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Chapter 5 The Great Election: The Emperor¡¯s Armored Face 259 Sneak Attack

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    259 sneak attack

    ¡°I¡¯m back, I hope this guy can help.¡± Thinking about the Longmei Line, Fang Bingsheng yelled in his heart, jumped directly from the carriage to the ground, and ran towards the main building of the train station.

    But Stationmaster Lu had quick eyesight and quick hands. He grabbed Fang Bingsheng's arm and said, "Mr. Yicheng is not in the building."

    "Not in the building?" Fang Bingsheng was stunned.

    Stationmaster Lu pointed to the southwest track and said, "He is waiting for you in the VIP chartered car on Track 2. Just let you go there alone."

    "VIP chartered car?" Fang Bingsheng's eyes bulged out.

    After running through the main building with the stationmaster, and running into the platform area, they saw that a carriage painted in red had been disconnected from the train and parked alone on the branch line. That was where Yicheng was.

    "Is this guy out of his mind? Is it so grand? Just like the minister's transit inspection, do I have to lay out a red carpet to welcome him out of the car?" Fang Bingsheng yelled in his stomach, but he still ran over and followed the hanging  The car windows with white gauze curtains all the way to the car door.

    Pheasant also wanted to follow, but Stationmaster Lu stopped him with a wry smile and said, "Mr. Yicheng specifically asked us to only"

    "Bah, the opium-wiping man is so arrogant? Damn it, our Song You Tiedian has become his follower?" Pheasant stopped and watched Fang Bingsheng's figure disappear through the car door. He spat hard and cursed.  I said a few words, but still didn¡¯t dare to follow up.  Although it was a bit excessive for a foreign medicine shop to do this, after all, it was hard to offend, so I had to endure it.

    Fang Bingsheng entered the chartered car, and immediately a warm air with the smell of tobacco enveloped him. It felt like jumping into a swamp with a box of tobacco leaves. It was stuffy, hot and uncomfortable. He couldn't help but cough a few times.  He made a sound, pulled the handle on the wall, turned around and entered the small door. He looked up and saw Yi Cheng, who was sitting on the sofa, looking at him with a smile. His expression was still as gentle and elegant as the low-key military advisor Zhong Jialiang in his impression.

    "Hey, Mr. Yi, how long has it been since you were still doing this? Isn't it boring in the car?" Fang Bingsheng yelled in his stomach, but when he saw Yicheng's face, he felt much less dissatisfied and immediately rushed forward as if  He shouted as if he were reunited with his relatives: "Oh, my Mr. Yi, I look forward to the stars and the moon. You are back to take charge of the overall situation."

    Yicheng smiled, put down the glass in his hand, pointed at a person at the bar and said, "What? Didn't you see him?"

    There was a guy in suspenders working at the bar. When Fang Bingsheng came in, he was all focused on Yicheng and didn't care at all about this man who looked like a servant. At this moment, he looked up following Yicheng's fingers and almost fell down.  On the ground of the carriage, he exclaimed: "Huh??? Boss, youare you here in person?"

    Jianguang, the old man of Songyou Tiedian at the bar, was wearing Western trousers, a white shirt, and two suspenders hanging on his shoulders; the shirt was open, revealing various tattoos under his chest hair, his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and he had a shaggy beard.  , and with a fierce look, he looks more like a Russian thug.

    Hearing Fang Bingsheng call him, Weng Jianguang threw the white towel in his hand on the bar and came out from behind the bar with a glass of foreign wine he made. Looking at Fang Bingsheng's face full of surprise and joy, he didn't look happy at all, but  He pointed at Fang Bingsheng's nose and yelled: "You piece of trash, look what the hell you did in Longchuan? I gave you so much money for nothing and hired a monkey to put on your human skin and do better than you."  Damn it, if Mr. Yi wasn't here, I would beat you to death"

    After saying that, he really waved his palm, as if he was about to slap him. Fang Bingsheng in front of him could only shrink back in fear and injustice. At this time, Yicheng's voice from behind sounded: "Oh, Mr. Weng, Mr. Fang did a good job.  This Long Mei Line is not his responsibility."

    It seemed that when he was lecturing his unfulfilled son, a guest happened to be present. Weng Jianguang sighed, put down his arm, but pointed at Fang Bingsheng's nose with a look of unwillingness and cursed again: "trash", then turned around and sat side by side with Yicheng.  Together, they raised their heads and poured more than half of the foreign wine in the glass into their mouths, and then crunched the ice cubes in their mouths.

    Under the guidance of Yicheng's gesture, Fang Bingsheng timidly sat on the small sofa opposite the sofa, with his knees together and his hands on his knees. As soon as he sat down, he hurriedly shouted: "Boss, Mr. Yi, His Majesty actually personally  Zhang Qijie¡¯s candidacy has been reinstated, and now the Liberal Party is a third-party candidate¡­¡±

    "We understand." Yicheng nodded and said.

    "Idiot, you are not as well-informed as we are in Longchuan," Weng Quanguang yelled, "I have to come here in person."

