In April, colorful flags covered the sun at Shiliupu Pier in Shanghai.
The Commander-in-Chief of the National Revolutionary Army, Jiang Zhongzheng, together with his generals and distinguished figures from all walks of life in Shanghai gathered on the pier to welcome the Chairman of the Kuomintang, Wang Zhaoming, who had returned from Europe.
Compared with when Sun Wen passed away two years ago, Wang Zhaoming's situation is much grander.
He has the demeanor of a leader in every gesture, he is kind to everyone, and he shows a gentle and elegant demeanor when talking and laughing.
People in Shanghai are moved by this.
This is the style of the head of state of China.
The reception banquet was held at the Dahua Hotel.
Mrs.
Qingling, the wife of the former Prime Minister, and Meiling, the third lady of the Song family, appeared at the banquet.
Chiang Kai-shek raised his wine glass and said to the guests: "Today, on the occasion of Chairman Wang's return to China, I wish you all Announcement of two private matters.”
Everyone was whispering, but Wang Zhaoming was still smiling and seemed to be interested in listening to Chiang Kai-shek's personal affairs.
"The first thing is that the brothers were baptized and converted to Christianity."
There was another round of whispering, and the foreign guests present applauded.
Chiang Kai-shek looked around and finally landed on Soong Meiling.
His eyes were exceptionally gentle.
The look of shyness on Soong Meiling's face immediately made Chen Zikun's heart lift.
"The second thing is, thanks to the favor of Miss Soong Meiling, I am willing to marry my brother.
The wedding is tentatively scheduled for the end of the year, and you are all invited to come."
Chiang Kai-shek was full of energy and could not hide his excitement.
Warm applause broke out, and everyone blessed the couple.
Chen Zikun was also smiling.
When shaking hands with Chiang Kai-shek to congratulate him, he noticed that Soong Ching Ling's eyebrows were lowered and calm as water, and she did not seem to be very happy.
Wang Zhaoming was not too happy either, but he concealed it very cleverly.
Chiang Kai-shek suddenly announced the news of his engagement, and the limelight overshadowed him.
No one would be happy.
After the banquet was the dance, the suave Wang Zhaoming took the initiative to invite Song Meiling to dance.
The two danced on the dance floor.
They were a perfect match for each other.
Compared with the bald and bearded Commander-in-Chief Chiang Kai-shek, who was wearing a military uniform and a sword, it seemed that Chairman Wang and Miss Song were more attractive.
Husband and wife look.
Wang Zhaoming successfully regained everyone's attention and became the focus of attention again.
In front of the two civil and military leaders of the National Government, everyone's style was obscured.
The former man of the hour Chen Zikun also had to sit low-key in the corner and look lonely.
With a glass of red wine.
"The red wine used at Dahua Hotel today seems to be a little sour."
A familiar voice came to my ears, and a faint fragrance hit my face.
It was Tang Yan, a female reporter.
"Reporter Tang, long time no see."
Chen Zikun raised his wine glass in greeting.
"Commander Chen, I haven't seen you for a long time.
Your beard is quite impressive."
Taking advantage of the darkness, Tang Yan boldly reached out and stroked Chen Zikun's beard.
"This commander has sworn that if the country is not unified, he will not shave."
Chen Zikun said.
Tang Yan chuckled, stretched a high-heeled foot between Chen Zikun's legs, and clinked the wine glass with him: "Beer Silk."
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The two drank from the glasses, and Tang Yan raised her arm like a white lotus root: "Witt, whiskey."
Ten minutes later, eighteen empty cups were placed in front of the two of them.
Tang Yan stood up, giggled and stretched out her hand to Chen Zikun: "Are you dancing?"
Just as the waltz ended, Chen Zikun and Tang Yan stepped onto the dance floor and loudly said: "Band, tango" Rhythmic music sounded, and the two of them took advantage of their drunkenness to shake their heads in a chic way and immediately won the applause of the audience.
Chen Zikun had a long beard, and Tang Yan was young and beautiful.
