Zhou Huimin is a young female reporter.
She works at Tianjin Wei's "Ta Kung Pao". Responsible for daily collecting.
Because she was new to the newspaper, she had few opportunities to go out for interviews. There were no photographers following.
For news interviews, her only weapon is her pen.
And an old notebook.
Hearing that something big happened in Zhuyuan, she rushed over ignorantly.
The other reporters had already hurried to the theater. Even the editor-in-chief went. Everyone went.
The Bamboo Garden seems to be Wang Zhulin's theater.
Who is Wang Zhulin? It's a big businessman. He is a great virtuous man. Well, that's the information she has. Others told her the same thing.
This is what is written in the news reports. Mr. Wang Zhulin, he is doing charity again somewhere. Are you helping the victims again?
Only when very few people mention Wang Zhulin, they hesitate to speak.
"Who are you……"
"Hello. My name is Zhou Huimin, and I am a reporter from Ta Kung Pao."
"this is yours."
Someone handed Zhou Huimin a small box.
A simple small box, it seems to be used to store some jewelry.
"For me?" Zhou Huimin was a little confused.
what?
Subconsciously I want to open it.
As a result, he was held down by an old reporter next to him.
The old reporter motioned with his eyes not to open the box. Let’s go inside first.
Zhou Huimin understood and passed with the box.
"It's open now." The old reporter looked around.
He took out his box. Open.
Inside is a red paper bag.
Open the red paper package. Inside are ten oceans.
The old reporter picked up Dayang with satisfaction and stuffed it into his pocket. Then put the box away.
Zhou Huimin opened it in the same way. There are also ten oceans inside.
"Ocean?"
"Ten?"
Zhou Huimin was very surprised.
Unexpectedly, there was actually an ocean inside the box.
She has been a reporter for a very short time and does not understand some unspoken rules very clearly.
I thought it was an ordinary interview. Unexpectedly, just after meeting, I was given ten oceans. This is a very kind gift.
Her monthly salary is only three oceans. This is equivalent to three months of her salary.
However, vaguely, she felt like something was wrong.
"etc!"
"Senior, can you tell me what's going on?"
she asked the old reporter hurriedly.
The old reporter looked around. nobody else.
So, he whispered: "For a while, just wear your ears, not your mouth..."
"What do you mean?" Zhou Huimin was confused.
"We will record whatever the owner says. We will report whatever the owner wants us to report."
"That……"
Zhou Huimin vaguely understood.
But it felt a little strange. It seems that something big happened in Zhuyuan.
So what happened in Zhuyuan?
"Come with me!"
"Thanks!"
The old reporter took Zhou Huimin into a spacious house.
I don't know whose house it is. Temporarily requisitioned by the Secret Service. Anyway, his master is not here for the time being. The house is empty.
The house was full of reporters. Reporters from many newspapers came.
They all came out of empty nests. The most people came was twenty. It was a gathering of people.
"Everyone, everyone!"
Someone stood up and said hello to all the reporters.
Zhou Huimin looked around and saw that there were more than 300 people. People are arriving one after another outside.
She thought about it secretly. One reporter is like 10 oceans. More than 300 reporters, that’s 3,000 oceans! This is really expensive. I don't know who is behind the money. The person behind the scenes must be very rich.
"Everyone, let me give you a brief introduction to the situation. Now Zhuyuan has been attacked by unknown gangsters. The people inside were killed and injured. Only Wang Zhulin himself managed to escape."
"My name is Luo Yiming. I'm from the Fuxing Society's Secret Service. We happened to pass by and blocked the gangsters in Zhuyuan. But the gangsters were very powerful. We couldn't resist. So we asked the garrison for help."
"There are some rumors out there, saying that the gangsters inside are disguised as Japanese. We have not yet confirmed such claims. We hope that everyone will not spread rumors, spread rumors, or believe rumors. All official announcements shall prevail."
"If, I say if, if it turns out that the gangsters inside are really related to the Japanese, we will also refer it to the relevant departments for handling. Please believe that we are confident and capable of handling this crisis."
Luo Yiming talked eloquently.
He's the best at this kind of thing. Therefore, Zhang Yong asked him to deal with it.
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
People kept taking pictures.
It's an older camera.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
Only a handful of journalists use brand-new cameras.
Most reporters don’t even have the oldest cameras. I can only rely on a pen to keep records.
For example, Zhou Huimin.
She quickly recorded Luo Yiming's words.
After recording, she felt like something was wrong. But I didn't feel anything was wrong.
Luo Yiming seems to be implying that the Japanese are criminal thieves?
But it seems there isn’t…
So what's going on?
At this time, someone came over to distribute press releases.
They have all been printed long ago. Uniform format. The content is the same.
"Everyone, please pay attention!"
"Everyone, please pay attention!"
Luo Yiming shouted profoundly.
For the sake of ten oceans, everyone quickly became quiet.
"This is the official announcement."
"The relevant details are already in the announcement."
"However, please don't send the announcement directly. You have to use it yourself. Polish it up."
"Our request is to be straightforward, popular and easy to understand. Let all the people in Tianjin Wei know the contents of the notice. Therefore, we will cover all newspapers for the next three days. All newspapers will be provided free of charge to Distributed to the whole society!”
Luo Yiming announced loudly.
All the reporters looked at each other thoughtfully.
Many experienced reporters seem to have smelled some kind of smoke. Getting a little excited.
