Chapter 84 Forcing Him into the Net

Compared to Ding Mocun, this man was much thinner, with a middle-parted traitorous hairstyle, yellow teeth, and sunken, bluish cheeks—clearly a drug addict.

Occupying office space?

That was Ding Mocun's younger brother, Ding Zijun, the head of the Public Relations Section.

Ding Zijun used the guise of socializing to set up his office in the most bustling area of ​​the French Concession, where he spent his days indulging in a life of debauchery, frequenting dance halls, prostitutes, and opium dens, enjoying all the pleasures of life.

Of course, Ding Mocun's decision to have him move out was also partly to protect him, fearing that his younger brother would get involved in the internal strife and suffer harm from Li Shiqun.

This was the first time Wang Xuesen had met him.

As expected, he's a complete waste of space.

"Looks like you're not blind."

"Nice car, bulletproof, not many in Shanghai. You've got some skills, kid." Ding Zijun said, kicking the car tire with his hands in his pockets.

"I don't have any special skills; it's all thanks to the two directors taking care of me," Wang Xuesen said with a smile that was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Alright."

"Enough with the nonsense, lend me the car for a couple of days, give me the keys." Ding Zijun yawned and impatiently stretched out his hand to ask for them.

Wang Xuesen took out the key and weighed it in his hand.

Just as Ding Zijun was about to reach for it, Wang Xuesen snatched it back, raising his eyebrows and laughing like he was teasing a dog: "Sorry, there are two things I never lend out: my wife and my car."

"If you want a car, go ask your brother."

As he spoke, he began to walk toward the driver's seat.

"Oh ho, still so arrogant in front of Young Master Ding, you must have a death wish." Mao Ziming added fuel to the fire with a strange laugh.

Ding Zijun's face fell, and he blocked Wang Xuesen's path in a fit of rage: "Damn it, you think you're so great?"

"Who do you think you are? You're just a dog my brother raised, and you dare to act wildly towards me?"

"It's your honor that I'm driving your car."

"Hurry up and get it to me!"

"Wang Xuesen, did you hear me? Hand over the keys to the bulletproof car right now!" Mao Ziming barked and grumbled from the side.

With Kuomintang assassins everywhere, and only three armored vehicles in the entire unit, everyone is envious.

Why should Wang Xuesen, a newcomer, be allowed to open the door?

Ding Zijun rarely comes back, so this is a good opportunity to use his prestige to dampen Wang Xuesen's arrogance.

"Get out of the way!" Wang Xuesen's eyes turned cold, and with a single gesture, Ding Zijun stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Oh my god, this is outrageous! How dare they hit me..." Mao Ziming screamed, but seeing Wang Xuesen raise his hand, he quickly shrank back and swallowed his words.

"Damn it, I'll kill you!"

Ding Zijun got up and charged forward menacingly with a punch, but Wang Xuesen kicked him in the stomach.

Ugh!

Ding Zijun groaned and squatted down, clutching his stomach in pain.

"Secretary Mao, have you also considered sparring with him?" Wang Xuesen looked at Mao Ziming beside him.

"I..." Mao Ziming was speechless.

He had been slapped on the head by this madman in front of Zhou Fohai, so he didn't dare to move for a moment.

"I think you two twins are just two useless people."

"Get out of the way!"

Wang Xuesen shoved Mao Ziming aside like he was scolding a dog, opened the car door, and got in.

Then, he shifted into reverse, the accelerator roared, and he drove right up to the two of them.

"Damn it!"

Ding Zijun and his companion were so frightened that they quickly dodged.

Amidst the shouts and curses from the two men, Wang Xuesen sped away with a thud.

"Young Master Ding, are you alright?" Mao Ziming quickly helped Ding Zijun up.

"I'm so angry!"

"How dare a dog insult its owner!"

"I have to kill him."

Ding Zijun patted the dust off his clothes, his teeth almost grinding to powder.

"Oh well, there's nothing we can do about it."

"The director trusts him too much. I heard he even asked him to accompany Zheng Pingping on her birthday. He's doing more work than I, his secretary, am now."

"How could they not be arrogant?"

Mao Ziming sighed and said sarcastically.

"No way, I have to talk to my brother about this. I refuse to believe I can't deal with this country bumpkin from the mountain town." Ding Zijun became more and more furious as he thought about it.

"Young Master Ding, didn't he just say he wouldn't lend out his car or wife?"

"Why don't we... hehe."

