Ma Yinchu, who was holding a wife and a concubine naked, flew over the two last night, was too tired, so that he couldn't hear the shouts from the outside in the morning. The concubine, who was still awakened, pinched him hard under him, and then he tried hard to open his eyes and shouted in a daze.

"Master, Master, phone call" Hearing people woke up, the voices outside shouted even more urgently.

"No, don't answer!" Ma Yinchu was very angry at the call that disturbed his good dream. Whose mother called early in the morning?

"Master, it's the Prime Minister," the servant through the door almost shouted in his voice when he saw Ma Yinchu ignore him.

"Ah, ah! Prime Minister" Ma Yinchu woke up completely. He jumped up suddenly, but his foot was unstable and staggered on his wife's chest. With a 'ah' sound, the woman immediately screamed like a pig. But Ma Yinchu didn't care about this. He put on a slept in a garment, wearing one foot in his own shoes, and the other foot in a woman's shoes. He ran to the living room with a swing, cleared his throat before picking up the microphone, and said carefully: "Hey, Prime Minister, I'm Yinchu."

"I'll ask you, did you arrange the matter between Zhang Xingjian?" Song Jiaoren was not polite on the phone and said this one.

"No, no," Ma Yinchu quickly denied, "This matter has nothing to do with me."

"It's okay. Didn't you mention that there are some solutions last time?" Although the director of the National Security Bureau is his own, the Intelligence Bureau is not, so there are some things on the phone that Song Jiaoren is not able to say too carefully.

"Prime Minister, that's just a financial matter. What's wrong with Zhang Xingjian?" Ma Yinchu only realized now. He felt that something big should have happened, so he asked with some uneasiness and expectations.

"It's fine if it has nothing to do with you." Song Jiaoren breathed a sigh of relief on the other end of the phone, and he then said, "You can read the newspaper for Zhang Xingjian yourself, there is it on the Ta Kung Pao."

With a click, Song Jiaoren hung up the phone. Ma Yinchu, who was holding the microphone for a while, thought of going to read the Ta Kung Pao. It was still early. Before the delivery of the newspaper came to the door, he asked the servant to go out to buy a copy. He picked up and looked at the front page headlines, and he felt very happy. Zhang Xingjian, you will have today!

Ma Yinchu was very happy in the capital, and Yu Qiaqing in Shanghai was furious. He slapped the two news newspapers on the table with resentment and shouted: "Mom Xipi! Hang Bangzi is bullying Ala. What is the rule? Is this the National Security Bureau or the underworld? Even if the Qing Gang Hongmen came to Shanghai to arrest people, they would have to pay a dock. They would catch people in Hangzhou without a sound! You, you should send people to Hangzhou immediately. The patrol police are going, the National Security Bureau is going, the lawyers are going, and guns and armored vehicles are going, and you can see what those Hang Bangzi are going to do!"

The "Mayor" stood in front of Yu Qiaqing, the director of the Shanghai National Security Bureau, Cheng Ziqing, and Xie Yuan, the director of the Shanghai Patrol Bureau, both came with news. Although the newspaper did not state where the National Security Bureau was, after asking the newspaper, the newspaper was worried that it was false news. In order to win the letter, the newspaper fully knew that it was arrested by the Zhejiang National Security Bureau.

"Mayor, no!" Yu Qiaqing was unrestless. He has served as the mayor of Shanghai for three. During his tenure, Shanghai has been changing with each passing day, becoming the third largest port in the world that has been catching up with London and New York. It is said that the Ministry of Industry has privately discussed erecting a bronze statue more than ten meters high on the bank of the Huangpu River. However, this was unexpected that such a big incident happened. Shanghai can become a financial center of China and even East Asia. It is crucial for the National Bank to settle in 6 stores. Now the president has been caught by Zhejiang. Isn't this obvious that it is not worthy of Shanghai?

"Sir, it's not possible to get in Hangzhou." Secretary-General Bao Junjian broke in. "If you don't go to work today and tomorrow, the governor and the director of the patrol police will not find anyone. The person on duty said he was not aware of this matter, and they didn't know what the situation of the National Security Bureau was."

