As usual, the Chen family spends the Spring Festival in Shanghai every year, for no other reason than the fact that major shopping malls in the concession offer a lot of discounts during the New Year period, making it easier for Yao Yilei and Jian Bing to make purchases.
Originally, Xia Xiaoqing planned to get a little angry, but she couldn't bear it, and her son Xiaobei wanted to go to Shanghai to see the world, so he came with him.
The Chen family went to Shanghai to celebrate the New Year, and everyone in Jiangdong's senior management followed suit.
Yan Su's family, Chen Qilin and his wife, Gong Zijun and Xia Jingxi, all bought properties in Shanghai's French Concession and came together every winter to celebrate the New Year.
At this time, Chen Zikun's villa on Xiafei Road is full of guests.
In addition to Jiangdong's old subordinates, there are also friends from the political and business circles.
Chen Tiaoyuan, Chen Yi, Du Yuesheng, Li Yaoting, Mu Yichen and Che Qiuling all come to visit the house frequently.
We always prepare two tables of mahjong, so you can play whenever you come.
The ladies at the card table naturally discussed fashionable bags and cosmetics and fur coats, while the only topic among the men was politics.
After Chiang Kai-shek resigned from office, the successor as chairman of the National Government was Lin Sen, a member of the old alliance and a hero of the anti-Yuan protector.
The Duke is already sixty-four.
He is indifferent to fame and fortune by nature, and does not form any political affiliations for personal gain.
He is just a decoration.
Since he took office, no officials from the Executive Yuan have even visited him.
"Chairman Lin is just a seal keeper.
It won't be long before Mr.
Jiang will come back."
Chen Tiaoyuan, like Chen Zikun, is one of the few Beiyang warlords who became prosperous after defecting to the Kuomintang.
He has great influence on the political arena.
The view is the same as that of Chen Zikun, that is, no one can play with China except Chiang Kai-shek.
Executive Director Sun Ke is the son of the former Prime Minister, a serious man, but he neither has Chiang Kai-shek's ability to command troops, nor Song Ziwen's ability to make money, and his prestige in terms of party affairs is not as good as that of Wang Zhaoming and Hu Hanmin.
It is a farce for someone to become the executive president.
Yan Su played the wrong card and took an extra card to make him a husband.
He said: "Sun Ke is like this deck of cards.
He can't make peace no matter what.
The military disputes in Jiangsu and Zhejiang have gone to the gate of the Executive Yuan.
He can solve it."
I think his hair is almost turning gray now."
Chen Yi is currently the Director of Ordnance Industry.
He is led by Chen Zikun in business and has a lot of contacts.
He took over Yan Su's words and said: "What Chairman Yan said is absolutely true.
Sun Ke is not capable enough, and he can't get any of the three giants of Chiang, Wang, and Hu."
With the support of the Executive Yuan, he can last for a month.
Last time I went to the Executive Yuan, the work was in a mess.
The National Defense Construction Supervisory Committee is still vacant.
Brother Kunwu, what are your plans?"
Chen Zikun said: "I have no plans.
It was just a tiring job to run errands.
I don't plan to do it anymore.
Last week, I asked the secretary to go back to Nanjing to deal with the aftermath and seal all the documents.
This is the end of this supervisory committee."
While they were playing cards, the servant came to report that a guest named Wang was visiting.
Chen Zikun said: "Wang Geng must be here.
Please come quickly."
As expected, it was Wang Geng who came.
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He, Chen Zikun, and Yan Su all served in the Beiyang Army Department.
He and Chen Zikun were also West Point alumni.
They were famous figures in Beiyang back then.
He was also married to the socialite Lu Xiaoman.
His popularity was truly unparalleled. and.
Times have changed, and the romance of the Beiyang period has long gone with the wind.
The handsome young generals of the past have shown signs of fatigue today.
Wang Geng has served as deputy director of the Police Department of the Ministry of Communications, director of the Harbin Police Department, and commander of Sun Chuanfang's armored chariots.
The former chief of staff of the enemy, his official career has gone downhill since his peaceful divorce from Lu Xiaoman.
Last month, he attended Xu Zhimo's funeral.
Seeing his former beloved wife Lu Xiaoman in agony, his mood became even worse.
If it weren't for Nian Zai's long friendship with Chen Zikun, he wouldn't have planned to come today.
Chen Zikun handed over the card game to others, took Wang Geng to the small reception room nearby, served him coffee and cigars, and said after some pleasantries: "Old Wang, it's not an option for you to be idle.
I've found a job for you.
As long as you If you are willing, you can take office immediately.”
Wang Geng held the coffee cup and said with a wry smile: "What can I do if I'm like this?
I can't do anything high or low."
Chen Zikun said: "We West Point alumni naturally want to become generals."
Wang Geng said: "The generals are now in the world of Huangpu quick-successful students.
There is no place for Western Point."
Chen Zikun laughed loudly: "It's true.
Song Ziwen has set up a tax police corps and needs talents with formal American military education.
I recommended you.
As long as you are willing, you can hang up the general's collar immediately."
Wang Geng said: "I have heard of the Tax Police Corps, but I have never personally fought in a battle.
I only have knowledge on paper.
I'm afraid it will mislead others."
Chen Zikun said: "So you are willing to do it.
Don't be modest.
Army training requires talents like you.
As for fighting, there will be someone else to lead it."
The fire of hope ignited in Wang Geng's chest, and his dejection disappeared.
He stood up and said, "Zi Kun, thank you so much."
"It's easy to say, we are old friends."
Chen Zikun also stood up and shook hands with Wang Geng.
Liu Ting followed Chen Zikun's order and went to Nanjing to clean up the mess.