"Wang Xuesen's wife, Su Wanjia, is a first-rate beauty, just look at her."

Mao Ziming always carried secretly taken photos of Su Wanjia, and he would send one to any powerful and lecherous person he met, instigating them.

The objective is very clear.

He wanted to ruin Wang Xuesen's family and cause his death.

Once Su Wanjia is lured away, Wang Xuesen will be nothing but a piece of trash. Will he still have a place to stay in Shanghai then?

Hehe, this is called using a "gun" to kill someone.

What they borrowed wasn't just a gun, but a "gun" that all the lecherous men in Shanghai couldn't control.

Who the hell made your wife so beautiful and sexy?

Live it!

"Wow, this woman is quite beautiful." Ding Zijun's eyes widened when he saw the photo.

"Young Master Ding."

"Go back and find a woman you know well to host a party, and send an invitation to Su Wanjia."

"At the party, you can tamper with her drinks as you please."

"Then... hehe, take a few photos and publish them in the newspaper."

"How will Wang Xuesen continue living his life?"

"If he had any shame, he wouldn't be able to survive in Shanghai."

Mao Ziming lit a cigarette, took a drag, and started coming up with a wicked idea.

"I have to say, you're not entirely stupid."

"Do as you say, I've got this woman sorted out."

Ding Zijun laughed heartily.

"Young Master Ding, it's best not to let the director know about this."

"I don't know what kind of spell Wang Xuesen has cast on the director. Now the director listens to everything he says. This could easily lead to trouble," Mao Ziming thought for a moment and then reminded him.

"I know, I'm not stupid." Ding Zijun nodded.

……

Wang Xuesen got into the car.

From a distance, through the rearview mirror, you can still see the resentful and jealous eyes of the "two idiots".

He shook his head slightly and smiled disdainfully.

Two good-for-nothings and short-lived wretches.

He drove straight to the pharmacy.

Going to a pharmacy is much easier now than before.

Ding Mocun, Wu Sibao, Yang Jie and others all asked him to help bring medicine.

Furthermore, he has begun to gain Li Shiqun's attention, and all the tails that were watching him have been removed. If he wants, he can come to the pharmacy twice a day without any problem.

We arrived at the consultation room.

Old Du smiled and took his pulse.

"What are you so happy about? Did you find gold?" Wang Xuesen asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Hmm, found it. Aren't you just a piece of gold?"

"I've earned a lot of funding from these missions, so I finally don't have to worry about the pharmacy closing down anymore," Du Song joked.

"You've become addicted to treating and saving people, haven't you?" Wang Xuesen rolled his eyes at him.

Du Song smiled smugly: "What's wrong with saving people? It's better than the Kuomintang killing people and planting bombs, right?"

"That's true."

"Have you finished reading? I have other things to do," Wang Xuesen urged.

"Your pulse is weak and shallow. You need to moderate your sexual activity. Your essence is depleted..." Du Song often tried to advise him to take care of his health.

Wang Xuesen, annoyed by his nagging, quickly raised his hand to stop him: "Don't tell me, you should tell Miss Su, her addiction is much bigger than mine now."

"Okay, let her come next time, and I'll give her a proper talk about health and wellness."

"When young, one does not know the value of vital essence; when old, one's legs weaken, and one can only regret it."

"Look at me, I'm almost fifty. I'm not bragging, but someone like you could take on three people with one hand without any problem."

Juniper, having parted ways with his goatee, began boasting again.

"Can't you live without bragging every day?"

"What's up?"

Wanjia made an appointment with Mao Ziming's wife, Li Lu, today, and he's in a hurry to go back and touch his stockings.

"It's still about Mao Sen. The boss is very anxious, and Director Mao is also very anxious," Du Song said.

"We've made progress."

"Warrant Lieutenant Shibuya of Unit 76 has a good relationship with Taro Harano, the captain of the Hangzhou Military Police."

"But we need to find someone to take on this job."

"I can only act as a middleman."

"If we check both sides, Mao Renfeng will eventually find out who I am."

"In that case, you send Mao Sen's wife to Hangzhou to ask Xu Pucheng for help. Xu Pucheng has a fourth concubine named Li Moli who lives in Shanghai. You should ask her first before I go to Shibuya."

Wang Xuesen gave his instructions.

"Yes, we need to be careful about confidentiality and security."

"I immediately instructed Chen Gongshu to contact Mao Renfeng's commissioner and have them arrange for Mao Sen's wife to visit Xu Pucheng."

