Chapter 56 55

This is the era of Lan Dongyang.He is ugly, he is dirty, he is shameless, he is vicious, he is trash among people, but the treasure of Japanese people.He is already in the car.He was busy with the affairs of the Xinmin Association, writing, organizing literary associations and other meetings, inquiring about news, and dating.He is the busiest person in Peking. As soon as he entered the office every day, he had already pulled his eyebrows and eyes like a little devil stepping on the feet of a king of heaven, and vehemently demonstrated to every employee.Sitting down, he pretended to read official documents or newspapers, then suddenly jumped up and rushed towards an employee to see what the employee was doing.If the employee is writing a private letter or reading a book, he will either be demerited or fired.He has never been an official before, and now he wants to display his official power as fiercely as a locomotive having fun.Sometimes, he came very early, unscrewed the locks on the drawers of the clerks, and looked at their private letters, or other things.If suspicious words were found in a private letter, soon someone would be in jail.Sometimes, he came very late, and everyone was about to leave work, or had already left work.He must hand over a lot of official business, and teach them that they must be done immediately, so that they will be panicked with hunger.He liked to see them sweating coldly from hunger.If everyone was off duty, he would send his fellow workers to get them back; his time was his time, and the time of others did not count.Especially on Sundays or holidays, he must come to work.When he comes, the staff must also go to work; when he enters the door, he will roll his name first.After the roll call, he will ask everyone: "Today is Sunday, should we work or not?" Everyone must of course agree: "Yes!" Then, he will add a few precepts: "To build a new country, there must be A new spirit! I don't care what day of the week it is! I just want to be worthy of the Emperor!" On Sunday, he tortured people to death like this, and on Monday he didn't come all day.He may be on another business elsewhere, or he may be sleeping at home.He didn't come to work, but everyone didn't dare to relax a bit. He had already ambushed detectives to investigate everything on his behalf.If everyone was afraid of him, they would all be afraid of that coworker; when he was not on duty, the coworker was his eyes and ears.Even if the co-workers slipped out, everyone was still suspicious of each other, and no one knew who was a friend and who was a detective.Dongyang has to transfer one or two staff members almost every day to hold group meetings.Today he transferred Wang and Zhang, tomorrow he transferred Ding and Sun, and the day after tomorrow... when the group meeting was held, he had no serious business to discuss with them, but always asked the following questions: "What do you think of me as a person? "

"What did someone do to me?" "Someone is not nice to you?" For the first question, everyone knows how to answer - praise him.He has no real knowledge and ability, but only seizes the opportunity, so he is timid and timid, always afraid that people will defeat him.At the same time, he also likes to hear people praise him, the more disgusting the praise, the more comfortable he feels.Hearing praise, he began to feel that he was indeed great; and he could do whatever he wanted.Even if someone praised his facial features, he would believe it, and went to look in the mirror more.

It is not easy to answer the second question.They were unwilling to betray their friends, and they dared not vouch for others' loyalty, so they had to be vague.The more they tried to evade and evade, the more he pursued it; in the end, they had to tell the faults and weaknesses of their colleagues.This is not enough to satisfy him, because what he asks is: "How is this person treating me?" They are forced to have no choice but to say: "This person is not very good to you!" fact.He was satisfied, they had betrayed their friends. The third question is the most powerful.They work for the Japanese, and everyone is in danger. When they hear that someone treats them badly, they immediately think of prison and unemployment.After his questioning, friends immediately became enemies.

In this way, all his subordinates grew an extra eye, an ear, and several new heart holes.They are no longer friends and colleagues, but a group of wolves who are trapped together, and everyone wants to bite others coldly.Dongyang likes this situation: they are suspicious of each other, so they can no longer unite against him.He called it politics.For a while he made these three into a group against the other four; for a while he called the four together against the other two.His face twitched all day long, and his heart was always haunted.Sitting and sitting, because someone coughed, he was frightened into a cold sweat, thinking that this was some kind of signal, that there was going to be some kind of riot.He fell asleep and woke up often. In his dreams, he saw bombs and murders.His world has become a cobweb of mutual exclusion, assassination, promotion, enjoyment, and fear. mosquitoes with flies.

