Chapter 436 435【Crisis】

Shanghai pier is crowded with people.

Human-powered cranes unloaded bags of grain to the shore, and porters lined up for transshipment. And not far away, there were countless onlookers, and they were even beating gongs and lions to celebrate.

Situ Juncong, the representative of Wuzhou Hongmen in China, walked down the deck with his head held high, and his attendant behind him shouted with a loudspeaker: "Hongmen Zhigongtang and all Chinese Americans donate 200,000 tons of corn to the disaster-stricken compatriots in China. Mr. Zhou Hexuan personally donated 150,000 tons of corn! The first batch of 90,000 tons of grain has arrived in Shanghai, and I hope that China will live in peace and the people affected by the disaster will survive the disaster as soon as possible!"

"good!"

The crowd cheered loudly.

Du Yuesheng, Huang Jinrong, Zhang Xiaolin and others went up to meet him. Old Du held Situ Juncong's hand and said, "Mr. Situ, on behalf of the victims of the disaster all over the country, I thank you, Hongmen Zhigongtang and Mr. Zhou!"

"Mr. Du, you are being polite. This is our duty as sons and daughters of Huaxia," Situ Juncong asked, "Where are the members of the Flood Relief Committee?"

Du Yuesheng explained with a smile: "The person in charge of the Shanghai area is almost here. I also sent a telegram to Minister Song Ziwen. He is now rushing to Shanghai by train."

Because Du Yuesheng is very active in philanthropy, he is now the president of the Shanghai branch of the Red Cross Society of China, and will serve as the vice president of the Red Cross Society of China (general meeting) in two years. It is absolutely impossible for this big brother of the Youth Gang to embezzle disaster relief funds. Over the years, Du Yuesheng has donated all the gift money he received for every birthday to charity.

People are not short of money, what they lack is social recognition.

Huang Jinrong and Zhang Xiaolin also shook hands with Situ Juncong one after another, expressing admiration and praise.

Countless grains were unloaded from the ocean-going freighters, piled up like a mountain, as if they could never be transported, and the onlookers were amazed.

"How much food does this cost!"

"Didn't you hear that just now? American Hongmen and Mr. Zhou donated a total of 350,000 tons, and this is only the first batch, a full 90,000 tons!"

"God, one donation is hundreds of thousands of tons. Hongmen and Mr. Zhou are really rich."

"There are a lot of rich people, but I don't see how much they donate. Mr. Zhou is still warm-hearted."

"Mr. Zhou is a good man, the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva, Amitabha."

"Now the victims are saved."

"It's difficult. Hundreds of thousands of tons of grain are distributed across the country, and it's not enough to feed for two days."

"Oh, this world!"

"..."

In fact, Zhou Hexuan didn't spend much to buy grain, he bought the cheapest corn. Due to bulk purchases, the unit price per kilogram is only US$0.001, and 150,000 tons of corn cost a total of US$150,000. On the contrary, the transportation and storage costs are extremely expensive (American farmers are unwilling to pay for transportation and need to purchase from door-to-door). The purchase and transshipment in the United States, plus the transportation to China, the total transportation and storage fee is as high as 30,000 US dollars.

So the brains of those officials in the Nanjing government are not bright. If you buy a fart of wheat, you can buy more than 40 catties of corn for the price of a catty of wheat in the United States. Corn is so cheap that farmers don't even bother to harvest it. Many farms are burned to the ground. How many disaster victims can be saved by transporting these corn to China!

The same scene also happened at Tianjin Wharf. The next day, the second batch of 60,000 tons of corn arrived in Tianjin to help the victims in the northern region. The amount of corn donated to the north is not as large as that in the south. Zhou Hexuan did it out of practical considerations. After all, the hardest-hit area this time is in the Jianghuai generation.

In the next few days, major newspapers across the country reported on the incident one after another, causing a violent sensation in public opinion.

Song Ziwen also immediately issued an announcement, declaring that the Flood Relief Committee had purchased 450,000 tons of wheat from the US government on credit. The victims of the floods everywhere should be patient for a while, and a large amount of disaster relief food will arrive soon.

