After a refreshing walk, Wang Zhenyu walked into the study, rang the bell and said to Wang Zhenbang: "Old Five, make some arrangements, there may be more things to do in the next two days."

  After Zhu Zhihan left the military school, Wang Zhenbang took over as his personal secretary and deputy officer. As Wang Zhenyu's third secretary, he was probably the most relaxed one, after all, serving his own elder brother.

  Wang Zhenbang pulled out his notebook and pen, the latter being a recent fad in Anjiang that had started along with bicycles. The pen was not cheap, with an American-made Parker pen costing a full five dollars, which was why most Zhengfu officials who didn't need it for work would still opt for pencils. As a result, despite Anjiang's wide roads, people generally chose bicycles as their mode of transportation rather than Ford cars. Currently, there were only six Fords in all of Anjiang, belonging to Wang Zhenyu, Ye Zuwen, and four bureau directors. At first, the residents of New Anjiang had been curious about this foreign gadget, but after the tram started operating last month, everyone's attention was drawn to it instead. Nowadays, Anjiang was changing by the day, with something new and surprising happening every day, so eventually people stopped being shocked or excited, and "what's the big deal" became a common phrase.

  "Take note, later I will summon Gong Peng, the stationmaster of Changde Station, and his deputy officer Ming Datou to report back at the office building. And then grant them honors and promotions in military rank. Tomorrow, I will meet with Chen Shao, Li Buwei and others, you should also be present, I have important matters to arrange, and also arrange lunch and dinner, as well as midnight snacks. Go! By the way, Father's old leg has been acting up again recently, after meeting with Gong Peng and others, I will go see him. After you've made arrangements, let Wang Hu drive to Yuanjiang People's Hospital, get a good doctor who understands this area of expertise. Don't be like last time, getting an obstetrician and making a joke."

  Wang Zhenbang also laughed when he heard this last sentence, nodded and then left.

  "Gong Peng, this is our second meeting, I remember the last time was still in Changsha last year, right?" Wang Zhenyu said to Gong Peng with a very down-to-earth tone, while Gong Peng seemed slightly nervous at the moment.

  Don't look at Gong Peng working with a crowd of people, facing Qingheng, Wang Zhengya is calm and composed. But for some reason, when facing his own big boss Wang Zhenyu, he involuntarily trembles. This feeling has never appeared even in front of He Jian, it's really strange.

  Gong Peng couldn't help but react physically, and could only force himself to say: "Being able to serve the Great General is the pride of me and all special agents at Changde Station."

  Wang Zhenyu smiled and waved his hand, saying: "Don't be too nervous, you're both good, Xiaoming is also fine, you've all made contributions to Xiangxi. Zhenbang, announce the appointment."

  ORDER OF APPOINTMENT: Wang Zhenbang opens an appointment letter: "Hereby appointing Gong Peng, the station chief of Changde Station of the Military Intelligence Bureau, as the station chief of Guangxi Station of the Military Intelligence Bureau, with a promotion in military rank to Lieutenant Colonel. It is hoped that he will continue to work hard and make new achievements in his new position. September 1st, Year 2 of the Republic of China."

  Gong Peng's chest heaved with excitement: "I will never betray the General's trust in me, I am willing to die for it."

  Wang Zhenyu nodded in satisfaction: "As long as you do things with a sincere heart, you should also help the director more with a sincere heart. The Military Intelligence Bureau is such a big family, and it's not something that one person can handle alone. Many times, we still have to rely on your capable and hardworking backbone."

  The meaning of this sentence is clear, Gong Peng is also a person who has crawled out from the streets, and in these two years, he has also gained a lot of experience. He ponders the commander's intention, it can't be that he doesn't trust the director, right?

  People, often given a little sunshine, they shine; given a little rain, they overflow. Now that Wang Zhenyu has given some hope, this thought naturally came to life, after all, if one doesn't strive for oneself, heaven and earth will be destroyed.

  As for Ming Dahu as a deputy officer, he was naturally appointed as an army lieutenant and continued to serve as a deputy officer.

  At the moment of farewell, Wang Zhenyu suddenly had a hemorrhage in his brain and took a photo with Gong Peng and Ming Dahu. This habit of taking photos with leaders as a keepsake is also a new tradition for Xiangxi Group.

  On September 2, at the third-floor conference room of the Town Guardian's Mansion, Chen Shao, Wang Zhenbang, Li Buwei, Zeng Qi and twenty-one other core members of the Chinese Revival Society gathered. This damned Revival Society has now grown to nearly a thousand people, with most members between the ages of seventeen and twenty-eight, belonging to the typical young generation.

  Apart from their youth, their biggest commonality is that they firmly believe that Da Shuai is the man who can lead them to change this era.

  Looking at these young faces, Wang Zhenyu meditated for half a day and finally made up his mind to say: "Today, I invited you young people with ideals, ambitions, and a sense of responsibility to come here for only one purpose - to establish a party with fighting power. We will absorb more like-minded comrades through this party and strive for the re-rise and great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation."

  It's finally time to form a party, and the young people's blood is boiling. One of them from Guangdong stood up excitedly, shouting in a strong accent: "We are willing to follow the great general, fight for the great cause of national rejuvenation all our lives, my absolute mother ah person (never deceive people, homophone)!"