"Mom Xipi! I beat us up if I don't know one word?!" Yu Qiaqing started cursing again, "They arrested our people, and we also arrested their people. Let's see who caught more!" It was really a big deal. Yu Qiaqing said this and then stared at Xie Yuan, the general officer of the Patrol Bureau: "World of Shanghai, Huahuahua. When the roads and planes are connected, there will be many officials coming from Hangzhou every holiday. You can catch people immediately!"

Surprised by Yu Qiaqing's trick, Xie Yuan was stunned for a moment before nodding, and he said, "Mayor, how many people should be arrested? How big is the official? I know where these people will be. Most of them are in Yuhe foreign brothels in Huangpu District."

"Catch as much as you can!" Yu Qiaqing said sternly, waving his hand, like a big boss of the Qing Gang.

"What's the name?" Xie Yuanxin spoke out loudly, and now he remembered that arresting people was an excuse.

"Excuses, what other excuses do you need?" Yu Qiaqing glared at him. After being angry, he realized that there was no reason to arrest someone. It was a taboo. The other lawyer was passive when he came and said, "Excuses are just prostitutes, illegal prostitutes! Can you do things smoothly?"

"Do it perfectly!" Since the superior has already thought of the excuse for himself, Xie Yuan will certainly do what he wants to do next, and it is nothing more than helping those people go to prostitution.

"Then send someone to go." Yu Qiaqing said, "Don't delay the matter of going to Hangzhou. Both of you bureaus will go. If they don't let anyone go, don't come."

"Yes!" Xie Yuan and Cheng Ziqing both echoed, and then Xie Yuan quickly walked out of the door, but Cheng Ziqing was left by Yu Qiaqing.

"Ziqing, who is the Zhejiang National Security Bureau Bureau Office?" Yu Qiaqing calmed down a lot after Xie Yuan left. He sat down and lit a cigarette while asking.

"I'm not very familiar with Zhejiang, and the national security system is now very chaotic." Cheng Ziqing said, "Especially after that incident, the group of people in power killed, and the new ones were all young people. I heard that the Zhejiang National Security Bureau Bureau's surname was Zhu. He came to Shanghai twenty years ago to take the Tongji University entrance exam and went to the School of Political Science and Law before. He was a member of the Fuxing Society, but later he didn't know why he suddenly withdrew from the association."

"Oh," Cheng Ziqing said a lot, but Yu Qiaqing still didn't understand anything. He asked again: "Where is he from?"

"He is" Cheng Ziqing was shocked and said, "He is from Huzhou."

"That's right." Yu Qiaqing nodded, "Those people have always remembered what happened last year."

After Yu Qiaqing mentioned it, Cheng Ziqing immediately understood the whole matter. This was entirely caused by Zhang Kun offending the people of Huzhou last year. But now these people arrested Zhang Kun with the help of the Security Bureau, which is probably not that simple.

"Mayor, if this is the case, I'm afraid we won't have people even if we go to Hangzhou." Cheng Ziqing said.

"If you can get it, you have to ask for someone if you can't get it. Director Xie has already made preparations. If you don't do it later, go to Hangzhou once. Others are not familiar with Guoan. It's your fault to negotiate and handle some things." Yu Qiaqing said.

"Yes, I will take people with Director Xie in a while." It was very difficult to go to Hangzhou, but Cheng Ziqing still agreed with a grudge. In addition, he was worried that the patrolman Xie Yuan would have a conflict with Zhejiang Guoan. If both sides acted in trouble, it would be big news.

Cheng Ziqing left the Yu Mansion and went to the National Security Bureau to prepare. The Shanghai patrol police, who took the lead, began to catch people in the brothels on Yangjinggang, Fuzhou Road, and the racecourse. The Zhejiang officials who were happy all night were all detained by them for illegal prostitution. They were sent to the police car without saying anything. They grabbed the person here, and on the other hand, under the leadership of the director Xie Yuan, fifteen of the twenty armored cars of the Shanghai Patrol Police Bureau and twelve military warriors sounded the sirens while roaring onto the Shanghai-Hangzhou Highway and headed straight to Hangzhou.