The National Defense Construction Supervision Commission was abolished and the office was used for other purposes.
All files and documents that should be destroyed were destroyed and sealed.
After completing these things, Liu Ting was fine.
She was so light that she hadn't been home for a long time.
She planned to take her annual leave in advance and go back to the provincial capital to spend the New Year's reunion with her parents, siblings.
The salary of a private secretary is not low.
Chen Zikun pays Liu Ting 200 yuan a month, which is comparable to that of a university professor.
Her life is similar to that of a Puritan.
She is not particular about food and drink.
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Her only expense is to buy books.
After a year, she has accumulated a salary of 200 yuan.
Fifteen hundred yuan is an astronomical amount for the Liu family.
She made a long-distance call to the Chen Mansion in Shanghai to ask for leave, and Chen Zikun naturally granted the leave.
This secretary worked year-round, was conscientious, and was almost assassinated, so he deserved a month or two of leave.
It's snowing in Nanjing, with light snow falling between the sky and the earth.
The ancient capital of the Six Dynasties is desolate.
Liu Ting wore a blue cotton robe and a long white wool scarf and went to the bank to withdraw her deposit.
Her salary was all in the book.
On the eve of returning to Kodong, I have to take it out and exchange it for central bank banknotes.
On the way to the bank, a woman wearing an old-style coat sat on the roadside with a child in her arms.
Her eyes were very sad.
Liu Ting couldn't help but take a second look, and her eyes fell on the playing card in front of the child, "Two hundred yuan."
"The words are particularly dazzling.
There were many people queuing up at the bank.
Liu Ting waited for an hour before she got in line.
She withdrew a thousand yuan in banknotes and exchanged them for a hundred yuan in cash and some copper coins and cents.
Liu Ting hid the money in her schoolbag. , went home cautiously.
Although Nanjing is the capital, the public security is not very good, and robberies occur from time to time in the streets.
On the way back, it was getting late.
There was no snow in Nanjing.
There was only a thin layer on the tiles.
The ground was wet, cold and slippery.
The woman who sold the child was still sitting in the same place, but she had retreated under the eaves.
Back away, the child was very obedient, and his big eyes were twinkling.
Liu Ting couldn't help but look at him again and continued moving forward.
"Sister, can you help me?"
Suddenly, a timid chatter came from behind.
Liu Ting looked back and saw that the woman had a flattering smile on her face.
She subconsciously took out a dollar and said, "No, buy something for the child to eat."
The woman didn't answer and said, "Sister, please do me a favor and buy this child."
Liu Ting was so shocked that she took a few steps back: "No, no, no, how can this be done?
I'm not married yet."
"It's okay to buy it as a servant.
It's a boy.
He can work after a few years.
Please, I really have no choice.
The man is sick and there is no overnight food at home.
This child will only die if he follows us."
The woman Tears were streaming down her face, washing away the cheap makeup on her face.
Her Nanjing accent was not authentic, with a hint of Jiangdong accent.
Liu Ting felt sympathetic, but she would never dare to buy this child, so she took out a two-hundred-yuan note from her bag and handed it over: "Sister, take it, and take the child back."
The woman hugged the child and kept bowing: "Thank you, you are a good person, and good people must be rewarded well."
She spoke with a Shanghai accent, Liu Ting smiled bitterly, two hundred yuan can be exchanged for a kind word, but it can keep the mother and child from being separated. , also considered a meritorious deed.
The child was quite close to Liu Ting.
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He looked at her and laughed.
The child who was less than one year old smiled particularly innocently.
When the woman saw Liu Ting smiling, she held the child over and said, "Let auntie hug her."
Liu Ting is the eldest daughter in the family.
She has raised children since she was a child and is used to holding her younger siblings.
She is naturally an expert at picking up children.
The woman smiled, brushed her forehead hair, and said quietly: "This child is quite destined for you. ” Liu Ting teased the child and did not notice the abnormal expression on her face.
"Sister, I'm going to get something from the house and I'll come out."
The woman took a deep look at her child, then turned and entered the house on the roadside.
The hem of her aqua cheongsam flashed under her half-worn coat.
Liu Ting didn't pay attention.
After waiting for a while, the woman didn't come out, so she panicked.
When she entered the house, she saw that it was a shop.
The shopkeeper was a man in his forties, with blackened teeth, and said, "You have been fooled." , that bitch has already left."
"I gave her two hundred yuan, why would she leave?"
Liu Ting panicked.
"You take off the quilt and take a look.
He is disabled."
The man looked at the boy in Liu Ting's arms with disdain and said, "There is no reason why the boy doll cannot be sold.
There must be something wrong."
Liu Ting opened the small bag and took a look.
Sure enough, the baby's feet were turned out, which is a natural disability.
Now she was really scared.
She carried the child and searched everywhere, but she couldn't find it anywhere.
After struggling for an hour, she called the patrol to report it.
The patrol was helpless and said that you spent money and the child is yours and you don't want it.
Just send it to the Yoyotang Orphanage.
Liu Ting was about to cry but had no tears, so she had to walk back slowly holding a purchased disabled baby.
At the far corner of the street, the woman held back tears as she watched her own flesh and blood being taken away by others.
Her lips were trembling, but she couldn't cry.
She waited until Liu Ting's figure disappeared in the wind and snow, then stumbled home.
As soon as she entered the door, her husband was having a meeting with a group of people.
When he saw her coming back empty-handed, he stepped forward and asked, "What did you get from the sale?"
The woman took out two hundred yuan notes and said sadly: "You can't take them all, the family still has to eat."
The man roughly grabbed the two hundred yuan, returned to the group of people, and said in a low voice: "Comrades, the funds for paper, ink and printing have been secured
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