"Just wait for the letter."

Du Song nodded and said in a very efficient manner.

"OK."

"I'll start working on this when Li Moli contacts me."

"Also, has the 100,000 yuan for settling the matter arrived?"

Wang Xuesen asked in a deep voice.

"Boss Dai and Director Mao really can't come up with that much money; they can only give a maximum of 50,000." Du Song shook his head helplessly.

"Damn it!"

"Is a station manager in Hangzhou not even worth 100,000 yuan?"

"Fine, fifty thousand it is. But that amount of money is definitely not enough to ask for favors. I'm telling you now, if we can't get him out, don't blame me." Wang Xuesen knew that Dai Li and Mao Renfeng were both stingy, so he was too lazy to argue anymore.

"How much?"

"At least give me a number, so I can explain it to them."

Du Song asked.

"I don't care how much money they give Xu Pucheng."

"Shibuya will need at least 70,000 yen, and I already have 50,000 yen in funding. Mao Renfeng and his team will need to add at least another 20,000 yen."

This is the lowest price.

Wang Xuesen ate upright, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.

He's purely a get-by-doer; he'll do as much as he's paid for.

If the money isn't there, then forget it.

Take it or leave it!

……

As soon as I got home from the pharmacy, I heard the cheerful laughter of Wanjia and the other ladies, and smelled their pleasant cosmetics and the aroma of Xiaomin's stewed pork belly.

Wang Xuesen felt inexplicably a little smug.

There are beautiful women and delicious food.

They can make a lot of money soon, and this life is really not bad. It's much happier than their previous life when they were running around the world like beasts of burden.

"Wife."

Wang Xuesen put down his bag, walked behind Wanjia, hugged her breasts, and gave her a sweet, affectionate kiss.

"Xuesen, quickly draw me a card, I'm ready to win!" Wan'er had become shameless now, focusing only on the cards on the table.

"Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, help my Wan'er to win!"

Wang Xuesen acted strangely, reached out and picked up a card, rubbed it a couple of times, and then slammed it on the table.

Eight!

Hi.

He actually won by touching the spot himself.

"Hehe, I won! I won!"

"Honey, you're amazing."

Wanjia clapped her hands with childlike joy and then turned to give Wang Xuesen a sweet kiss.

"Of course," Wang Xuesen said proudly.

"Wow, Wanjia, your man has such good luck!"

"What's this called? A loving couple brings prosperity in everything. No wonder our Wanjia has been looking more and more well-off lately."

"That's what it means to be blessed by a good man."

The other two wives from the chamber of commerce exchanged flirtatious glances and began to tease each other with coquettish laughter.

"No, as long as he's not angry, that's fine. Xuesen, you go take a break, I'll play a couple more rounds." Wanjia blushed and continued shuffling the cards.

"Wanjia, it's getting late."

"I... I have something to do, so I'll stop playing now. Let's do it another day."

After paying her gambling fee, Mao Ziming's wife, Li Lu, looked at the few lonely silver dollars in her bag, and then at the deep affection between Wan Jia and Wang Xuesen, and felt an increasing pang of sorrow, wanting to cry.

"Lulu, no! Dinner is ready."

"Everyone's still having fun."

Mrs. Liang shouted, completely lacking in tact.

"No, you guys have fun, I have to go now." Li Lu bowed gracefully and left in her high heels.

"What's the emergency?"

"So what if you're short of money?"

"I saw Mao Ziming borrowing money at Sihai Money Exchange a few days ago. I heard he also owes a lot of money at the dance hall. Zhang Xiaolin's men threatened to cut off his hands."

"What a tragedy! It's such a waste that Xiao Lu married that bastard Mao Ziming. I thought she'd finally have a few good days, but alas..."

"A man who gets involved in gambling and opium is doomed for life."

Mrs. Liang and the others started talking amongst themselves.

Li Lu heard everything clearly outside the door, and her heart ached, tears welling up in her eyes.

Just as Wanjia was about to get up and leave to see her off, Wang Xuesen pressed down on her shoulder: "You two keep talking, I'll go see her off."

"Miss Li." Wang Xuesen quickly caught up.

"Mr. Wang." Li Lu quickly wiped away her tears, turned around, and smiled with red eyes.

Wang Xuesen sized her up.

Li Lu is very beautiful, with delicately arched eyebrows, bright eyes and white teeth. She possesses the unique brightness and gentleness of a woman from Jiangnan, and her figure is also graceful and well-proportioned.

