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Zhu Nanjiang* drove to the patrol room on Xiafei Road by himself.

Yesterday afternoon Song Chenggeng approached him to "discuss important matters", but he was called out by the board of directors just after meeting.

In fact, even if Song Chenggeng didn't tell him, he still knew what was going on.

A while ago, the workers of the France-Shanghai Hydropower Company went on strike collectively to demand a wage increase. Both the newspaper and the Times published editorials supporting the strike, condemning the exploitation of workers by the French capitalists.

Although it is not uncommon for workers to riot in China, it is the first time that such a large-scale collective strike has taken place in the concession.De Voli, the director of the patrol room, was very busy with this matter. Knowing that Song Chenggeng had a good relationship with the Qing Gang, he put pressure on him, implying that if the strike cannot be resolved, gambling and smoking will be banned in the concession.

After all, the police station is a police station, and the gang cannot solve everything.At first, Song Chenggeng asked Zhu Nanjiang to collect a group of men to wear armbands with the French flag on them to hunt down workers and threaten them to resume work, but to no avail.After Luo Zhanyuan learned of this, he asked people to bribe the leader of the workers, one named Xu Jingshan, who offered to accept him as an apprentice and give him 300 yuan a month, but Xu was indifferent.

If the consulate is really in a hurry and bans gambling and smoking in the concession, it will cut off Luo Zhanyuan and others' source of income, which is absolutely unacceptable.But the strike continued every day, thousands of pairs of eyes inside and outside the concession were watching, and they didn't dare to use a knife or a gun.

Song Chenggeng found Zhu Nanjiang, just to discuss with him whether there is a way to suppress the strike by force, even if it can't be suppressed all at once, it would be better to settle the most violent leaders first.

"Can't you just grab it?"

Zhu Nanjiang has no experience in this kind of thing, especially with the consulate.He thinks Frenchies are hard to talk to.

"It's not easy to handle...the arrest of workers in Zhabei district is an order from the Nationalist government, so what are we?" Song Chenggeng took out a cigar from the chimney and lit it, "It's not easy for the labor bureau It’s too extreme, otherwise De Volley wouldn’t be able to embarrass me.”

"It's not easy for the Board of Directors to take care of it, so let the SAR court take care of it? Isn't Consul Albon himself an advisor to the court?"

"I can also speak to the SAR court, but why does the SAR court care about your strike workers?"

"What does the SAR court handle?"

"Tube……"

Song Chenggeng's hand holding the cigar stopped suddenly, and he narrowed his eyes to look at Zhu Nanjiang, and he slowly showed an unclear smile: "Okay, you, Xiaozhu."

"Ah?" Zhu Nanjiang didn't feel that he had said anything important.

"I'll think about this matter again...Of course, Mr. Luo has to ventilate in advance."

"Everything is done according to Mr. Song's orders."

"Okay, let's go back first, I will contact you then."

Zhu Nanjiang left the patrol room inexplicably, but still couldn't remember what he said.

Passing by a department store, he got off the car and bought a diamond tie clip, which was wrapped and sent to Xue Conghuai's home.

Last month, he and Xue Conghuai jointly opened a flour mill, and made a fortune without doing anything in a daze.He thought to himself that this person surnamed Xue did have some skills, or he was possessed by the God of Wealth.

The God of Wealth has to make a good offering.

When he was wandering in the department store, Tian Dongbao was galloping on his two-meter-wide Simmons bed with a cigarette in one hand.

Gu Lanting was trembling under him like a sieve, and the painful cries were suppressed in his throat intermittently.

"Is this what Zhu Nanjiang did to you?"

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A few days later, Song Chenggeng found Zhu Nanjiang again and told him to secretly arrange police officers to go to Xu Jingshan's home on Kangding Road to arrest people at the end of the month.

"I have already contacted the people in the inspection team, and imitated the style of the revolutionary party's leaflets, wrote words inciting the workers to strike, and hid them in Xu Jingshan's home. When the time comes, the police will send another policeman to martial law on Kangding Road, and the people in the inspection team will Go to his house and find the leaflets."

"Will the man be taken back to the patrol room after being arrested or...?"

"Send it directly to the SAR court. I will explain to the president that it is an arrest warrant issued by the Chinese government."

Zhu Nanjiang understood everything after hearing what he said.Workers in the concession area went on strike, and it was difficult for the Labor Board to manage it, and it was inconvenient for the national government to intervene.But if the strike turned out to be a political incident instigated by the revolutionary party, then it would be much easier to deal with. Any crime of endangering national order would be enough to sentence him to seven or eight years.

However, this matter is framed and framed, and it is not appropriate to mobilize a large number of people to operate.According to Song Chenggeng's instructions, Zhu Nanjiang first found out the route of Xu Jingshan's daily activities, and then waited for the opportunity, and waited until the month-end inspection team was ready before starting.

At this time, there are still a few days before the end of the month, and he has nothing to do, except for squatting every day, he just follows Xue Conghuai "cool".

These two days, Xue Conghuai has been extraordinarily attentive, saying that he knows a few good places with good goods, and he is satisfied.Zhu Nanjiang followed him, and found that the so-called good places were two Huayan restaurants, which were located in the busiest area of ​​Baxianqiao.

"How many places do you know? One peony hall is not enough for you to visit?"

"That's different. The peony hall is full of girls. Besides the girls, there are also husbands here."

"Master?"

"It's a rabbit."

——Oh, it's a place where you can play with both women and men.

Zhu Nanjiang was interested, but somehow he thought of Tian Dongbao, and felt that something was wrong.

"Do you know Tian Dongbao?"

"There is a little... er, business dealings."

"He introduced you here?"

"That's not..." Xue Conghuai categorically denied, "I'm already familiar with the boss here, if I knew you were interested in men, I..."

"Okay, okay." Zhu Nanjiang didn't care after asking, and had no intention of going deeper, "If you have any good stuff, please open my eyes!"

Xue Conghuai kept his lips clean, but he was actually very guilty.Although this smoke shop was opened by a man named Zhou Yaozu in name, the actual owner is Tian Dongbao.A few days ago, Tian Dongbao gave him a generous gift, and asked him to bring Zhu Nanjiang to walk around here when he had time, so as to give him the opportunity to "dispel the misunderstanding between the two of them."

Xue Conghuai thought it was a good thing, and it was a little effort to be a human being, so he agreed with a very "loyalty".Unexpectedly, Zhu Nanjiang's resentment towards Tian Dongbao seemed to be deeper than expected, and he suddenly regretted meddling in this business.

Zhu Nanjiang didn't think much about it.He has always been a person who enjoys himself in a timely manner, and he has come all the time, so there is no reason for him to be unhappy.

Ever since he slept with Gu Lanting, he seemed to have opened up, and suddenly realized the beauty of a man.

In the past, because he always remembered being teased when he was young, and humiliated by He Tingyu when he was older, he subconsciously felt that being touched by the same sex was an insult.

But it's different now.Just like Gu Lanting docilely accepting the favor under his body, the little princes in this smokehouse are all charming to him, as if it is a great honor to sleep with "Inspector Zhu".

——Obviously they are all beautiful and cute, but they still want to make a lowly gesture... Tsk tsk, once this beautiful person becomes cheap, he will become even more likable!

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