Crossing the spy war, my code name is God of Wealth

Chapter 272 Speedy

"Commander, should I step aside for a moment?" Zheng Jiemin stood up and prepared to leave.

Boss Dai waved his hand and said, "No need, sit down first."

After opening the telegram and taking a few glances at it, Boss Dai handed it to Zheng Jiemin.

"You should also take a look."

Zheng Jiemin took the telegram, glanced at it briefly, and was immediately shocked.

"A few days ago, the Japanese representative Takeo Imai and the consulate's military attaché Ken Inukai arrived in Hanoi and met with Mr.

"Mr. has decided to return to China in April to take over from Liang Hongzhi as the leader of the new government."

After reading the telegram, Zheng Jiemin was surprised and said, "That party and state veteran is coming back? He dares to come back?"

"Commander, when did you put a nail next to him?"

"It's Gao Zhongwu." Mao Feng didn't intend to hide it and directly revealed the identity of the lone wolf.

"Last November, when the elder took Gao Xuewu, Tao Xisheng and others away, Gao Xuewu didn't have time to send a message."

"It was not until I was changing planes in Kunming that I found an opportunity to contact the Military Control Commission."

"For this reason, the director specially set up the Gray Shadow Team to lurk in Hanoi and receive his intelligence."

So that's how it is. Zheng Jiemin complimented, "The director is still foresighted and arranged for Gao Zhongwu to be by the side of that elder early on."

"Now is not the time to flatter him," Boss Dai said solemnly, "His return will have a huge negative impact on the war of resistance."

"Yaoquan, come with me to meet with our superiors and see how this matter should be arranged."

"Yes, seat."

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Shanghai, French Concession.

He Qirong wrapped his old cotton-padded jacket around himself, blew a breath of hot air into his palms, and walked stealthily towards the Jiangbin Restaurant.

He Qirong is from Anhui Province, which has a vast territory and flat terrain, so every household owns a lot of land.

In these turbulent times, although we were poor, we could still have enough food and clothing.

Ever since Huayuankou was blown up, the river water flowed back and submerged the land in an instant. Many people in Anhui Province had to leave their homes and seek a living everywhere.

He Qirong followed his uncles and climbed onto the train to Shanghai.

Everyone says that Shanghai is a place full of gold.

It was not until he arrived in Shanghai that he realized that all the gold there was owned by someone.

It is not easy for these rootless outsiders to gain a foothold, let alone pick up gold, which is simply a dream.

Without money or connections, these people can only huddle at the dock, relying on their own strength to barely make ends meet every day.

However, not everyone can be a dock worker in Shanghai.

If you don't have a gang to protect you, you will probably only get half of your wages, and the other half will naturally be divided up by the foreman or someone else.

Fortunately, he was lucky. Chang San, the foreman of Shiliuhang Wharf, saw that he was tall and strong, so he introduced him to join the Green Gang.

Originally, life was just so bland. Although I didn't have enough to eat, I wouldn't starve to death either.

But just last night, Qian Dafu, a small leader of the gang, suddenly came to him and gave him a task.

He was asked to take a document from an unknown source and go to Jiangbin Restaurant to fight with someone.

The key is not to run away and let the police catch him.

As long as he does a good job, Boss Ji will reward him with a small yellow croaker when he comes out of the police station.

Hiss, small yellow croaker, that's thirty dollars.

Working as a laborer at the dock usually earns ten dollars.

If it were before I joined the gang, the foreman would have taken away three dollars from the ten dollars.

In addition, you have to pay three dollars for food and one dollar for accommodation.

It's only two or three dollars after you get it.

Even if you work hard for a year, you may not be able to save enough to buy a small yellow croaker.

After hearing Qian Dafu's words, He Qirong agreed without even thinking about it.

It's just going to jail, what are you afraid of?

"Jiangbin Restaurant." He Qirong knew only a few Chinese characters.

I had to ask passers-by several times before I finally confirmed the location of this restaurant.

Not far from the restaurant, several agents from No. 76 were staring at He Qirong from afar.

Seeing the other party's sneaky look, Lai Zi was the first to laugh.

"Team Leader Jiang, what did Qian Dafu do? Why did he find such a person?"

"How can he look like a Military Intelligence Bureau agent? Have you ever seen an agent walk like a thief?"

"Is he afraid that he won't be exposed enough?"

Jiang Ping couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw He Qirong's outfit.

The higher-ups were planning to find an excuse to cause trouble in the French Concession, and they were familiar with the tactic Captain Wu came up with.

In order to prevent the police from getting suspicious, Jiang Ping specifically told Qian Dafu to find a stranger.

Who knows why he chose such a thing.

How could he be a Military Intelligence Bureau agent with such a stupid look?

Never mind, this is just a play. Even if the actors are not so good, we can still make do with it.

Don't fail to resist when the time comes, or the whole show will be ruined.

"Just go with the show," Jiang Ping sighed heavily, turned to Qingpi and said, "Go to the police station and call for help. Tell them there was a fight at Jiangbin Restaurant."

Qingpi responded and ran towards the police station.

"Boss, shall we go in now?" Lai Zi came forward and asked.

"Wait a moment." Jiang Ping said, "At least let them have an appetizer."

"Waiter, take our order." After entering the restaurant, He Qirong touched the two dollars on his chest and subconsciously straightened his chest.

If you have money, you will naturally have some confidence.

"Sir, the food in our shop is not cheap. What would you like to eat?" Although the waiter's tone was polite, He Qirong could still hear the deep contempt in it.

"You see, I don't have any money, do you?" He Qirong took out two silver dollars and slammed them on the table. "Is that enough?"

The waiter was stunned. What happened?

The waiter looked He Qirong up and down in surprise. Although he was poorly dressed, he was very good at eating. Although two dollars could not buy a top-notch meal, it was enough for one person.

"Sir, please wait a moment. I will get you the menu."

He Qirong waved his hand and said, "Don't bother me. It's two dollars. It's up to you."

"Okay." The waiter hurriedly poured tea for He Qirong and ran to the kitchen to serve the dishes.

After a while, the waiter brought up a few dishes. This was a Shandong cuisine restaurant. Shandong cuisine was large in portion, heavy in oil and salt, and more suitable for the tastes of people from Anhui Province than local cuisine.

He Qirong grabbed the white steamed bun in front of him with one hand, and with the other hand he couldn't even wait to use the chopsticks, as if he wanted to pour all the food into his mouth in one bite.

"Thump, thump, thump." After taking a few bites, a burst of hurried footsteps was heard at the door.

Four or five men in black clothes rushed into the Jiangbin Restaurant aggressively.

Before the waiter came forward, Jiang Ping pointed at He Qirong who was eating happily and shouted: "Boy, where are you going to run?"

I've been busy until now, although it's a little late, at least I finally finished it.