Her pair of slender legs under her skirt attracted a lot of attention, and the song Tango immediately overwhelmed the golden boy and girl combination of Wang Zhaoming and Soong Meiling.
As for the shabby bald commander, no one had noticed it for a long time.
The dance ended and everyone dispersed.
Tang Yan's eyes were blurred, she held Chen Zikun's arm tightly and exhaled, "I'm drunk, take me home."
"Okay."
Chen Zikun hesitated but agreed.
Thinking that he and Soong Meiling had no eye contact all night, he still felt sad.
When he walked to the car, he couldn't help but look back at the hotel.
Little did he know that there was a pair of eyes looking at him in the dim light.
Tang Yan lived in a Shikumen house in the public concession.
Chen Zikun drove her to the door.
The female reporter was already drunk and stumbled to the door of the house.
The servant came to open the door.
She looked back at Chen Zikun and stretched out her arms.
With his right hand: "Thank you, see you later."
Chen Zikun saluted: "It is my honor to serve Madam."
Tang Yan giggled for a while, entered the door, and closed the door with a bang.
Chen Zikun turned around angrily and was about to get in the car when suddenly the door opened again.
Tang Yan was leaning at the door with her charming eyes: "Commander, would you like to come in and have a cup of coffee?"
"It's too late."
Chen Zikun deliberately looked at his watch and secretly observed Tang Yan.
The female reporter seemed disappointed.
"Just have a drink."
Chen Zikun smiled.
Tang Yan also smiled: "Please."
The two of them entered the door and went into the room.
Tang Yan asked the servant to make coffee and said to Chen Zikun: "Would you like to visit my study?"
Chen Zikun readily agreed and walked into Tang Yan's study.
There was a thick carpet on the floor, the curtains were closed, the floor lamp was dim, and a row of bookshelves were filled with various books.
Tang Yan threw off her high heels and threw herself into Chen Zikun's arms, with a hot red face.
Lips sealed his mouth.
After a soul-stirring kiss, the two rolled on the carpet.
In the kitchen, the coffee was already bubbling on the gas stove.
On the road outside the door, Commander Chen's special car was parked quietly.
The guards were still loyal to their duties and stood beside the Shikumen.
Late at night, in the study room, high heels, skirts, tops and pants were scattered on the carpet, and two bodies were entangled and sleeping soundly.
In the next few days, Tang Yan always went out with Chen Zikun, as if she was Commander Chen's temporary wife.
The female reporter had a lively and easy-going personality, and she was good at smoking and drinking.
The adjutant Ma Bian and the guards all liked to deal with her.
Besides, Commander Chen didn't have many heirs.
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The two ladies have only given birth to one daughter so far.
Everyone hopes that he will have more concubines and more young marshals.
After the meeting between Chiang Kai-shek and Wang Zhaoming, Chairman Wang and Communist Party leader Chen Duxiu jointly issued a memorandum to the people, urging them to immediately abandon mutual suspicion and conduct candid consultations on everything.
As soon as the news came out, the tense atmosphere in Shanghai was greatly relieved.
Previously, there were rumors that the workers' pickets were preparing to forcefully enter the concession and organize the Shanghai Municipal Government on their own.
Now the rumors have been dispelled and everything is peaceful.
The battle on the northern front went quite smoothly.
Zhang Zuolin's Anguo Army was pushed to the front line in northern Jiangsu, and its momentum was greatly weakened.
The dawn of China's reunification seemed to have emerged.
Since the May 30th, the relationship between Chen Zikun and Western countries has become tense.
The aircraft ordered from the United States have never arrived.
The business of Springfield Matheson has come to a standstill for a time, and even the office cannot be rented.
After Chen Zikun and Chiang Kai-shek reached an agreement, , one million yuan was successfully received, and he would have the same amount of money every month in the future, which immediately made him feel rich and wealthy.
Mu Yichen lived in a rented Shikumen house near the Bund.
There were three employees of a foreign bank living with him.
