Age of Rebirth

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Shintaro Hashimoto, the special envoy of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Japan, thought of his mission very simply. Gold had followed the plane to Hong Kong, met with the person in charge of China, paid the money with one hand, and paid the goods with the other, and after the settlement, he can pat his ass. Leaving, originally, it's not a long-winded thing!

As soon as Zhang Quan landed on the ground, he rushed to Tang Qiuli's office. Speaking of which, he hadn't seen this young teacher for a long time, so he was in a panic. Besides, he also asked for a bottom line for negotiations. You can also grasp the general direction yourself.

Chief of Staff Zhao Yuhe personally greeted him at the gate. The highly respected logistics minister in the Independent Division, as soon as he entered the office, Tang Qiuli hurriedly got up to greet him, stopped Zhang Quan's salute, and said with a smile: "Uncle Quan, You don’t need to do this when you are in front of me, I haven’t seen you for a long time, your body is getting stronger and stronger!” As he said, he took Zhang Quan’s hand and asked him to sit down on the sofa. [

Zhang Quan was not polite, and said with a smile: "Master, I have nothing to worry about all day long. It is different from those of you who fought in the front line. Tell me, can my physique be bad?" Character.Taking a sip of the tea that Special Guard brought up comfortably, he shook his head and said, "The taste of the tea is not right, why is it not as mellow as in Kunming!"

Tang Qiuli and Zhao Yuhe looked at each other, and they both burst into laughter. Tang Qiuli said jokingly, "Uncle Quan, what kind of water do you use to make tea in Kunming? This is in Hong Kong!"

Zhang Quan said seriously: "This time I'm negotiating with the little devil, sir, you still need to give me a charter, so that I can know it well, no matter what I say, it can't be cheap, little devil!"

Tang Qiuli was overjoyed and said: "Uncle Quan, this is the regulation, and you can handle the rest as you see fit. In short, you can't take advantage of the Japanese, but you have to deal with it as soon as possible. In the hot weather of July, don't let the 1 How many dead little devils, spread the plague to Hong Kong!"

After listening to Tang Qiuli's words, Zhang Quan's eyes sparkled, and he looked like he had made a fortune. He looked at someone in his sixties, and he was more energetic than ordinary young people. He replied, "Okay, I I have a plan in my heart, I will meet with the special envoy of the little devil immediately, and I will have news tonight, let's go!"

Seeing Zhang Quan's straight back disappearing into the office, Zhao Yuhe patted his head and said to Tang Qiuli: "Master, how can I see the expression of Minister Zhang, who looks like he's making a fortune, and treats the Japanese like fat sheep?" Killed!"

Tang Qiuli laughed and said, "Yuhe, now you understand my intention of letting Uncle Quan take charge of this matter. Let's see, I promise to exceed our expectations!"

After meeting with Zhang Quan, Hashimoto Shintaro realized that he was stupid to think of things simply and not to mention it. Originally, he somewhat looked down on this old man from China. With that honor, he looked like a profit-seeking businessman. The face, the military uniform, and the military uniform he wore did not have the air of a soldier at all. It was impossible to understand why Tang Qiuli, who was called the Devil of China by the imperial military circles, would send such a character?

But at the beginning of the negotiation, Hashimoto Shintaro was dumbfounded. Zhang Quan said very simply and clearly, "Each corpse of a Japanese soldier killed in battle is worth ten taels of gold, which does not include the cost of cremation and transportation to the funeral parlor. Yes, the workers who are responsible for cleaning up are also billed separately, of course, our independent division does not get a penny for these costs, and we have to pay the workers."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Quanyi waved his hand, and a major staff officer in the logistics department handed Hashimoto Shintaro a list, which clearly listed all the expenses, and at the end of the list, it was specially noted, "This is for Referring to the current salary standard of Hong Kong workers, the price after the [-]% discount is based on humanitarian principles, and the discounted part will be paid to the workers involved in this matter by the logistics department of the independent division.”

Hashimoto Shintaro was almost mad with anger. Calculated in this way, each dead ghost of the Great Japanese Empire will have an additional amount of at least two taels of gold. Hashimoto slapped the table and roared angrily: "General Zhang, you This blatant extortion violates the basic principles of humanitarianism, and I want to expose the ugly face of you Chinese people to the whole world!"

Zhang Quan's eyes turned cold, he also slapped the table, and shouted with a movement eight degrees higher than Hashimoto's: "Hashimoto, take back the contemptuous name you just said to us Chinese, otherwise, I will shoot you bastard on the spot! "As he said, he drew out his gun, with a murderous look on his face!

The subordinates who have followed Zhang Quan for many years have never seen a minister who is always smiling and looks like a kind old man. How iron-blooded and violent is he? It means handsome, so handsome. At this moment, Zhang Quan's image in the minds of these young military officers in the logistics department has risen to a new height.

