After the matter was done, He Shunqing returned to the office and saw Sun Futang standing by the window all the time staring.

Sun Futang asked him: "Since you can think of this idea, it would be the same to ask Xiao Guixiang to come a few days earlier." ”

He Shunqing shook his head and explained: "I can't believe those who eat Tangzi dinner." ”

Sun Futang understood that he was thoughtful, and he was even more relieved about this plan. With a long sigh of relief, he continued to say something else.

There was a few knocks on the door, breaking the conversation between the two.

He Shunqing walked over and turned the doorknob, was stunned for a moment, and then turned around and whispered, "Old Sun, it's Vice President Chen who is here." ”

Vice President Chen Wei didn't even have time to say hello, so he squeezed in through the crack in the door, and said in an almost pleading tone: "Old Sun, the method of suspending the exchange has changed, and the banknotes of the customs, salt affairs, and railways are allowed to be cashed as usual. So you see, on the one hand, the Federation of Business and Stocks ......"

Sun Futang raised a hand and shook it weakly.

He Shunqing understood, bowed slightly, and gently retreated.

Without waiting for Chen Wei to continue, Sun Futang reluctantly sat up straight, pointed his finger on the table, and asked himself: "Increase taxes, borrow debts, and issue banknotes." In addition, does Yuan Shikai have any other way to solve the problem of financial exhaustion? ”

Chen Wei's belly lobbying had to be pressed for the time being. Shaking his head, he sat down in a chair and sighed heavily: "I can't trust the local government to raise taxes; Borrowing debts, you can't trust the central government. ”

Seeing that he understood everything, Sun Futang raised his hand to signal that he didn't have to say any more: "It's not that I don't want to understand your two sides of the mediation mind, but can the current crisis be safely overcome by mutual understanding?" In my opinion, it is better to take advantage of the fact that the suspension has eased down, and then concentrate on a little cash. This turmoil cannot simply be regarded as subsided. As he spoke, Fu got up again and walked to the window, staring blankly at the newly renovated bank door, and suddenly laughed helplessly, "I think it's better to hire someone to hire a door repairer, maybe in the next few months, we can still use it." With that, he straightened his back, picked up the coat hanging on the hanger, put it on all the way, and picked up his cane to go out.

"Old Sun, where are you going?" Chen Wei hurriedly followed behind and asked.

Sun Futang didn't stop, shook his coat, cheered up, and replied with full confidence: "Go to the president, find the prime minister, and find the finance minister!" If the Bank of China is gone, I will be a bodyguard for them so that I can earn a few coffin books. ”

When He Shunqing heard this, his eyelids jumped a few times, and he staggered out without waiting to stand firm: "Uncle Mother, I'll ...... too"

Sun Futang slowed down, turned around and straightened He Shunqing's crooked bow tie, and asked in a low voice, "Do you know why you don't need to go through the experience step by step from the bottom?" ”

He Shunqing straightened his back, took a breath, and pursed his lips: "Because you don't have your own people by your side." ”

Sun Futang nodded heavily, patted him on the shoulder, took a step back, and commanded with a serious face: "Then stay and do what your own people should do." He shut up and walked away without looking back.

Looking at the back of him leaving, He Shunqing suddenly sighed. I have been working in this place for more than a year, and I have never noticed that the corridor of the original headquarters is so narrow, so dark, and so long.

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On the other side, Song Yufang, who was in shock, was always worried in her heart, and she couldn't sit still.

The car drove to a silk village in Xihuying, and Uncle Chang asked Song Yufang to get out of the car and went in to choose a few materials.

Song Yufang found that she was taken to the front door, and she was extremely afraid of meeting any acquaintances, so she wrapped her coat hard, and then pressed the brim of her hat, trying to hide the whole person.

When it was time to pay the bill, Uncle Chang reminded Song Yufang that the blank envelope He Shunqing gave before contained banknotes.

Song Yufang nodded, closed her eyes and took a deep breath, tried her best to control her hands not to tremble, and handed over the things in her pocket.

The shopkeeper took it, and he didn't open it to see the number of tickets, but nodded and accepted it.

Song Yufang saw them negotiating in such a secret way, and she looked at Uncle Chang a little differently. This driver is probably not an ordinary worker, but a confidant who can entrust important tasks.

After returning to the car, Uncle Chang drove Song Yufang to the direction of Xinjiekou for a big circle.

Song Yufang thought that probably the letter was handed over, and the matter would be completed. Surrounded by an anonymous urgency and fear for a long time, she moved her muscles and bones back and forth, and relaxed her body.

After a moment's rest, her mind cleared. After recalling the whole thing, I feel more and more that what I helped today may not be a small favor, and even involves confidentiality.

In terms of such a relationship, if he asks Uncle Chang for some news, he should not lose face.

