Chapter 109 There's no one better than my sister-in-law in the world
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After venting his anger, Wu Sibao squatted by the roadside, clutching his head tightly with both hands.
My whole body was trembling uncontrollably.
The fierceness from before was completely gone, replaced by a deep-seated bitterness and nausea.
He closed his eyes, his mind replaying everything that had just happened uncontrollably.
The color of the lipstick.
An even, glossy finish after touch-ups.
There's also a lingering smell on the lips and teeth.
Thinking of this, Wu Sibao's stomach suddenly clenched.
"vomit!"
I couldn't vomit anything; only acidic fluid welled up in my throat.
Wu Sibao wiped his face hard with his sleeve.
His eyes were red-rimmed.
Tears streamed down my face.
He dared not think.
I couldn't help but think about it again.
In such a short time, they were still inside No. 76.
In a place where everyone is watching.
Aizhen actually managed to get together with Wang Xuesen!
If she didn't want to, she could stop Wang Xuesen's actions with just a shout.
But she didn't.
The answer is clear: Ai-zhen opened her mouth willingly.
The thought of his beloved kneeling at Wang Xuesen's feet made Wu Sibao's heart feel like it was being cut by a dull knife, causing him to spasm with pain.
He's not someone who hasn't experienced this before.
He had already heard about the secretary in Suzhou.
But he kept telling himself that it was just socializing, it was just for show.
Moreover, being far away means you won't be bothered by what you see.
But Wang Xuesen was different.
That bastard is always hanging around right under my nose.
He calls himself his brother every day, and keeps calling him "brother-in-law" this and "brother-in-law" that.
He turned around and pressed his wife down onto the sofa.
Wu Sibao became increasingly angry and kicked the utility pole by the roadside twice more.
"Wang Xuesen!"
I'll kill you.
Wu Sibao stood there, his chest heaving violently, his eyes filled with malice.
Tonight's dead mailbox.
As long as we find something in that dead mailbox.
Even if it's just a scrap of paper or a note.
He wanted to ensure that Wang Xuesen died a gruesome death to appease the hatred he felt for his wife's humiliation.
……
office.
Wang Xuesen leaned back on the sofa, his legs dangling over the edge of the coffee table, a cigarette dangling from his lips, as he reviewed recent actions.
The situation regarding rescuing Mao Liying is currently largely under control.
The fourth brother handled the division of the spoils—the medicine and the batteries—cleanly and efficiently, leaving no loopholes.
The things left for Li Shiqun were enough for him to eat his fill.
All are happy.
The plan targeting Bai Junqi is also progressing steadily.
The syphilis case has been sealed at Renji Hospital, and the affair between Bai Junqi and Fang Yao is also under investigation.
Once the time is right, that old devil Fujita Hajime will naturally turn against the Bai family.
There are currently no vulnerabilities.
The only potential source of change is Wu Sibao.
Wang Xuesen exhaled a puff of smoke and squinted at the ceiling.
Offending Wu Sibao was not an accident; it was something he did intentionally.
In game number 76, Li Shiqun was the player.
But those playing chess around him each had their own agendas.
Yang Jie wanted to rise to power.
Wu Si protects food.
Hu Junhe was ostracized.
The three people had three different minds, and Li Shiqun was the one who kept them in check.
What Wang Xuesen wanted to do was to pry these cracks even bigger.
Wu Sibao was in charge of the operation and had both guns and men.
Hu Junhe was in charge of intelligence and was well-informed, but lacked military power.
Neither of these two lines can be easily grasped by Li Shiqun.
For the past six months, Wang Xuesen and Wu Sibao have maintained an excellent relationship.
Hu Junhe was so good that he always kept a wary distance from him and dared not get close.
Making an opening with Wu Sibao would be beneficial in winning over Hu Junhe.
Divide, alienate, fight each other, and consume each other.
This is the prescription Wang Xuesen gave to No. 76.
On either side of the scale, add weight to whichever side is lighter, so they can bully their own kind.
As for Wu Sibao's revenge?
Not afraid.
There's also Yu Aizhen's influence through pillow talk.
Although that woman was shrewish and vicious, she was a hundred times more clear-headed than Wu Sibao when it came to personal gain.
I thought of Yu Aizhen.
Wang Xuesen's lips curled up unconsciously. It was a pity that Wu Sibao ruined it.
Otherwise we would have been able to eat meat today.
Wang Xuesen stubbed out his cigarette, sat up straight, and glanced at his watch.
5:20!
Time to clock out and leave work.
He stood up, picked up his briefcase, and straightened his suit collar.
