Chapter 90: Collecting Money

Zhou Qinghe chatted with Secretary Wang very pleasantly.

As a confidential secretary, Wang Shiji knows too much about the secrets of the upper echelons, and when he can listen to the story, Zhou Qinghe can listen to it for a few days and nights.

Wang Shiji has been a secretary for so many years, and his tone is naturally tight, but now that he is in this situation, he also knows that his life will not be long.

It's rotten, whatever you want.

The main thing is that it doesn't matter.

Counting on people from outside to save him, it is better to count on this Section Chief Zhou to make a great contribution, so that he can live more comfortably in the following time.

"Section Chief Zhou, I don't ask for much, whatever you want to hear, I'll tell you, I just want three meals to be served on time, there is meat, vegetarian and milk, and then there is a bed to sleep on, take two books to pass the time, this is not too much to ask, right?"

Wang Shiji took it for granted, and this requirement was not high.

Zhou Qinghe smiled and rewarded him with three meals a day of fried meat on bamboo boards.

Traitors are more hateful than Japanese spies.

At least the Japanese were fighting for their own country's aggressive intentions.

Why are you fighting for gambling money, and I still have to give you meat to eat?

I really have sweet dreams.

"I want a secretary, how can I only have a few hundred yuan, it must be that the stolen money has not been explained clearly, and I will fight."

"Section Chief Zhou, Section Chief Zhou, you can't treat me like this, ah~"

The screams dimmed as the door to the interrogation room closed.

Zhou Qinghe took the corruption clues he confessed to the director's office and presented them to Boss Dai.

The clues of corruption are hearsay, there are many without evidence, and those are useless, so he has no time to verify these things.

The Executive Yuan has its own Supervision Yuan, and when the time comes, let them check it themselves.

Speaking of which, the Supervision Yuan is under the jurisdiction of Xu Fayin, the son of law, so it's good to leave it to him.

There are three people who have clear clues to inquire, and these three are the key points.

A deputy minister of communications, a director of the secretary's office, and a director of the Nanjing Police Department.

"Director, this is the final list."

Zhou Qinghe entered the office and handed over the main things.

Boss Dai crossed out a name after reviewing it, and then handed the record back.

"Qinghe, you remember, dealing with corruption is different from dealing with the Japanese, the Japanese we can judge whatever we want, and there will not be a few people above to help speak.

But these people must have conclusive evidence, either if they don't shoot, they will have to hit the snake seven inches until they are killed, otherwise they will be easily bitten by the snake.

Be quick and have enough evidence before the other party reacts. ”

The people who can do this position have a lot of energy behind them, and everything has to go down.

"Yes, my subordinates understand."

Zhou Qinghe glanced at Boss Dai's operation, oh? The head of the secretary's office was crossed out.

Qincha's name is obtained, but Zhou Qinghe doesn't have to bow down to everything.

Just let Wang Yong investigate this matter.

He estimated that he would have to show up in the end, Wang Yong's level as a team leader was still too low, and he was not qualified to catch the hall chief or something.

walked to the door of the intelligence department and shouted Wang Yong.

"You go check these two people, don't let them find out, especially the director of this police department, there are a lot of subordinates, don't overturn in the gutter."

The threads are all there, and it's a matter of touching the melons.

"Remember, the main thing is that the money needs to be verified." Zhou Qinghe gave him a look in a low voice.

How could Wang Yong not understand, once he was born and twice cooked, he smiled immediately: "Section chief, don't worry, I know that he is rich when I look at these two people." ”

Director of the National Police Agency, how much can you charge for protection money alone? It's a mountain of gold.

Deputy Minister of Communications, not to mention, radiating the whole country, which is naturally indispensable for supply.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you, find me in time if you have trouble."

Zhou Qinghe patted him on the shoulder, and was about to leave, when the office door of the head of the intelligence section diagonally opposite opened.

Zhang Junshuo walked out, saw Zhou Qinghe and smiled, walked over and said, "Have a task?" ”

"Yes, the commissioner instructed to investigate a case of corruption."

Zhang Junshuo had a part in this case, but he didn't participate in the interrogation, and Zhou Qinghe didn't hide it, and briefly talked about the situation.

In the end, it is the section chief, and with the people under him, he has to give people a good face.

Zhang Junshuo nodded thoughtfully after hearing this, and smiled at the room, "Are you free, let's talk a few words." ”

"Of course I am." Zhou Qinghe entered with a smile, swept the furnishings in the room and wondered: "Why don't you change things?" ”

He was very familiar with this room, after all, it was Zeng Haifeng's original office.