While she may not be considered stunning or breathtakingly beautiful, every glance and gesture is filled with a tender and captivating charm that evokes tenderness and pity.

If he were to perform "Bai Suzhen Under Qingcheng Mountain" on stage, he would undoubtedly be Li Yunxiao.

Honestly, aside from her figure and complexion being inferior to Wan'er's.

Based on their first meeting alone, Wang Xuesen felt that Li Lu was two points ahead, giving him the feeling that he would fall for her at first sight.

no .

Rather, it was a strong protective instinct born of pity for the child.

It's unbelievable that Mao Ziming could marry such a well-behaved and gentle wife.

"Miss Li, let me give you a ride." Wang Xuesen opened the car door in a gentlemanly manner.

"No need, I can take a rickshaw myself." Li Lu lowered her head, not daring to look into Wang Xuesen's bright eyes.

"Don't mention it."

"I'm not a tiger, I can't eat people."

"Besides, Secretary Mao and I are colleagues, so we're not outsiders."

Wang Xuesen smiled gently.

"Okay." Li Lu thought for a moment and nodded.

Got in the car.

Wang Xuesen drove to the riverbank and stopped his car in a secluded spot.

"Why did you bring me here?" Li Lu asked, a little flustered.

She often heard Mao Ziming cursing Wang Xuesen at home, and she thought that Xuesen had malicious intentions.

"Don't be afraid, Miss Li, I'm not a bad person."

"I just feel that sometimes people need to slow down and appreciate the scenery around them."

"Life is too tiring with all the backstabbing and scheming every day. I haven't looked at it in a long time."

Wang Xuesen smiled slightly and said in a very artistic manner.

Li Lu didn't know how to answer, but seeing Xue Sen's gentle and refined manner, she felt a little more at ease.

She no longer panicked or resisted, but instead went down to the stream with Wang Xuesen and slowly began to stroll.

"Actually, you should know that Mao Ziming is beyond saving."

"Smoking, gambling, and prostitution."

"And... I abused you."

"In his eyes, you are just a plaything, a tool for venting his frustrations."

"Lulu, you are still young, and you have a long life ahead of you. Mao Ziming should not be your everything."

"Do you want to be imprisoned in a cage for the rest of your life?"

Wang Xuesen suddenly stopped, turned around, and gazed gently into her eyes.

"I...I don't know what to do?" Li Lu looked at him, her heart pounding.

"You know."

"You know better than anyone else."

Wang Xuesen suddenly grabbed her hand.

Li Lu tried to pull away, but Wang Xuesen held on even tighter.

"You were a part of the New Culture Movement, so you should know that your destiny is in your own hands."

"Then, let's start from this moment."

"Love what you love, do what you want to do, and live life to the fullest for yourself."

Wang Xuesen said solemnly.

"Can I really do it?" Tears welled up in Li Lu's eyes as she thought of her dark and hopeless home.

"certainly."

"Just like now."

Wang Xuesen wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her passionately.

Li Lu initially dodged and struggled, but soon all her grievances, anger, and pain were melted away by Wang Xuesen's deep affection, turning into a fierce response and soft moans.

After a passionate kiss.

Wang Xuesen picked her up around the waist, crawled into a nearby grove of trees, and pinned her down. Li Lu anxiously started to undo his belt.

The two were like a raging fire meeting dry tinder, burning brightly together.

There was no pain, no fear.

Only boundless joy and liberation.

Several tens of minutes later.

The two straightened their clothes and returned to the back seat of the car.

Their eyes met, and without a word, they embraced tightly and kissed passionately.

"How was it? You didn't live in vain, did you?" After a long while, the two separated, and Wang Xuesen cupped her face and asked with a smile.

"It's more than just not a wasted life."

"I have never been happier in my entire life than I have at this moment."

"Xuesen, you don't lack women. You shouldn't be only touching me for my body, right?" Li Lu kissed him, took out a dressing mirror, and carefully wiped the remaining hair with a handkerchief to avoid being discovered by Mao Ziming when she got home.

Yes and no.

"I like you."

"From the moment I first saw you at my house, I wanted to protect you and have you."

Wang Xuesen made no secret of his affection for her.

"In addition, I hope you will cooperate with me and embolden Mao Ziming."

"I need him to sell intelligence."

"But he doesn't dare."

"Or rather, he needs one last spark, and I hope it's you."

