The Japanese army occupied Nanjing, and the reconstruction of its secret service was still very slow.
What is needed now is not a secret service, but blood and death permeating the city.
The whole of Nanjing fell into a miserable hell on earth...
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From the first day when the Japanese army entered Nanjing, Ren Yinghao always behaved very calmly.
He had no intention of leaving the city.
He has to help Boss Meng take care of the property here and complete the tasks assigned to him by Boss Meng.
A Japanese flag is hung at the entrance of Henglong Company.
There is also a banner written in Japanese:
"Welcome the Japanese Empire to capture Nanjing"!
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Ren Yinghao heard gunshots, roars, and desperate screams outside.
He closed his eyes and said nothing.
There was a loud banging on the door from outside.
Ren Yinghao quickly stood up.
"Boom"!
The door was smashed open, and a guy who was about to open the door clutched his stomach and fell to the ground screaming.
A bayonet penetrated his stomach.
Several murderous and vicious Japanese soldiers rushed in under the leadership of a second lieutenant.
They will not choose to believe just because of a Japanese flag or a banner with Japanese written on it.
"My own people, my own people!"
Ren Yinghao hurriedly shouted in unskilled Japanese.
The second lieutenant stopped his soldiers with a wave of his hand.
He came to Ren Yinghao and looked at the young man up and down.
"Sir, we are one of our own, one of our own." Ren Yinghao nodded and bowed, took out a cigarette: "Sir, you smoke."
The second lieutenant took the cigarette, and Ren Yinghao struck the match enthusiastically and got closer, but was caught off guard and was slapped firmly by the second lieutenant.
Ren Yinghao was beaten until stars appeared in his eyes.
The second lieutenant cursed: "Baga, you are a Chinese pig."
"Yes, I am a Chinese pig." Half of Ren Yinghao's face was red, but he didn't care: "But Henglong Company has a very happy cooperation with the Empire of Japan. Hangzhou, Songping Co., Ltd., our trade cooperation Partner. Ino Matsudaira, our friend."
"What's up?"
A major came in with several more Japanese soldiers.
"Your Excellency, Major." The second lieutenant hurriedly stepped forward: "This Chinese man said that he is a trading partner of Hangzhou Songping Co., Ltd., and said that a man named Songping Ino is his friend."
Given his class, it was certainly impossible for him to know Ino Matsudaira.
The major was covered in blood, and he probably had killed a lot of people just now. When he heard the name "Matsuhira Ino", his attitude suddenly changed: "Are you a friend of Matsudaira's family?"
"Yes, yes." Ren Yinghao said quickly: "Matsuhira Ino, our friend, a very good friend, you can go investigate. If what I say is false, you can chop off my head."
"Very good, I will investigate. If what you say is true, the friends of the Songping family are our friends." The Major patted Ren Yinghao on the shoulder: "Stay here and don't go out. It's very dangerous outside." Danger."
"Yes Yes."
Ren Yinghao nodded and bowed and sent away these ferocious Japanese. Before he could take a breath and ignore the guy who had just been killed, he quickly called another guy:
"Quickly, make another banner and write 'Matsuhira-sama partner'."
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Relying on the name of the Songping family, Ren Yinghao and his Henglong Trading Company successfully escaped the terrible disaster.
From this moment on, he began to quietly accept refugees from Nanjing.
According to statistics, from the destruction of Nanjing to the end of December, Ren Yinghao took in a total of 153 Nanjing refugees in Hang Lung Company.
Not much, but he did his best.
Similarly, during this period, he entertained more than fifteen batches of Japanese executioners. It was not just simple entertainment, but also good wine and delicious food.
The name of Henglong Company near Jiangnan Gongyuan in Nanjing soon spread among the Japanese army.
Although everything nearby was completely destroyed by the Japanese, Heng Lung Company was not damaged at all.
Some greedy Japanese officers would always come to the Heng Lung Company to have a meal and then continue their brutal behavior.
But they never would have thought that there were a large number of Nanjing refugees hiding in the caves just a few rooms over.
Every time, Ren Yinghao was always on tenterhooks, fearing that something might happen that the Japanese would notice.
There are about a hundred people, and their lives are all in their own hands.
He really admired Boss Meng. He had guessed early on that once the city of Nanjing was captured, the Japanese army would definitely burn, kill and loot in the city and do all kinds of evil.
But what impressed him most was how could Boss Meng think of using the Matsudaira Co., Ltd. brand as a shield? If the Japanese really went to investigate, wouldn't that be exposed?
But what he never expected was that this... this was actually true!
The Japanese and Hangzhou authorities have verified that Heng Lung is indeed a trading partner of Matsudaira Co., Ltd., and at the end of December, Matsudaira Ino personally sent people to Nanjing to demand full protection for Heng Lung Company and to stop being harassed. .