    "Do you know? How do you know? An hour ago, I went to the Yamen to listen to the hadith" Fang Bingsheng directly ignored the boss's unreasonable insults, "This grandson is like this" - Fang Bingsheng was often scolded.  Xi Jinping is a bitch and submissive, but he always thinks so after leaving the office.As long as the harvest is harvested, it may take more than ten years; so why bother to make a fuss?  It is better to first decide who will build the most critical main line from Ganzhou to Nanchang in Jiangxi Province; the money can also be budgeted less, it is only 412 kilometers, and the project fund of 16 million taels of silver is enough.  Just a little bit of repair will do.

    "This is a bit conciliatory, but even Weng Jianguang couldn't fault it, but he felt unhappy. It seemed like the two families were fighting to the death, so he found a helper, but he ended up standing by with a machete to break up the fight. What a crooked person.

    Zhong Jialiang was prevaricating himself, and Weng Jianguang understood that his prevarication meant that he wanted to take the opportunity to take advantage of himself and extort greater benefits.  Of course he doesn't want to give it. If Xu Chuanchuan succeeds, he, Weng Jianguang, will soon become the most powerful person in the empire's business world. If he wants to be the richest man, he can be the richest man. If he wants to be the director of the Railway Department of the Ministry of Industry, he can be the director. How cool would that be?  .

    So Weng Jianguang is now dragging Zhong Jialiang, not letting go of the benefits to you. He wants to see if he can use his shamelessness to persuade this third party to plant trees and water his peaches for nothing.

    And Yicheng looked at Weng Jianguang's eyes narrowed and smiled, but he cursed in his heart: "You think we are the villains."

    Zhong Jialiang just didn¡¯t want to help, and he also planned to invade and cut off a large piece of meat.

    So he was particularly keen on the Annan marriage. This matter was so concealed that the other two parties did not see the true intention of the third party.  Because the third party does not need to tell too many people the inside story at all. It only needs to let the middle-level and lower-level subordinates know that we want to facilitate the marriage.  Regarding the intrusion of the Iron River Project, it is enough for the top few people to know, because getting married is a good thing.

    Who doesn¡¯t know that being a matchmaker is a good thing?  Being a matchmaker for the royal family means inviting favors, retaining favors, and retaining favors. The idea of ??the initiator, Luo Qianjie of the Navy, was known to the whole circle of powerful people in the Song Dynasty. Everyone knew what Sima Zhao had in mind, but no one could have imagined that they actually had this plan.  Sold the prince and princess to make money using the Iron River Leap Forward

    "The emperor can't sell, he is the leader of his gang. If he sells him, everyone will break up; but as long as the princes and princesses can make money, they can just throw them out and make peace with Annan Monkey; they have to get married anyway.

    Therefore, they hit it off immediately, Zhong Jialiang formed an alliance with the navy, and brought in his old buddy Xiao Zuye. Once Xiao Zuye came in, things became easier. His subordinate Qin Liansheng, who was in a key position in Annan's diplomacy, immediately joined forces.

    In order to muddy the waters and gain time and space, Zhong Jialiang even threw out the old-fashioned "segmentation theory". He was not dissatisfied with the emperor's Great Leap Forward plan, but just said, what are you arguing about? Why are you arguing about sharing money when you don't have any money?  Let¡¯s discuss the most critical thing first.

    If he succeeds, the other two parties will take a small piece of the 100 million or even 200 million pie, and then they will be ready, and then rush in to divide the remaining big piece - this move is also very  The poison is very cheap, and the other two parties did not notice it, thinking that they were making trouble. Who would have thought that they planned to sell the princes and princesses to use as guns, and they were busy sharpening their knives;

    Even the emperor didn¡¯t notice it and thought they were really using the excuse of worrying that the crown prince was getting older and needed to get married to expand their sphere of influence.

    But Zhong Jialiang also had to take care of the election, so Yi Cheng and Weng Jianguang arrived in Longchuan at the same time today.

    Yicheng still has to direct the final sprint, while Weng Jianguang mainly wants to see if he can stop Zheng Abao at the tactical level. If the Liberal Party fails or is embarrassed, it will be beneficial to both Zhong Jialiang and Weng Jianguang. This is a common interest.

    Turning to look at his subordinates, Weng Jianguang asked Fang Bingsheng, his tone finally returned to normal: "Xiao Fang, do you have any ideas to deal with the Liberal Party?"

    "Now that we've reached this point, I don't have much else to do. Unless we fight for money and give away lottery tickets, but the other party is not short of money. Now Zhang Qijie has come to forgive me, III" Fang Bingsheng concluded  I stammered for a long time, but I still couldn't find a word to replace "at my wits' end" that would still make me look domineering and confident.

    Weng Jianguang sighed helplessly, and Yi Cheng suddenly asked: "What is Mr. Pan Jinxing doing recently?"

    Fang Bingsheng was startled and raised his head and said: "What can he do? It is said that he is so happy that he can't close his mouth every day. Now he and Zhang Qijie temporarily live in a watchtower outside the city, or go into the city to go to the Yamen, the Public Security Bureau and other places to handle various donations.  formalities."

    Yicheng thought for a while, then turned to Weng Jianguang and said, "I have an idea. Maybe I can wipe out the prestige of Zhang Qijie and the Liberal Party at once."

    "What? Tell me!" Weng Jianguang and Fang Bingsheng shouted at the same time.
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