Chapter 19 Negotiations

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However, Fu Jiusi could not sleep peacefully that night.

In the middle of the night, he woke up from his dream, with a layer of sweat on his back, and the coolness penetrated the silk pajamas and soaked into the bone marrow.

There was light coming in at the bottom of the door. He stepped on the floor with bare feet and gently opened the door. He saw that there was a light in the living room outside.

Passing through the living room to the corridor, the door of the house on the left at the end of the road was half-closed. As soon as he reached the stairs, he almost ran into someone head-on.

The visitor was also surprised, obviously not expecting to see him dressed like this at this time and place.

"Fu, Jiuye Fu?" Xu Zhengyuan stammered a little, "...you are this?"

This question was a little embarrassing, and Fu Jiusi pretended to be calm: "Under special circumstances, stay overnight."

Fortunately, Master Xu didn't bother much here. He rushed to Commander Lu's urgent call, and the appearance of Fu Jiusi was not in his focus.

After Xu Zhengyuan entered the door, Fu Jiusi stared at the light not far away, speculating in his mind what Lu Mincheng would say.

The night was thick and dark, and there was no moonlight. Only the house where I was living was lit up, like an island in the sea of ​​​​underworld.

After standing in the corridor for about a quarter of an hour, Fu Jiusi returned to the bedroom. The bed was already cold. He rolled over in the thin quilt, buried his head in the pillow and took a deep breath, feeling that his whole body was surrounded by the cool cedar scent. , Only then did the body and mind relax, and the sleepiness that had disappeared before made a comeback. Although the process was difficult, it was at least a dream.

When opened eyes the next morning, the sun was already shining on the ground.

There was still no sign of Lu Mincheng on the bed, and there was no clock in the room, so it was impossible to tell whether he had woken up early or had not slept at all.

He tidied up nervously and went downstairs, until he saw the man in the long gown at the dining table who was reading the newspaper, and he was relieved.

Seeing him coming, Lu Mincheng beckoned: "Come here to eat something, I've left you porridge and snacks."

Yiyan sat down at the dining table and found that there were four dishes of dim sum, two dishes of side dishes, and a cup of porridge covered with a lid.

The dim sum is exquisite in appearance, Lu Mincheng is not a sweet person, guess it is not a craft at home.

He sandwiched a green ball, the outer skin was fragrant and glutinous, and the bean paste filling was sweet and dense, which was his favorite taste.

He was a little surprised and looked at Lu Mincheng: "How do you know that I like Qingtuan with bean paste stuffing?"

Lu Mincheng was slightly stunned: "I didn't tell you to go out to buy it." Seeing a trace of embarrassment on Fu Jiusi's face, he hurriedly added, "Now that I know your taste, do you think this store tastes good?"

Fu Jiu Sishun went down the steps: "It's very good, I can buy it next time."

This dim sum shop is estimated to specialize in southern snacks. The four items on the table are green balls, lotus cakes, mung bean cakes and rose moon cakes, all of which are quite representative of southern snacks.

The porridge was millet porridge. Fu Jiusi took a sip and found that there was a hint of sweetness in it, but it didn't look like sugar. After stirring it twice with a spoon, he found that there were red dates and dried longan at the bottom.

Even the side dishes are green beans and pickled vegetables, and the taste is refreshing and salty.

This is a typical southern breakfast, which suits him very well, making him feel like he is still in the old Jinling house, and he remembered that he had never told Lu Mincheng about it.

"What happened last night?"

"It was my mistake that I didn't leave a living room," Lu Mincheng paused, "but I arrested He Yu'an the day before yesterday, and he asked a lot of things from him."

"He Yu'an?" Although he had guessed before, Fu Jiusi was still surprised when he learned the truth.

Lu Mincheng nodded: "No news has been released yet. This person is a spy of the Japanese military and belongs to the Central China's Mei' agency."

"Then he was with you before..." Fu Jiusi suddenly stopped talking, an indescribable sourness surged in his heart.

The person beside him originally wanted his life.

"Those were also sent by the Japanese last night?"

"Not necessarily," Lu Mincheng did not give a definite answer to this point. "The attitude of the senior management is ambiguous. Even if I did not agree to cooperate, the Japanese would not be in a hurry to act at this time."

The shooting at the birthday banquet, Yangshupu Pier, the Red Pavilion, He Yu'an, the Bund attack...

Clues emerged one by one in series, and the minions in the thick fog gradually revealed.

The sunlight outside the window fell on Lu Mincheng's eyebrows, and Fu Jiusi suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He just wanted to surround this person and never hurt him.

Although he said last night that Xu Zhengyuan would send Fu Jiusi back in the morning, he still stayed in the afternoon before leaving.

This morning, Lu Mincheng didn't have a moment of free time. Apart from having a few words with Fu Jiusi when he went downstairs for breakfast, he spent the whole morning on the phone with people in his study.

There was a circle of soldiers with guns and live ammunition in the yard, and a few people dressed in military uniforms came in the middle. Fu Jiusi didn't recognize him, and the other party didn't pay much attention to him.

Before leaving, Lu Mincheng came out to see him off, and the two said goodbye across the car window.

"Pay attention to safety," Lu Mincheng instructed. "Take a few more people when you go out, and bring your gun too. Don't be empty-handed."

"I know." He smiled.

When he got home, he happened to meet Fu Junshou, who had just returned from outside, and his heart moved, and he stopped someone.

"elder brother."

Fu Junshou turned around and said, "Where are you playing?"

