Xiao Zhenlei and Wu Shirong talked about it and walked back, when he was about to arrive at the warehouse, he said: "In the next few days, I will find someone to register the company, and the procedures will be completed, after the procedures are completed, I will inform you, you will come over and take the text to rent a house as an office location, temporarily rent a house first, and then build a building after Zhenhua Security Company makes money, after the company is established, you are the general manager, the deputy general manager and the department manager below, you consider writing a report to me, and I will appoint it when the time comes." Also, the company has rules and regulations, which is the same as running a gang, and the gang has the rules of the gang, right? If there is anything you don't understand, you can come and ask me, you remember one thing, Zhenhua Security Company is profitable, not a nursing home, not us raising those brothers, the gang also has financial resources, otherwise how can you afford to raise so many brothers? Right? I'll leave this matter to you, and I'll wait to see your results! ”

Wu Shirong nodded and agreed: "Okay, sir, I will try my best to do a good job!" ”

At this time, Xiao Zhenlei took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Wu Shirong and said: "There is a letter here, you send a clever brother to the hands of Pan Sunna, the consul of the French Consulate in Shanghai!" ”

"Consul of the French Consulate in Shanghai, Pansuna? He's a big man, ?????? in here." Wu Shirong took the envelope and looked at Xiao Zhenlei with some confusion.

Xiao Zhenlei thought about it for a while and said: "This Pan Sunna is indeed a big man, and the French Concession Board of Directors has to look at his face to do things, but he has some!" The handle fell into my hands, you also heard it just now, the three of them were the chief inspector of the French Capture House Mai Lan and asked them to secretly investigate me, that is to say, only Mai Lan is the one in the know, and we want to prevent the French Concession Patrol House from continuing to investigate this matter. The only way is to get rid of Mai Lan and let him step down and leave, I said that, you understand, right? ”

Wu Shirong nodded after hearing this. But there were still some doubts, "Sir." I kind of understand, but what I don't understand is that although you have some of Pan Sunna's handles, Pan Sunna is not Mei Lan's direct boss after all, and he doesn't seem to have the right to cross the board of directors to decide whether Mei Lan will stay or go, right? And as far as I can tell, it seems that the French consul has always had a bad relationship with the Board of Directors."

Xiao Zhenlei said with a smile: "What you said is true, the relationship between the previous French consuls in Shanghai and the French Concession Board of Directors is not very good, and many times they almost tear their faces, because the competition for the rights of the French Concession began with the establishment of the French Concession Board of Directors. The financial power and police power have always been in the hands of the French consul in Shanghai, and the general director, deputy general director and other directors of the public board of directors are all elected, but there are also many people who have served in the position of directors for several terms, and have cultivated many descendants and die-hard elements within the public board of directors, such directors are real power figures, and the consul in Shanghai sometimes appoints directors themselves, but the appointed directors are boycotted by other directors, and the public board often vetoes the consul's proposals, resulting in the deepening contradiction between the consul in Shanghai and the public board of directors. They quarreled with each other in this way, but the financial and police power were in the hands of the consul in Shanghai, so if the directors of the public board of directors wanted to have more power, they had to take over the financial power and police power from the consul in Shanghai. However, the command of the patrol room has always been held by the consul in Shanghai, and the consul in Shanghai will certainly not give up power, so there have been many times when the consul in Shanghai has announced the dissolution of the board of directors on the grounds that the board of directors has exceeded its authority. The formation of the Provisional Committee, which is why I have to talk to Pansuna. Because only he can decide whether Mai Lan will go or stay, and only he has the right to let the law arrest house no longer investigate us! ”

After Xiao Zhenlei explained. Wu Shirong understood the reason, he put away the envelope and nodded: "So that's the case, okay, I understand, I will find someone to deliver the letter to Pan Sunna's hand!" ”

There was not only stationery in the envelope, but also a small notebook, on which was Xiao Zhenlei's transcription of several records of Madie's sending money to Pan Sunna, which was originally hidden by him, but he did not copy all the records, only copied a part, and these were enough for Pan Sunna to pay attention.

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Consulate of France in Shanghai.

At the door stood two French soldiers with bayonet rifles, while a Chinese coachman pulled a rickshaw pulled up nearby, and he slowly walked towards the consulate gate with his hands in his short pockets.

He walked back and forth at the door a few times, and finally caught the attention of the two French soldiers standing guard at the door, one of whom stepped forward with a rifle and pointed at the coachman and shouted in French: "Hey, what are you doing?" Idle people are not allowed to wander around here, and if there is nothing to do, leave quickly, otherwise I will be rude to you, go quickly! ”

The coachman was startled when he saw this, and hurriedly waved his arm and said, "Eh, don't shoot, don't shoot, I'm here to deliver the letter!" ”

"Go away, go away, do you hear me?" The French soldiers did not understand what the coachman was saying, and only thought that he had come to make trouble, so they immediately drove him away.