Lock the office door and walk down the corridor.
He deliberately slowed his pace as he passed the intelligence office.
The door was half open, and the inside was empty.
Hu Junhe is not here.
Peng Sanhu was not there either.
Wang Xuesen paused for two seconds, then calmly looked away, turned into the east corridor on the first floor, and pushed open the door to the equipment room.
The head of the equipment room was Yao Yong, a man in his early forties, tall and thin. He had worked as a warehouse manager at the Shanghai Arsenal in his early years before eventually ending up at No. 76.
Upon seeing Wang Xuesen enter, he quickly stood up from his chair, bowing and scraping.
"Oh my, Director Wang is here! What a rare guest!"
"Please sit down, let me pour you some tea."
Wang Xuesen waved his hand, speaking in a businesslike tone: "I won't sit down."
"Let me see the equipment disbursement records for the past two days."
"It's mid-month, the finance department needs to tally up the losses."
"Sister Ye is urging me to submit this, so I need to do it right away."
Yao Yong paused for a moment, then quickly turned around, pulled out a thick ledger from the cabinet, and handed it over.
"Look, I've remembered everything, down to the last detail."
Wang Xuesen took the ledger, opened the records of the past few days, and traced the entries line by line with his finger.
It suddenly stopped.
He frowned.
"Old Yao."
"Why."
"Why are five guns and one hundred rounds of ammunition missing?" Wang Xuesen looked up, his sharp gaze fixed on Yao Yong. "There's no corresponding record of their receipt in the account."
Yao Yong's smile froze, and he quickly explained, "This was... taken away by Director Hu."
"Director Hu?" Wang Xuesen slammed the account book on the table, his tone turning serious. "Why didn't you register it after taking it?"
Yao Yong's face was full of bitterness:
"Director Wang, you are unaware of this."
"Since the establishment of No. 76, when Director Hu came to collect things, he always just gave a verbal greeting and took them away."
"He's one of Director Li's men, how could I dare to interfere with him?"
Wang Xuesen stared at him for two seconds, then said coldly, "Old Yao, I'm asking you, who's in charge of the equipment room?"
"Return to the finance department."
Who is in charge of the finances?
"Sister Ye, Sister Ye."
"That settles it then." Wang Xuesen tapped the cover of the ledger. "Sister Ye asked me to check the accounts, and I found a discrepancy. What if Director Hu loses something later and denies it without a signature? How am I supposed to explain that to her?"
"Do you think Sister Ye is blaming me or you?"
"Me, me!" Fine beads of sweat appeared on Yao Yong's forehead.
He certainly knew Ye Jiqing's temperament.
Wang Xuesen is an irreplaceable celebrity, while he himself will most likely be "killed" as a scapegoat.
"Director Wang, this really isn't my fault..."
Wang Xuesen softened his tone slightly, but it was still uncompromising: "Old Yao, I'm not here to cause you trouble. What's past is past, I won't pursue it."
"But from today onwards, whoever comes to collect the equipment must register and get a receipt."
"Whether it's Director Hu or Captain Yang."
"Even if Director Li comes to pick it up in person, all the necessary procedures must be followed. Just say that this is the eldest sister's rule."
"Otherwise, if the accounts don't match up later, you'll be held responsible for the whole deficit."
Yao Yong nodded repeatedly, sweat streaming down his face.
"Yes, yes, I remember. I will definitely register it and get a receipt."
"Thank you for your guidance, Director Wang."
Wang Xuesen nodded, closed the ledger, and turned to leave the equipment room.
Behind him came the sound of Yao Yong letting out a long breath.
The corridor was dimly lit, and Wang Xuesen walked at a leisurely pace.
Five guns, one hundred bullets.
What is Hu Junhe doing with so many weapons?
The intelligence department doesn't need such a large firepower configuration for its daily work.
Based on previous reports from Qingfu, it's highly likely related to shipments; they're afraid of being double-crossed.
Hu Junhe and Peng Sanhu finally couldn't hold back any longer.
It seems that Bai Junqi's promise to them is about to come true.
Tonight is most likely the time for the shipment to be released.
Wang Xuesen chuckled to himself.
good thing.
The plan can finally proceed as scheduled.
He made his way to the reception room on the east side.
Push the door open and go inside.
A young female medical worker in a white coat is changing Zhan Shen's dressing; her technique is nimble and her movements are gentle.
Wang Xuesen stood silently by the door, waiting for her to finish treating her wound.
The female medical staff packed her medicine kit, nodded slightly to Wang Xuesen, and left.
The room fell silent.