  This last sentence, a Cantonese phrase suddenly popped out, leaving everyone with a look of astonishment. However, it so happened that Wang Zhenyu from the future had stayed in Guangzhou for six years and could understand Cantonese.

  He also amused this simple-minded student: "I believe you won't cheat, your patriotic enthusiasm must be the most sincere. What's your name, where are you from in Guangdong?"

  The young man did not expect the general to ask his name and immediately stood up straight and said: "Reporting to the general, student Chen Gongbo, from Nanhai, Guangdong."

  What, Chen Gongbo, Wang Zhenyu would not take back the previous sentence of praise. You are not deceiving people, you are the second largest Hanjian in history, and the first is your fellow villager Wang Jingwei.

  Wang Zhenyu asked with an awkward expression: "How did you come back to Xiangxi?"

  Chen Gongbo didn't seem to notice Wang's embarrassment, and instead thought that Wang was concerned about him. With great pride, he said: "I saw in the newspaper that building western Hunan needs patriotic youth, so I secretly ran away from home."

  Wang Zhenyu thought for a moment: "At least at this time, Chen Gongbo was still patriotic. As for being a traitor, it actually has something to do with the environment, and there's no need to bring up personal morality. The argument that if you steal a bird's nest when you're young, you'll definitely become a traitor when you grow up is nonsense."

  Having made up his mind, Wang Zhenyu raised his hand to signal the somewhat excited Chen Gongbo to sit down: "You are all students of the first batch of Xiangxi Military Academy, and strictly speaking, you are all my students. From now on, let's not use the title 'General' anymore. This is a term used in the Qing dynasty, which is not much better than the military gate. Just call me Principal from now on."

  "Yes, Principal," they chorused immediately.

  Just as Wang Zhenyu was about to gloat over Principal Jiang, he suddenly thought of some reports in later generations about the misdeeds of principals, and hesitated, it's better not to recruit female students in his own military school.

  Having chatted enough, Chen Shao immediately took out a draft of the party formation plan and began to read it aloud.

  The party's name was personally decided by Wang Zhenyu, called the National Socialist Party of China, abbreviated as Guoshe Party. As for whether or not to implement national socialism, it will be said later, anyway, without shaking Wang Zhenyu's current county people governing the county's responsibility package system.

  As for the Party's nature, Wang Zhenyu personally defined it as: to complete the democratic revolution in China, thoroughly eliminate the remnants of feudalism, expel the imperialist forces of aggression, safeguard national sovereignty and unity, achieve national independence and state revival.

  These fifty-two words of personal qualities or action manifesto make Wang Zhenyu feel that his own character is noble, sublimated and detached from low-level interests.

  The highest leader of the party is the Executive Chairman of the Central Committee, and the highest organ of power: the Central Committee.

  The Central Committee of the Communist Youth League sets up a five-member Standing Committee. The Standing Committee has departments for organization, propaganda, investigation, discipline and youth; respectively responsible for organizational personnel, propaganda mobilization, intelligence gathering, disciplinary punishment, and youth development work.

  Wang Zhenyu thought for a long time, but still didn't directly turn his army into the party guard. The reason is simple. Once a political party has an army, it will not hand over the army after taking power unless it is destroyed. In the future, only the Kuomintang achieved nationalization of the military in Taiwan, which is a pride for Chinese people and a beacon of human progress.

  More political parties know that the military is a poison, but they are more willing to die with the military. This is something that Wang Zhenyu does not want to see, so before having enough confidence, Wang Zhenyu will not set up a military committee in the National Socialist Party.

  However, allowing political parties to send cadres with supervisory, propaganda and educational nature to the army and government is acceptable to Wang Zhenyu, this degree of control can avoid the situation of being unstoppable in the future.

  Considering the current situation, Wang Zhenyu did not rush to establish a central committee, but instead set up a temporary central committee. There was no standing committee, only departments at this level, including:

  Chen Shao was in charge of the Organization Department; Chen Gongbo was in charge of the Propaganda Department; Li Buwei was in charge of the Discipline Department; Zeng Qi was in charge of the Youth Department.

  Chen Gongbo was the happiest, and as soon as he stood up to express his determination, he was entrusted with the heavy responsibility of Minister of Propaganda. The Minister of Investigation, Wang Zhenyu, left Zhou Lian, a table that needs three legs to stand firm.

  He Jian's Military Intelligence Department, Ma Xicheng's Guard Bureau, Zhou Dan's Investigation Department are Wang Zhenyu's three legs.

  On September 9, the Chinese National Socialist Party's affairs were almost settled. After Wang Zhenyu signed the party charter draft to make it effective, he immediately bid farewell to his wife and children, and set off from Anjiang with his entourage to Jingzhou. Xu Yuanquan had been waiting for him there for a long time, and was about to start implementing the battle plan for Liuzhou and other northern Guangxi regions.

  For his own iron development plan, Wang Zhenyu held the idea of not fearing boiling water with a dead pig (he had already offended Yuan Da Tou), and ordered the continued execution of the Liu Zhou strategy.