Bai Guangjing didn't tell the truth. This man could not hide his eyes from his eyes when he was playing tricks in front of him. Wang Maoru looked straight into his eyes and sneered, laughing until Bai Guangjing lowered his head deeply. Wang Maoru smiled slightly and said, "Your character is the most important reason why I appointed you as the Chief of the Armed Police. Look at your military strength, which legion commander dares to say that there are many people with you?"

"That's true that my subordinates are afraid." Bai Guangjing said, "I am different from those old ministers. My subordinates have not made any achievements. I rashly take on this great task and feel like I'm on pins and needles every day."

Wang Maoru laughed and pointed at Bai Guangjing and said, "It turns out that you are worried about this. You gave me a whole story, saying that what is more suitable for being a policeman? It turns out that he is afraid that those heroes will accuse you." He shook his hand and signaled that he didn't care, and said, "You are honest and honest and have any other ideas for me to be the director of the armed police department, do you know? Also, you recommend someone to serve as the director of the Beijing Police Department."

"yes."

After listening to the reports of three subordinates and giving instructions, Wang Maoru closed his eyes and took a break, Zhao Jiacheng came. After knocking on the door and coming in, he saw that Wang Maoru was a little tired, so he sat on the sofa and tasted tea.

Wang Maoru laughed instead, stretched his waist and said, "Why don't you speak anymore, good words?"

"Didn't you treat me to a meal? If you don't have food, you'll have nothing to say." Zhao Jiacheng said.

Wang Maoru grinned, sat on the sofa, and said tiredly: "I was so tired that I was not idle all morning. You can imagine how Zhuge Liang died."

Zhao Jiacheng said: "Xiu Shuai, are you praising yourself or hurting Zhuge Liang? I know the three sentences you like to give the instructions the most."

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Jiacheng said: "Accurate, no, let's discuss it again."

Wang Maoru laughed. Zhao Jiacheng knew him very well. He deserved to be his right-hand man for many years. The Finance Department is Wang Maoru's money bag. In addition to spending money, he also manages the departments that make money by the National Defense Forces. For example, the Smoking ban is under the Finance Department, and taxation must first pass through the Finance Department of the Ministry of National Defense before it can be handed over to the Ministry of Industry and Commerce. After the new presidential election, this situation will inevitably change. At that time, the Finance Department's input will inevitably decrease. Zhao Jiacheng is very worried about this. Now the Ministry of National Defense spends 350 million yuan per year, but the input is only 300 million yuan, so the 50 million yuan must be issued. The issuance of RMB is not a long-term solution. If the tax is returned to the State Council one by one, how can they get 350 million yuan per year?

"Is there any business that makes money?" Wang Maoru asked.

Zhao Jiacheng shook his head and said, "Our National Defense Forces are involved in the money-making industry across the country unless tax revenue is increased."

Wang Maoru refused and said, "Increasing taxes does not mean killing chickens and getting eggs, it is not feasible."

Zhao Jiacheng suddenly said, "I have a fellow Tianjin fellow, maybe there is a way." He immediately introduced, "This person is called Zhou Dezhong, nicknamed "Ide". He said that his horoscope is not moral. This is called Dezhong. This person is a genius, his profession is a liar. He is very good at doing things. I heard my younger brother say that this person was in Tianjin and cheated a British foreign company and had to close the door and go bankrupt. However, this person is lustful and was caught because he stole his wife. After being caught, he almost got a pig cage.

. He was rescued by the police. The police said he had to hand over to the government for handling. The boy knelt on the ground and cried and said that the government was so good that the government was so good. Now he was sentenced to twenty years in prison. The woman was also in love and righteous. She insisted on being in love with him, and could not stand the rude treatment of her husband. She was also sentenced to twenty years in prison and saved her life. The boy compensated the woman's husband for all the money transferred over the years. Later, the husband divorced the woman and stopped prosecuting him. So the two of them reduced from twenty years to three months to show punishment."

Wang Maoruqi said: "Then the fraud of the British people was not exposed? nor did the British hold them accountable?"

"Qiqi is here. The British people dare not give up any farts, and they lost 100,000 pounds." Zhao Jiacheng said in amazement, "Zhou Dezhong exchanged 90,000 pounds for the ocean to help the poor, so he kept one tenth of his own and paid all to other people's husbands."

"This person is interesting." Wang Maoru nodded and said, "How did you know him?"

Zhao Jiacheng said: "It's ashamed to say that the stolen husband is related to my family. He originally wanted to find me and ask me to help him exhale this anger. Unexpectedly, Zhou Dezhong was open-minded and he didn't leave a penny and he compensated others. Only then did I understand carefully."

Wang Maoru touched his chin and said, "So, you send someone to Tianjin and invite Zhou Dezhong to me. Since he can cheat people of money, I have a place to ask him to help."

Zhao Jiacheng smiled and said, "A dignified National Defense Forces are not going to cheat people of money, right?"