Zhan Shen glanced at the doorway to make sure no one was there before his face fell, and he said in a low voice, "Old Wang, are you out of your mind?"
Wang Xuesen pulled up a chair and sat down on the edge of the bed. Crossing your legs.
"What's wrong?"
"The boss told you to save me, so you save me?" Zhan Shen's voice was filled with suppressed anger. "Do you have to let him get beaten up?"
"It almost killed me."
"Those bastards are really ruthless."
Wang Xuesen took out a cigarette case from his pocket, pulled one out, and handed it over:
"I'm talking about Young Master Yin."
"How will I know if you're a spineless coward if I don't give you a good beating?"
Zhan Shen was speechless for a moment, then pointed to the head of the bed:
"Wearing a suit and leather shoes, my traitorous father must have arrived, right?"
Wang Xuesen nodded: "We've arrived."
"We originally planned to meet at the New Asia Hotel, but Director Li changed the date to his home due to safety concerns."
You definitely have to attend.
He stared into Zhan Shen's eyes, his tone becoming more forceful.
"Behave yourself at the dinner table."
"You don't have to talk; you can just sit and eat and drink."
"But don't become an angry young man."
"Don't break the cup, don't curse traitors, and don't go against your father."
"If you ruin my rescue plan, we'll both end up in there."
"Do you understand?"
Zhan Shen nodded: "Okay, I'll do whatever you say."
Wang Xuesen nodded and then asked, "What are your plans after you're out of trouble?"
Zhan Shen leaned back against the pillows, gazing at the ceiling, and said:
Two points.
"First, don't make me go to the Wang Jingwei regime's secret service with that traitor. He's doing his traitorous business, and I don't want to get involved."
Second, don't let me leave Shanghai.
"The rest is up to you."
Wang Xuesen narrowed his eyes and scrutinized him: "You're not still thinking about White Rose, are you?"
Zhan Shen remained silent for two seconds, then shook his head.
"Forget about her, she's not interesting."
There are plenty of beautiful women in Shanghai, she's not the only one.
Looking at his nonchalant demeanor, Wang Xuesen had a pretty good idea of what was going on with him.
This kid is a restless soul at heart.
Letting him go back to the mountain city to sit in an office is worse than killing him.
"If you want to stay in Shanghai, you only have one way."
Wang Xuesen lowered his voice.
"Stay here and be my deputy."
Zhan Shen suddenly turned his head, his eyes wide open: "You want me to be a traitor?!"
Wang Xuesen leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and said slowly, "If you can do it, then do it."
"If you can't do it, go back to the mountain town."
"When you're young master Yin, you can flirt with girls and interrogate people."
"Is it difficult?"
Zhan Shen's lips twitched.
He stared at the ceiling for a moment, then looked at his own body covered in wounds.
Back to the mountain city?
I'd rather suffocate than not do anything else, and besides murder, I don't know how to do it, nor do I want to.
Staying in Shanghai, at least I can still pick up girls.
Wang Xuesen was intelligent, resourceful, and had connections.
Following him is at least better than going it alone.
In any case, it's all about serving the country, whether it's being a spy or killing traitors, it's all the same thing.
"OK."
Zhan Shen sat up: "It's settled then."
Wang Xuesen stood up and pushed the chair back against the wall.
"Behave yourself in front of your dad at dinner today."
"Given his position in the Wang Jingwei regime, it wouldn't be a problem for him to give me a sinecure at No. 76 with a simple word."
"Li Shiqun was happy to do this favor."
Zhan Shen pursed his lips, a complex expression appearing on his face.
He could call that traitor "father" in front of Wang Xuesen, and he could do it too.
But that mental hurdle isn't so easy to overcome.
Wang Xuesen noticed his awkwardness but didn't say anything more.
He walked to the door and said before opening it, "Wash your face and change your clothes."
"We'll depart at 6:30."
After saying that, Wang Xuesen left the reception room and closed the door behind him.
……
Night falls.
Outside the family dormitory building.
There was a guard every three steps and a sentry every five steps around the perimeter.
The searchlights swept back and forth across the night sky.
Wang Xuesen walked in front.
Zhan Shen followed behind.
The two were taken inside after undergoing three security searches.
There's nothing we can do. If it were Wang Xuesen, a simple search would be enough to get him in now. But Zhan Shen is a top-notch assassin.
Not letting him go in wearing only his underwear was already giving Yin Ding a lot of face.
Upon arriving in the lobby, Yin Dingyi and Li Shiqun were having a lively conversation.