This announcement made many people despise. Hongmen and Zhou Hexuan of the United States jointly donated 350,000 tons of grain, and the central government actually ordered 450,000 tons.

"Shenbao" praised: "China is facing a flood that is rare in a century, and all walks of life have donated generously. Mr. Zhou personally donated 150,000 tons of grain, and he should be the number one righteous hero in China!"

After Yu Youren saw the news report, he even wrote a special couplet and sent it to Tianjin from the south to Zhou Hexuan.

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Nanjing, Qilu.

Song Meiling's mother had just passed away, and she had already gone back to her hometown for the funeral, but Chang Kaishen absolutely couldn't leave.

Chang Kaishen put down the newspaper in his hand and asked, "Zhou Mingcheng and the Hongmen of the United States really donated hundreds of thousands of tons of food?"

"This is true," Song Ziwen said, "I have someone check it out, and it is all high-quality corn, which can temporarily alleviate the famine in the Jianghuai disaster area."

"Oh, natural disasters keep coming, bandits are coming up again," Chang Kaishen cursed depressingly, "Mother Xipi, Chen Jitang and Bai Chongxi really pick their time! Ziwen, put down your work for a while and go to Guangzhou. Try to win over Wang Zhaoming. How much money he wants, I will give, and if he wants to be the executive president, I will also give!"

Song Ziwen hesitated and said: "Wang Zhaoming is now the leader of the puppet government in Guangzhou. I'm afraid it will be difficult for a high-ranking official to convince him?"

"Wang Zhaoming still wants to be a leader? Haha," Chang Kaishen said with a disdainful smile, "He's just a sign that Chen Jitang puts in front of him."

Now that Guangzhou and Nanjing are in a hostile relationship, Song Ziwen is not willing to take the risk. He shirked and said, "The disaster relief work is busy. I'd better go there after a while. At least I have to repel the Guangdong-Guangxi coalition first."

After thinking about it carefully, Chang Kaishen also felt that the timing of wooing Wang Zhaoming was still a bit immature, so he nodded and said, "Alright. By the way, in the name of the National Flood Relief Committee, you should issue a commendation order to Zhou Mingcheng. He likes to collect celebrity calligraphy." , you find someone to write a copy."

Song Ziwen was ordered to leave immediately, he was a busy man.

Chang Kaishen was sitting on the sofa, rubbing his temples exhaustedly. He had already become a dog in the water that everyone shouted and beaten in the KMT.

Nowadays, floods and disasters are serious across the country, but the Guangzhou Nationalist Government chose to send troops to fight at this time regardless of the disaster. Just yesterday, under the urging of Wang Zhaoming, the generals from Guangdong and Guangxi, with Chen Jitang as the commander in chief and Bai Chongxi as the vanguard officer, led Tang Shengzhi and other ministries with 50,000 troops northward to attack Hunan.

The rebellious Cantonese army has sent troops together with the Guangxi army, and the Hunan guard is He Jian. Chang Kaishen was very worried about He Jian. He Jian's army was Tang Shengzhi's old army, and it was very likely that the three armies of Guangdong, Guangxi, and Hunan would unite against Chiang.

It was already the beginning of September at this time, and the Guangdong-Guangxi Allied Forces marched northward, the Hunan Army was in danger, and all parts of the country were flooded again. While Chang Kaishen wanted to raise funds for disaster relief, he also wanted to raise funds to send troops. He was already so poor that he would sell everything.

Not only that, Chang Kaishen is also very unstable politically. Many factions of the Kuomintang are secretly engaged in troubles, preparing to hold the Fourth National Congress of the Kuomintang, and using political means to force Chang Kaishen to step down.

At this very moment, Yan Xishan was also flying from Dalian to Shanxi, his old nest, on a Japanese plane.

Worried about Yan Xishan's safety, his subordinates asked, "Commander, are you not afraid of being oppressed by Chang Kaishen and Zhang Xueliang when you go back to Shanxi?"

Yan Xishan replied with a smile: "They don't care about me."

Indeed, regardless of natural disasters, civil strife, and foreign invasion, Yan Xishan chose a good time to make a comeback.

September 18 is coming!