In the past, even if there is a telegram, it may not be able to be uploaded to Hangzhou immediately. But now the phone number is convenient, and you can dial Hangzhou in just one phone call, telling everything about Shanghai. When the Shanghai patrol police arrested people everywhere in the morning, the phone number was called to the mansion of Zhejiang Governor Zhou Jinjian. However, Zhou Jinjian was not there, and the reporter had to call the phone number to Zhou Jiyun, the speaker of the Zhejiang Provincial Audit and Speaker. Zhou Jiyun was at home, but he couldn't tell why Shanghai arrested Zhejiang officials on a large scale. So Zhou Jiyun was helpless after hanging up the phone. When the phone rang, he heard that the National Security Bureau went to Shanghai last night to arrest Zhang Kun, the General Office of the State Bank. Only then did he feel that the matter was extraordinary. Who was Zhang Kun, how could he arrest him as soon as he said he was.

"Will Shanghai and Hangzhou fight?" Tonghua, which was not half a beat slower than others, was a little worried after reading the telegram.

"Fight?" Yang Rui didn't expect that things would turn out like this one night. Although he was not sure who was successful, he still agreed with Yu Qiaqing's reaction. Those who do not follow the rules must teach them a hard lesson. "I hope they fight, but they can't fight in the end."

"Why? Why can't they fight? Why do you think they fight?" asked 6 Mei, "Is the bigger the matter, the better?"

"Of course the bigger the trouble, the better, as it is now," Yang Rui pointed to the newspaper, "Installing a treason is obviously to drive Xingjian off the stage. After this matter, someone will definitely ask him to avoid suspicion and resign; if the fight kills people, the conflict between Shanghai and Zhejiang will cover up whether Xingjian is treason. At that time, the conflict between Shanghai and Zhejiang will be full of public opinion.

Public opinion often follows the crowd, especially in the economic crisis, Zhejiang is in a very serious situation, many silk workers are unemployed and are worried about their livelihoods. Now there is a General Office of the State Bank that colludes with outsiders to exploit the Chinese people. It is really easy to vent its anger. I can think of this and I really don’t know who thought of it. This is not the style of the Westernized Party and the like."

Yang Rui thought about the conspirator behind the matter, but Liu Mei smiled and said, "No matter how vicious it is, it can't escape the palm of your hand."

"The political arena is sinister, and you will fall off if you are not careful." Yang Rui didn't care about the woman's jokes. He just felt that things would not be as simple as it was revealed. Zhang Kun is now the focus of many interests and plans, which is also the purpose of the other party's action. However, the many interests he represents make it difficult to judge who will be the ultimate benefit. Song Dunchu, Japanese, American, all these are possible. Thinking of this, Yang Rui blamed him a little: "It's time to teach Xingjian a lesson. After staying in Shanghai for a long time, he started to be coquettish and didn't like to take bodyguards. He really has no sense of safety!"

Yang Rui blamed Zhang Kun for what he thought. After being interrogated for fatigue for a night, he regretted not being in Tonghua like his husband and not going anywhere. Fortunately, he knew the tricks used by the National Security Bureau to interrogate people for a long time. After wasting away two groups of people who interrogated people without rushing or impatience, the third group of people came in again.

"Mr. Zhang, please cooperate with us!" The newcomer was full of energy and had the spirit of taking Zhang Kun's mind apart.

"I have nothing to say." Zhang Kun replied angrily. This was his only defensive weapon.

"Mr. Zhang, please first answer why the State Bank did not rescue the market but instead increased the reserve ratio of various banks in early April last year?" The young man was unwavering and repeated the questions he asked countless times in the night.

"You can ask your mother why she gave birth to you." Zhang Kun smiled unconsciously. "I have no choice but to tell you any questions before I met the lawyer."

"What happened to Huzhou Commercial Bank? Since you lowered the credit rating of Huzhou Commercial Bank, Huzhou Bank has been frequently run. What reason did you lower the credit rating of Huzhou Bank?" The young man was not angry and refused to give in.

"I have nothing to say." Zhang Kun smiled bitterly, "I have nothing to say before I see the lawyer."

"Mr. Zhang. Please cooperate. As long as you cooperate, you will naturally meet a lawyer." The young man said again. "When Huzhou Bank ran, why did you refuse to take the bank to retrieve positions from the State Bank? So that the bank quickly closed down and went bankrupt?"

"You can go to this question." Zhang Kun said again, and his eyelids began to fight uncontrollably.

