Chapter 1028 Disaster (6)
Chapter 1028 Disaster (6)
"Then there are the elderly. To be honest, there are actually very few elderly people who can walk here..." Niu Saner whispered.
"Those who are still able to work will be arranged to help with cooking and cleaning. Those who are unable to work will be sent to the orphanage and have the eight families pay for their care."
To be honest, there are not many elderly people who can walk here, and most of them are relatively strong on weekdays, and most of them are men.
If someone really falls seriously ill after coming here and is unable to do any work, then he probably won't have much time left.
The orphanage is a private charity organization funded by eight major families. It cannot be said that it can provide a good environment or caring care, but it can only be said that it is better than nothing.
As the two were discussing, Secretary Song came to report: "Sir, Wang Mengqun from Peking is here and wants to see you."
Lin Ze and Niu Saner smiled at each other and said, "Look, Wang Mengqun can't sit still anymore."
Niu Saner said, "Master Lin's guess was correct. Jinling really wants to take advantage of this opportunity to cause trouble."
Lin Ze ordered, "Tell him to go to the reception room. I'll change my clothes and come over."
"Yes!"
Niu Saner went out to meet Wang Mengqun.
Song Yuzhen went into the suite with Lin Ze and helped him change his clothes.
A white silk shirt with a black ACS uniform on the outside.
Even at the Military Police Headquarters, Lin Ze would sometimes wear the uniform of the Auxiliary Management Bureau. The Japanese military uniform always felt a bit awkward to wear.
A wide leather belt shows off your heroic temperament.
Song Yuzhen's eyes lit up as he watched.
He carefully straightened Lin Ze's collar, but his little hands were still not very still, and he seemed to be reluctant to leave.
Lin Ze patted her, and Song Yuzhen came back to her senses embarrassedly. Lin Ze smiled and said, "You and Dong Ling'er should work overtime tonight."
Song Yuzhen blinked her eyes and said, "Yes! It doesn't matter how long it takes!"
Then Lin Ze left the office and walked towards the reception room.
The leather shoes tapped on the terrazzo floor, making a "tapping" sound.
When we arrived at the door of the reception room, the military police on duty opened the door in unison.
Inside, Wang Mengqun and others who heard the noise had already stood up.
As soon as the door opened, Wang Mengqun took two quick steps forward, bowed his head, and said, "Commander Lin, I apologize for my unsolicited visit."
Lin Ze extended his hand and shook his. "I'm so happy to have such a distinguished guest. Please take a seat, President Wang."
Then Lin Ze walked to the main seat and sat on the sofa.
Wang Mengqun was still respectful, but occasionally when he looked at the young and dazzling Lin Ze, a trace of trance would flash across his face.
What was I doing when I was the same age as Master Lin?
"Why did the president have time to come to Tianjin? Is he relaxing or on official business?"
Wang Mengqun sat on the sofa with his hands on his knees, as well-behaved as a primary school student.
"Commander Lin, the Jinling Reform Government sent us a letter stating that they will establish a special control committee to unify the management of supplies and take over disaster relief efforts in North China."
Lin Ze smiled and said, "That's a good thing. If there were people to provide disaster relief, there wouldn't be so many victims, and the rebels wouldn't take the opportunity to cause trouble, and we would be under less pressure."
Wang Mengqun smiled bitterly and said, "That being said, Commander Lin, I don't think their goal is to relieve us of the pressure by providing disaster relief. I've seen the structure of their Control Commission. From grain to cotton, to furs, oil, and chemicals, if they were in charge of everything, then the flow of materials in North China would be completely controlled by others, and the power of the Control Commission would be further squeezed. By then, I'm afraid our Control Commission would exist in name only."
Song Yuzhen brought two cups of tea at the right time.
Lin Ze picked it up and took a sip, then said slowly, "President Wang, I can't interfere in the affairs of your Governing Committee. I'm the Commander-in-Chief of the Military Police and don't serve on the Governing Committee."
