Chapter 98

In the reception hall, Young Master Zhang was sitting quietly, pondering how to speak when he met Gao Yang later. They were about the same age, but Gao Yang was a figure on par with his father! Should he use the etiquette of peers or show respect as a junior?

Just as Young Master Zhang was hesitating, the door to the reception hall was opened. Young Master Zhang looked up and saw a tall figure walk in.

Dressed in a well-fitted major general's uniform, wearing shiny high boots, with a straight posture, Gao Yang had a faint smile on his face, but the aura of a superior still gave a sense of overwhelming pressure.

Young Master Zhang swallowed and stood up. Although Gao Yang's aura was intimidating, his strong sense of self-respect made him stand up to face Gao Yang.

The corners of Gao Yang's mouth curled up, and he walked to Young Master Zhang with a smile, saying lightly, "I wonder why the magpies outside have been chirping all day. It turns out a distinguished guest has arrived. Hanqing, I have heard much about you!"

Young Master Zhang was taken aback, a trace of unease flashing across his face, but he quickly put on a smile and said lightly, "Supervisor Gao, I have come here on my father's orders to congratulate you on your successful campaign against the rebel Lu Xiaojia. Here are some specialties from Northeast China, a small token of my respect, I hope you will accept them."

After speaking, he turned to his adjutant and gave a signal. The adjutant picked up a beautifully packaged box with both hands and stepped forward to hand it to Gao Yang.

Young Master Zhang said with a smile, "These are just some local specialties from Northeast China. My father said that since you are as wealthy as a nation, there is nothing much to offer, so he asked me to bring some ginseng and bear paws. A small gift, I hope you will accept it."

"Haha, very thoughtful, too kind. Thank you for your father's gesture," Gao Yang said with a smile, accepting the gift and handing it to Gao Feng behind him.

"Please, have a seat," Gao Yang invited Young Master Zhang to sit down. The guards brought in tea, and Gao Yang sat in the main seat, sipping the tea and looking at Young Master Zhang with a smile, "Hanqing, when did you arrive in Shanghai? Have you had a chance to look around?"

Young Master Zhang put down his teacup and said with a light smile, "Supervisor Gao, I just arrived in Shanghai yesterday and haven't had the chance to look around yet."

Gao Yang waved his hand and said with a smile, "Hanqing, we are about the same age, so you don't need to call me 'Supervisor.' Just call me by my courtesy name."

A trace of unease flashed across Young Master Zhang's face as he said, "What merit do I have to call you by your courtesy name? It troubles me deeply."

Gao Yang shook his head slightly and said, "Hanqing, that's not right. You are a tiger cub from a military family, already famous at a young age. It's an honor for me to be on equal terms with you."

Young Master Zhang's face turned slightly red. Gao Yang's words made him very awkward. Although he was very proud, the gap between him and Gao Yang was not small. Not wanting to dwell on this topic, he quickly said, "Then I will overstep, Brother Zihou."

"En, I assume you didn't come just to give gifts, Hanqing?" Gao Yang leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and asked with a light smile.

Young Master Zhang sat up straight, in a military posture, and nodded slightly in response, "Brother Zihou, there was a misunderstanding between the Zhenwei Army and your army before the New Year. My father sent me to apologize."

Gao Yang waved his hand and said with a smile, "That's a small matter, no need to bring it up. I have long admired your father."

Young Master Zhang thanked him repeatedly and then paused, continuing, "Brother Zihou, my father also asked me to bring a message. He wants to know what your thoughts are on the current political situation in the country? Do you have any plans to advance north and reach the Yellow River?"

After speaking, he looked at Gao Yang intently. This was the main purpose of his visit. General Zhang was very concerned that Gao Yang might advance north and directly enter the capital, and the Feng Army was not yet ready to face Gao Yang!

Gao Yang lowered his head slightly, stroked his chin, and tapped his fingers lightly on the table, remaining silent. The atmosphere in the room immediately became heavy.

Young Master Zhang's hands unconsciously clenched, and his gaze became increasingly serious. If Gao Yang had plans to advance north and enter the capital, it would be a brutal war not unlike the Zhili-Feng War!

After a while, Gao Yang stopped tapping and looked up at Young Master Zhang with a light smile, "Not at the moment."

Young Master Zhang let out a sigh of relief but then became tense again. Not now, but what about later? He asked impatiently, "What about later?"

Gao Yang shook his head with a smile and said, "Hanqing, do you really believe me if I give you a guarantee that I won't advance north?"