Wang Maoru said: "If you don't lie, I want him to lie to the country."

"Fraud the country?"

"Yes, cheating the Japanese, cheating Americans, cheating British, cheating French money." Wang Maoru smiled, "He wants to make a plan, let China set a plan for him to see if he dares to play big."

"Xiu Shuai, you... are too brave." Zhao Jiacheng said.

Wang Maoru smiled and said, "I'm not brave enough, how could I get to where I am today."

"That's true." Zhao Jiacheng said with a smile.

After having a working meal at noon, Wang Maoru felt relieved. He had nothing to do for the time being, so he asked the combat office to transfer a Japanese combat plan and simulated it on the sand table. As a result, China lost half of it and Japan occupied half, which made him very depressed. In this plan, the staff at the General Staff Headquarters unanimously affirmed Japan's war mobilization ability. Japanese soldiers were trained according to the squad leader. It can be said that although the Japanese army had only 320,000 people, if the army was extremely vicious, it could be expanded to 3.2 million. Of course, if the army was expanded in such a vicious manner, serious famine and even riots would occur in Japan.

"How many Japanese troops were there during World War II?" Wang Maoru recalled in his heart. He really couldn't remember it. He was a human brain, not a computer, and it was normal that he couldn't remember it, and he didn't carry a tripod with him. After the deduction failed, Wang Maoru went home with him with a stomach full of depression. Seeing Zhu Songjun sitting on the sofa, holding a child and listening to the song, but the ups and downs of Peking Opera really made Wang Maoru unable to bear it. Although it had been ten years in this time and space, Wang Maoru still couldn't love Peking Opera. He would rather listen to storytelling than listen to Peking Opera.

Seeing Wang Maoru come back, Zhu Songjun stood up and said, "Master, you are back."

"Don't call me master. It sounds awkward. Call me an official or a husband. If it really doesn't work, call me Xiusheng. You used to call me Brother Xiusheng, why don't you call me now?" Wang Maoru took Tongxi and picked it up. Tongxi was very happy and said in a silence: "Dad, I want to fly, I want to fly."

"Okay, Feifei." Wang Maoru threw it and threw it, making Tongxi giggle.

"You're throwing him, Brother Xiusheng." Songjun said anxiously.

"Haha, okay, then I won't throw it away."

Wang Maoru put down Tongxi, and Tongxi immediately stopped and shouted, "I want to fly, I want to fly."

"You little naughty bun, aren't you a girl, so naughty?" Wang Maoru put her on his neck and said, "Is it good to ride a big horse?"

"Okay, okay, Daddy is a big horse, charity! charity!" Tongxi danced with her hands and feet.

Wang Maoru happily played with his daughter. He accidentally forgot that Tongxi was on his head when he passed a door and knocked Tongxi's forehead on the door frame. Tongxi burst into tears and shouted: "Bad Dad, Bad Dad, you did it on purpose, hahaha..."

Wang Maoru and Songjun coaxed the child Tongxi while looking at each other, and couldn't help but be happy. Tongxi's forehead was filled with a big bag, which hurt so much. Seeing that her parents were still laughing, she was even more sad to cry, and shouted, "You don't love me, you don't want me." Songjun hurriedly coaxed her for a long time, and Tongxi stopped crying. She didn't want Wang Maoru to ride a horse and said that her father must have bullied her on purpose.

"Look at you, you're bullying even the children." Songjun said this on purpose while laughing.

"How can I blame me? It's just that people are careless and lose their feet." Wang Maoru replied immediately, and wanted to hug his daughter again. Tongxi hurriedly stopped him from hugging him, which made him very embarrassed.

At this moment, Feng Yinbin walked over with a serious look on his face. When Wang Maoru saw his expression, he knew something was important and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Mao Ziping, the commander of the Suzaku Legion, was assassinated and seriously injured. He is now rescued by the Shenyang Military Hospital." Feng Yinbin said.

"Mao Ziping was assassinated?" Wang Maoru clenched his fists and said angrily: "Who did it?" His anger at this time even exceeded that of his brother-in-law Urtai in an air crash, because for him, Mao Ziping had a greater role and was more important to him. Mao Ziping was one of the two legion commanders guarding the Northeast, and he was directly facing the Japanese. If he had something to do, it must be that the Japanese wanted to attack the Northeast.

But Japan was too anxious to take action, right? Let's start now? This was the tenth year of the Republic of China. Didn't the Japanese launch a war of aggression against China until the 20th year of the Republic of China and occupied the three northeastern provinces? Why did they take action now? This... this is not history. Then Wang Maoru beat himself up again, and he had already changed the historical changes beyond recognition. How could the Japanese follow the script of history? The Japanese could free up time and space to develop themselves at that time because China was in constant wars, without time to develop, and without time to unify. Japan's war of aggression against China came with the pace of Chinese unification. In the third year of the Northeast's change of flag, Japan officially invaded China, and the September 18th Incident occurred, and the Manchukuo was established.
Chapter completed!