For the Japanese, he has another way.He is not Guan Xiaohe, nor is he as educated as Guan Xiaohe.He would not give the Japanese a famous painting or a pair of ancient vases; he himself does not understand pictures and porcelain, nor has the ability to appreciate them.He also refused to invite Japanese people to dinner, or play with women, he was reluctant to give up money.His method was to follow the Japanese all the time, pretending to be a loyal mangy dog.At work and after get off work, he must bow to the Japanese; during office hours, he will deliberately go to various departments once or twice to pay tribute to the Japanese.No matter how big or small, he would ask the Japanese whether he could use an umbrella on rainy days.He didn't know how many autographs he had to write in a day, and he always took them by himself; if the Japanese were busy and didn't have time to pay attention to him, he would just stand there in an orderly manner, and he didn't care if he stood there for an hour, and the longer he stood, the more comfortable he became.In front of the Japanese, he is not the director, but a coworker.He lights cigarettes, pours tea, finds umbrellas, opens car doors.As long as he did a small thing for them, his heart immediately brightened: "Promote!" After he wrote the manuscript, he also asked them to correct him, and anyone who deleted or corrected one or two words for him was a teacher.

His gift to them was intelligence.He didn't have any real and valuable news to report, but he just wanted to keep whispering in the ears of the Japanese to show that he was capable.No matter how unreasonable the reports given to him by his workers and colleagues were, he believed them to be true, and eagerly expanded them and handed them over to the Japanese.Workers and colleagues bought good things for credit, and he himself bought good things for credit, and the Japanese would rather kill many people than let go of a rumor in vain.In this way, his responsibility was originally to promote moral government for the Japanese, but it became a widely introduced Qusigui for the Japanese.Under his hands, I don't know how many people died.The Japanese didn't dislike his wordiness, but thought he was loyal and capable.The scheming, thoughts, and talents of the Japanese are only revealed in the small mung beans and sesame seeds, so they love Dongyang's out-of-the-box, trivial, intelligence.His information, even after their careful study, proved to be groundless, they were willing to continue to accept his information, because even if they were useless, they were enough to make them use their calculations as if they had something to do with it. Do some research.Hell during the day is the best mind game for the Japanese.

Lan Dongyang, like this, became a celebrity. He had money, got a car, and bought a house on Nanchang Street.However, he still lacks a wife. He also chased the "vase" among his colleagues, but his face and yellow teeth made even a slightly human woman manage to avoid him.He fell in love frequently every day.Whenever he fell in love, he wrote poetry.After the poem was published, his pain was relieved immediately when he got the royalties; money was the cure.In this way, his lovelorn never gave rise to any serious thoughts like suicide.As time passed, he felt that being broken up in love could be exchanged for manuscript fees, and it was not without fun.

Because he often summoned actors to sing operas for the Japanese, he also chased Kun Ling easily.But if his face is hideous, his hands are still less popular; his hands refuse to take out money.It was true that he would use his power and status to oppress them, but they were not easy to bully. Many of the people they knew were more powerful and of higher status than him; there were also Japanese who knew them.He had no choice but to curse them secretly.When he thought that although he failed in love, he kept his money, his heart calmed down. After making a fuss, when he heard that Ruifeng had lost his job, he thought of Fat Chrysanthemum.At the beginning, he liked Juzi very much, because she was fat, and she was as cute as a fat pig.His squinting eyes could not tell what was beautiful and what was ugly.In his greedy heart, he only counts weight; Juzi's flesh is worthy of attention.

At the same time, he hated Ruifeng.Ruifeng punched him.Ruifeng failed to move the principal of the middle school for him.Moreover, Ruifeng was able to be the chief of the section.Although it has nothing to do with him whether he becomes section chief or not, he always feels uncomfortable in his heart.Now Ruifeng has lost his job.Well, Dongyang decided to grab his wife.This is revenge.Revenge is a proof of one's own ability.Chrysanthemum is lovely in itself, coupled with the excitement and joy of revenge, he feels that this marriage is really a match made in heaven and should not be missed.

He went to find Chrysanthemum.Sitting down, he didn't say a word, he just moved his nose and eyes, as if to teach her to see if he looked like a director.After sitting for a while, he went out.When he got into the car, he stuck his head out to show that he was in the car.The next day, he went again and only told her: I am the director, I have a house, I have a car, probably to teach her to figure out his value. On the third day, he told her: I don't have a wife yet. On the fourth day, he didn't go, and spent some time teaching her the language of his "poetry" and the taste of his dramatic actions.