This is a battle!
This is to be announced to the whole world!
Spend so much money for what? Of course it's not as simple as a newspaper.
The plan is great.
There must be some forethought behind it.
Tianjin Wei is afraid there will be a storm.
In fact, Zhang Yong, who was sitting in the corner on the second floor, felt that the heat was still not enough.
The transmission of information in this era is really too slow.
All are print media. Need to write a manuscript. finalized. Final edition, printing, sales...
Very time consuming.
Even if we work overtime right now, the news won’t be out until tomorrow morning at the earliest.
slow……
too slow……
If it were the online media of later generations...
Now the whole world knows.
have no choice……
limitations of the times. He could only accept it.
There are many things that he cannot do.
It's like knowing that the hostages are on the Neptune cargo ship, but there is no way to rescue them immediately. Because there are no helicopters.
If there were helicopters and motorboats, it would have been done long ago.
Of course, missile speedboats are the best.
If you give him a dozen guided-missile destroyers, he will dare to sweep across the Pacific.
It's a pity that there is no...
Therefore, I can only come back to Zhuyuan. Wait silently.
Instruct Catherine to do something by the way. Ask her to send relevant news to the British "Mirror" and "The Times".
At the time, these were two very influential newspapers. Specializes in reporting on world current affairs.
Catherine said yes. But it costs a lot of money.
A press release would need to be sent by long distance telegraph, which could cost several hundred pounds. One pound a word.
And then there's the expense of a hundred pounds for the front page. Two large newspapers, that's two hundred pounds. No one should be missing. This is the rule.
"make a deal!"
Zhang Yong readily agreed.
He feels good about expected gains in the coming days.
As long as this is done properly, the money extracted from the Japanese will definitely exceed a few hundred pounds.
I can't bear to let the child trap the wolf. Done. High investment, high return.
"Ring ring ring..."
"Ring ring ring..."
Suddenly the phone rang.
Yang Zhi went to answer the phone. Then he said to Zhang Yong: "Captain, your phone number."
"Okay!" Zhang Yong casually took the microphone over.
Who was the first caller?
He was curious.
As a result, it turned out to be Kishida Takeo's voice, "Zhang Yong, what are you going to do?"
"The people from the Qinglong Society and Cheporov are all in the Bamboo Garden. Did you know?" Zhang Yong did not mince words. Tell the person the truth directly, "Has anyone told you?"
"Blue Dragon Society?" Takeo Kishida was obviously surprised, "Why are they here?"
"It seems that you don't know a lot of news." Zhang Yong said, "Yu Zhongchun's son was kidnapped. You don't know, right?"
"Is it also what Qinglong will do?"
"yes."
"Then I know now."
"Does anyone else know?"
"Shigekawa Hide definitely doesn't know. Whether Wachi Takaji knows, I don't know."
"You guys are quite complicated internally."
"Didn't you already know that?"
Kishida Takeo said angrily. He doesn't hide his emotions either.
Now he is somewhat marginalized. After all, he didn't achieve anything in Shanghai, but was in a bit of a mess.
The Japanese invaders judge heroes based on success or failure. If you do well, you can improve. If you don’t do well, step aside.
Maokawaxiu has suffered several losses in a row recently and has been marginalized.
Only He Zhiyinger didn't suffer much. In other words, he has not been held accountable.
Now that the superiors have released the Qinglong Society, they obviously don't trust them very much.
Takeo Kishida doesn't know exactly how it works. However, he knew better. Now, Zhang Yong's opponent is already more advanced. It's no longer them old guys. In this case, he would just look at the crab coldly and see how long it would run rampant.
"In addition to Heidao Longzhang, what other important people have come to Tianjin Wei recently??"
"Isoya Rensuke is here."
"Yeah?"
"He is going to Peiping to discuss peace in North China with Song Zheyuan."
"anything else?"
"I heard that Seishiro Sakagaki might come too."
"Isn't he the deputy chief of staff of the Kwantung Army? What is such a big official doing here at Tianjin Guard?"
"I'm not coming to Tianjin Wei. I'm going to Peking."
"Oh. Beiping..."
Zhang Yong kept chatting with each other.
Kishida Takeo didn't feel there was any suspicion of leaking secrets. Anyway, these things are not considered secrets.
Rensuke Isotani is here, and many people in Peiping know about it.
Seishiro Sakagaki is coming, and many people there know about it.
There is no need to hide anything.
As for the specific time, route, and location, it is those that need to be kept confidential. But Kishida Takeo didn’t know all this at all. It is impossible to leak the secret.
Soon, Zhang Yong hung up the phone.
It seems that these old rivals have been marginalized by the Japanese invaders.
A new opponent is coming.
Probably Isotani Rensuke. Probably Seishiro Sakagaki. Probably Tojo Hideki.
Isotani Rensuke, Doihara Kenji, Sakagaki Seishiro. These three guys are all very famous China hands. He is also very good at spy work. In particular, Doihara Kenji has almost become synonymous with the Japanese secret service.
Peiping is really lively.
They are all big shots.
They are all big scenes.
What kind of swords and shadows are behind the tense situation?
Every moment is thrilling!
Unfortunately, he hasn't had the chance to step onto that big stage yet.
Let’s continue practicing at Tianjin Wei!
The stage is set. Then let's start.
Act one piece at a time, slowly!
(End of chapter)