They were all old men who didn't stick to trivial matters.
The room stunk, with clothes and socks scattered everywhere, and cigarette ashes.
The jars were full, and books and documents were scattered everywhere.
Marshal Chen's visit made the staff very nervous and they were busy packing their things.
Chen Zikun asked them not to be busy very kindly, saying that housework was not a man's job and he would just ask Manager Mu to hire a servant later.
Mu Yichen said with a sad face: "The salary is almost unaffordable, how can I have money to hire people?"
Chen Zikun took out a check and handed it over like a magic trick: "This may be able to solve the urgent need."
Mu Yichen took a look and his eyes lit up: "Five million" Chen Zikun said with a smile: "Take it, rent a decent office first, and start business.
Seeing that the love of the country is about to be unified, we have to take precautions and prepare to start construction.
Steel plants, chemical plants, cotton mills, railways, It’s all going to be built.”
Mu Yichen turned over the check from Zhejiang Industrial Bank and said with emotion: "Chiang Kai-shek's financing ability is unparalleled in China."
Chen Zikun wondered: "How did you know this was Chiang Zhongzheng's money?"
Mu Yichen said: "Have you forgotten, in addition to import and export, I also do financial business.
Commander-in-Chief Chiang has a very good relationship with the Jiangsu and Zhejiang chaebols.
Jiangsu and Zhejiang have been ruled by northern warlords for many years and have suffered terribly.
Now, A fellow from Fenghua, Zhejiang Province has made his mark Naturally, he needs strong support.
Zhang Jiaao from the Bank of China, Chen Huide from the Shanghai Commercial and Savings Bank, Qian Yongming from the Joint Reserve Bank of the Four Banks, and Li Ming from the Zhejiang Industrial Bank all helped him.
During this time, you know Chiang Kai-shek How much did it cost?”
"Can't guess."
Chen Zikun shook his head.
"Borrowing, issuing treasury bills, public bonds, etc., a total of 130 million yuan was obtained."
Mu Yichen specially emphasized the word "100 million yuan".
Chen Zikun took a breath.
He actually raised hundreds of millions of funds.
No wonder Chiang Kai-shek was so tyrannical and did not pay attention to the Wuhan government supported by Soviet Russia.
These days, wars only cost money.
Guns and bullets cost money, and military pay and food It costs money to appease the place, and it also costs money to win over people's hearts.
If you raise a million, you will feel rich.
Compared with others, you will be dwarfed.
Mu Yichen sighed: "Chiang Kai-shek is a stock speculator.
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He knows a lot about financial matters.
In addition, he is good at life.
Foreigners are coaxed into submission by him.
This time, by marrying the Song family, he can get Kong Xiangxi even more."
Looking at China, no one can compete with Song Ziwen’s financial support and political reputation.”
Chen Zikun was silent and could only sigh to himself.
It seemed that Hu Banxian was right.
With his own qualifications, becoming a general was already the best.
It would be very difficult to go further.
Mu Yichen chuckled: "I didn't expect that after so many years of business, I am still a political animal at heart.
Senior, what are you going to do next, adopt a strategy of staying close to Jiang?"
Without waiting for Chen Zikun to answer, he said to himself: "At present, it seems that this is the wisest choice.
China cannot afford the trouble."
Just as he was talking, the door was pushed open, and a woman walked in.
She immediately covered her nose and frowned: "It smells so bad."
It was the school girl Che Qiuling whom she hadn't seen for a long time.
"When will you get married?"
Chen Zikun immediately changed the topic.
Che Qiuling said generously: "My father has actually acquiesced, but for the sake of face, he is still holding on.
I think my father will only give in if there is a powerful person acting as a matchmaker."
Chen Zikun said: "I'm afraid my face is gone.
I don't know if Commander-in-Chief Chiang's intervention will be effective."
Suddenly Shuangxi stomped up the stairs and said in a loud voice: "Report to the commander, Commander-in-Chief Jiang has informed me that I have urgent military matters to discuss with you
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