Wang Xuesen made no secret of his affection for her.

"In addition, I hope you will cooperate with me and embolden Mao Ziming."

"I need him to sell intelligence."

"But he doesn't dare."

"Or rather, he needs one last spark, and I hope it's you."

"Then, I can completely take care of him and save you from your misery."

Wang Xuesen said.

He had actually considered hiring someone to assassinate Mao Ziming.

However, this guy was very cautious, and like Fu You'an, he only walked in areas patrolled by Japanese marines and military police.

The risk of assassination is very high.

It's not worth sacrificing one or two Kuomintang brothers just to kill such a useless piece of trash.

Secondly, killing him with one shot felt too cheap.

Wang Xuesen had to drag him into the interrogation room.

They need such a heavyweight stepping stone to prove their worth to Li Shiqun and No. 76.

After all, once Ding Mocun falls from power, No. 76 will fall completely under Li Shiqun's control.

If you don't create something of value, you won't be able to attract Zhou Fohai's attention and get him to take action.

"Would you...kill him?" Li Lu asked, somewhat fearful and uneasy.

"I won't."

"But it might be worse than death for him."

"Think about how he hit you, and you'll know what to do."

Wang Xuesen grabbed her hand, winked and grinned mischievously: "Leave a little, so he'll at least suspect you have a man."

"He will hit me," Li Lu said.

"Didn't he hit you even though you didn't?"

"I'll take you shopping later to buy some things."

"Listen to me, a man won't pity you for your tears, but he will definitely be infatuated with your brilliance, and might even turn around and beg you."

"From now on, you will be the most beautiful woman in Shanghai."

"Show contempt for him."

"I need to stab him in the heart with money. That way, he'll feel pain, lose his mind, and fall into my trap."

Wang Xuesen's eyes turned cold, and his words were as sharp as iron.

"That's right."

"I've had enough of his beatings and extortion."

"It's time for me to live for myself."

"I'll listen to you."

Even if you're lying to me, using me, and will discard me later, I won't care.

A tear welled up in Li Lu's eyes, and she pursed her lips forcefully.

"I won't."

"As long as I live, I will take you with me wherever I go."

"Don't forget, Xu Pucheng has four concubines."

"It's not unreasonable for me to have a few close female friends, is it?"

"To show your sincerity, please take this."

Wang Xuesen took out a wad of US dollars from his pocket and handed it to Li Lu.

"This, this..." Li Lu hadn't seen so much money in a long time, and was a little at a loss for words.

"Those who say they love you but are unwilling to spend money are definitely liars and freeloaders."

"I'm different."

"My feelings for you are all in the form of real money, solid and tangible. You can feel and see these things, and they are effective."

"If you love a woman, give her money."

"There is no deception, only the truth!"

"This is my truth."

Wang Xuesen lit a cigarette and exhaled.

"Aren't you afraid Wan'er will find out?" Li Lu asked shyly and guiltily.

"Don't be afraid!"

"When a man has enough money, enough love, and a great body, and she can't possibly share it all, then none of these things are a problem," Wang Xuesen said with a smile.

He wasn't spouting fallacies.

Because Wan'er and he were not a real couple, and at that time there was no clause prohibiting military officers from taking concubines, so having multiple wives and concubines was still common.

It's perfectly normal to have a few close female friends.

"Okay, then I'll be simple-minded and just want money. If it means I won't get beaten up and can live a good life, I'll go with you!"

"Would you rather marry me as a concubine or keep me as your mistress? I will never leave you in this life." With tears in her eyes, Li Lu threw herself into his arms and made a vow.

Xuesen is handsome, gentle, and honest, and he's also very strong in bed, fulfilling almost everything she's dreamed of since she was a girl.

Such a perfect man, Li Lu only regrets that she met him too late.

Wang Xuesen pinched her cheek. After getting rid of Mao Ziming, he would have Li Lu dance and sing for him, so he could experience the pleasure of being a king who didn't have to attend court.

After spending some time together, Wang Xuesen took her to the mall and bought her expensive cheongsams, new dresses, and bags. He spent the money without batting an eye, dressing Li Lu up beautifully and making her look high-end and fashionable.

Then, we went for a bath together.

We booked a room.

They played until after 11 p.m. before being dropped off two blocks away from Mao Ziming. Then, Li Lu took a rickshaw.

Next, let's see how Li Lu's acting skills will get the fish hooked.

……