After listening to Lin Liuming's report, Fang Bingsheng and Pheasant stared at each other for a full minute. Lin Liuming next to him looked puzzled, and saw the expressions on their faces changing from stupidity to ecstasy at the same time. After a high-five in the air, Fang Bingsheng bowed and punched the table, turned around and pointed at Lin Liuming and said: "The action is pending. Go to Qi Yunlu's place and tell Mr. Huang not to move."
Then Fang Bingsheng rushed out of the conference room, and a distant shout like a train whistle came from the corridor: "I'm sending a telegram to the boss for instructions."
The pheasant in the conference room knelt on the ground as if his legs were broken, closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and murmured: "Thank you, my loving Virgin Mary, for saving my child's life." ¡¡¡.¡±
"Two more crazy people" Lin Liuming came back from the panic, muttered disdainfully, turned around and went out to find Mr. Huang.
But the ecstasy lasted only a short time.
Two hours later, the telegraph operator at Longchuan Station was sweating on his forehead. This was not because he was undertaking some great and difficult task. In fact, the transceiver was silent at this point, and he had just sent a long telegram. After sending it to the headquarters, there was no new telegram sent to him, so he could do nothing but sit there. However, this helpless state, which was not intentional sabotage, made him nervous to the point of sweating.
Because behind him, Vice President Fang Bingsheng and the Pheasant Section Chief of Huizhou Station moved their stools like crazy and sat side by side behind him. They did not move or speak. Their eyes stared at him and the radio in front of them, and they continued The leather shoes of my immediate boss, stationmaster Lu, kept walking two steps east and two steps west at the door. It was as if water was dripping from the rain eaves. It had been dripping for an hour.
This was so scary that it made the little telegraph operator restless, as if there was a huge cactus instead of a wicker chair under his butt.
At 11 o'clock in the morning, the long-awaited telegram finally arrived. The entire railway station office building heard a scream coming from the direction of the telegraph room. The staff in the office below the telegraph room were so frightened that they all stood up and raised their heads. There was a jingling sound, "Mr. Fang? Are they fighting upstairs?" a person asked his colleagues in surprise.
Sure enough, it was Weng Jianguang who sent it. He received an explanation message from Fang Bingsheng - the Pan Jinxing incident in Longchuan had changed. Pan Jinxing himself had given up his assets of up to 300,000 yuan and returned them to Zhang Qijie. At this moment, it was assumed that Zhang Qijie would assassinate him again. He, it was a bit too far-fetched - Weng Jianguang couldn't help it. The message was short, concise and clear, just three words: "Forget it."
I guess it was so decadent that I even forgot to add punctuation.
Fang Bingsheng and Pheasant hugged each other so warmly that he almost burst into tears - finally he no longer had to worry about getting rich, it was so scary.
After jumping and screaming for a long time, Fang Bingsheng grabbed stationmaster Lu who was coming over to make out with him, and shouted excitedly: "Xiao Lu, please find someone to pick up Mr. Huang quickly, and let this bastard go away quickly." "
"I'll send someone to pick him up right away." Stationmaster Lu looked a little confused and asked, "Who do you want me to pick up?"
Webmaster Lu didn¡¯t know about the killer. The killer was picked up by Lin Liuming at the exit with a big sign.
"You should go there in person, in Qi Yunlu's company. His surname is Huang. Don't ask anything. Go and pick him up. Send him to the train as quickly as possible and send him away. Don't let him come to my place. I will treat him as I don't know." Fang Bingsheng was worried and simply asked stationmaster Lu to pick him up personally.
Watching Xiao Lu's back disappear, Fang Bingsheng and Shan Ji laughed and went to the cafeteria. Although framing the Liberal Party to eliminate the Longmei Line was very important to everyone's interests at Songyou Railway and Electric, whose turn was it to hold the bag? Go to hell, that man can't even laugh - the trick used by the Western Medicine Guild was too poisonous and dangerous, and it was an assassination attempt to challenge the imperial court. Fortunately, God gave him grace today, so he didn't have to do it anymore. Fang Bingsheng and Shan Ji were relieved. After taking off the "** bag" from his waist, he felt relaxed all over. Shan Ji simply ran to the Longchuan Station kitchen and asked the chefs to prepare a table of good wine and food, so as to reward himself and Fang Bingsheng for their narrow escape.
Fang Bingsheng returned to the guest room, washed his face, and changed out of his clothes that were full of cigarette smell. He heard the whine of the whistle coming from the window and a train pulling out. He walked to the window, opened it, and looked into the distance. After seeing the white smoke and smelling the soot, he murmured: "What a wonderful railway It would be great if it were all ours I would"
At this moment, the door was knocked loudly, "Who is it?" Fang Bingsheng was pulled out of his sentimentality, and walked towards the door a little unwillingly, muttering in his heart that someone had come and made a fuss, how could he knock on the door like this? .
But before he could reach the door, there was a loud bang and the door was violently kicked open.
Fang Bingsheng stared dumbfounded as Ou Xingsun walked in with his gun raised, and the crowd of police officers in the corridor behind him.
"Thisthishow is this?"Well, from then on, he never had the chance to play mahjong with the emperor, nor was he even interviewed. Such a clear signal of disgust made the "treacherous ministers" celebrate each other, and Xu Chuanchuan had to alienate Weng Jianguang immediately in disgrace. He also immediately returned the luxury yacht "lent" to his family by Weng Jianguang.
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The truth about the road protection movement - reference
In order to intensify conflicts and seize the moral high ground, the leaders of mass demonstration movements are often happy to see the casualties of their subordinates. Then immediately the corpse incited the ignorant people.
In 1911, in view of the financial chaos and numerous shortcomings of the commercial railways in various provinces, the Qing government announced that the Sichuan-Han and Guangdong-Han railways would be nationalized. Soon after, Sheng Xuanhuai, who was in charge of the Postal Department, signed a contract with a group of banks from Britain, France, Germany and the United States to borrow money to build the roads. Then he ordered Sichuan to immediately stop collecting "rental shares" in the name of road construction. This policy of benefiting the people, which should be welcomed by the people of Sichuan, eventually led to the resignation of the government. The reason was that it violated the interests of Pu Dianjun, Luo Lun and other local gentry and businessmen who controlled the Sichuan Consultative Bureau and the railway company. This vested interest group fully understands that Sichuan Road Company has no hope of building roads, but stopping the collection of "rental shares" means cutting off a source of income. They did not want to give up their privileges, and they did not allow the central government to audit the accounts and take over the unused road funds of more than 7 million taels, so they used extremely emotional language such as "selling roads and betraying the country" by the Postal and Telecommunications Department to confuse people's minds and launched a road protection campaign. sports.