20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 352 How to employ people
Hearing Wen Tingge's name, Liu Yansheng was inevitably a little confused.

Jiang Lianheng urgently transferred him back to Fengtian. As soon as he entered the door, he asked about this person's situation.

There are only two possibilities for this.

Or, Wen Tingge was about to be reused - to this speculation, he got a negative answer from Jiang Lianheng's expression.

Another situation is that Wen Tingge has a problem.

Whether it's due to incompetence or having ulterior motives. All in all, according to the rules of the world, Liu Yansheng, as his recommender, is absolutely involved. In the worst case, he may even be punished on his behalf.

Although the Jiang family has no explicit regulations on this, it does not mean that it can be passed vaguely.

Liu Yan stood up in a hurry, unable to sit still, so he finally stood up and walked carefully to Jiang Lianheng's side.

"Brother Dao, did Wen Tingge do something wrong? Why do you suddenly ask about this?"

Jiang Lianheng lazily raised his eyelids, as if he didn't think the question was sudden.

In the past two years or so, the Jiang family has continued to grow in power, with more manpower and money. However, there are only three people who really have the opportunity to get in touch with the core of the Jiang family: Chuang Hu, Yuan Xinfa and Wen Tingge.

Liu Yansheng was frightened and said hurriedly: "It makes sense, Wen Tingge is indeed the most suspicious."

Jiang Lianheng leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes and said: "Go back to Liaoyang. What did you do before and what do you do now. If he can't accept it, let him go!"

Except for the parties involved, very few people can truly confirm the existence of this matter.

Jiang Lianheng firmly believed that it was precisely because Master Rong Wu and others knew about this incident that they considered the Jiang family a target to win over.

Liu Yansheng was stunned and quickly persuaded him: "Brother Dao, Wen Tingge has been working hard for two years and finally got promoted. He is already standing at the door. It's not good to let him go back without any explanation, isn't it?"

Jiang Lianheng stopped Zhang Zhengdong, pulled him over, and whispered a few words before telling him to act quickly.

To be honest, Wen Tingge couldn't explain anything by asking about these situations. But for anyone with a bit of ability, if he wants to be a charlatan, he will inevitably inquire about the opponent's strength.

But the problem is that the Jiang family has never admitted to the outside world that they dedicated the list to Zhang Laogeda.

It turned out that behind the seemingly abrupt question, Jiang Lianheng had already thought deeply.

What really worries him is not the so-called power of Master Rong Wu, but that they know the details of the Jiang family.

Liu Yan was stunned, and he immediately heard the hidden meaning.

"Yansheng, tell me what you have to say. What is Wen Tingge like?"

He took a puff of cigarette and said calmly: "Yesterday, Mr. Rong Wu's flirtatious people came to see me. They seem to know a lot about the Jiang family's affairs."

"Wait! This time you are happy, I haven't finished speaking yet!"

"it is good!"

This is a family matter behind closed doors!
Zhang Laoge would not admit it because it would damage his dignity.

"What have you told him about the Jiang family?"

Hearing this, Jiang Lianheng pondered for a moment.

Jiang Lianheng sat quietly alone for a while, then suddenly called Wang Zhengnan and said: "Nanfeng, you go to Xiaoxiguan. Go to Heshengfang first and call Lao Zhong over. We will go back in two hours." Huifangli', call Lao Han over."

After thinking for a while, Jiang Lianheng asked again: "Is he a bannerman?"

"This... he did say it, but it wasn't that specific. He just asked me if the Jiang family could stand in Fengtian."

"Dongfeng!" Jiang Lianheng continued to order, "You should take the train to the train station immediately and keep an eye on Wen Tingge."

"Understood!" Wang Zhengnan immediately responded and left.

"He is too capable. Now I have to concentrate on dealing with Master Rong. I would rather have ten bad swords than a good sword."

"But..." Liu Yansheng hesitated for a moment, but finally did not dare to persuade him again, "Okay, then I will go and tell him now."

Since the party has been harmed, even if you don’t love the Qing Dynasty, you should at least hate the Qing Dynasty. For those fanatical restorationists, it is of course easy for them to have such narcissistic thoughts.

"Banner man?" Liu Yansheng shook his head repeatedly, "No, no, no, probably not. When we were chatting, he often mentioned that he should not give preferential treatment to the Qing court. In short, even if he is really a banner man, he is probably Zhang Long. That kind of thing.”

"Yeah, I didn't say anything. It was just an introduction to the business."

"Xifeng!" Jiang Lianheng said again, "Go and contact the little fan under your hand, be picky and tell them to keep an eye on these two people."

"Let him go back!"

After all, he had almost come up with his own unique experience in catching the mole.

"Ah? Go back to where?"

"Have you talked about the relationship between our family and Mr. Zhang?"

"Chuang Hu was picked up on the way to Yingkou, and he set up a trap with us to become Qiao Lao Er." Jiang Lianheng said while wiggling his fingers, "Yuan Xinfa has been watching the door under my nose. Do you understand what I mean?"

On the day of the meeting, Na Min mentioned to his face that the Jiang family once helped Zhang Laoge to trick the Qing Hui Party.

