement of Reductions in the Staff of Officers and Soldiers."

"roll!"

嘭

Zhang Anping kicked the table away and shouted angrily, "Just follow the previous calculation method! Pay in US dollars!"

The calculation method he proposed before was to triple it - even so, the money in the small treasury that Zhang Anping handed over was more than enough.

However, he never imagined that people could be so greedy.

The base number was subtracted by 20 times!
According to this calculation method, he might as well disband the Zhongjiu Army - there was no need to "sell" the Zhongjiu Army, the money he had was enough to pay severance pay.

"Commander Zhang, this is a decision made by the Ministry of National Defense."

"Don't bullshit me!" Zhang Anping said angrily, "Just calculate it the same way as before!"

"I gave in from three times to the normal method, and the only requirement was US dollars, but in your hands, it turned out to be... a 20-fold reduction!"

"Is this little money enough to buy food for a beggar?"

Zhang Anping is about to explode.

It's not pretending.

Although his position was different and he was a lurker, he really couldn't accept such cruel exploitation.

Ten years as a major agent, seven pounds of pork as severance pay, this... Even Heshen would have to kneel down to learn from him.

No, even Heshen wouldn't dare to do that! (End of this chapter)