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Chapter 963 Family
Under Wu Chunyang's questioning, Francois Huang introduced in detail the impact of the black market on the mountain city and the previous government's crackdown on the black market from the perspective of black market practitioners and the people at the bottom.

According to him, the black market existed before the war, but with the changes in the current situation, the authorities' punishment of black market personnel has traces of wartime extraordinary times, and the punishment is very severe.

Since the smuggling of enemy goods flooded the rear areas and affected the stability of the economic order, last year, the national government enacted the "Regulations on the Prohibition of Japanese Goods" and "Regulations on the Prohibition of Enemy-owned Articles".

"Once the embargoed items are found to be privately sold to the enemy, those who have evidence shall be sentenced to death┴ or life imprisonment, and the confiscated items and fines shall be used to comfort the wounded soldiers and refugees.

If the person carrying out the inspection connives or engages in other malpractices for personal gain, if there is evidence to prove it, he will also be sentenced to death┴ or life imprisonment, and his property will be confiscated. "

The promulgation of a series of regulations such as the "Measures for the Implementation of Gold Exchanges" and the circulation of large-value promissory notes are also aimed at ensuring the uniqueness of the central bank's listing price standards and curbing the prevailing speculation.

The central bank also stipulates that all commercial banks, banks, and money houses must fill in their positions on the same day when exchanging the balance with it, otherwise they will be insolvent, and they will be closed for liquidation and their licenses will be revoked according to the decree of the Ministry of Finance.

Many banks closed down because of this, and the general managers and managers were all detained for disrupting the financial system. Officials who provided official protection for the banks were also severely punished.

A local policeman was prosecuted for the crime of extorting property. After being verified by the prosecutor, a letter of opinion was attached, and he was sent to the Military Judiciary Executive Directorate for interrogation. He was sentenced to five years in prison and deprivation of public rights for five years.

Speaking of this, François Huang showed helplessness. Doing business in the Republic of China not only has to be exploited by white Taoists, but also always be careful that the other party turns his face and does not know him. It is difficult to use their heads to ask for rewards.

Of course Zuo Zhong and Wu Chunyang knew what he said, but the government has always had policies at the top and countermeasures at the bottom. It is one thing to stipulate laws, but another to implement them.

Take that bailiff as an example. Can a small bailiff protect so many banks?Obviously impossible, this person is just a dead ghost, the real black hand has already picked himself clean.

And Francois Huang's intention in saying this is also very simple, that is, he wants to really get on line with the military command. Compared with local officials, the military command has greater power and better reputation.

But Zuo Zhong made a haha ​​and didn't express his opinion until Francois Huang's wife Weng Wenpei notified everyone that they could eat, then he stood up with a smile and walked out of the living room to the dining room.

The size of the restaurant is not large, and a set of western-style mahogany tables and chairs looks a bit awkward in a Chinese-style decorated room. The table is full of Southwestern dishes and a bottle of Chinese red wine.

"Mr. Zuo, please take a seat." Francois Huang pulled the chief seat away, respectfully asked Zuo Chong to sit down, and then sat down with Wu Chunyang on the left and right.

As for Weng Wenpei, according to the rules of the old Republic of China, women and children were not allowed to sit at the table. After serving the food and wine, she took the young children to the kitchen, while other small agents stood vigilantly around the dining room.

At the dinner table, Francois Huang got up and poured a glass of red wine for the three of them, said a few words of thanks again, and then drank the red wine in his glass.

He knew that with the suspicion of a secret agent, if he didn't drink it first, the other party wouldn't drink it, just like the tea and cigar just now, and he would lose a great opportunity...

Sure enough, seeing that he didn't have any abnormal reactions after drinking, Zuo Zhong and Wu Chunyang looked at each other and took a sip. It wasn't because they were acting up, but in their identities, drinking with a small businessman was considered a way of saving face.

If the other party hadn't helped them when they were in Changcheng, it would have been impossible for an intelligence officer to have dinner with unknown persons, especially when it involved suspects who were investigating cases.

Although the colorless and odorless time-delay poison is a fantasy in the storybook, you can be careful when sailing for thousands of years. If you don’t even have this vigilance in this business, you will stumble sooner or later.

Francois Huang didn't mind seeing this, instead he picked up the chopsticks and picked up the dishes on the table one by one and put them into his mouth one by one to prove that the food was not poisonous.

Wu Chunyang was still worried, so he picked up a piece of meat and tasted it before Zuo Chong. After a long time, he pursed his lips, nodded in satisfaction and praised the good craftsmanship.

The atmosphere immediately relaxed, and the three chatted while eating, and then Francois Huang talked about Xu Enzeng under the guidance of Wu Chunyang, and the "banana man" talked about the exploitation of him by the Central Committee with an angry face.

"Senior officers, you don't know that Xu's hands are very dark, and if he wants to do business safely in the gold black market, they will take one-third of our proceeds.

Not only that, but for Xu's birthday, Gao Tang's birthday, his wife's birthday, his child's birthday, and his aunt's birthday, we also have to prepare generous gifts.

At least half of the hard-earned money I waited for went into the other party's pocket. I didn't expect that he would not be satisfied even so, and even suggested that the government crack down on the black market, bah! "

Speaking of getting angry, Francois Huang raised his head again and drank the red wine. Judging by his expression, if Xu Enzeng was here today, he would tear him apart alive.

Wu Chunyang's heart moved, and he pretended not to care and asked: "What methods did you use to give money before, Xu Enzeng couldn't see you collecting money one by one, right?