The furnishings in this are still the same as Zeng Haifeng at the beginning, and the new section chief has not changed a piece of furniture when he takes office.

"It's good." Zhang Junshuo leaned on the table, his hands in his pockets and smiled indifferently.

"Short on money?" Zhou Qinghe asked with raised eyebrows.

"I can't hide anything from Section Chief Zhou, when the secret service was the hardest, I was a poor stationmaster in Beiping for a few years, and when I came to Nanjing, I was squatting in a bitter kiln, and I didn't catch up with it when I was good."

Zhang Junshuo smiled helplessly: "I only knew when I came out to rent a house, what is the current price of goods, I'm not afraid of your jokes, my pocket is cleaner than my face, and my whole body doesn't add up to a hundred yuan." ”

The meaning was very clear, Zhou Qinghe thought for a little and nodded: "You are indeed unlucky." ”

It's not impossible to let Zhang Junshuo get a piece of the pie.

In the final analysis, the anti-corruption matter is a job that offends people, and the relationship between the upper echelons in Nanjing is chaotic and inbreeding is serious.

Who knows which big man's bed will be the sister-in-law of the person being investigated?

It's not impossible to have a wife.

Wang Yong's level is low, and it will be difficult to deal with this matter, and let Zhang Junshuo charge, it will be much safer.

This guy is a veteran stationmaster, and his mind must be heavier than Wang Yonglai.

And with him in front, the eyes of hatred will not be on Wang Yong at that time.

"Wang Yong." Zhou Qinghe called Wang Yong in.

"You check the deputy minister of the Ministry of Communications, and the head of the National Police Department, Section Chief Zhang, to investigate personally." After Zhou Qinghe finished speaking, he gave Zhang Junshuo an inquiring look.

Zhang Junshuo smiled and nodded.

Wang Yong nodded: "Yes." ”

"Thank you." Zhang Junshuo smiled.

"You're welcome."

Zhou Qinghe patted him and walked out to tell Wang Yong.

"You have some men over there and go to the ballroom to keep an eye on a woman."

Since there is no need to check the two big shots, forty people should not be idle, and half of them will be used to stare at the Japanese woman Meiraiko.

"Don't alarm her, find out her upper and lower lines, and besides, this woman's level of force is not low, and her anti-tracking ability should not be low, be careful."

"Understood."

After explaining their affairs, Zhou Qinghe also had to be busy with the business in his hands.

Back in the office, he called Huang Yueqin from the nursing school.

Gu Zhiyan wants to insert six doctors and dozens of nurses over there.

The nurse was easy to solve, and gave advice to Boss Dai at that time, and now the nurse has been training with him.

It's these six doctors who still have to find a way to integrate perfectly.

At present, the practical teaching of the hospital is about to begin, and it is urgent to wait.

"Hey, Mr. Huang, I'm Zhou Qinghe, you told me last time that there are a few doctors who want to enter the government department, and I happen to have time to go to the Central Hospital, you let them come for further study, I will test the level of testing, and I will stay if the level is good. Well, okay, let them report to the surgery, and I'll get you in touch okay. ”

Make another call to Su Weiyong, saying that someone has entrusted the relationship, and we can just practice together.

After eating breakfast and lunch, estimating that the physical fitness of the training ground in the morning was almost over, Zhou Qinghe drove to the training ground.

By the time he arrived, the lunch was almost over.

"Gather everyone together." Zhou Qinghe walked to the center of the playground.

"Yes, sir!"

"Assemble!"

At the end of the seven-day initial training, these medical students were reborn.

There was no longer a procrastination on his body, and as soon as he received the order, a group of people who were supposed to be eating ran out of the cafeteria quietly and quickly.

Line up neatly and hold your head high.

There were a lot of people, 52 medical students, plus 72 nurses, there should have been 104 nurses, but 32 of them would rather go without subsidies and live or die than participate in physical training.

Then let her go.

Anyway, the people who should stay are kicking her, and she can't kick them away.

Zhou Qinghe didn't talk nonsense and went straight to the point.

"The seven-day training camp is over! The first phase of training is complete! ”

"Next is the second stage, surgical skills training!"

Zhou Qinghe glanced at the medical student and smiled gently: "Don't want to go?" ”

The medical student shouted with a straight face: "Yes! ”

"Then why don't you look excited at all?" Zhou Qinghe smiled playfully: "Laugh." ”

The medical students stiffened their faces and did not dare to smile.