Jiang Lianheng would not admit it, because if he takes over the host's position, he will be killed.

At this time, there were clouds outside the window, and the leaden sky seemed to be about to snow.

"I attach great importance to the rules of the world. However, maybe because I suffered a loss in the capital, I am a little too cautious now."

Liu Yansheng left Jiang Zhai a little lonely.

"Come over now!" Li Zhengxi took the order and walked away.

……

The sky gradually darkened and time passed quickly.

In a short time, Zhong Yushan was invited to the Jiang family mansion.

When he walked into the living room and found that Jiang Lianheng was the only one in the room, he immediately became alert.

"Brother Dao, are you looking for me?"

"sit!"

Jiang Lianheng handed him a cigar and calmed the other person's alertness as soon as he opened his mouth: "Old Zhong! I have told you so many times that Captain Lin is the captain of the guard of Zhang Laogao Residence. He goes to your place. Play cards, don't keep accounts, why do you keep forgetting?"

Zhong Yushan was stunned for a moment, then said with some relief: "Brother Dao, he...is here to find you?"

"Xifeng happened to meet him and told me about it."

"Oh! Brother Dao, it's not that I'm ignorant. Captain Lin is playing too big. If you keep letting him lose, he won't be happy. You want him to win - well, brothers, this day's work will be in vain. ”

"Alas!" Jiang Lian sighed, "Be patient, there has been something going on at home recently. The more you deal with it at this juncture, the less likely you are to offend these brats. If they try to trip you up at a critical moment, It’s too late to regret!”

Zhong Yushan shivered inexplicably, glanced at Jiang Lianheng, and asked: "Brother Dao, what happened at home...?"

Jiang Lianheng did not hide anything from him, and immediately told the whole story about Fifth Master Rong photographing Na Min to come over to make peace.

As he spoke, he secretly observed the changes in Zhong Yushan's expression.

After saying that, Jiang Lianheng slapped his thigh fiercely, but said: "Look, what's the matter? The president wants to be the emperor, so forget it. Those outdated old men from the previous dynasty are still joining in the fun. .”

Zhong Yushan swallowed his saliva, nodded hesitantly and said: "Yes, yes, I am somewhat blind."

"Old Zhong, you are also a veteran of the Jiang family. When my father smashed the Baijiayao, you were there. I just want to hear your opinion." Jiang Lianheng added nonchalantly, "Eh? Lao Zhong, you are not a bannerman, are you?"

Hearing this, Zhong Yushan suddenly felt that his throat was dry and parched.

He knew very well who he was facing.

Back then, Jiang Lianheng, armed with a mountain ax, hacked a dozen people alive in Heshengfang. He was at the scene and witnessed it with his own eyes.

At that time, there was a lot of blood, and thinking about it still makes him feel sick.

Faced with such a person, if you want to rebel, you must win; if you lose, you should kill yourself as soon as possible and don't resort to the trick of asking for forgiveness.

Zhong Yushan understood that to Jiang Lianheng, past kindness and old love were nothing. It's good to have a heart-to-heart for a thousand days, but as long as I'm sorry for him once, even the huge kindness will be wiped out in one stroke.

Nowadays, Zhong Yushan's life is extremely smooth, and there is really no need to take risks.

After thinking about it, he immediately put on a flattering smile and said, "Brother Dao, what, why don't you be a bannerman? I'm from the Jiang family!"

"Old Zhong, I know that among the brothers, you are the most interesting!" Jiang Lianheng patted his shoulder and said, "Then do you think I should partner with them? Just the two of us behind closed doors. If you have something to say, say it."

"Brother! I'll just say one thing - wherever you point, I'll hit you!"

……

Not long after dinner, Han Xinyuan was invited to Jiang's house.

He walked through the entrance hall and walked into the living room. Just as he was about to speak, he couldn't help but froze.

The scene in front of him, not to say it was unprecedented, was also a very rare scene - after Jiang Lianheng had dinner, he was sitting on the sofa, playing "promotion chart" with his aunt Xu Ruqing around the coffee table. board game.

"H-Sister Hong?"

Han Xinyuan stood in the hall, looking somewhat at a loss.

Jiang Lianheng shook the dice in his hand, turned his head and said with a smile: "Eh? Old Han, are you here?"

"Ah -" Han Xinyuan stepped forward and said a little stiffly, "It's snowing outside...Brother Dao, are you looking for me?"

"Sit, sit, sit!" Jiang Lianheng raised his buttocks and moved to the side, "Come on, it's just in time for my aunt to be in a good mood, chatting and having fun. Can I add you? I will soon become the Minister of the Ministry of War. ”

Xu Ruqing raised her head. She seemed to be in a good mood, but she was a little pale.

"Xinyuan, come and sit down. How is business lately? Are you busy? Come and ask me if you have anything. Why are you wearing so few clothes? Aren't you cold?"

"Ah - no, it's not cold." Han Xinyuan sat down with some shame, "Sister Hong, are you - feeling better lately?"