After all, he is also the deputy director, and he is busy with work, and it is not convenient for so many people to send money to him. Does that guy have a special channel to collect benefits? "

Passively being beaten is not the style of the military command. Throwing the pot of cracking down on the black market on Xu Enzeng this time is just a defense, and it is only the beginning. This incident must teach Xu a lesson.

What would Shangfeng think if he knew that Xu Enzeng was taking money from the black market and proposed to crack down on the black market? No one would like this kind of double-faced person who stabbed his partner at any time.

Zuo Zhong had guessed what Wu Chunyang was thinking, and he was happy to see it succeed. After all, dealing with Xu Enzeng is an old tradition of the military command, and it's time for Wu Chunyang to learn from others.

Over there, François Huang patted the table and said admiringly, "Sir, your guess is accurate. At the end of every month, we have to go to Meifeng Bank to deposit money into an account and attach our name.

Xu Enzeng was very cunning, and occasionally sent people to check the accounts, but anyone who dared to hide his income was directly arrested. I heard that no fewer than 20 people died just because of this. "

While speaking, he took out a stack of notes from his pocket and pushed them to Wu Chunyang: "This is the account and the receipt for each remittance, sir, I am willing to come forward and report Xu Enzeng.

Please also give me a chance, I, François, no, Huang will definitely do what a dog can do, I know the rules, and the benefits I should give will not be less.

Don't worry, although Huang has not been in the mountain city for a long time, he has also met many friends who have long complained about the Central Command. I think they will definitely be willing to cooperate with the Military Command. "

This is to submit a certificate.

Wu Chunyang was a little undecided, this gift was too great, it would not only make Xu Enzeng look ashamed, but also steal the wealth of Zhongtong's subordinates, killing two birds with one stone.

It's just that Francois Huang's background is too complicated. He is a native of the Republic of China, with hair nationality, a former deputy manager of a foreign company, and now a black market businessman.

At this moment, Zuo Zhong, who had been listening, suddenly smiled, waved towards the gate, and said kindly, "Come here, don't be afraid."

Outside the door, Francois Huang's son was looking inside with his little head stretched out. He hesitated for a while when he heard his words, but he still tiptoed in.

When the young boy stood in front of the table, Zuo Zhong picked up a chicken leg from the plate and handed it to the other party with a smile: "Uncle and your father don't like chicken, you can eat it."

The young boy looked at his father and saw that Francois Huang didn't stop him, so he bowed to Zuo Zhong and took the chicken leg, and ate it with relish.

It can be seen that Francois has a good tutor. Even though the meat is difficult to eat at this time, the young child still eats it slowly, which also shows that there is no shortage of meat in his life.

According to past experience, this alone can rule out the possibility that François Huang is a dissident. The underground party is not willing to eat meat, even if there are children in the family.

"Ha ha."

Zuo Chong laughed, took out a handkerchief to wipe the oil stains from the corner of the child's mouth, and asked gently: "Is it delicious? Uncle asked you a question. If you answered correctly, Uncle will give you another chicken leg.

Have any strangers come to the house recently, especially those who are holding strange things? The teacher in the school should have taught you that a good boy must be honest and not lie, right? "

Wu Chunyang squinted his eyes when he heard the words, and glanced at Francois Huang, who was as if nothing had happened. He slowly put down the chopsticks in his hands, and stepped on the ground hard with his feet, ready to explode at any time.

The young boy on the other side raised his head and nodded innocently: "Yes, there are many uncles who come to the house with shiny gold things to exchange money. Uncle, are you also here to exchange money?"

"You're a big kid." Zuo Chong laughed, and patted the other person's head: "Yes, uncle is also here to exchange things this time, so you don't have to worry about your father's safety in the future."

As the so-called Tongyan Wuji, after hearing what the child said and the hint from the deputy director, Wu Chunyang's tense body slowly relaxed, and after thinking for a moment, he put the piece of paper in his pocket.

Then he seriously told Francois Huang: "Mr. Huang, as long as you don't cause trouble, the Military Command will guarantee your safety. Deputy, it's almost time, let's go."

"Well, let's go, goodbye, kid."

Zuo Zhong, who did not express his opinion during the whole process, waved to the young child, and was escorted by Francois Huang to the side of the road to get into the car, then closed his eyes and ignored him.

After the car started, he opened his eyes slowly after driving for a certain distance: "Chunyang, how is it? Do you think this guy is trustworthy? If there is a problem, deal with it."

Wu Chunyang on the side frowned, and replied cautiously: "It seems to be credible at present, let's observe for a while, and send him back to his hometown if there is any problem. If there is no problem, it would be good to have another information channel."

"Okay, you make up your mind on this matter." Zuo Zhong neither agreed nor objected, and handed over the power of disposal to the other party. Whoever let the cause and effect not touch the body is the only way to work in the Guo party┴.

After speaking, he issued another order: "Isn't Meifeng Bank being monitored by us? Xu Enzeng's account for black market collection will definitely not be opened with his real name and identity.

Forcibly freeze that account, say that the transaction is suspicious and involves a spy case, you can make a confession, go to the detention center to find a spy to sign and sign, and clean up. "

"Yes, Deputy Director."

Wu Chunyang gritted his teeth and nodded. Juntong's action was very sudden. The bank or Xu Enzeng didn't have time to transfer the money. Old Xu was about to bleed out.

While he was gloating, the Huang family was in a different situation. The three members of the Huang family hugged each other tightly, Weng Wenpei's eyes were full of excitement, and Francois Huang smiled and shook his head without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)