The First Order

A total of 67 passengers were segregated from the refugees. Ren Xiaosu did not take care of them, but continued to shake hands with each refugee as much as possible, and congratulated them on finding their new home and new life.

Wang Yuexi and others were also on the side, sincerely feeling that the young master was really patient. A few days ago, they thought that the young master shook hands with each refugee, probably the enthusiasm at the beginning, and may not do so in the next few batches.

After all, you have to shake hands with tens of thousands of people.

As a result, they underestimated Ren Xiaosu's patience and felt ashamed of their thoughts...

After Ren Xiaosu handed over all the refugees to Wang Yuexi, he slowly walked towards the 67 people: "Let's talk, what is their identity?"

A Zhou official whispered: "We are ordinary refugees, why did the young handsome say this?"

Ren Xiaosu said: "Look at your side. I specially told the soldiers of the Northwest Army to take care of you with live ammunition. Do you think I have no points in my heart, will I treat refugees like this?"

But even if Ren Xiaosu said so, the officials of the Zhou family still refused to tell the truth: "Young Master, you misunderstood, we are really ordinary refugees."

"The mouth is so hard, it seems to be a spy," Ren Xiaosu suddenly appeared, and then said to the soldiers of the Northwest Army next to him: "Take them to the dungeon of the barracks, interrogate them carefully, you say to Zhang Xiaoman, I'll wait I'm going to pull refugees in Zhongyuan. Don't kill them before I come back."

When Zhou’s counselors heard this, the scared urine came out: "Young Master! Young Master! We said that I am the deputy director of the Department of Commerce of Zhou. I can’t stay at Zhou before escaping. Coming from Northwest, I heard that you are in Daxing Northwest, I think I can make some contribution..."

Ren Xiaosu thought, in fact, no matter what this group of people said, they could not stay. It was not that the Northwest was so xenophobic, but Ren Xiaosu was worried that there were indeed spies.

It's not trivial for Zhou officials to flee here, but it would be disgusting if they were mixed in with spies.

These people must have some gold and silver jewelry. If he is Xiaoxiao, he will care about it. But the Northwest is not short of this thing. The things brought by dozens of Zhou officials are compared with the wealth of the entire Northwest. Nine cattle are not counted.

But if there is a spy hidden here, the future harm may be great.

All killed?Ren Xiaosu has not been so cruel.

He said to these 67 people: "You are here to wait."

After talking, he whispered to Da Huu.

At this time, Zhou's officials whispered: "Will he send us back to Zhou's? I used to call Zhou Qingyang on the phone..."

One person shook his head and said: "Impossible, we are all here, there is so much money in his hand, how could he put us back, nothing more than let us get some blood out. We'll do it alone later When money bribes this so-called Northwestern Marshal, I don’t believe he can’t be moved.

"That's right," said another Zhou's official. "Someone else in this world doesn't love money?"

These Zhou officials are also very open-minded, and have been in the Zhou official for many years.

Ren Xiaosu and Da Houyou came back after discussing properly: "Everyone is sorry, Northwest does not welcome you."

A Zhou official was dumbfounded: "We have money."

Ren Xiaosu shook his head: "You can't do with money."

A Zhou official was anxious: "Why do you decide our destiny in this way, I want to see Zhang Jinglin, we request corresponding political treatment! Apply for political asylum! You are not the master of the Northwest, you do not have this power!"

Two hours later, the steam train drove to Zhongyuan again. A Zhou’s official with blue eyes and swollen face sat in the car and irresistibly dialed his satellite phone: "Hello, boss? I was kidding you before hahahaha , I will go back now and apologize to you..."

When the steam train arrived in the northwest, some people from the Zhou Dynasty came out of the barriers to greet them and took all the officials from the vehicles.

Before leaving, the responsible Zhou's intelligence officer also politely said to Ren Xiaosu: "Trouble you!"

Ren Xiaosu thought for a while and said: "Oh, these people also brought some personal belongings, you know, our steam train is quite expensive to run once..."

The eyes of the Zhou’s intelligence officer twitched. You clearly have extraordinary abilities. What do you have to do with oil? But he understands Ren Xiaosu’s meaning. Zhou Qingyang also specifically explained before he came out. conflict.

So Zhou's intelligence officer gritted his teeth and said, "Then their belongings will be paid to you as a charge for escort, and you accept it with a smile."

"Sensible," Ren Xiaosu raised his eyebrows with a smile: "Okay, then send someone to maintain the order of the refugees and let them queue up to get on the bus."

Zhou's intelligence officials left humiliating tears in his heart. He suddenly felt like he was paying compensation for ceding the ground.

He couldn't understand. Since you need someone to maintain the order of the refugees, can't you bring some soldiers from the northwest?!

But when I thought about it, I couldn't say that.

The Zhou's intelligence officer laughed: "Okay, arrange it now..."

However, Zhou Qingyang also told him other things before he came out. The intelligence official said to Ren Xiaosu: "Young handsome, you see this. Although the refugees used to be a heavy burden to Zhou, we were Relief refugees also brought a lot of food from the south. Now that the food has arrived, the refugees are about to be taken away by you. Isn’t this food wasted? To know that we collect and transport food also consume a lot of manpower and resources. See, can you..."

As soon as Ren Xiaosu heard this, he was moved: "Then hurry up and load the food on the truck. Let's take it to the northwest for refugees. It's not a waste!"

Intelligence Officer: "???

Does this mean yourself?The purpose of my saying this is not to let you leave some refugees for the Zhou family?

When Ren Xiaosu saw that the intelligence officer did not speak, he drew out the black knife: "Is it wrong?"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha," the intelligence officer laughed: "This will put you the food!"

Ren Xiaosu nodded: "Well, food can be tied to the roof of the car with a bag of hemp rope, so that it does not take up the space for refugees to get on the car."

"What you said really makes sense," the intelligence officer gritted his teeth. Now that the refugees have not retained and the food has been given away, he estimates that after he returns to Zhou this time, his future is almost over, intelligence officer. Looking at Ren Xiaosu seriously said: "Young handsome, I also want to Daxing Northwest......"

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