On the fifth day, as soon as he entered the door, he asked, "Do you think it's like the director's wife?" After finishing speaking, he took her fat hand, as if grabbing a big piece of braised hoof. In a beating heart, he had his revenge!From her fat face, he saw Ruifeng's failure and his own victory; his face turned slightly red.She didn't say anything, but only kept the director's wife and the car in her heart.She knew that Dongyang was stronger than Ruifeng, but she had no fear.With her fleshy body, when she flipped over, a fat leg would crush her half to death!As much as she was not afraid of Ruifeng, she could still be not afraid of Dongyang. Neither of them had the strength and courage of a man. She also expected that this marriage might not last long.But who cares about those.She is now promoted from the wife of the section chief to the wife of the director. If the team breaks up again, she may be promoted to another level.A woman must seize her position in this age.As long as you can climb high, you will never fall.Look at her big red bag, at such an advanced age, with freckles all over her face, she is quite red.She once saw an extremely handsome young man marry a prostitute in her fifties with a wrinkled face.The old woman's nickname is "Buddha Tempted Heart".Based on her nickname, even though her face is wrinkled, she still marries the most beautiful person.Taking this as an example, Fat Juzi decided to give herself a reputation like "Buddha's heart".With a name, it's just right to break up with Dongyang. She and Dongyang got married. Before they got married, the two of them had held hands and walked in the park several times, and had quarreled fiercely several times.The reason for the quarrel was: Chrysanthemum advocated holding a grand wedding ceremony, while Dongyang thought that it would be enough to simply invite three or four Japanese people, have some refreshments, and invite the introducer and witness of the Japanese to sign and stamp on the marriage certificate up.Chrysanthemum loves excitement, while Dongyang loves money.Juzi turned her face and gave Dongyang a blow.Dongyang was also inconvenient to show weakness and did not back down.Arguing and arguing, they thought of Qi Ruifeng.Chrysanthemum thought that the divorce procedures must be cleared first, because divorce is a matter of publicity.Dongyang couldn't wait, and didn't pay attention to Ruifeng at all.He thought that as long as there was a Japanese to witness his marriage, he would be legally protected, and he didn't need to worry about anything else.When Ruifeng rejected Juzi's request, Dongyang proposed to ask Ruifeng to be an introducer, so as to show that he would kill them all.Chrysanthemum disagrees.In her heart, she only wanted to be promoted from the section chief's wife to the division chief's wife, and she didn't want to offend the Qi family.Who knows, she thought, what if Ruifeng gets lucky and becomes a higher official than the director?Dongyang can get carried away and kill them all.She must stay behind.Well, she promised to get married right away, but refused to ask Ruifeng to be the introducer.She still insisted on holding a wedding ceremony.Dongyang issued a mournful medden letter: within 24 hours, teach her to answer, if she must waste money, there is no need to discuss the marriage! She didn't answer.At the twenty-fifth hour, Dongyang came to her: he declared: he withdrew the promise of "nothing to discuss", and she had to make a little concession so that she could get married as soon as possible.Marriage—he came up with a line of poetry—was all about compromise. She nodded.She knew how she would deal with him after marriage.She has already dealt with Ruifeng, and she is confident that she will also be able to teach Dongyang to turn his head down and become her slave. In a small Japanese restaurant, they ordered six catechins to celebrate their centennial reconciliation.Four Japanese stamped imitation Song script on their certificates. Although the matter was very simple, Dongyang did not forget to expand the publicity.He drew up the press release himself, handed it over to various newspaper offices, and ordered the report to be published in a prominent position. Before the Japanese came, such a thing would not have happened in Peiping.If it happened, it would be an anecdote, and all the people in Peiping would use it as a source of conversation.Today, when you read the news, you didn't feel so surprised. You seemed to understand that with the Japanese here, all kinds of strange things would happen, and they didn't have to use their previous moral concepts to criticize anything. Only Ruifeng, the Guan family, and the beggars under Dongyang's subordinates cared about this matter. Ruifeng's illness became more serious.No matter how heartless he was, he couldn't bear such a big humiliation and blow.In his semi-rogue's way of thinking, he must straighten his spine and avenge his crimes.However, the Japanese certified Dongyang's marriage, so he had no choice but to lower his head, not even daring to raise his voice when he cursed.He dared not hate the Japanese, even though the Japanese made him lose his wife.People who just want to fool around have neither love nor hate.Satisfied, he raised his face and fooled around.Frustrated, he hung his head fooling around.Now, he