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Seven hundred and sixty-one small business(1/2)

After listening to He Yijun's introduction, Zuo Zhong cursed Hase Ryosuke secretly with a dark face, and then changed the conversation to another matter.

"Gui Youguang's tavern must be run well. It doesn't matter if you don't gain anything in a short period of time. It's enough to keep a low-intensity focus on the goal.

It is best to develop one or two eyeliners in the other party's home. I want to know who the target meets and what they say every day.

People like this are very powerful in Shanghai, and once they collude with the Japanese, the consequences will be disastrous, and the Chairman is very worried about them."

At this point, he said meaningfully: "Many people say that Shanghai belongs to foreigners. I think this statement is not accurate.

Apart from the influence of the armies of various countries, the Caobang are the real local emperors in Shanghai, and they have penetrated into every aspect of society.

Take Ji Yunqing, our target this time, for example. This person opened incense halls in Shanghai, Xi and other places and recruited many disciples. His influence cannot be underestimated.

A large number of politicians, party bosses, evil gentry, literati, hooligans and other people from all walks of life came to his service, including many high-ranking officials.

For example, Bi Shucheng, the former Fengjun warlord, and Li Shiqun, a double agent from the underground party and secret service headquarters, were all disciples of Ji Yunqing.

Especially Li Shiqun, this guy was arrested some time ago, and he was able to escape only because of his wife's "begging" from Xu Enzeng."

Lao Xu, Lao Xu,

It’s really fun the more you play!

A smile appeared on Zuo Zhong's face. Li Shiqun's wife was a socialite in Shanghai, and his father was once a famous capitalist in the Republic of China.

Relatives and friends at home were either businessmen or officials, but Li Shiqun, to put it bluntly, was a bitch.

I don’t know what qualities she saw in Li Shiqun, so she first offered him money to go to school, and then introduced Li Shiqun to Ji Yunqing’s sect.

Maybe this is true love?

Or maybe Li... is extremely talented.

In short, this wealthy lady was extremely anxious when she learned the news of her husband's arrest, and tried to lure him out through connections, but unfortunately she failed.

In the end, she sold all her assets and found Director Xu Enzeng, who was in charge of the case, and begged to let her husband go.

Faced with the money delivered to his door and the charming Mrs. Li, what would Lao Xu, a pervert, choose? Of course, he would want them all.

As for how Lao Xu destroyed the flower with ruthless hands, it is not enough for outsiders to explain. Anyway, the description in the gossip news is very exciting.

When it comes to eating melons, the people of Jinling have always been serious. If it weren't for the warning from the secret service headquarters, the drawings would have been published.

It is said that the title of the painting is "Mrs. Li Fengyue Saves Fengchen". In a sense, Xu Enzeng can be regarded as a passive anti-Japanese hero.

In the future, Li Shiqun formed No. 76 Jisi Feier Road and killed countless patriots.

Looking at it this way, Lao Xu's greatest contribution to the war against Japan may have been taking in Mrs. Li.

Zuo Zhong shook his head, trying to expel some easily jarring images from his mind, and then warned again with a serious expression.

"It's not difficult to monitor Ji Yunqing, he's just an old gangster who has passed his time. You have to be careful not to let those urban foxes and social rats see the problem.

Tell Gui Youguang that without my personal order, the tavern cannot have vertical contact with anyone, and just complete the task with all your strength.

We would rather progress slowly than alarm the target. This is a long-term mission, with recruiting informants and obtaining intelligence as the top priority."

"Yes, Deputy Director."

He Yijun next to him responded, and then asked doubtfully: "How to deal with the three Cao gang bosses Huang, Du, and Zhang? Do we need to monitor them?

They are currently the most powerful Baixiang people in Shanghai. Compared with them, the veteran Ji Yunqing can be considered second-rate at best.

It’s just that...the chairman of the committee once worshiped Mr. Huang, and there are some things that we can’t decide on, and we don’t know how to deal with it.”

She asked a very sensitive question for Song Minghao and others. No matter what profession you work in, human relationships are a difficult problem that can never be avoided.

It is said that Bald's investment failed and he was almost thrown into the Huangpu River by his creditors. It was only because of Mr. Huang's face that he escaped.

So now whether or not to monitor Mr. Huang has become a political issue. If there is a problem, people in the world will accuse someone of being unethical.

"Of course we have to monitor it too."

After thinking about it, Zuo Zhong gave the instruction: "Don't say this kind of thing in the future. How could a leader be a disciple of Huang?

However, Mr. Huang is very helpful in saving lives. You should be polite when doing things and don't listen to others like the secret service headquarters.

As for the other two people, Mr. Du also followed the same procedure. It is worth noting that the man named Zhang is very ambitious and has no bottom line in his actions.

