Meng Shao originally thought it was quite funny.
When No. 76 was first established, Japan allocated 300,000 yen per month as funding, and also provided 500 guns, 50,000 rounds of ammunition and other military equipment at one time.
The initial financial support was quite timely, but with the successive incidents on the 76th, and the Japanese special agencies themselves having financial problems, there were many delays in the allocation of funds.
Even if they finally wait, they often cannot give in full.
This also restricted the development of No. 76.
It is said that every month, Li Shiqun has a headache about how to pay his agents.
Moreover, during the stock market crash, Li Shiqun suffered heavy losses, which left him heavily in debt and even used No. 76's activity funds.
This also made the Japanese Lei Lei furious and reprimanded Li Shiqun.
If Qingqi Qingyin hadn't been there to protect him, Li Shiqun would have been even more unlucky.
And look at the military command?
Under my own control and with abundant funds, I have no worries about this at all.
Meng Shaoyuan's consistent view is, why should good people eat chaffy vegetables? Good people can also make a lot of money!
"Why bother?"
Sinclair picked up the cigar that Meng Shaoyuan gave him, put it under his nose and smelled it: "They openly carried weapons and violated the concession law. We can definitely expel them."
"What's the use?" Meng Shaoyuan said calmly: "If you drive them away, they will come back soon, and their activities will be more hidden. Moreover, it will only make the Japanese government put pressure on the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau again. Adding to the worries of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce."
"Mr. Meng, this is why I chose you as my friend."
At this time, Kai Ziwei, the director of the public concession board of directors, opened the door and walked in: "Friends, you don't always get what you ask for. You are willing to consider each other in everything. I like you very much."
You are not a woman, I want you to like me?
Meng Shaoyuan smiled and said: "Mr. President has given us a lot of help since he took office. Don't worry, Chinese people will never forget their friends."
Kai Ziwei is also an interesting person, with a natural hatred for the Japanese.
Although under pressure and considering the survival of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau, it still made great concessions to the Japanese side, but it is no longer the same as the previous general directors.
Overtly and covertly, he helped the Shanghai District of the Military Command Bureau a lot.
"What do you say in Chinese? A storm is coming." Kai Ziwei seemed to be worried: "Recently, a large number of unfamiliar faces have poured into the concession, which makes me very worried."
"More than that." Meng Shaoyuan took over his topic and said: "I can responsibly tell Mr. General Manager that the concession has been divided by the Japanese into four areas: southeast, northwest and southeast. In other words, there are dense agents in these four directions, and only the concession The central area is relatively safe for the time being. We are all willing to treat this as a buffer zone."
"In the past, the concession was our concession." Kai Ziwei smiled bitterly: "But now? We are gradually losing control of the concession. Maybe when I open my eyes tomorrow, the Japanese flag will be hanging on the On the Ministry of Industry Bureau building.”
It's not as serious as you said, but this day will come sooner or later.
"I don't want to see a war in the concession. This is not good for any of us." Meng Shaoyuan said calmly: "Maintaining the security of the concession is not only your business, but also my responsibility. I will try my best to do it in the most low-key way." Help the Ministry of Industry and Commerce solve this problem."
Kai Ziwei didn't know what to say.
Help the Ministry of Industry and Commerce solve this problem?
Has the Ministry of Industry and Commerce degenerated to the point where it needs help from outside forces?
In fact, if you think about it carefully, there is nothing to be ashamed of.
The Ministry of Industry and Commerce has never truly had complete control over the public concessions.
At the earliest, there was a general strike led by people from Ningbo.
Then, there was the emergence of the three tycoons in Shanghai.
After finally waiting for the three tycoons to leave and retire, a new generation of Shanghai King appeared again.
The power of the Chinese has never faded in the public concession!
"Mr. President, you don't have to worry about these little things." Meng Shaoyuan suddenly said: "I came today because I have something else I want to ask for your help with."
"Please tell me, within my ability."
Meng Shaoyuan said slowly: "The price of rice in Shanghai has remained high since the outbreak of the war. Coupled with the influx of a large number of refugees into the concession, the cost of living in the concession has become higher and higher, and many ordinary families have reached the point where they are unsustainable. I hope the Ministry of Industry and Industry will issue a notice to stop profiteers from hoarding goods and bring rice prices back to normal levels as soon as possible."
Kai Ziwei was a little confused.
The young man in front of him is a spy, and he is also a big spy leader.
How could a spy suddenly become so concerned about the price of rice for no apparent reason?
"Mr. President, can you help me with this?"
"sure."
Although Kai Ziwei felt baffled, he still agreed: "This is also the responsibility of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce. If the price of rice remains high, it will easily lead to a series of follow-ups, which will also cause panic in the concession."
"Then, on behalf of all Shanghai citizens, I thank you."
"This is my job." Kai Ziwei looked at his watch: "I still have a meeting to attend, so I won't accompany you."
"Okay, Mr. General Manager, see you next time."
Sinclair watched Kai Ziwei go out and suddenly said: "Meng, you are really a cunning person."
"Why do you say that?" Meng Shaoyuan took out a cigarette.
"Fukutsu Rice Line."
Sinclair said meaningfully: "The patrol room is not just about eating all day long. We also have many excellent detectives and patrol officers. Since a large number of forces have poured into the concession, spies have frequently come in and out of Fujin Rice Bank. According to your statement , is this a contact point or something else?
The owner of Fukujin Rice Shop is Japanese, and Japanese people still have some privileges in the concession. I think you are trying to use Mi Xing's brain, right? "
"That's right." Meng Shaoyuan actually didn't deny it at all: "You can't check Fujin Rice Shop, but what I can tell you is that this is a weapons warehouse with a large number of weapons and explosives hidden in it."
Sinclair's expression changed slightly.
"You can't move Fujin Mihang, and I can't move either, unless there is a bloody battle." Meng Shaoyuan said calmly: "I still don't want the public concession to be in chaos. This is not in our interests. In this case, I have to think about something else. The method is to make this rice bank unable to function, at least, it cannot function for a period of time.”
Sinclair shrugged.
He is not very able to understand what the other party wants to do, but he trusts his "friend" and he must have a perfect plan.
This plan can achieve his goal, and it will also cause his enemies to suffer a huge loss!
