1932: Playing with the Japanese Communist Party with a doll

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As for how to help?

That’s not important. I’ll definitely need money anyway! “Yeah.”

Henry Morgan, unaware of this, nodded arrogantly and asked directly, "I heard you've been in some trouble recently. The US government seems a little cold towards you."

"Ah...yes...Mr. Morgan."

Seeing this big guy, Soong Mei-ling almost turned her tail into a propeller. Before the other party could make any conditions, she made a promise:

"Are you willing to help me... my government? Don't worry, as long as you are willing to help us, my country will definitely give you unimaginable rewards!"

"Uh...."

Henry was stunned by this overly enthusiastic attitude. Shi Zhaoji beside him quickly interrupted and said:

"Madam, this..."

In the past, Shi Zhaoji would have certainly welcomed Morgan with respect, but recently, he'd heard some news—something seemed to be amiss with the Morgan family, seemingly connected to the Federal Reserve's gold dump...

(Don't look at things from a God's perspective. What the US top leaders and Americans know may not be known to outsiders. Just like all of China knew that Chiang Kai-shek and Soong Mei-ling were the gods of corruption, but Americans didn't understand it at first. They even welcomed Soong May-ling's visit to the US.)

(Besides, this was the Kuomintang government, a super-useless bunch who didn't even contact the US authorities for more than half a month after the September 918th Incident, and still expected them to intervene in Northeast China's affairs.)

Suddenly realizing that Shi Zhaoji was still there, Soong Mei-ling waved her hand and said, "Get out!"

I might have to discuss some very private matters with Morgan later, and it would be inconvenient for him to be present.

"lady..."

"Don't you understand my order? Get out!" Song Meiling scolded:

"I want to discuss important state affairs with Mr. Morgan. What are you doing here?"

Shi Zhaoji clenched his fists, endured and endured, and finally left the room. Henry looked at this scene and felt quite satisfied.

It seems that the intelligence was correct. Chiang and Song were indeed the actual rulers of China and had great authority.

In this way, the Presbyterian Church's investment would be valuable. "Mr. Morgan...Mr. Henry?"

"Ah, Ms. Song, it seems that your subordinates seem to have some opinions?"

"Haha, Mr. Morgan, don't worry. It's just a disobedient dog. We can change it later."

Soong Mei-ling smiled and lightly skipped over the topic:

"Mr. Morgan, I wonder what kind of business you intend to discuss with our government by coming here this time?"

Well, that's right. Only by cooperating with such decisive and direct people can things be done well.

The values revealed by Soong Mei-ling made Henry Morgan, who was also an anti-human element, very satisfied:

"Ms. Song, I heard that you and your husband's government need some support?"

"Yes, Mr. Henry."

Soong Mei-ling's confession was so frank that it was hard to believe it was her:

"Perhaps you have heard that due to some internal rebellions, our government suffered several defeats and lost a lot of supplies..."

Henry nodded again, even more satisfied. What an honest and frank beauty...

"...So, we need money, weapons, and supplies to quell the rebellion. We originally planned to seek help from the US government, but unexpectedly..."

Soong Mei-ling showed an indignant expression:

"Ms. Field doesn't seem to support our legitimate government's plan to quell the internal rebellion!"

"The US government has deteriorated, Ms. Song. Don't count on it anymore..."

Henry's face was also filled with resentment. After saying this, he quickly realized that he shouldn't have said such a thing and quickly changed the subject:

"In short, as far as I know, the US government will not only no longer support you, but is even planning to support your enemies..."

"What! ! !"

Hearing this, Soong Mei-ling forgot Henry's disturbing words and stood up in shock:

"Supporting our enemies? The Communists? Are they crazy?!!"

"No, no, no, it shouldn't be the Communist Party. It's more likely to be other internal rebels. In short, the US government doesn't seem to intend to support you anymore..."

Soong Mei-ling's face changed drastically.

No wonder the US government's attitude is so cold, so this is their plan! Why?

We didn't do anything wrong!

We have been diligently working to build good relations with the United States, why suddenly...ah!!

That woman!

It must be that damn woman! She must be jealous of me!

That's the only explanation! But...

"...But not everyone in the US government thinks this way. For example, we in the Jewish Council believe that China's legitimate government is the one the US should interact with."

Henry's words brought back a smile to Soong Mei-ling's face:

"Yes, that's right. This is behavior that complies with international law, international conventions, and human morality. You Jews are truly incredibly intelligent and moral."

"You're right, you too..."

After a thorough exchange of views and some business talk, the atmosphere heated up and they soon entered the substantive negotiation phase, where they quickly produced concrete results:

"...We are willing to provide your government with an initial low-interest loan of no less than $1 million, repayable over ten years... and weapons, ammunition, and supplies worth no less than £3000 million..."

“...hiss...”

Soong Mei-ling's heart was trembling. 10000 million US dollars!

£3000 million! It’s just the beginning!!

