The offices of Daimoyo Co. and Jiro Matsumoto were searched from inside to out.
A large amount of espionage information was found and piled on Meng Shaoyuan's new desk.
There is also a bag.
Meng Shaoyuan opened it and saw that there were oceans, Japanese yen, pounds sterling, US dollars, legal tender issued by the National Government, and twelve gold bars of different sizes inside.
"They were all found in the offices of Damo & Company and Matsumoto." Mu Dekai, who went with Liu Huanwen to take charge of the search, spoke in a low voice.
"Oh." Meng Shaoyuan responded smoothly: "Keep the information and hand in the rest."
"Captain Meng." Mu Dekai looked to the side and his voice became lower and lower: "You haven't been here long, so you may not understand some things well.
We spies may look good, but in fact we have unspeakable hardships. As for our Lixing Society, I wonder if you have heard of a jingle. Official officers live in a foreign-style building, and reserve officers live in a bungalow; junior secret agents live in a dilapidated house, and three people working as field service officers live there.
Small spies like us are actually similar to those in the field. Their salary is small and their benefits are low. Those who work locally are fine, but those who work out of town have to rent a house. I only get this little money a month, which is really not enough for rent. "
Meng Shaoyuan understood immediately.
Although Nanjing is not as colorful as Shanghai, it is currently experiencing the best ten years.
It is also called the "golden decade" by foreigners.
From 1927 to 1936, transportation, economy, and education all developed rapidly.
A large number of foreign goods began to pour into Nanjing, which also caused prices to rise in Nanjing.
Take soap, the most common daily necessities, as an example. Ten years ago, a piece of soap cost five cents. This year, the price of the same bar of soap increased to 6.5 cents.
The only thing that fell was probably agricultural products.
A pound of pork has dropped to 1.98 cents this month.
Therefore, people in Nanjing say, "You can eat pork as much as you want, but save the soap."
Agents are human beings too, and they also need money to live.
Mu Dekai accompanied him with a smile: "So we have to find a way to get some money ourselves. The stolen goods collected from the criminals are usually divided among everyone. Sometimes there is nothing we can do, so we just catch an opium dealer that we have already controlled and smuggle it. Yes, we call them 'fat pigs'. We don't do anything to them, just let them bleed. After all, we have to find a way to survive."
"What about the superiors? Doesn't it matter?" Meng Shaoyuan asked.
Mu Dekai laughed a few times: "It's not easy for everyone, and the superiors also know our difficulties. As long as they don't go too far and cause trouble, they will turn a blind eye."
Meng Shaoyuan nodded: "Old Mu, I just came here and I don't understand many of the rules. I have to rely on you to help me in the future."
"Don't dare, don't dare."
"Then tell me, how to divide these things?"
Mu Dekai seemed to have already made a plan: "The money and the ocean will be divided into six parts. Of course, you will take the big share, accounting for 70%. You will take pity on us and give some points to your brothers for the rest.
I have weighed the gold. Twelve gold bars, a total of one hundred and twenty-eight taels. This is a huge sum of money. We can't keep it all to ourselves. All the important people up and down have to take care of it.
The second section is under the personal control of Director Dai, and we don’t have the guts to give it to him, but Deputy Section Chief Kong Jinan is determined to have it. What he said to Director Dai was right.
Tang Zong, the chief of the first section, has eight liang, and Feng Xiaocai, the chief of the general affairs department, also has eight liang. We usually ask him to do things more often. In addition, Hu Ping, the chief of the personnel department, and Ke Jian'an, the chief of the inspection department, each have to pay ten taels. Our evaluation, promotion, transfer, and disciplinary supervision are all in their hands.
Xu Renji, chief of the accounting section, Yao Dunwen, chief of the translation section, and Wei Daming, chief director of the telecommunications station, each had five taels. Li Zuwei, the chief of the copywriting unit, is enough..."
"Wait a minute." Meng Shaoyuan interrupted: "Li Zuwei is also a unit chief after all, why is there only three or two?"
Mu Dekai smiled: "The writing department is usually responsible for sorting out files. There are few opportunities for us to ask him to do things. Logically speaking, it's okay if he doesn't give. But the sedan chair is used to carry people, and everyone works in the same department."
Got it, got it.
This guy is a talented person, he knows the affairs of the second office very well, and he knows clearly in his mind who should be paid more and who should be paid less.
"In addition, take out another fifteen taels and distribute them to the captains and other useful agents." Mu Dekai had already planned: "In this way, a total of seventy-nine taels of gold will be taken out. There are still four Nineteen taels. The credit for this time is mainly yours. You take the big part, forty taels. We can get some of the rest if we take advantage of it."
We are not afraid of settling the accounts, but we are afraid of not being able to calculate them clearly.
Forty taels of gold is a lot.
In Beijing, a courtyard house where a prince of the late Qing Dynasty once lived sold for just over fifty taels of gold.
Meng Shaoyuan pondered there for a while: "Let's do this, the general remains unchanged, but for the ocean and the money, I will take fifty percent. For the gold, I will take thirty taels, and you five will divide the rest."
"Oh, how can that happen? How can it happen?" Mu Dekai's nose turned red with excitement.
As the lowest-level agents, they only eat meat, and they don't expect to drink soup. They are satisfied with getting some soup dregs to wet their mouths.
But now the new Captain Meng waved his hand, excluding Dayang and money, nineteen taels of gold, divided among five people, almost four taels in hand.
This really made them a small fortune.
There is a way to make money by following Captain Meng!
Although Meng Shaoyuan has something in mind, he doesn't know much about the internal affairs of the Second Department, so he has to rely on an old man like Mu Dekai.
Moreover, as a new captain, you have to make your subordinates devoted to you.
Why are you so determined? Majesty alone is not enough, you have to make them feel hopeful by following you.
There was someone arranged by Dai Li beside him. Meng Shaoyuan knew clearly that Dai Li must have promised him some benefits.
If that's the case, then why can't I buy him over as well?
There are plenty of opportunities to make money.
People's hearts must quickly gather around themselves.
"I'll leave all these things to you." Meng Shaoyuan no longer hesitated: "Give me what you need to give, and tell me who you missed. Lao Mu, if you get dirty in the future... help me get these. How do you decide?"
"Cheng, Cheng, don't worry, I will let them all know that this is what you arranged for them." Mu Dekai tried to please: "Otherwise, you just took office today, and when you get off work, I will call them. Let’s celebrate your success together.”
"Okay, I'll treat you."
"Don't, don't, aren't you slapping me? Come on, brothers, come on, brothers."
"Okay, go ahead and book the hotel."
Mu Dekai happily left with gold, oceans and money.
Divide the spoils.
Is this a spoils-sharing event?
No, a small meeting to share the spoils.
It seems that working here not only has a future, but also a way to make money.
The five subordinates must fully tap their potential.
Xiang Shounong is a master of torture, and Mu Dekai is an old fool.
What about the rest?
Take your time and you will discover their strengths little by little.