Feeling Zhang Kun's tiredness, the interrogator became more and more excited, but when he was about to speak, the gunshot suddenly came to mind outside.

‘Bang’. When the National Security Bureau guard fired a gun in the air, Du Yuesheng was standing on the first armored car, and the car was parked at the gate of the Zhejiang Provincial National Security Bureau. He asked the National Security Bureau operator who was carrying live ammunition and blocked the way, "I'm afraid of shooting? Who are you scared?! Who is the lawless? We are about to see people now, please come out!"

"Go ahead and kill me!" After firing the gun, Li Cui looked at the aggressive armored car of the Shanghai National Security Bureau, and felt unspeakable uneasy. He did not expect that after a night, the Shanghai people chased him to his doorstep.

"If you have the kindness, just try it! Get on!" Du Yuesheng, who was standing in the car, didn't care about the pistols below. He patted the roof of the car and asked the driver to drive. He planned to rush in.

"Put down the gun and ask colleagues from Shanghai to come in!" When Li Cuizheng was hesitating whether to really shoot, several figures appeared at the door, and the person among them was Zhu Jiahua.

"Yes, Director." Li Cui breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time waved his hand to withdraw the post. Du Yuesheng was not polite, and the car drove into the yard with a rumbling sound.

"This is the lucky meeting of Director Zhu." Cheng Ziqing called out and bowed to Zhu Jiahua as soon as he got off the car.

"Then this is Director Cheng, I have been revered for a long time." Zhu Jiahua was not nervous, but instead went up to see him.

"Haha" Cheng Ziqing laughed when he saw Zhu Jiahua. He said, "It's really a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple. The whole family doesn't recognize the whole family. The Zhu Bureau Office came to Shanghai last night and didn't say anything, which made the brother lose the friendship of the landlords."

"Where are there. I just passed by last night, and it was too late. It would be hard to disturb my brother." Zhu Jiahua said with a kind smile, with a clear conscience.

"I'm all my own people, so I don't talk much nonsense. Last night, the Zhu Bureau Office took away the President Zhang of the Guoyin Bank without a word, which made the whole Shanghai uneasy. Fortunately, the stock market did not open, otherwise it would fall sharply again. Zhu Bureau Office. This is nothing but rational. I don't care who supports you. Today I must meet the person of President Zhang."

Cheng Ziqing said, a dressmaker jumped out of a car behind him and gave Zhu Jiahua a business card, and then said righteously: "Director Zhu, I am Mr. Zhang Xingjian's lawyer. According to Article 104 of the Greater China Civil Procedure Law and Article 80 of the Greater China Criminal Procedure Law, as Mr. Zhang Xingjian's lawyer, I have the right to meet Mr. Zhang Xingjian immediately."

"Okay, OK," Zhu Jiahua waved his hand without any nervousness, and said, "The matter has been cleared. The people below don't know how to do things. They just want to ask Mr. Zhang for a few questions, but they brought the people."

Zhu Jiahua smiled and didn't laugh, and suddenly pushed the matter down. Cheng Ziqing, who saw the signs, immediately beat the snake and followed the stick, and said, "Since the person below is ignorant, then the person can be released immediately." After saying that, he smiled at Zhu Jiahua, "After locked up all night, everything that should be reviewed has been almost done. If you don't have to be reviewed, it is not a solution to ask this question."

They are all colleagues from Guoan. After hearing Cheng Ziqing's words, Zhu Jiahua smiled knowingly. He said unexpectedly: "The Cheng Bureau has handled a misunderstanding. This is a misunderstanding. Mr. Zhang said that Mr. Zhang will go in the afternoon. Now the Cheng Bureau has come. It just happened that he saved me a lot of gasoline, haha."

Zhu Jiahua let people go so easily, and the group almost didn't believe their ears. Even Cheng Ziqing thought he would be deducting 72 hours. He had to hold his fists and said, "Director Zhu will give him face, so remember it."

"Where are there." Zhu Jiahua also apologized and then reached out and said, "Please, Mr. Zhang is resting in the lounge."

