Somewhere in Chongqing, this is an office, and there are several middle-aged men sitting in it, each of them wearing a Mao suit, a gold ring on his hand, a cigar cigarette between his fingers, and his hair meticulously combed.

"I believe that a few of you have already received the telegram, and Master Tian will not deceive us on this matter, of course, I believe that you know more about the personality of that crazy man.

That man is a madman who does what he says, and if we don't follow his ideas, I guess not only will the committee be angry, but I'm afraid it will take more than a dozen people.

I also believe that none of you want to die, so don't negotiate terms with that Li madman, just donate money and materials honestly, and by the way, restrain the people under your hands not to stretch out a hand this time, these things must all reach the hands of the refugees, otherwise what kind of thing that Li crazy man will do, no one can guess.

I won't stop you from dying if you want to, but I hope you don't drag me to die, after all, Lao Tzu hasn't lived enough! ”

This middle-aged man is a son of the country, his face looks like he is in his 40s, he should be a big official, and he can be regarded as a principal, so he showed his attitude at this time.

So the pot exploded around, with some against and some in favor.

Those who oppose it think that these people don't need to be afraid of Li Feng's mud legs at all, and they have two or three thousand people in their hands, so it's amazing? Which of them doesn't have a few divisions under his command?

If it's a big deal, let's fight and see who's better.

Those who agree think that spending money to eliminate disasters is very good, of course, it is more likely that they have suffered losses from Li Feng more than once, so this time they are afraid.

Just when everyone was arguing, suddenly a person walked in, and everyone immediately held their breath, because this person seemed to be a close confidant of the commission.

The person who came had no military rank, but was wearing a Mao suit, with a harmonious smile on his face, stood in front of everyone, and said slowly:

"Let me explain to you, this time I hope you can donate money and materials, after all, the problem of relief food becoming military food is really bad!"

This sounds a bit interesting, and the committee hopes that everyone can donate food, so should everyone donate?

In fact, the meaning of the commission is obvious, that is, I will take the lead in donating a little, and by the way, I will mobilize my descendants to donate a little more, and you will do the rest.

If I'm in a good mood, then I'm good, everyone, if this matter still can't be suppressed, I'm not good, then don't think about it, it's not impossible to take a few people out and lose their heads.

Everyone here is like a dumb person eating Coptis chinensis, and they can't say it, and they hate that dead fat man in their hearts, what kind of food are you robbing if it's okay?

Those poor rods are treated by you like that? What's in it for you that they get rich? Isn't it good to take them to do it, honestly be an official like us and continue to squeeze the poor and exploit them?

The exploiting people will never be able to experience the suffering of the exploited, or they will be exploited before, and the direction of their mental efforts is not to liberate others, but to overthrow the previous group of exploiters and become new exploiters themselves.

This cannot be called a revolution, because the essence has not changed, but it is only a group of people who have overthrown another group of people, and a group of poor people who have become new landlords.

Now the voices of the media from all walks of life are very clear, that is, this person must be saved, but will there be another case of embezzlement of food?

Li Feng is very busy now, or the two radio stations he vacated are very busy, and a group of reporters arranged the order by drawing lots, and quickly sent back the content they wanted to report word by word.

Wang Jing is smarter, I don't know where to get a radio station, and then use this radio station as her own private radio station, and send all the news.

In less than two days, all walks of life exploded, originally they thought that the Eighth Route Army was doing something to grab grain, but they did not expect that there were so many twists and turns, and they dared to be officials who wanted to embezzle these grains, and then sell them at a high price for personal gain.

For a while, there was a tide of scolding from all walks of life, and there was even a trend of demonstrations, but I didn't expect that at this time, Chongqing suddenly announced that it would hold a meeting to donate grain.

The meeting was very simple, and it began with a donation of a lot of food from some big officials, but not in their name, but from some big families, using their reputation.

There's no way, I often pretend to have eaten the last meal and not the next meal, if I donate tens of thousands of catties of food at this time, what should all walks of life think of these officials?

Although they have no face, the more shameless people are, the more they want face, so they can only donate these grains in the name of donations.

After all, the newspaper reporters still have a general understanding, and they believe that the most important task at the moment is to help the refugees, and as for the corrupt officials, we will talk about it next.

The reporters' pen power is amazing, calling on people from all walks of life to donate money and materials, and for a while, the central army in Henan is thinking about whether they can get some money from it this time?

But the boss spoke directly, this time they couldn't get anything out of it, and if they were discovered, they would be severely punished.

"Why, teacher? If you don't get some benefit from this, how can the brothers live? A lieutenant colonel was a little displeased, and asked his teacher, who was now also very angry with a black face, and scolded unhappily:

"You ask Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu asks, who is going? And let me tell you, this time the person in charge of the grain escort is our Central Army, yes, but the people who received the grain were the Eighth Road and the reporters.

You say that if there is less food, these eight roads will let us go? ”

What is the saying? After pinching the pigskin, there will be a layer of oil left in their hands, but this time they just take off the pigskin, and the person who really pinched the pigskin is the Eighth Route Army, if anyone really dares to embezzle from it, it is estimated that the Eighth Route Army will make this matter even bigger.

"Why is that? Obviously we donated food, why should we let those Tubalu people distribute to the refugees? In the end, the one who thanked Tu Ba Lu was still the one who did nothing, so didn't we do useless work? ”

The people in the Central Army are very angry, but unfortunately they can only endure it now when they are angry, because this time the donation of food is just a helpless move, hoping to exchange these grains for some people's lives.

A certain dead fat man pit a lot of people this time, originally they thought that they had the chance to win this time, and they could frame the Eighth Route Army for looting food, but they didn't expect to be made by the other party to get off the stage, if it wasn't for Chongqing to come up with a way to donate food in time, it is estimated that many people will die this time, and at least there will be many people who will have no face in the future.

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