Chapter 490: Military Control Commission internal investigation, where did the gold go?
Chapter 490: Military Control Commission internal investigation, where did the gold go?
"Mr. Fujita, I'm entrusted by the new government's Special Committee to come and discuss the training quota with Mr. Fujita." Chen Yang didn't beat around the bush with Fujita.
"The new government is concerned about these places for further studies?" Fujita said with an exaggerated smile, "These people will be sent to the Army Officer Academy for further studies."
"Their expertise is leading troops in wars. What does the new government want to do?"
Chen Yang quickly explained: "The Special Committee also needs some professional talents."
"The new government hopes that Fujita-kun will give us a chance this time and increase the number of places by ten."
"Increasing the number of places by ten, how is that possible? Fujita Shin refused without even a second thought.
"Fujita-kun, don't be impatient. The new government is also making every effort to cultivate talents."
“They are willing to allocate an additional batch of supplies to the Peace and National Salvation Army.”
"Although the quantity of this batch of supplies is not large, it is enough to support the troops' expenses for three months."
"Fujita-kun, you know that supplies are tight right now, and bad news keeps coming from the mainland."
"You saw the internal bulletin a few days ago. The price of rice has risen to more than 40 yen per stone."
"Those low-level imperial warriors can't even afford two stone of rice with their monthly salary."
"If this continues, it will definitely affect morale."
"The new government is willing to allocate additional supplies, which is very sincere. Fujita-kun only needs to apply to the headquarters and express that there are many outstanding students and hope to add ten places."
"This shouldn't be difficult."
Fujita Susumu was stunned for a moment and swallowed his saliva involuntarily. With supplies, things would be different.
Now half of the material supplies allocated by the Peace and National Salvation Army come from the Logistics Department of the Chinese Expeditionary Army, and the other half comes from the new Nanjing government.
Because the leaders of this army were almost all Japanese, the logistics department of the expeditionary army had to spend money to support them even though they were reluctant.
But in the final analysis, they are still like being raised by a stepmother, giving money and food, saving wherever possible and deducting wherever possible.
Fujita Susumuya knew the background of these soldiers. Although he was dissatisfied, he could endure it.
It was originally a poor government office, and when he heard that there was profit to be made, Fujita Susumu couldn't help but hesitate.
"How about this, Fujita-kun, you apply to the headquarters first. As the chief of staff of the Peace and National Salvation Army, I don't contribute much to the army on weekdays. At the critical moment, I should strive for some appropriate interests for the army."
Seeing Fujita Susumu's hesitation, Chen Yang decided to retreat in order to advance.
He was sure that Fujita Susumu would not be able to resist the temptation of material goods.
Fujita Jin couldn't help but feel a little panicked when he saw Chen Yang was about to leave, but it would be too embarrassing to agree to it at this time.
So, he could only pretend to be polite and send Chen Yang to the door. He wanted to agree several times along the way, but he still held back.
Chen Yang wanted to laugh when he saw his look. The expression of expecting the other party to stay was like a little girl going on a date with a boy for the first time.
I am afraid that he will not come, and I am also afraid that he will mess around...
Shancheng, Hunan Guild Hall, Military Control Commission Office.
"Where on earth did all the gold go?" Boss Dai was so angry that veins popped out on his face as he looked at the report on the table.
Zhao Lijun and his men blew up the safe of the Monetary Authority and brought back three tons of gold. However, when the gold was sent back to the Ministry of Finance in Shancheng for storage, it had turned into two tons.
A ton of gold just disappeared like that.
Two thousand kilograms of gold, converted into dollars, could have buried Boss Dai’s office. How could it just disappear silently like that?
Upon hearing this, the superiors were extremely furious and ordered a thorough investigation within the Military Control Commission to find out where the one ton of gold had gone.
Mao Feng hesitated for a while and said, "We have found some things internally in the past two days, but I don't know whether I should hand them over."
Boss Dai's expression froze, "Qi Wu, you still want to cover up for others at this time? Can your head be harder than a knife?"
Mao Feng shrank his neck and said he didn't dare.
After thinking for a while, he took out a document and handed it in.
Boss Dai took the document, turned to the first page, and his expression suddenly became strange.
The first person who looked up was none other than Mao Feng’s immediate superior, Zheng Jiemin.
It’s a bit embarrassing to say.
Zheng Jiemin considered himself to be timid, so he was very honest in his daily work and never took bribes.
However, being in the big melting pot of the Military Control Commission, how could he have money to interact with others if he did not engage in corruption and bribery? Moreover, he had a good reputation outside and was known for his benevolence and righteousness.
All these reputations cost money to maintain, so his life is far worse than that of others.
But seeing that everyone around him was making a lot of money while he was living in poverty, he felt unhappy, so he thought of an idea and started to go the wife route.
He is honest and self-disciplined in front, while his wife is accepting money and bribes behind.
Not only that, whenever the Military Control Commission got something good, he would instigate his wife to ask for it from the General Affairs Office, but the people in the General Affairs Office would not give it to him out of respect for him, the second-in-command of the Military Control Commission.
In this way, before long, he accumulated considerable wealth. This method is a bit like covering up the truth, but it is also a means.
Even if something happens, they can claim that they were too busy at work and neglected it, and at most they will be charged with not managing the household well.
Boss Dai looked through the information for a while, then raised his head and looked at Mao Feng with a suddenly cold expression.
"I'll take care of Zheng Jiemin's affairs. Go check how many people are handling the gold matter first."
Mao Feng saluted and just as he left the office, Zheng Jiemin walked in.
"Take a look for yourself." Boss Dai rubbed his brow and threw the information in his hand in front of Zheng Jiemin.
"Director, it's unfair. It's a huge injustice to my department." Zheng Jiemin was sweating on his forehead as he looked at the information.
"I'm not a fool." Boss Dai didn't seem to mind Zheng Jiemin's charges.
"I was quite confused at first. You have a good relationship with Qi Wu, so why did he suddenly attack you? But when I thought about it carefully, I realized that I am not very popular in the Military Control Commission."
"No, no, no, you, you are the superior, our boss, you have prestige..." Zheng Jiemin broke out in a sweat unconsciously.
Boss Dai murmured, "Humph, every time I scolded, beat, imprisoned, or punished my subordinates, Mao Qiwu would help to intercede. I used to say that he was 'soft-hearted', but now it seems that he is not soft-hearted, but has a long-term vision, don't you think?"
Zheng Jiemin wiped the sweat from his forehead and whispered, "I dare not speak falsely about this."
Boss Dai's expression froze, and he asked, "Why? You still can't tell what he wants?"
"Your position as confidential director?"
Zheng Jiemin smiled bitterly and said, "I can't tell that what he wants is the God of Wealth."
I'm typing with a runny nose. I'm old and my body is really weak. I can't update the three chapters regularly these days. I'll write one at a time. Please forgive me...
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