Young Master Zhang was taken aback. Indeed, even if Gao Yang said he wouldn't advance north, would he believe it? Would his father believe it?

Seeing Young Master Zhang's troubled expression, Gao Yang said calmly, "At least not this year! Of course not, the Japanese are about to rebel against the Feng, and watching the tigers fight from the mountain is what I like to do."

Gao Yang stood up and said with a smile, "Hanqing, don't think too much. You rarely come to Shanghai, so take a good look around. If you have any difficulties, come to me, and I'll do my best to be a good host."

Young Master Zhang knew that the official business was over and could only get up reluctantly to take his leave. Gao Yang watched Young Master Zhang leave, his eyes flickering, not knowing what he was thinking. "Keep a close eye on him." "Yes, sir."

In the following days, Gao Yang's life was simple yet fulfilling. During the day, he usually handled official business in Shanghai, and at night, he returned to the modern era to date Zheng Xiujing. He rested in the modern era at night.

One morning, Gao Yang was just starting to handle official business in the garrison command when Weixi entered with a document.

"Sir, the attack plan has been completed, please review it." Weixi handed the document to Gao Yang.

Gao Yang opened the document and read it carefully. Weixi stood quietly by his side, occasionally answering Gao Yang's questions. After about an hour, Gao Yang closed the document and nodded slightly, saying, "Let's start."

In the British Concession of Shanghai, at the Peace Hotel, Young Master Zhang, who had been playing at the Dazhong World Club until the early hours of the morning, was woken by a frantic knocking on the door. The hangover pain made Young Master Zhang shake his head violently, and he got up to open the door. His adjutant rushed into the room.

Seeing the anxious adjutant, Young Master Zhang yawned and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you so flustered? Has my father come?"

The adjutant shook his head slightly, composed himself, and said in a deep voice, "Commander! We just received news that the 6th Division is mobilizing on a large scale! There's no attempt to hide it, and all the roads out of the city are under military control, including the railways!"

"En?" Young Master Zhang, who was still dazed, immediately sobered up, his face changing drastically as he asked urgently, "Where are they mobilizing? North?"

"No, south," the adjutant replied.

Young Master Zhang visibly relaxed, scratching his head and saying, "South? Is it Sun Chuanfang?"

That afternoon, the former Zhejiang Supervisor, Lu Gongzi, who had been out of the public eye for some time, suddenly issued a nationwide telegram, admitting to colluding with the Japanese and betraying national interests. In the telegram, Lu Gongzi expressed his repentance in a tearful and heartfelt manner, asking for forgiveness from everyone and stating that he would go abroad for an inspection.

The commander of the Min-Gan Allied Army, Sun Chuanfang, also saw this telegram. Sun Commander was not interested in the empty words in the telegram; he focused intently on one sentence: "Conspired with the commander of the Min-Gan Allied Army, Sun Chuanfang!"

Sun Commander, shaking with anger, smashed all the teacups in his office! He roared in fury, "Gao Yang! You bastard! Greedy and insatiable, I'll make you pay!"

As an old hand, Sun Commander saw through Gao Yang's little trick at a glance. This telegram was just an excuse for Gao Yang to deal with him!

Another reason for his anger was that he had just sent gifts to Gao Yang to show goodwill, and Gao Yang, after accepting the gifts, immediately turned against him! Eight million yuan, all gone to waste. And he had sent it himself! Sun Commander was almost out of breath with anger.

After calling the subordinate who had delivered the gifts and giving him a dozen slaps, his frustration was slightly relieved. He unbuttoned his uniform and loudly ordered all senior officers to come to a meeting immediately!

At this time, the vanguard of the 6th Division, riding in trucks, had already passed Hangzhou and was heading towards Wenzhou. The entire road was filled with a long line of trucks, the dust raised by the wheels blocking out the sky.

Gao Yang planned to resolve the issue with the notorious traitor, Commander Sun, before Guo the Japanese rebelled against the Feng. The entire 6th Division, except for the garrison forces, was dispatched. At the same time, all naval ships had steamed out of the port, escorting a fleet of cargo ships carrying a full brigade of marines and large amounts of food and ammunition towards Wenzhou and Xiamen!

To prepare for this operation, Gao Yang postponed the reorganization of the army. Even Zhang Xinghai, who was supposed to be sent back to the military academy, was retained to participate in this campaign as a deputy squad leader.

In the garrison command, Young Master Zhang was drinking tea with Gao