After making up his mind, he tried it: "That, Uncle Chang...... Do you know what the newspaper says about the suspension order? ”

Uncle Chang's eyes looked in the rearview mirror, and then he got straight to the point: "Miss Song, I probably know what you want to ask me." Because I drove for the old man and the young master, I often bumped into people who asked me about it. To tell you the truth, our master and the young master are all the best people, and there are not so many twists and turns. The two of them have no interest in politics at all, and only want to practice the new method of the modern silver trumpet in their hearts. I can't say, and I may not be able to learn that tongue. ”

"I see." Song Yufang frowned and groaned, leaned forward, and asked urgently, "However, they will encounter a lot of difficulties, right?" ”

Uncle Chang smiled and nodded in agreement: "That's natural." But Miss Song doesn't have to worry, they are all the most capable people, and there is always a way. Of course, if Miss Song could put on a little arrogant posture, lean back safely, and be as spirited as Mrs. Guan, they would be less troubled. ”

Song Yufang didn't understand this at first, and when she thought about it deeply, she became nervous. She subconsciously wanted to look out the window to see if someone was following. But after another analysis, I am not myself at this time, so won't people cause trouble when they see it? He immediately hid back.

When Uncle Chang saw it, he nodded secretly, and said in his heart, no wonder He Shunqing dared to hand over this matter to this female student, and he was really very perceptive. He smiled and suggested: "Lowering the hat a little more is also good for yourself." ”

Song Yufang nodded and did as she was told.

By the time they had finished their circle, it was almost dark.

Uncle Chang sent Song Yufang, who had changed his clothes, to Banzhang Hutong, and when he saw that it was still early, and it happened to be near the front door, he went around to Rouge Hutong by the way. I found a cart puller at the mouth, gave him the money for a ride, asked him to send the newly bought materials to the No. 10 courtyard, and told the cousin of the family that it was sent from Xihuying by Young Master He of the Bank of China. He himself took the suit of cloth and took the people with him.

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Back home, Song Yufang hurriedly closed the street door, covered her beating heart, and gasped against the door.

The pent-up fear doubled back, causing her to whimper unconsciously.

When it happens, curiosity trumps all and seems fearless. But after the matter passed, she was afraid to think of a sentence that knew people and faces, but did not know their hearts.

Fortunately, God willing, I finally arrived home safely now.

At this time, Mrs. Song's voice came from the kitchen: "Why did you come back without a letter?" ”

Song Yufang quickly stood up straight, combed her hair with her hand, and walked over to open the door curtain.

I saw Song Ziming standing in the kitchen with a small burden, covered in dust, presumably just arrived home.

Song Yufang said inside: "Dad, Mom, I'm back." ”

Song Ziming bowed slightly at her, then took out the money bag from his pocket, and said to Mrs. Song: "Yesterday, the school paid the salary owed for the first two months, and I was afraid that the family rations would not be enough, so I was in a hurry to send it back first." ”

Mrs. Song took it and opened it, and counted it silently, with no joy or displeasure on her face. looked at Song Yufang again, and asked Song Ziming with a pout: "By the way, did you see the letter sent to you by your daughter?" The Bank of China is recruiting female staff, and she went to the exam last week. ”

Song Yufang saw her father looking at her, so she nodded silently.

"See." Song Ziming put down his burden, poured himself a cup of tea, and did not express too much opinion on this matter. just waved his hand at Song Yufang, as if he had something to say to Mrs. Song alone.

Song Yufang nodded, and went to the house to put down the schoolbag first. looked at the homework that his younger brother Song Jinfang was writing again, and his eyes peeked in the direction of the kitchen from time to time.

There is a saying that husband and wife are enemies in the previous life, and it is probably most appropriate to use it on her parents. She recalled Song Ziming's desire to speak just now, and she was really a little uneasy, so she walked over lightly and eavesdropped on what was being said through the wall.

"I've only taken two days off, and I'll be leaving tomorrow afternoon. Or...... Tomorrow morning, let's go to the big wooden warehouse together as a family and kowtow. ”

"I won't go, I have already knocked when I asked the third uncle to borrow money."

With just these two sentences, Song Yufang understood everything in her heart. It's nothing more than that Song Ziming thinks that he has turned over a few foreign goods from his relatives, and he naturally wants to thank him after the difficulty. In addition, the old lady lives there, so she should say hello to the old man by the way. However, if Mrs. Song has already eaten a stomach, where is she willing to go on a second trip?

Song Yufang was worried that her stubborn father would have to go again and chatter about Mrs. Song, so she quickly lifted the curtain and went in, and said, "Dad, let's go." In my opinion, Jinfang doesn't have to ask for leave. It's more than half of the semester, and if you don't stare at him and read some books hard, your transcript shouldn't look good. ”

Mrs. Song scooped water from the water tank and boiled it on the stove, with a knowing smile on the corner of her mouth.

Song Ziming pondered for a long time, and then acquiesced.

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Song Yufang, who took the matter on herself, was called a righteous and awe-inspiring man when she was a hero, but when she stood at the door of the old mansion the next day, she was timid again.

Song Ziming walked a few steps and didn't see her follow, so he quickly turned back and complained: "It's quite a big person, walking procrastinating, what does it look like!" Hurriedly, the porter went in to report the news, and we didn't go in for a long time, so what did I say? ”

Song Yufang twisted her body, and the boss reluctantly went inside.