He sold cigarettes in Shanghai, forced good girls into prostitution, and committed all kinds of evil. He was known as the Three Color Tycoon, and murder and gambling were commonplace.

Tell the brothers to work carefully. Many of Zhang's subordinates are professional soldiers who graduated from the Zhejiang Military Academy with him.

Secret sanctions are allowed when necessary, and there is no need to retaliate against me. No matter who it is, anyone who dares to betray the country and nation will be killed without mercy."

The official character has two syllables,

It makes sense no matter what.

During a burst of Kang's passionate slogans, Zuo Zhong didn't even blink, and he naturally divided the four targets into two types.

Mr. Huang and Mr. Du are simply monitoring, while Mr. Ji Yunqing and Mr. Zhang are monitoring and spying. The deeper meaning is not difficult to understand.

Just like the monsters killed in "Journey to the West" have no background, Ji Yunqing and Mr. Zhang will eventually be abandoned.

These two people have only a moderate relationship with senior officials and usually only make money but don't know how to share it. Targeting them will not cause a backlash from the government.

Even if it was just to scare the monkeys, they would still be dead. Ji and Zhang knew this very well, so the possibility of surrendering to the enemy was very high.

"I understand, Deputy Director."

He Yijun nodded, looked at the time, and walked out with the menu.

Even though the hotel is full of people of your own, you still have to pay attention to the things you should pay attention to.

Staying in the room for too long can easily arouse suspicion.

Watching the door being closed, Zuo Zhong half-closed the curtains, fell on the bed and rested for a while, until He Yijun knocked on the door again with a dinner plate.

This time there was no unnecessary communication between the two. Zuo Zhong took the food and returned to the house, and then he did not go out. The hotel was quiet.

Time passes minute by minute,

The night is getting darker and darker.

On the wall near the hotel, a black shadow suddenly flashed and jumped down, and soon it completely merged into the dark and complicated alley.

An hour later, in a nightclub in Hongkou, a dozen Japanese people were holding hands and singing songs in a whimpering manner.

"Mr. Hase, I am very satisfied with your reception. No wonder my colleagues in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs say that you are a person like Song Gongming who is a timely rainer."

One of the middle-aged men touched the small gift in his pocket, took Ryousuke Hase's right hand, and expressed his gratitude with excitement.

A big yellow croaker,

This gift is "heavy" enough.

"Haha, this is just a small thing. When you return to China, Mr. Vice-Chancellor, I will give you generous gifts. Please don't mind."

Hase Ryosuke let out a heroic laugh, and at the same time calmly took out his right hand, picked up a glass of whiskey and invited the other party to drink together.

Since he understood the importance of money, in addition to providing intelligence for the Secret Service, he also started some small businesses, such as smuggling cigarettes.

It's just that it's different from the way most Japanese tobacco merchants operate. His trading objects are a little special and involve a little risk.

This special commissioner came to Shanghai just for this matter. It was this person who led the search of the port and Hongkou by the Special High School Section in the past few days.

If you don't feed it well, it will easily lead to trouble. It's better to lose money and avoid disaster. Maybe there will be unexpected surprises. After all, who doesn't love money.

"oops."

"I don't mind, I don't mind."

Over there, the middle-aged man quickly raised his glass to him and drank it down. After burping, he began to talk about how difficult it was for him.

A wry smile appeared on his face: "Those of us working in Tokyo are very poor, and there is really no way to compare with your staff stationed abroad."

Don't be afraid of Hase-kun's jokes, the children's admission fees are increasing every year, and I can't afford it with my salary from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Even my wife’s desire to buy lipstick produced by Miguo Man cannot be satisfied by me. It’s because of my incompetence as a husband!”

After saying that, he directly took a bottle of wine worth tens of dollars in his hand and drank half of the bottle with a tilt of his head, his eyes becoming more and more blurred.

idiot,

This bastard!

I've been talking for a long time, isn't it just asking for money? It's none of my business if your child doesn't have money to go to school.

Your wife can't afford cosmetics, so why not join me and save yourself from poverty?

And you feel uncomfortable when you feel uncomfortable. Why did you waste my wine? Do you know how expensive this wine is?

Hase Ryosuke really wanted to give the other person a big mouth, but this person's attitude was related to the safety of the business and he could not be offended easily.

He had no choice but to hold back his anger and clapped his hands at the special agents who were traveling with him. Everyone immediately stood up, bowed and left quickly.

Not only them, but the bartender, dancers, other customers, and even several naval officers also immediately bowed their heads and walked out.

The originally noisy nightclub suddenly became empty, leaving only dim lights flashing on the faces of Hase Ryosuke and the middle-aged man.

"Your Excellency, Deputy Chief."

Hase Ryosuke took out a suitcase from under his body and placed it on the table. He pressed the button with both hands and opened it with a click, then turned it around smoothly.
To be continued...
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