When the coachman saw that the French soldier drove him away, he immediately reached out and took something out of his pocket, and the French soldier thought that he was pulling out a weapon, and hurriedly aimed his rifle at the coachman, but he did not expect that the driver took out a letter.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot, I'm here to deliver the letter, really, you see, it's this letter, it's for your consul!"

After seeing the driver take out the letter, the French soldier put away his rifle and took the letter, only to see that the envelope was written in French Consul Pan Suna received, it turned out that Xiao Zhenlei had long thought that the letter would be delivered to the sentry first, and the sentry was French, not necessarily understanding Chinese, but French could still be understood, so when he wrote the letter, even the envelope was written in French.

"Is it a letter to Mr. Consul? Who told you to send the letter? The soldier asked.

Where can the coachman understand? The same words could only be repeated in succession, and with gesturing, the French sentry got impatient and waved his hand to the coachman to signal that he could go, and the coachman immediately pulled the rickshaw away.

The soldier took the letter and sent it to Pansuna's secretary, who took the letter and went to Pansuna's office, "Mr. Consul! ”

Pan Sunna is just a temporary chargé d'affaires, and he has not yet turned into a regular agent, but he still tries to make himself more dignified, and Zhengse said: "Is there something wrong?" ”

"Yes, Mr. Consul, the guard outside the door has sent a letter addressed to you!" The secretary said and placed the letter on the desk.

Pan Sunna picked up the envelope and looked at it, it was indeed written to him, so he waved his hand: "Okay, you go out first!" ”

"Yes, sir!"

After the secretary left, Pansuna opened the envelope with a paper cutter, pulled out the contents, there was folded stationery, and a brand new little notebook, he thought about it and decided to read the letter first.

"Dear Mr. Pansona, I have to regret to tell you, you have a handle in my hand, do you want to know what it is? Of course, you can open this little book and take a look at it to know what I mean by handle, if you think that this thing has no effect on you at all after reading the little book, you can light a match and burn it, if you feel necessary, you can have an interview with me, tomorrow at ten o'clock in the morning, meet at the Heart Café, then you will know who I am! ”

The letter is very short, but the meaning of what is to be said is basically clear, Pan Sunna is very angry, no one has ever threatened him in this way, he is angry after reading the letter, hum, I want to see what I write in this little book!

After opening the notebook, Pansuna turned to the first page, only to see that it read: "At 10 p.m. on January 29, 1909, I met Pansuna in his apartment, and his wife and son were also at home. In his study, there were only two of us, and according to Pan Sunna's request in advance, I handed him a silver ticket of 80,000 taels of silver, which was the money for January, and I would have to give the same amount of money to him every month on behalf of the other members of the Board of Directors, in exchange for his support for our Board of Directors, and he threatened to dissolve the Board of Directors if we did not give him the same amount of money on time??????? Madiere, General Director of the Board of Directors of the French Concession, written at 11:35 p.m. on January 29, 1909."

After reading the first page, Pan Sunna only felt a "buzz" in his brain, as if he had been in a state of being in a state for a long time, and he didn't know anything, his face turned pale after he woke up, and he numbly turned the second page, which read: "At 9 o'clock in the evening of February 28, 1909, in room 405 of the Huizhong Hotel, I handed over the silver ticket of 80,000 taels of silver to Pan Sunna?????? Madiere, General Director of the Board of Directors of the French Concession, written at 11 p.m. on February 28, 1909."

Seeing this, Pansuna still doesn't understand what of his handles hold in other people's hands, this is a terrible thing, don't look at this thing is just written by Madie, but the content on it is too detailed, detailed enough to kill him and Madière. And the people who know about this matter are not only him and Madie, there must be other directors who know, because the money for each bribe is not made by Madière alone, if the investigation is serious, Madière is definitely not the only one who can testify at that time, this thing is simply a powder keg, once it is stabbed to the outside world, it will definitely kill a group of people, and his Pansuna's crime is definitely the heaviest.

"Damn bastard, who's that? Who is so bold as to threaten me? If I had known who had done it, I would have torn him to shreds! And damn Madiere, this bastard writes down such a damn thing! ”

Pansuna lost his temper in the office, and everything in the office was smashed, and the whole office was in shambles.

The secretary pushed the door and saw that the room was full of mess and asked, "Sir??????

"Who let you in? Get out! ”

After driving away the secretary, Pansuna sat down in his chair with a decadent face, "Damn it, damn it, oh, God forgive me for my sins, what should I do?" (To be continued......) R1292