decided to keep his head down, and needed a little pain to cover his face. The Guan family admired Juzi's boldness and determination.At the same time, I was also a little sad—chrysanthemum, instead of recruiting a younger brother, invited a Japanese to witness the marriage.What's more, Dongyang didn't invite them to the wedding ceremony, and they also felt that they were losing their dignity.However, their sadness is only slight for a while, and it is inconvenient for them to delay their "business" because of sadness.Da Chibao and Guan Xiaohe quickly prepared a lot of gifts, and took a car to the Lan Zhai on Nanchang Street to congratulate them. It was past ten o'clock, and the new couple hadn't gotten up yet.Da Chibao broke into the new house with her attendant husband.A person without shame is never afraid of being hated, and only hating can do the most shameless things. "Fat girl!" Da Chibao yelled loudly, imitating Tianjin accent, "Fat girl! I really have you! Don't get up for me!" "Haha! Haha! Good! Very good!" Xiaohe praised with a wide smile. Dongyang hid his head.Chrysanthemum showed some face, her eyes were wide open and she wanted to smile, but she couldn't find the place to smile. "I get up! You sit outside!" "What are you afraid of me doing? I'm also a woman!" Da Chibao refused to go out. "Although I am a man, Dongyang is the same as me!" Xiaohe laughed again.Haha finished, but he walked out.He is a "cultural" Chinese. Dongyang still refused to get up.Chrysanthemum slowly put on her clothes and got off the ground.The big red bag combed Chrysanthemum's hair and dressed up: "You have to know, you are a bride, you must dress up beautifully!" When Dongyang got up, the living room was already full of people—his subordinates all came to give gifts to congratulate him.Dongyang didn't bother to entertain them, so Xiaohe took the initiative to be the host. Juzi didn't discuss with Dongyang, so she invited everyone to the restaurant and ordered two tables of banquets.Dongyang refused to participate and implied that he was not responsible for the money.After entertaining the guests, Juzi took off a gold ring and pledged it to the restaurant, and then found Xinminhui to go.There, she found Dongyang, and said loudly in front of everyone: "Give me the money, or I will make trouble here all day, and even the Japanese can't do business!" Dongyang had no choice but to be obedient gave money. In less than a week, Juzi stole Dongyang's stamp for receiving money.All the manuscript fees and salaries of Dongyang will be collected by her.After receiving the money, she immediately bought gold and silver jewelry and kept them at her natal home.She is not like a big red bag that can hold money and squander it; she is a fat piggy bank who only swallows money and does not take it out.She calculated: one day, she will quarrel with Dongyang, so she must hurry up and get rid of her old books to make herself financially independent.What's more, with the savings in hand, it can also be used as bait to catch other men, if he really breaks up with Dongyang.A rich woman, no matter how ugly she was or how old she was, would find a husband, she knew. Dongyang felt that his head was upside down.However, he didn't want to give up on her.He managed to catch a woman with great difficulty, and he was reluctant to throw it away immediately.Besides, if he drives away Chrysanthemum and finds another woman, won't he have to spend another energy and money?And Juzi has already hinted to him with rumors: To break up the partnership, she needs a lot of money; when she married him, she didn't ask for anything; when the partnership broke up, she couldn't just walk out empty-handed.He resigned himself to his fate.To others, he has always been vicious and unreasonable.Now, when he meets someone who eats raw rice, he has no choice but to think it's a bit funny.He has money, status, fame, and power, and he becomes a slave to a fat woman.Turning pride into sorrow, he felt some poetry.When the country was subjugated, he became proud; after getting married, he became a dog and a horse.He is the oppressed, he must speak out his grievances - he has more poems.On the contrary, he felt that his life was much richer, as evidenced by his poems.No, he can't break up with Juzi.After breaking up, he will feel empty, lonely, bored, or at the end of his talents, he will not even be able to write poems. At the same time, every time he thought of Fat Juzi's body, he couldn't help feeling a little confused.It is true that losing money is painful; but a woman has her own unique value and use; the absence of a woman may be worse than the absence of money. "Okay," he told himself after thinking it through, "just treat her as a prostitute! Doesn't it cost money to go to a prostitute?" Slowly, he found a way to make money for himself.He went to blackmail the honest people and teach them to carry the burden.This kind of money income does not require a receipt, nor does it need to be signed and stamped, so Chrysanthemum has no way of knowing.Moreover, in order to avoid that Chrysanthemum would dig into his pockets, he immediately deposited such money in the bank under a false name, and never put it in his pocket. In this way, he has his own money without offending Chrysanthemum, and he feels that he is indeed a genius.