Ning Zhiheng was also quite troubled during this period. None of his subordinate forces were able to find Jiro Hirayama. Whether it was the Gendarmerie Command, the Special High School Division, or even the police station searched the city of Shanghai, they found nothing.

Ning Zhiheng even ordered the intelligence department in the concession to find out the whereabouts of Jiro Hirayama and Yasu Miyata. However, the population of the public and French concessions was over one million. Although the intelligence department has been operating in the concession for a long time and is strong, it is difficult to find Yasu Miyata in a short period of time.

There is such a person who is secretly watching and always wanting his own life. Even if he is as calm as Ning Zhiheng, it is difficult to regard it as if nothing is wrong.

In the president's office, Hirao Daichi is reporting to Ning Zhiheng.

"President, everything is fine in Suzhou City. The military determined that Hirayama Tokumoto's death was done by anti-Japanese elements. It is currently conducting a clearing-town inspection in Suzhou. Miura has integrated all the smuggling merchants in Suzhou City. According to convention, they are willing to provide us with a source of goods."

Ning Zhiheng nodded, and he asked, "How is Kawata's funeral arrangements?"

In this assassination, two bodyguards died under Jiro Hirayama's gun, and one was seriously injured.

Ning Zhiheng has always been generous to his subordinates who are willing to block the gun for him. Each of his three subordinates has a reward and pension of 50,000 yen.

Hirao Daichi replied: "Everything is arranged and the family members are very satisfied!"

Ning Zhiheng sighed and said, "Now that the Fujiwara Club tree attracts wind, you should be more low-key in your actions. It is not possible to be reckless like Shirakawa. It was originally a very simple thing. I just need to say hello to Major General Yoshioka and transfer Hirasan Tokumoto from Suzhou. As a result, if such a big thing happened, I would have to clear up Tada Nakatsu and I would have to do it. It would be really not worth the loss."

This time, Ning Zhiheng was indeed quite passive. The military was not a fool. There were many people who guessed the truth about the matter. However, under the coercion of the senior management, they were afraid of the background of Fujiwara Society. So no one came forward to cause trouble, otherwise it would be a trouble.

"Hiyi, I don't know what I know, and it makes you embarrassed." Hirao Daichi bowed and lowered his head.

Hirao Daichi is now in a high position in Fujiwara Club. Basically, all the operations are left to him to manage. Shirakawa Hidei was the candidate he chose, but it turned out to be a mess.

Ning Zhiheng raised his hand and said softly: "Although Shirakawa has done so many things, he has also paid his life for the development of the company. I can't treat him badly. You go to Akagi to get 100,000 yen and send it to his family. You can arrange the specific matters."

"Hi Yi!"

Seeing Hirao Daichi withdrawing from the room, Ning Zhiheng sat in the seat and closed his eyes to rest. He had a lot of things now, and he had to deal with and consider carefully in every aspect. Now, the time bomb of Hirayama Jiro has appeared again, which made him feel a headache and very sad.

At this time, the knock on the door sounded, and Yi Huaan pushed the door open and entered.

"The president, Qin Lechi, the boss of Lehe Trading Company, asked for a meeting."

Ning Zhiheng was stunned. He knew that Qin Lechi should still be recuperating in the hospital at this time, so why did he suddenly ask for a meeting with him?

"Please come in!"

Soon, Qin Lechi pushed the door and entered. Since Qin Lechi was tortured and seriously injured by the secret service, he has been thinking about completing the transportation of supplies earlier. Before his injuries were cured, he forced himself to be discharged from the hospital and came to Fujiwara Company to contact the purchase of supplies.

"President!"

Ning Zhiheng looked at Qin Lechi with a cane and was walking unsteadily, so he signaled him to sit down on the sofa beside him and whispered: "Qin Sang, your injury has not healed yet, why have you been discharged from the hospital?"

The two of them met at Su Yue's home before, and they knew each other. Qin Lechi hurriedly nodded and said, "It's all skin trauma, and now it's no longer a problem. This time, Lechi suddenly suffered a sudden disaster. It's up to the president, you lend a helping hand and rescue me from the tiger's mouth. The doctor in the hospital said that you also sent me two sulfonamides, and I saved my life. Lechi has always remembered it in my heart, so I came to thank you for being discharged from the hospital."

Qin Lechi said this with sincerity. He was able to escape this time. Although Su Yue asked for help in time, he still played a decisive role in the future, and even used the military police team to force the rescue. Otherwise, he would never escape this disaster. He would come and thank him immediately.

Ning Zhiheng laughed and said, "Qin Sang, you are polite. Su Jun and I are old friends. We still have to help with this little thing. Besides, you are just a disaster. I believe you know the real reason, so you don't have to worry about it."

"Where, I know the president's great kindness. I heard that the president is a calligraphy master. To express my gratitude, I specially presented an ancient note I treasured at home to the president. I would like to accept it with a meager gift. President, please accept it with a smile!"