The Japanese attach great importance to aristocratic families like the Matsudaira family, and immediately ordered a strict ban on further harassment of the Heng Lung Company.
From this time on, no more Japanese came to Hang Lung to drink.
Boss Meng, how the hell did you do it?
At this point, Ren Yinghao couldn't help but curse.
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Japanese Ino Matsudaira owes US$110,000, with a monthly interest of three cents, plus interest... The debtor, Ino Matsudaira, is willing to mortgage the Matsudaira Co., Ltd., the property of the Matsudaira family, and the aristocratic title he will inherit in the future...
Mahjong is really fun...
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Ren Yinghao suddenly transformed into one of the first and most famous traitors after the fall of Nanjing.
It was January 1, the first day of 1938.
Ren Yinghao hurried back from outside. The tragedy all over the city made him unwilling to stay one more step.
"Sir, sir."
Someone suddenly stopped him.
"What's up?"
Ren Yinghao stopped.
"Are you Mr. Ren Yinghao and Ren?"
"it's me."
"I was asked to bring this to you."
"Oh, what?" Ren Yinghao approached.
But at this moment, a sack suddenly pulled out of him from behind, and then a brick knocked him to the ground.
Several people punched and kicked the sack. Ren Yinghao heard those people yelling at them while beating back: "Traitor, traitor!"
"Japanese, run."
Ren Yinghao knew those people had escaped.
Military leather boots kicked him: "Hey, are you dead?"
Spoken in Japanese.
Ren Yinghao got out of the sack and struggled to get up. His head was bruised, his body was covered in scars, and one of his teeth was knocked out.
"Mr. Ren?" The Japanese officer leading the team had had a drink at Henglong Company and recognized Ren Yinghao at a glance: "It was those Chinese people who did it. I will help you catch them now."
"Forget it."
Ren Yinghao felt as if his right arm was broken, and smiled bitterly: "No need to trouble the imperial army."
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Ren Yinghao returned to the company and asked someone to go out and find an orthopedic surgeon to take a look at him.
He wanted to cry, really wanted to cry.
Here, there are 153 Nanjing refugees under my protection.
I am not a traitor.
But those who hit themselves don’t know.
In the eyes of many people, Ren Yinghao is a traitor.
He sat there for a long time, sighed, and called his men: "Have you seen me like this?"
"I saw it."
"Am I miserable?"
"...It's quite miserable."
"Remember." Ren Yinghao forced himself to smile: "But we are doing something good. The Japanese killed many people in Nanjing. They will turn into pigs and dogs in their next life to pay off their debts. But what about us? Now we are being scolded and beaten. In the next life, you will either be a rich man or a high official. Remember, we are not unjust."
The guy who went out to find the doctor came back, but he came back alone: "Boss Ren, we can't find the doctor."
"Why can't I find it?"
"Doctor Ma, who we knew well, died, and his whole family was killed. Doctor Wu was fine because he was forced to look at the injuries of a Japanese officer, but when he heard it was you, he..."
The guy didn't say anything, but Ren Yinghao understood.
I am a traitor, who will help me see a doctor?
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Late at night.
The refugees in the cave were called out for some exercise.
But even so, they must be careful not to make any noise.
The courtyard and the rooms were densely packed with people.
Still alive.
They are all still alive.
"Boss Ren, what's wrong with you?"
An old man saw Ren Yinghao's miserable condition.
"It's okay, it's okay." Ren Yinghao smiled: "I was beaten, and my arm seems to be broken."
"I know some medical skills, let me look at it for you."
"Hey, thank you for your hard work."
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The old man helped Ren Yinghao treat him, but during the treatment, tears kept falling.
When the work was over, the old man wiped his eyes and said: "Boss Ren, even if you don't tell me, I know that you were beaten by your own people and regarded as a traitor by your own people. Don't worry, when the Japanese leave, we will definitely Tell everyone that you saved our lives, that you are a great benefactor, and that you are our living Bodhisattva!"
"No, once you tell me, I will be finished." Ren Yinghao shook his head: "The Japanese will not leave for a while. If you want to thank me, you must not tell me that you have hidden here in the future."
"Mr. Ren."
The old man looked at Ren Yinghao blankly, and then slowly knelt down on the ground.
Everyone in the yard and the room knelt down on the belt.
It's so dark.
No one spoke, no one spoke.
Ren Yinghao's tears fell one drop at a time.
All the grievances disappeared without a trace at this moment.
It's worth it, it's worth it, it's worth everything.
Being wronged and not understood by his own people, Ren Yinghao didn't care at this moment.
These people's lives were all saved by themselves.
The old man choked and said: "Boss Ren, we will never be able to repay you for your great kindness in this life. Our children will repay you. We will set up a memorial tablet for you for generations to come!"
Ren Yinghao took a long breath and nodded vigorously.