She didn't even notice why the former was "dollars" and the latter was "pounds", and was completely stunned by the numbers.

What a big deal!

What a generous move!

Wasn't that the same amount the Soviet Union gave to the Kuomintang back then?! The Morgan family is indeed rich!

We really need to get closer to them!

Soong Mei-ling had no idea that this was not the Morgan family's money at all.

In fact, because of the Federal Reserve and the assassination, the Morgan family was finished.

President Field acted quickly, accurately, and ruthlessly. After finding an excuse and obtaining authorization, he threw out a list and within a few days, he wiped out most of the Jewish capital families involved in the United States.

For example, Henry Morgan's father, John Jr., was kidnapped while he was sleeping. If Henry had not been on the island having fun with beautiful stars at the time, he would probably have been kidnapped.

Under the pressure of survival, Jewish capital in the United States and Britain united quickly and rarely, intending to find an opportunity to rebel against President Field.

But they didn't dare to resist openly, and it was not what they thought was the "smart way of playing", so they could only use other means to destroy Springfield's plan.

Supporting the national government is one of the plans.

In short, whatever President Field wants to do, he will spare no effort to prevent her from doing it!

Henry Morgan was one of the liaison representatives put forward by the "Elders of Zion" composed of Jewish capitalists such as the Rothschild family, the Warburg family, the Wolfson family, and the Moses family.

If you still want the American Morgan family to make a comeback, then make use of your remaining energy.jpg.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Morgan!"

Although she was a complete mess in politics, Song Meiling was an expert in business. She knew that business was a two-way street, so she twisted her waist and said with a charming smile:

"I don't know, what do you want from us? As long as it's achievable, I and my country will do our best to accomplish it!"

After hearing this, Henry Morgan suddenly felt a surge of anger rising from his lower abdomen.

Recently, he, the eldest son of the Morgan family, has been living like a dog, hiding from people.

If he had not been rooted in the United States for so long and had not had some connections and relationships here, he would have been caught by those policemen and crazy NGW long ago.

When did I ever suffer such a crime?

Bitch!

So, Henry was feeling angry and had no place to vent. Looking at Soong May-ling wearing a cheongsam, he suddenly had an idea.

Damn, although she doesn't have the good figure and pretty looks of those celebrity models, this oriental face and mature woman's aura do have some charm!

Besides, she is the mother of China after all, so maybe it would be more exciting to play with her?

Henry suddenly showed an evil smile on his face:

"Ms. Song, I certainly have some requirements. If you can satisfy me, I can consider providing you with greater assistance. For example, increasing the initial funding from $100 million to $200 million..."

"..hiss..."

Soong Mei-ling gasped again. Two hundred million!

If we can really negotiate down 200 million, then as a major contributor, I can take a mere 50 million. Isn't that too much?

Soong Mei-ling said hurriedly:

"Please tell me, Mr. Henry! I and my country will do it!"

"First of all, of course... Then, well..."

After saying some conventional traitorous conditions that made Soong May-ling agree without a second thought, Henry began to scan her waist and hips with lustful eyes. Although he didn't say it explicitly, Soong May-ling understood it at once and became furious.

I am the mother of China!

You actually...actually...actually...two hundred million dollars...

Two hundred million dollars...

This is two hundred million dollars, not two dollars, not twenty-two million or twenty million, but two hundred million!!

Two hundred million!

Two hundred million is enough to do so many things!! I am sacrificing myself for my country!

right!

Sacrifice for the country!

Ah! Is there any other mother of the nation as great as me?

After such great achievements and sacrifices, taking a mere 100 million isn't too much, right?

Otherwise, what else can I use to make up for the trauma in my heart? Soong Mei-ling took a full ten seconds to complete the psychological preparation.

As to whether she sacrificed herself for the country, for money, or because Henry's figure and appearance, which had been pampered for a long time, were more pleasing to the eye than her syphilitic husband, or because she had not been satisfied for too long, that is a matter of opinion.

In short, after a series of complex psychological and facial changes, Soong Mei-ling once again regained her graceful smile, even with a hint of shyness:

"Ah, Mr. Henry, how about we go out and find a cafe to chat slowly?" Soong Mei-ling still had to have some dignity. After all, this was the Chinese Embassy in the United States, and there were subordinates outside, so she wanted to take the opportunity to go out and then find a secluded and elegant place to do the transaction.

After all, you are a lady, you should be romantic!

However, Henry didn't dare to run out openly now. Besides, he was already angry and couldn't wait any longer, so he flatly refused:

"No, let's go here! Maybe it tastes better here?"

This damn ghost!

"Then...lock the door?" "Madam, please do as you please."

after awhile.

"Oh my God! You're so strong..." "How does it compare to your husband's?"

"Well..."

"Ma'am, two hundred million dollars."

"Oh! That's much stronger than him."

"Then, ma'am, would you be so kind as to caress my poor, strong little Henry with your gentle little mouth?"

"this..."