Hashimoto fainted immediately. He realized that this was not in the mainland. Looking at the old man in front of him and the young Chinese officers behind him, their faces were full of murderous looks. As long as he pretended to be tough, he would never return to the mainland. To be one of several corpses, what does it mean that people have to bow their heads under the eaves, if they don't bow their heads, they will die, and I am not a fool.

Hashimoto bowed deeply to Zhang Quan, and said: "I'm sorry, General Zhang, I take back my remarks just now and solemnly apologize to you, but I really find it difficult to accept the conditions you put forward, which have exceeded the limits of our Great Japanese Empire. Tolerable range!"

Zhang Quan sneered, and said in a serious tone: "Hashimoto, you have to understand that I did not impose this fee on you Japanese. Hong Kong workers and enterprises are not obliged to provide free labor for the invaders. Of course, you The Japanese don't want to pay this fee, so they will transport more than 1 corpses out of Hong Kong within [-] hours. As for how you Japanese will deal with them, whether they are thrown into the sea or in other ways, we probably Do not interfere!"

Hashimoto is going crazy. If more than 1 corpses are transported out of Hong Kong within twelve hours, how many planes or ships will the empire have to dispatch? The cost may be several times higher than it is now. If the Chinese plane and ship arrived in Hong Kong, if the Chinese devil changed his mind, wouldn’t the Great Japanese Empire hand over so much equipment? Judging by the posture of the old Chinese man in front of him, such things are very likely to happen.

Hashimoto thought for a while in pain. He no longer had the leverage to negotiate. The thick-skinned and sophistry skills honed in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs for many years were useless in the face of the tough attitude of Minister Zhang, the Independent Division. He said pitifully: "General Zhang, when it comes to specific expenses, I have to report to the country before I can give you an answer. Please allow me to withdraw first!"

Zhang Quan said frankly: "Yes, but there is only one hour. If I have not received an answer after an hour, the head of the news department of our independent division will announce to the world, because your Japanese The reason is that the remains of the Japanese soldiers who died in battle cannot be properly disposed of, and you know what the consequences will be!" [

Hashimoto Shintaro hurriedly sent a telegram to the country and reported the details of the negotiations to the Minister of Foreign Affairs Ryosuke Nishita. He was so angry that Ryosuke Nishitari scolded the Chinese as the most despicable and shameful nation in the world. He couldn't decide this matter, so he hurried to the palace by car and begged to see Emperor Hirohito overnight.

Emperor Hirohito, who was exhausted and satisfied just on the belly of a young, beautiful and coquettish concubine, felt very uncomfortable, also, whoever was forced out of the arms of a warm and soft jade woman so late Please come out, it's all extremely annoying!

Nishito Ryosuke, ignoring His Majesty's face full of fear, reported the negotiation process truthfully. Emperor Hirohito's face immediately turned livid, and after a while, he squeezed fiercely from between his teeth. Say a sentence, "Accept the additional conditions of the Chinese people, the required gold will be shipped to Hong Kong immediately, this matter, you personally supervise, don't waste time!"

Emperor Hirohito, this is knocking out his teeth and swallowing his stomach, so what if he doesn’t agree, the 10,000+ taels of gold have already fallen into the hands of the Chinese devil, the matter cannot be negotiated, not only lost the gold, but Tang Qiuli still used this This matter is a big fuss, and the empire and himself are stigmatized. Hiroren has to agree. Hiroren is really angry. Why is it like being squeezed by Tang Qiuli's neck and squeezed out of the stuff in his stomach little by little?

Ryosuke Nishitori respectfully agreed, and hurriedly went to do it. Just after walking a dozen steps, he heard a "crash" behind him, and there was a crisp sound of utensils being broken. He shivered, "His Majesty is furious !" At the same time, I feel very uncomfortable. The majestic Japanese Empire can beat the Americans to a closed door, so why can't they do anything about it? He was blackmailed by him all the time. Could it be that this Chinese man is the nemesis of the empire!

At around nine o’clock on the night of July 25th, a Japanese transport plane landed at Hong Kong Airport. Several large wooden boxes were unloaded from the plane. An hour later, Tang Qiuli was in his office when he received a call from Zhang Quan, the head of the logistics department. Telephone.

"Teacher, I'm Zhang Quan. Everything is done. That little devil named Hashimoto, after a while, let me straighten it out. In addition to the original conditions, I added conditions. This time , the little devil is vomiting blood!" After finishing speaking, Zhang Quan's voice was full of disdain and pride.

Tang Qiuli asked with a smile, "Uncle Quan, how much fat did you cut off the Japanese again this time?"

Zhang Quan replied proudly: "Not much, a total of more than 21 taels of gold. The specific amount has not been finalized yet, and it should exceed the current estimate!"

"What!" Tang Qiuli exclaimed. This amount has already doubled the original condition. The Japanese met Zhang Quan, and it was considered bad luck. Thinking about it, I felt my scalp tingling, but it was genuine gold. where!

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