Digging a pit was enough once, and that time it added three kilometers.

Zhou Qinghe's face was pale: "Change clothes in eight minutes, and set off in ten minutes!" ”

"Yes!"

"Disbanded."

I can finally go to the hospital!

The cheers came out all at once.

This moment was liberated, from the students to the camp, although it was only a short seven days, but from the school every day home, to this sudden all-day closure, this identity change is actually quite big.

The change in temperament is also quite big, such as female classmates, in school, they are all walking, lotus steps move lightly, and now they are wearing military training uniforms, which is running fast and has a refreshing atmosphere.

It's just that, watching the medical students running towards the dormitory building with their chatter, Zhou Qinghe shook his head.

What's so fun about going to the hospital?

In the hospital, Su Weiyong has already made preparations.

Eight operating rooms are fully open, and simple surgeries have been postponed from a week ago to today.

I'm afraid that Zhou Qinghe can't be busy alone, counting himself, there are seven other surgeons on standby.

If this were someone else, how could these surgeons in the central hospital be so obedient.

occupies the operating room, is still on standby, and scolds him to death.

But when I heard it, it was Zhou Qinghe.

It's a trivial matter, and being idle is also idle.

"Has the patient communicated?"

Zhou Qinghe arrived with the students.

Su Weiyong nodded: "I told them that there will be a surgeon watching, and the operation fee is free." ”

Free is the biggest killer, and if you want these medical students to get started as soon as possible, Zhou Qinghe has to think of some crooked tricks.

In these years, the poor people can't afford to see a doctor, at most they go to a small clinic to see, take some medicine to eat, and a big hospital, that is, when they see the gorgeous door, they feel very expensive, and they dare not enter.

Otherwise, where would the high salaries of doctors come from?

"What about the surgery schedule?" Zhou Qinghe asked.

"Here." Su Weiyong handed over a form, which registered today's surgical arrangements in each operating room.

Zhou Qinghe swept his eyes, for him, it was all a simple thing.

But now, as long as it is an operation, it is a major operation, such as cutting the appendix, which is to disembowel.

"Luckily, there is an appendix, which is not something that can be scheduled to be available, who will be in charge? In this case, there is no fast hand and slow hand. ”

Zhou Qinghe raised his head and swept towards the students.

Solo?

The students who were laughing and perceiving the familiar atmosphere of the hospital just now widened their eyes.

"Are we the main swordsman?"

They thought they were going to do it first or something.

This is the main knife?

Although they have come to the hospital for internship, it is impossible for them to have a mobile phone experience, and there are few opportunities for stitching.

Never had a master.

A little panicked.

"What are you afraid of, we are watching."

Zhou Qinghe smiled lightly: "It's all like this, who hasn't had the first time, and, to be honest, you haven't fantasized that you can be the main knife sooner?" Impossible. ”

The boy smiled embarrassedly, fantasizing about it, of course, as a medical student, who hasn't imagined standing in front of the stage with a scalpel.

I always look forward to this day coming sooner.

But now

I really want to operate on a living person, but I feel uneasy.

After all, that's a person.

"Ugh."

Zhou Qinghe sighed, "How many corpses have I found for you?" How many appendices have you touched? Haven't had enough? ”

"If you don't think you can do it, go back and touch the corpse, and if you can do it, you can stay."

Zhou Qinghe didn't talk nonsense with them, he only had five months of training, not to mention an appendix, and there were a bunch of surgeries to learn from gunshot wounds and cannon wounds.

Those who can go up, and those who can't go down.

The world is like this, and it is necessary to have talents who can withstand the pressure.

The surgical skill points can be average, just enough, but the mentality must be good.

The boy was still struggling with mental construction, and someone spoke.

"I'll come."

Zhou Qinghe immediately looked over, yo, He Linna.

Dean He's niece has a lot of contact with affairs, and she will indeed be a little bolder.

"Then you come, I'll give you a platform."

"This opportunity is fleeting."

Zhou Qinghe glanced at the boy and slapped the notebook in his hand into his arms: "Now you only have hemorrhoids to do." ”

The corners of the boy's mouth twitched, looking at the elated He Lin, and he felt that regret came so quickly.

"The first time you do it, don't rush, it's okay to take your time."

Zhou Qinghe stood beside He Lin and comforted her.

