Song Xilian "brushed" it, crumpled the telegram into a ball, and held it in the palm of his hand.

"Who else has seen it?" Song Xilian asked in a deep voice.

"Except for the newspaper collector, it's just me!" The adjutant replied.

The adjutant was also stunned by the amount of "one hundred and fifty taels of gold."

A small yellow croaker is one or two, and if you get it on the black market, it is worth at least 400 legal currency, and if you get it to a foreign bank to exchange it secretly, you can exchange it for 35 US dollars.

Fifteen is more than five thousand dollars.

It turns out that the army commander is so rich, and it is one hundred and fifty taels of gold to borrow from others?

"Don't speak out!" Song Xilian confessed again.

"Humble duty understands!" The adjutant replied.

After the car started, Song Xilian unfolded the telegram and glanced at it again, and finally struck a match and burned it to ashes.

He has a fart of one hundred and fifty taels of gold.

This look is the handiwork of Fang Buwei.

Fang Buwei's father-in-law's surname is Chen, and it is no secret.

At noon, Fang Buweicai sent Bian Congjun and sent 50,000 fiat currency, and when Zhong Bin and Xiang Xianju almost stared at each other.

No one expected that Fang Buwei really sent the money.

50,000 fiat currency, even at the black market exchange rate, is worth 5,000 dollars.

At that time, Xiang Xianju also said sourly, this party is not too unkind, and as soon as he turned around, half of the money he said was missing.

It turned out that the remaining half had already been sent home.

Song Xilian sighed deeply.

He can't admire Fang Buwei if he wants to do it now.

This is the person who has the people in mind.

Do everything you can, but also find a way for the people to live, how many such characters can you find in the world?

I must help him get this done......

On the other side of the river, a similar scene took place in Pukou.

Fang Buwei and Hu Zongnan sat opposite each other, and there was a small leather case made on the table.

The suitcase was so bright with gold that it could almost brighten the eyes of a blind man.

A box full of small yellow croaker.

According to the original plan, Fang Buwei wanted to send US dollars, but Fuchang Hotel was not very powerful, although there were US dollars, but how many denominations were available, and they could not make up the same denomination, Fang Buwei felt a little shabby how to look at it.

However, the foreign banks in Nanjing, which have not yet withdrawn, refuse to accept fiat currency and cannot exchange it for US dollars.

In desperation, Fang Buwei simply asked Ding Lucheng to contact Deutsche Bank and temporarily loaned him a gold bar.

It seems to be a little dirty, but at first glance, it is even more shocking.

Like Song Xilian, one hundred and fifty taels of gold, plus fifty thousand legal currency.

In addition to submitting a report to Tang Shengzhi on recruiting people and building fortifications, the First Army, like the 36th Division, would also arrange for people to receive at Pukou Wharf.

In addition, a regiment will be sent to guide the refugees who have crossed the river and escort them to the area of Shengligou in Pukou.

Shengligou is on the border with Chuxian, and the convoy and personnel sent by Chen Jiang will come here to meet and bring the refugees into Chuzhou for temporary resettlement.

The work of the First Army is no less than that of the 36th Division, and Hu Zongnan's help is no less than that of Song Xilian.

But the process is much simpler than Song Xilian's.

Ma Chunfeng and Hu Zongnan are sworn brothers, so it is not the first time that Fang Buwei has dealt with Hu Zongnan.

One didn't use a plan, and the other didn't have a gentle heart, Fang Buwei made a direct phone call to Hu Zongnan, and the matter was finalized.

And when he talked about this on the phone, Fang Buwei didn't mention the money at all, and Hu Zongnan was not ready to ask for it.

He also felt that Fang Buwei's brain might have been kicked by a donkey, but what he did was not a bad thing, and he thought that he would help if he could.

But the truth that should be understood is not naturally understood.

Otherwise, the friendship between the two will end here, and the next time I encounter such a thing, I want to ask Hu Zongnan for help, and it is still a question whether I can talk.

Seeing that Fang was not for such a big stroke, Hu Zongnan was also shocked.

He looked at the gold bars in the suitcase, and then looked at Fang Buwei, and then looked at the gold bars in the suitcase, and then looked at Fang Buwei......

"You have a lot of money and have nowhere to sprinkle?" After a long time, Hu Zongnan asked in surprise.

After entering the door, Fang Buwei first took out 50,000 legal currency, saying that it was hard money for the brothers of the First Army.

This is the habit of the officialdom of the Republic of China, asking people to do things, there is never a reason to be empty-handed, even if it is a brother.

Although he felt that it was a bit much, Hu Zhangnan did not refuse. Thinking that Fang Buwei was Ma Touchun's number one iron after all, and he was not an outsider, he accepted it.

After that, Fang Buwei said that he wanted to talk to him about himself, and the adjutant knew the elegance when he heard the string song, and retreated very knowingly.

When the adjutant was gone and there were only the two of them left in the room, Fang Buwei took out the suitcase.

Although the suitcase is small, the small yellow croaker is full, Hu Zongnan just glanced at it, and there is a large number: one hundred and fifty or sixty, then there are at least one hundred and fifty taels, almost ten catties.

Hu Zongnan has received a lot, but it is really the first time to receive so much.

"Take it back!"

Hu Zongnan secretly took a breath of cold air, surprised at how rich Fang Buwei was, and at the same time buttoned the lid of the box and pushed it in front of Fang Buwei, "Between you and my brothers, it doesn't have to be like this!" ”

This "brother" is really not about the face of money.

In terms of friendship or influence, Fang Buwei is enough for him to call him so.

Fang is not worse than Hu Zongnan, it is nothing more than not leading troops.

But he has money, and he can't even do without the chairman.

"Don't shirk the commander!" Fang Buwei smiled and pushed the box over again, "Commander Song, there are so many ...... too"

After saying half a sentence, Fang Buwei didn't say anything.

Hu Zongnan looked at Fang Buwei and let out a long sigh.

Fang Buwei is really a good person, he doesn't say anything about being a first-class person, and he even speaks so beautifully, which makes people feel extremely useful when they hear it.

Fang Buwei means that I have no friendship with Song Xilian, so I can give so much, and you have recognized me as a brother, so you should accept it.

"Then it's disrespectful!" Hu Zongnan sighed and didn't excuse himself.

Sending so much money to Hu Zongnan and Song Xilian, Fang Buwei actually saved a little caution.

In addition to letting them help transfer the refugees wholeheartedly, there is also the meaning of going to the tank together afterwards.

In case in the end, the chairman of the committee and Tang Shengzhi have no place to scratch the itch, and they have to take the blame for the defeat of Nanjing for the transfer of refugees, and Fang Buwei can also pull two tall people on top.

The dwarf is a general, relatively speaking, compared with Song Xilian, Hu Zongnan, and other central generals, relatively speaking, these two are still relatively kind.

will not do shameless deeds that will take the benefits and turn their faces and deny others if they are bad.

The law is not responsible, and the role of Fang Buwei is irreplaceable, and at most it is to punish three glasses of wine.

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