Wang Mengqun said anxiously, "That's true... but we, the Executive Committee, all agree on Commander Lin's guidance. If Commander Lin issues instructions, they will surely be more effective than mine. Even I, personally, am willing to work for Commander Lin..."
"We are all driven by His Excellency General Okamura."
"Yes, yes. The Governing Committee intends to establish an advisory committee. All future personnel and financial matters will require the approval of the advisory committee. We unanimously agree that you should be the chairman of this committee."
"Isn't this appropriate?"
"It's appropriate, it's appropriate. I've already drafted a report. If the Administrative Committee wants to do its job well, it needs the support of the Assistance Bureau, the Military Police Headquarters, and the Secret Service Department. It's very reasonable to set up a coordinating agency. The General will definitely approve it."
Wang Mengqun saw it very clearly. He could either be a younger brother to Lin Ze or to Jin Ling.
Experience told him that being Lin Ze's younger brother would bring him great benefits, but being Jin Ling's younger brother would make people not treat him as one of their own and would eventually drive him away.
And how many of Lin Ze’s people are in the Administrative Committee?
Whether he sets up this advisory committee or not will not affect Lin Ze's influence on the Governance Committee. It's just that setting up an advisory committee will make Lin Ze's interference in the Governance Committee more legitimate.
"Well, since President Wang is so kind, for the sake of the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Belt, I can't refuse."
"It's an honor for us that Commander Lin agreed. As for Jinling..."
Lin Ze lit a cigarette and said, "I still say the same thing. Jinling wants to control supplies, which is a good thing."
Wang Mengqun was dumbfounded. You accept gifts but don’t do your job, right?
Seeing that he didn't understand, Niu San'er whispered a reminder, "Chairman Wang, since Nanjing wants to coordinate supplies, the Administrative Committee should set up a special account in the Northern Reserve. Procurement and transportation of supplies can't be done with empty talk; it needs to be backed by real money. And as for disaster relief, will they provide food or money?"
Wang Mengqun understood a little, felt a little excited, and was a little thrilled.
He looked at Lin Ze, "If they really gave it to us, wouldn't we be in a passive position..."
Lin Ze almost laughed. Wang Mengqun's thinking was still limited.
It's like a place wants to develop plot A, but there is a village on plot A, and the relocation will cost a lot of money.
At this time, bidding will begin. Those who want to do this project will first advance the funds for the relocation. As long as the relocation is completed, the local funds will be easier to transfer later.
This trick worked at first, but later everyone found that things were not that simple.
Since you can advance the relocation costs, then you should also advance the five utilities and one leveling. After that, you should also advance the foundation. After that, you should also advance the building structure...
It wasn't until there was only one layer left to complete the roof that the construction party finally came to their senses and realized that they couldn't add any more padding and they had to pay!
At this time, someone said, you have to set the cap first, and you will get money if you set the cap, and you will get no money if you don’t set the cap.
If it were you, what would you do?
As long as the Jinling Reform House dares to agree to Wang Mengqun's conditions, they will become the construction party, and then they will understand that there are so many tricks here.
But Lin Ze cannot point out such things, that would be disrespectful.
Niu Saner pulled Wang Mengqun aside and said, "Do you know about Miyamoto Trading Company? That's their relationship with the Japanese. Not to mention the General, even in Tokyo, Miyamoto Trading Company is in the grain business. Since Nanjing wants to control supplies, they should control Miyamoto Trading Company first. You take the lead and arrange a meeting between Miyamoto and Nanjing, and then have Nanjing pay money to buy the grain from Miyamoto."
"What if they don't agree?"
"If they don't even agree to this, it means they have no sincerity in cooperating. The so-called control of materials is just empty words."
"They want to pay?"
"Give me money and I'll give you food!"
"Really?"
"President Wang, didn't they say they wanted disaster relief? If we use this food for disaster relief, wouldn't that be the same as giving it to them?"
Wang Mengqun was stunned!
What the hell!
I finally understand where the gap between me and Master Lin lies!
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