He Lin nodded, clenched his fists and loosened them, exhaled, picked up the knife, looked forward and recalled the whole process of the operation, nodded at Zhou Qinghe, and began to go under the knife.

A knife was slashed, and a five-centimeter wound appeared.

At the same time as they started, several other operating rooms also began their journey.

It's all some minor surgeries, and the main thing is to practice your hands and find out what it's like to be a doctor first.

Zhou Qinghe's main arrangement is a small problem with a large amount and too many poor people, even if it is usually endured, now that it is free, all kinds of strange diseases have popped up.

But there are so many operating rooms, some people are doing surgery, and more people don't have to do it, so they can only watch, so anxious, I really want to get started.

An hour and a half later, He Lin came out.

"How? Did it work? A classmate immediately asked.

He Lin gave him a strange look: "Do you think Professor Zhou will fail?" ”

The classmate pondered, as if he had asked a stupid question.

"What's it like to have an operation?" There were also others who asked with a curious smile.

Then they saw He Lin close his eyes, his shoulders collapsed, and he exhaled a long breath, as if the whole person was relaxed.

After waiting for a while, he closed his eyes and said, "That's how it feels." ”

"Comfortable."

“.”

The life of 897 began.

Gone is the feeling of comfort, only busy.

Compared to the training at the training ground, the mental concentration of the surgery was high, and the students suddenly felt that the seven days on the training ground were actually quite happy.

Things in the hospital were on the right track, and Zhou Qinghe took the time to find a separate clinic in the suburbs for them.

When the time comes, when they can work independently, plow the sick outside the city again.

Five days passed in a flash.

Zhang Junshuo closed the net.

The director of the National Police Department was arrested, and together with his subordinates, children and nephews, he went down to the net and arrested 27 people, causing a sensation in the city.

Two days later, Zhang Junshuo called Zhou Qinghe back.

"As soon as I saw your smile, I knew there was something good."

Zhou Qinghe walked into Zhang Junshuo's office, and Zhang Junshuo immediately smiled, and the range of this smile was a little bigger than before.

"The case is over."

Zhang Junshuo walked out and poured a cup of tea for Zhou Qinghe: "The hall chief vomited 1.2 million yuan." ”

"How much?" Zhou Qinghe was surprised.

1.2 million, what is this concept?

According to the ratio of fiat currency to the US dollar at 2.5, that is $480,000.

When he Zhou Qinghe was the richest, counting the gold, it was less than 100,000 US dollars.

You know, that's already the wealth that a quartermaster has been greedy for all his life.

This director is too good to vomit.

"He is not alone, his nephew has opened several companies, plus the money that his subordinates are greedy for, all of them have been confiscated, and most of them are still real estate and other things."

That Zhou Qinghe was a little more acceptable, but it was still too much.

"Are you so fast, dead?" Zhou Qinghe praised.

can spit out so much, twenty-seven people, and the trial will end in two days, and he believes that this Zhang Junshuo must have been heavily handed.

"The hall director is okay, go directly to the electric chair, so that there is no wound on the surface."

"But his nephew accidentally killed two."

Zhang Junshuo smiled lightly and told the story, for a veteran spy, this death and injury is commonplace.

Zhou Qinghe nodded and said with a smile: "That director should be happy." ”

Some of this money will definitely have to be handed over to the treasury, but Boss Dai will definitely play tricks to keep some of it, anyway, to make a fortune.

At this time, Zhang Junshuo took out a key from the drawer of the table and handed it over.

"The key to the central bank's safe, yours."

"How much?"

Zhou Qinghe naturally smiled.

Zhang Junshuo stretched out a slap and flipped it again.

"One hundred thousand?" Zhou Qinghe's silent expression was shocked.

That's too much.

1.2 million includes the value of real estate, and the cash is hundreds of thousands, most of which are confessions, and they can always be matched.

He estimated that Zhang Junshuo was also 100,000 if he took 100,000, so the gap was too big.

You can't be so greedy for money.

It's poor, isn't it?

Zhang Junshuo smiled: "You don't have to worry about my errands, dead people won't speak." ”

Zhou Qinghe suddenly, then he didn't ask, and the estimated exact number was not 1.2 million, but 1.4 million.

As for whether it will be more, then he doesn't care.

People are captured by others and killed by others, and he does not bear cause and effect and does not ask for more.

It's good to be able to get 100,000 yuan.

This side is solved, and it is waiting for Wang Yong's share.

(End of chapter)