"Last night I went to see the play at Shuangque Lou, and then I drank a little more with them. I didn't come back for fear of disturbing you."

Fu Junshou punched him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "I'm too lazy to listen to your make up, just go out and play, and take care of yourself."

Fu Jiusi pretended to be injured: "Brother, don't rub me, my brain hurts when I wake up in the morning. It's not over yet."

"Let someone cook you a bowl of sober soup."

Fu Jun kept an appointment to talk about things, and went straight into the study as soon as he came back. Before the guests came, Fu Jiusi followed.

Fu Junshou looked at him while lighting a cigarette: "Is something wrong?"

Fu Jiusi nodded: "Brother, the ports you mentioned last time, I want you to hand them over to me."

Fu Junshou was a little surprised: "I mentioned it to you last time, aren't you willing to die? It's only been a few days, why did you change your sex?"

Fu Jiusi smiled flatteringly: "Isn't that mature, I just wanted to find something serious to do."

Fu Junshou bit the cigarette and smiled: "You should find something serious to do, but you can't see any flowers coming out of you playing all day long!"

After a pause, he added: "But you are inexperienced, and you are not familiar with the people below. I have asked General Manager Yuan to take you to the site for a walk these days. Don't be a master and smear your eyes."

So things settled like this.

The Fu family is entrenched in many ports and is engaged in foreign trade business. There are many domestic manufacturers in industries such as foreign smoke and fire, which are not within its trading scope. Their main business is shipping.

At that time, the shipping industry was mostly controlled by foreign capital, and the Chinese own market share was relatively small. In order to improve this situation and to master the transportation channel, one of the most important resources during the war, the government supported Fu Jun from behind. On the basis of inheriting the original industry of the Fu family, it has aggressively entered the shipping industry.

Correspondingly, the Fu family also owns tea, pharmaceuticals, banking, real estate and other industries on the surface, as well as morphine and arms smuggling secretly relying on shipping channels. The latter two are generally not done by Fu Junshou himself, only transportation channels are provided. Participate in profit sharing.

His cooperation with Lu Mincheng is in this form.

When Fu Jiusi said he wanted to take over the port, he didn't just talk about it, but went out with General Manager Yuan for inspections every day for a week, and occasionally participated in some social entertainment.

He and Lu Mincheng haven't seen each other face to face this week, and they have called three or four times. However, neither of them are people who like to talk on the phone. The time does not add up to more than a quarter of an hour.

The two met by chance at a dinner a week later.

Saying it was "by chance" is not quite accurate. The person who was the host that day was Du Chunqiu. When he posted, he only said that he had some misunderstandings and wanted to clarify it in person, and hoped to appreciate it.

To tell the truth, Du Chunqiu's popularity is not bad, or he can't make his head from an unknown thug, and sit all the way to the position of the leader of the sex. In addition to his own ability, "get the way and help" is not An empty word.

Even Fu Junshou, who had conflicts with him, was also due to the fact that the industrial focus of the Red Pavilion was on agriculture, mining and entertainment, as well as the cooperation between the two sides on opium and arms smuggling.

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, and has always fixed the contradiction within a controllable range, and has not taken it seriously.

Facing Du Chunqiu's invitation, although Fu Jiusi held her nose to go to the appointment, she didn't feel ashamed in person when she got there. smile.

"I heard that Brother Jiu is also in charge now," Du Chunqiu said in a sincere tone, "Forget the business, the people are the most important."

Fu Jiusi didn't care - Lu Mincheng was here, and he couldn't share his thoughts with Du Chunqiu - he only echoed: "The fourth master said that I'm still young, and I always have something to learn."

In comparison, Lu Mincheng, after all, had gone through a lot of things, and he did not lose out in tai chi with the old fox at all, and he was a bit more intelligent than Fu Jiusi, so in the end, Du Chunqiu couldn't help but enter first. To the point.

"I heard Commander Lu listened to rumors the other day, and felt that my Du person was related to the shooting case at the Yuan Mansion last time. This made me have to make a confession - this was definitely not my Du person's work."

Lu Mincheng smiled slightly: "What is Du Siye saying?"

He didn't believe it, and he didn't believe it, he just kicked the ball back to him.

Du Chunqiu looked earnestly: "If I did it, why would it be? Commander Lu must also know that killing you and Ninth Brother will not benefit me."

Not to mention the benefits. After the injury, Fu Jiusi and Lu Mincheng analyzed the matter with Du Chunqiu, but they did not reach a conclusion. In fact, after so long, there is really no evidence to directly prove that the case is related to the Red Pavilion, let alone the logic. In fact, there is an obvious loophole in the chain: why does Fourth Master Du, who has always paid attention to balancing the forces of all parties and behaves cautiously, risk being labelled as "anti-government"?

Fu Jiusi has not spoken. Today, the restaurant is Chaoshan cuisine. On the table, there is a well-done stewed black eel. The fish is plump and the fish bones are soft.

"Benefits are not good. Jiuye and I are not in that position. Naturally, I don't understand." Lu Mincheng changed his voice and looked at Fu Jiusi: "Seeing that Jiuye is so happy, this dish must suit your taste? "

Fu Jiusi choked and didn't know how the topic turned to him, so he hurriedly bit the fish bone and swallowed it: "Cough, not bad, would you like to try it too?"

Du Chunqiu was a smart person, so the topic was over, and the three people's attention naturally shifted to the dishes on the table.

Halfway through the meal, someone knocked on the door, Du Chunqiu said a word to come in, and saw a young man entering the door.