After saying that, he stood up, took out an exquisite wooden box, and carefully delivered it to Ning Zhiheng's desk.

Ning Zhiheng smiled and said, "Qin Sang, you are so polite. You are willing to have my preferences."

He reached out to take the wooden box, opened it and looked at it, and his eyes lit up. He quickly took out the ancient stickers inside and carefully checked it. This was actually an ancient copybook by Zhao Mengfu, a famous calligrapher and painter of the Yuan Dynasty. Zhao Mengfu was known as one of the four masters of regular script in the history of Chinese calligraphy. He was good at poetry and proficient in literature, knowledgeable and talented, and was famous for his calligraphy and painting. His regular script was clear and elegant, beautiful, vigorous and steady, and was known as the "Zhao style".

His ancient posts are absolutely extremely precious, and Ning Zhiheng naturally likes them very much.

He stood up suddenly, stepped forward a few steps, sat down opposite Qin Lechi, with a smile obviously much more friendly: "Qin Sang, you are all in love, I won't refuse. If you have any questions in the future, you can come to me directly. Everyone is their own."

Qin Lechi didn't expect that the effect of this ancient sticker would be so good. Fujiwara Tomori immediately changed his smile and became much more kind and kind. He couldn't help but feel happy secretly. He quickly struck while the iron was hot and continued, "President, I really have something to ask for when I came to the door this time, but I'm a little presumptuous. I hope the president will agree."

After saying that, he looked frightened, but his eyes were carefully observing Ning Zhiheng's expression changes.

Ning Zhiheng's eyes flashed and then disappeared. He showed a clear expression and said disapprovingly: "Qin Sang, if you have anything to do, what I said in Shanghai, what I, Fujiwara Tomori, still works!"

Hearing that Ning Zhiheng had a big bag and had no intention of refusing, Qin Lechi was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Thank you, President! That's right, our Lehe Trading Bank had many business partners in southern Jiangsu before. Later, after the war, the material control was strict, and our business in southern Jiangsu was cut off. Now we want to re-establish commercial exchanges in southern Jiangsu, but we have no channels to transport them to southern Jiangsu..."

Speaking of this, he looked at Ning Zhiheng's face and did not notice any unhesitation. He continued: "I heard that the company has opened a business road to Wuxi, so I want to take the company's transportation vehicle to transport our goods to southern Jiangsu. I wonder if the president can agree?"

Ning Zhiheng knew as soon as he heard this, Qin Lechi wanted to borrow the relationship between Fujiwara and transport the materials out of Shanghai, so he was naturally willing to do so.

In fact, he had long been determined to provide convenience for underground party organizations to transport materials. After all, using Fujiwara's channels can be foolproof and absolutely safe. It is just difficult to communicate with the organization and cannot actively raise this point to the farmers, otherwise his identity will be exposed immediately. Now that Qin Lechi is here, he can just follow the flow and complete the promotion process without any trace.

Ning Zhiheng pretended to think for a moment, then nodded slowly and said, "Qin Sang, I can agree to your request. After all, Su Jun and I are good friends, but business is business. You know, if you want to borrow the company's channels, you have to increase the price by 70%. You have to be clear about this, and you must keep this matter confidential, otherwise everyone will do this, and I will be very difficult to do."

When Qin Lechi was overjoyed when he heard Ning Zhiheng agreeing to his request, he was overjoyed. He had never expected that things would go so smoothly. Fujiwara Tomori agreed immediately without any doubts.

As for the 70% increase, although this price is a bit high, it is still worth it to ensure safety.

After all, it is the underground party organization that transports the materials themselves. The cost of preparations and preventive measures is also very high. The most important thing is safety issues. Once a problem arises, it is not only the goods but also the losses of personnel, which can cause a disaster. In comparison, it is much more cost-effective to borrow Fujiwara's channels.

For this reason, the organization head Lin Hanwen finally agreed to Qin Lechi's plan. Of course, the underground party organization has had a relatively abundant activity funding over the past period of time. The huge sums sent by Shadow these two times were enough to buy a large amount of supplies. There is nothing more important than supporting the supply of troops in the mountains of southern Jiangsu.

Qin Lechi smiled and agreed repeatedly: "Of course, of course, the price is handled according to your wishes. Lechi thanks the president for his care, and please rest assured that this matter will never be known to irrelevant people, otherwise you just ask me."

The reason why Ning Zhiheng dared to raise this price was that he was unwilling to make others suspicious. After all, such an operation would require a high fee to be charged for Fujiwara. Second, he knew very well that the funds he gave to the organization were enough to pay the extra fee.

The two of them had decided to discuss it. Ning Zhiheng called Hiraoshi in, explained the matter clearly in front of Qin Lechi, and asked Hiraoshi to make specific arrangements.
Chapter completed!