Originally, he thought it would be a tough battle to come to Hangzhou, but Cheng Ziqing, who was careful, even brought the mortars in secret, but he didn't expect that the people in the field would release the person politely, but since they wanted to release them, why did they catch them last night? He was puzzled by this problem, but when he saw Zhang Kun, who was sleepy all over his body, he put his mind on Zhang Kun. After Zhu Jiahua was kind enough to stay, the group left Shanghai after lunch. After leaving the city, he looked at Hangzhou City that was getting farther and farther away, Zhang Kun opened his eyes hard and finally fell asleep.

The matter seemed to be over, but the next day, I saw the front page of the news again. A group of talents found that the situation was not very good. The situation was taken by reporters when the police station armored car team entered the city. The front page was first of the photo of the armored car team, and Zhu Jiahua in white was behind it. The title was also very inducible. The big black letter read: Officials protect each other, the patrol police forcefully seek the suspect; they hated evil, and the bureau angrily resigned from the fifth-rank official. The article under the title was half-text and half-white, completely written according to the official appearance record. People who didn't know the inside were completely true when they saw that it was completely true. They didn't know that this was a dispute between Hangzhou and Shanghai, and they only thought that this was a local birth in Shanghai.

"Walking and being vicious!" The next morning, Chen Guangfu, who was like Zhang Kun reporting on the financial situation in Europe, couldn't help but sigh.

"Bankers are like this." Zhang Kun also read the article, but he didn't care about it. "The government wants your money, and the robbers want your money. It's still right what the gentleman said before. In China, bankers are either gang bosses or bureaucratic agents, and it is impossible for a truly independent banker to have."

"What should I do about these articles? Newspaper, Ta Kung Pao, Han Bao, these newspapers do not understand the right and wrong, and maliciously slander them without justifying the right and wrong, and encourage public opinion. Now it is an economic crisis. Zhejiang Province has been unemployed silk workers and bankruptcy and has a huge number of farmers. If it really incites public opinion, it would be "Chen Guangfu fully understands the lethality of the article, and Zhejiang has many students. Socialism has suddenly become popular in recent years. He believes in it very much, and something may happen.

"We can't control this matter." Zhang Kun said, "If I guess it's right, the matter in the south is over and the matter in the north has just begun. Guangfu, you must be prepared to take over me."

"Seal? To the north? Are you talking about the capital?" Chen Guangfu asked in surprise.

"Yes. At least most Zhejiang representatives will make trouble in the jury institute with this article, so," Zhang Kun looked at Chen Guangfu carefully and smiled bitterly, "You must be prepared to take over and stick to your previous plan, and Europe will be in chaos soon."

Zhang Kun was thinking about Beijing, in the Shaanxi Lane of the Eight Great Hutongs, the members who were waiting for news in Hangzhou last night gathered together to prepare for an impeachment. This impeachment will appear in the Notice and major newspapers tomorrow, with the focus being Zhang Kun, the General Office of the State Bank.

"When Zhang Xingjian was brought down, who will take over as the chief executive?" Tao Baolin asked with satisfaction after reading the impeachment written by Liu Chunlin.

"It seems that it was elected by twenty-three provincial banks, and then approved by the Financial Committee of the Institute of Information and Information." Xu Xinliudao, "In fact, the Financial Committee is just taking a formality. If it does not appoint it, the banking affairs will be handed over to the deputy general manager of the bank, namely Chen Guangfu."

"It's him!" I felt that this time I was 70% sure that Zhang Kun was stepping down, but when I heard that the successor was Chen Guangfu, everyone couldn't be happy. Is there any difference between Zhang Kun and Chen Guangfu? There is no difference!

"So this time it was in vain." Chen Jingdi shook his head, and after he said that, he looked at Zhang Wantian again, "Dongsun, what exactly does Ren Gong want to do this time?"

"This time Ren Gong just wants to expose the painted skin of the Revival Society and reveal their cannibalism nature." Zhang Wantian said. "Then Zhang Kun is gone. Although Chen Guangfu is in the same mood as him, at least he will not be as arrogant as he does in the future."

"Mr. Liang Ren is said to believe in socialism now. He is not going to hold a march and strike in Hangzhou, right?" Roger, who was smiling, suddenly spoke out, which made Zhang Wantian blush. "Everyone, socialism is the essence of the Soviet Union, and it is just a different name. If Zhejiang Province really wants to engage in socialism, then, haha, you are blessed." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!