Somewhere in Chongqing, this is an office where several middle-aged men sat. Each of them was wearing Zhongshan suits, a gold ring on their hands, a cigar on their fingers, and a meticulously combed their hair. It seemed that they were all people with family backgrounds.

"I believe that several of you have received the telegram. Commander Tian will not deceive us in this matter. Of course, I believe you know better about the character of that crazy man Li.

That man is a madman who can do what he says. Maybe he might be able to break the truth. If we don’t follow his ideas, I guess not only will the committee be angry, but I’m afraid there will be more than a dozen people.

I also believe that no one wants to die, so don’t negotiate terms with the crazy man Li, just donate money and materials honestly. By the way, I will restrict the people under my command from reaching out one hand this time. All these things must reach the hands of the refugees. Otherwise, no one can guess what kind of things that Qianzi Li will do.

I don’t stop you from wanting to die, but I hope you don’t let me die together, after all, I haven’t lived enough yet!”

This middle-aged man is a kingdom with a face that looks over 40 years old. He should be a high-ranking official and a chief in charge. He expressed his attitude at this time.

So the surroundings exploded, with some opposing and some agreeing.

Those who objected, they didn't have to worry about Li Feng's mud legs. They had two or three thousand people in their hands. Is it amazing? Which of them didn't have many divisions under their command?

At worst, just do a battle and see who is better.

What they agreed was that spending money to eliminate disasters is very good, of course it is more likely that they have suffered more than once from Li Feng, so this time they were scared.

Just as everyone was arguing, someone suddenly walked in and everyone immediately held their breath because this person seemed to be the confidant of the commissioner.

The visitor did not have a military rank, but was wearing a Zhongshan suit and a harmonious smile on his face. He stood in front of everyone and said slowly:

"The commissioner asked me to tell you, this time I hope you can donate money and materials. After all, it is really a pity that the problem of reliance grain turning into military food!"

This sounds interesting. The commission hopes that everyone can donate food, so should everyone donate?

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

If I am in a good mood if I am more Juan, then you and I am all. If this matter still cannot be suppressed, I am not good, then you don’t think so. It is not impossible to just carry a few people out and lose their heads.

Everyone here is like a mute who eats coptis and cannot express his suffering. He hates that fat man in his heart. What food do you rob?

Those poor sticks are so popular with you? What are the benefits of becoming rich for you? Is it not good to take them with you and be honest and become an official like us to continue to squeeze the poor sticks and exploit them?

Exploited people will never experience the pain of the exploited people, or they were exploited people in the past, and their efforts in their hearts are not to liberate others, but to overthrow a group of exploited people and become new exploiters themselves.

This practice cannot be called a revolution because the essence has not changed. It is just that one group of people defeated another group of people, and a group of poor people have changed from new to landlords.

Since the committee members have spoken, it is impossible not to donate this grain. Now the voices from media from all walks of life are very clear, that is, this person must be saved, but will there be a situation of embezzlement of food again?

Li Feng is very busy now, or the two radio stations he has freed are very busy. A group of reporters arranged the order by drawing lots, and soon sent back the content they were about to report word by word.

Wang Jing is smarter. She got a radio station from somewhere and then used it as her own private radio station to send all the messages out.

In less than two days, all walks of life were blown up. They thought the Eighth Route Army was trying to steal food, but they didn't expect there were so many twists and turns in it. It turned out that the officials wanted to embezzle the food and sell it at a high price for personal gain.

For a time, there was a wave of criticism from all walks of life, and there was even a trend of marching. Unexpectedly, Chongqing suddenly announced that it would hold a meeting to donate food.

The meeting is very simple. At the beginning, some high-ranking officials donated a lot of food, but they were not donated in their name, but donated from some large families using their reputation.

There is no way. I often pretend that I have eaten for the first meal but not the next meal. If I donate tens of thousands of kilograms of food at this time, what should all sectors of society think of these officials?

Although they are shameless, the more shameless people want their faces, they can only donate the food in the name of donating.

The reporters in the newspaper are still very knowledgeable after all. They believe that the most important task at present is to rescue refugees, and as for those corrupt officials, I will talk about it next.

The reporters' writing skills were amazing and called on people from all walks of life to donate money and materials. For a moment, the Central Army in Henan was thinking whether they could get some from it this time?

But the boss said directly that this time they could not get anything from it. If they were discovered, they would definitely be severely punished.

"Why, the commander? If you don't get some benefits from it, how can you live?" A lieutenant colonel asked his teacher a little unhappy. The latter is now very angry with a dark face and scolds unhappily:

"You ask me who I want to go? And I tell you, this time the person responsible for the escort of grain is our Central Army, but the people receiving the grain are the Eighth Route Army and the reporters.

You said that if these foods are less, these Eighth Route Army members will let us go?"

What is there to say? After pinching the pig skin, there will be a layer of oil in your hands, but this time they are just taking off pig skin. The person who really pinched the pig skin is the Eighth Route Army. If anyone really dares to embezzle it, it is estimated that the Eighth Route Army will make this even bigger.

"Why is this? It is obviously the food we donated, why should we let the Tujiao Route Army Line to distribute it to the refugees? The last person who thanked the Tujiao Route Army Line Line Line Line Line. Didn't we do useless work?"

The people in the Central Army were very angry, but unfortunately they were angry now and could only bear it, because this time the boss donated food was just a helpless move, hoping to exchange this food for some people's lives.

A fat man cheated many people this time. They originally thought that they were sure to win this time and could falsely accuse the Eighth Route Army of robbing food, but they did not expect that the other party would be unable to come to Taiwan. If Chongqing had not come up with a way to donate food in time, it would have been estimated that many people would die this time, and at least many people would have no shame to continue in the future.

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