"Tsk! What are you talking about!" Jiang Lianheng hurriedly hit him with his elbow and whispered, "Don't mention things that shouldn't be mentioned! Come on, let's throw the dice for you, just follow along, I won't wait for you anymore. !”

"Brother Dao, you come to me——"

"Tsk! Throw it away! Come on, come on, we'll talk about other things later!"

Xu Ruqing raised her head and asked, "Xinyuan, have you eaten before coming? Can you ask Mother Song to warm something up for you?"

Han Xinyuan grinned, threw down the dice and said, "No, no, you're here after dinner, Sister Hong."

The dice were thrown on the table in turn, and even the characters on the three lines were attracted by this child-like game.

Only Han Xinyuan was a little absent-minded.

He could not help but recall the tragic situation of Xu Ruqing being tortured by the Japanese.

From the beginning to the end, Jiang Lianheng never talked about business, let alone the Zongshe Party.

The three of them just quietly gathered around the coffee table and played "promotion chart" for more than an hour. They didn't get involved in any other things. They just poured each other a glass of water occasionally and gossiped about their parents' affairs.

People are still people after all.

……

Xiaoxiguan, Juxiang Building.

Liu Yansheng picked up the wine pot again and poured Wen Tingge a glass of wine. He had repeated this action countless times tonight.

The wine was hot, but it was no match for the light snow falling outside the window.

"Brother Wen, if you want to blame, blame me! It's because I couldn't talk to the Jiang family and couldn't protect you."

Wen Tingge raised his glass and drank it down, but he said with a smile: "Brother Liu, please don't say that. The road is difficult to walk, and the rivers and lakes are difficult to mix. No wonder who is it? If I can get to know Brother Liu this time outside the customs, it doesn't count." It’s a waste of time!”

Liu Yansheng waved his hands repeatedly and said: "No, no, no, no, I'm already ashamed enough."

In his opinion, Wen Tingge was disciplined, capable, and hard-working. He worked from the bottom up in the Jiang family. After two years of hard work, he was transferred to Fengtian, only to be sent back inexplicably.

This means that Wen Tingge has a good temper, but if he were to be stunned, he would probably leave immediately.

Wen Tingge murmured to himself: "The Jiang family's intention is already obvious. As for me, I won't go back to Liaoyang anymore. It's not interesting. I'd better continue doing my old job!"

Liu Yansheng advised: "Brother Wen, why don't you stay for one more day and I'll have a good talk with Brother Dao and stay for one more day."

"No, no, no, Xiao He was chasing Han Xin under the moon in ancient times. Brother Liu has taken enough care of me."

"You're welcome, are you all in Jianghu?"

"In any case, Brother Dao is in Liaoyang, which can help me settle the matter! Since I don't want to be reused, it would be a bit foolish for me to stay here shamelessly."

"Brother Wen, stay for one more day, just one day, and let me have a good talk with Brother Dao."

"Forget it!"

Wen Tingge seemed to have decided to leave. After drinking the wine, he immediately stood up, cupped his fists and said, "Brother Liu, see you later!"

Liu Yansheng stood up and asked hurriedly: "Leave now?"

"While the snow is still not heavy and it's not too late, don't delay any more. Brother Liu, go back and explain it to Brother Dao for me."

"I'll send it to you!"

"No, no, it's snowing!"

"If you want to give it away, don't be polite!"

The two exchanged excuses several times, and finally got in the car together, returned to their residence, simply packed their luggage, and then walked out of the small west gate and headed straight to the train station.

As the saying goes, if you send me off thousands of miles away, you must say goodbye in the end.

Entering Fengtian Station, Wen Tingge bought the train ticket, and Liu Yansheng had no choice but to stop and say goodbye. He watched the other person enter the waiting room, then turned around, shook his head and sighed, and walked slowly into the snow curtain.

As soon as Liu Yansheng left, a figure immediately emerged from the shadows next to the ticket window of the train station.

This person was very incompetent. He jumped in line and came to the window. He opened his mouth and asked, "Where did that person buy tickets from just now?"

The conductor glanced at him shamelessly and said coldly: "What do you care about others? Where are you going?"

Zhang Zhengdong took a few small foreign tickets and repeated: "Where did that person just buy tickets to?"

"Beijing-Fengxian Line, Chengde."

"Thank you. Just give me a ticket."

…………

About an hour later, the first snow was falling hard. On the platform of the train station, scattered passengers were standing in the shadow of the lights smoking, and the bell of the train's arrival suddenly rang.

"Woo-"

"laugh--"

The train stopped.

Wen Tingge brushed the snow off his shoulders, straightened the black top hat on his head, picked up the small and thin suitcase at his feet, and moved slowly a few times.

When he was about to get into the car, the reflection on the window suddenly startled him.

"Who?"

Wen Tingge turned his head suddenly and happened to see a familiar face walking slowly not far behind him.

He narrowed his eyes and asked with some confusion: "You are... you seem to be Brother Dongfeng, right?"

Zhang Zhengdong nodded, looked around cautiously, and then lowered his voice and said, "Brother, please forgive me, this is a pretense. Brother Dao wants you to stay and leave other errands to you."

(End of this chapter)