Yin Dingyi was dressed in a black long gown, sported a thick mustache like Yuan Shikai's, and was slightly overweight, looking like a shrewish old Shanxi businessman.
Wang Xuesen stepped forward, smiling as he extended his hand.
"Mr. Yin, I've long admired your name."
"Oh, Director Wang is young and promising, I've heard so much about you." Yin Dingyi quickly stood up, grasped Wang Xuesen's hand, and shook it vigorously.
Zhan Shen managed to squeeze out a dry "Dad".
Yin Ding was overjoyed. This brat hadn't called him that in years, but he just gave a faint "hmm" out loud.
They took their seats.
The group toasted and exchanged pleasantries, their words flowing smoothly and without any awkwardness.
After several rounds of drinks...
The phone in the living room suddenly rang urgently.
Li Shiqun put down his wine cup, stood up to take it, and walked back, saying:
"Old Yin, you drink first. I have some urgent business to attend to, I'll be right back."
After saying that, he got up and left his seat.
Ye Jiqing also stood up:
"Xuesen, you keep Director Yin company while I go to the kitchen to get a couple more snacks to go with the drinks."
She swayed her hips as she entered the kitchen, closing the glass door behind her.
Suddenly, only Wang Xuesen, Yin Dingyi, and Zhan Shen remained in the restaurant.
The atmosphere changed instantly.
Yin Dingyi put down his chopsticks and stared intently at Wang Xuesen.
"Director Wang, let's not beat around the bush."
"Thanks to you for mediating my son's matter."
Name your price.
Wang Xuesen put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and said, "Director Yin is very helpful."
"Seventy thousand."
Yin Dingyi frowned: "Isn't that a bit too ruthless?"
"Not ruthless."
"Your son assassinated Ji Yunqing, who is Director Li's mentor and a favorite of the Japanese."
"If it weren't for your kindness, I would have handed it over to the military police directly."
"If Director Li wants to close the case, he has to deal with all the Japanese officials from top to bottom, which will cost a lot of money."
"Does Mr. Yin perhaps think your son isn't even worth 70,000 yuan?"
Wang Xuesen asked with a cold laugh.
Zhan Sen quickly took out a cigarette and handed it to Yin Dingyi, then lit it for him.
Yin Ding lit a cigarette, took a puff, and sighed, "Fine, seventy thousand it is."
He turned and clapped his hands towards the door.
Immediately, a servant carrying a small box came in.
Yin Dingyi reached out and unlocked the latch.
Click.
The box lid popped open.
Inside, bundles of legal tender were neatly stacked.
All of them were brand new banknotes.
"This is just a small token of my appreciation, as an apology for the trouble my son has caused Director Li."
Wang Xuesen quickly fiddled with the banknotes a few times.
The technique was extremely professional.
After counting the money, not a penny was missing.
He nodded in satisfaction, snapped the box shut, and shoved it under the table.
Then he stood up and reached out his hand to Yin Ding.
"Director Yin not only loves his son dearly, but also understands the greater good."
"With this funding, Director Li, your son will surely be safe and sound."
Yin Dingyi breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stood up, grasping Wang Xuesen's hands with both: "Thank you for your help, Director Wang."
Seeing that the time was right, Ye Jiqing came out carrying a plate of cashew shrimp.
His face was beaming with a warm smile:
"Old Yin, what's going on?"
"Shiqun will be back soon. I've already cooked the dishes. Come sit down and have a couple more drinks."
Yin Dingyi quickly cupped his hands in greeting.
"No, sister-in-law."
"I'm in a hurry to return to Sichuan to report back, so I really can't stay any longer."
"I'll be relying on you and my sister-in-law to take good care of my son in Shanghai from now on."
Ye Jiqing placed the plate on the table and gave him a reproachful look: "What are you saying, brother?"
"We're all family, no need for formalities."
"Don't worry, Shiqun will definitely take good care of his nephew."
"We're all family, no need for formalities."
"Don't worry, Shiqun will definitely take good care of his nephew."
Yin Dingyi bowed again in thanks and turned to leave.
Wang Xuesen turned his head and gave Zhan Shen a wink.
Zhan Shen reluctantly stood up and followed Yin Dingyi out.
The door closed.
The hall fell completely silent.
No more outsiders.
Wang Xuesen bent down and pulled the box out from under the table.
Click to open.
"Sister-in-law, I've already ordered."
"Not a penny less, 70,000 yuan."
Ye Jiqing's eyes widened instantly.
She strode over, reached out and touched the banknotes, her smile brighter than any flower in bloom:
"Xuesen, how did you talk to him?"
"Did I tarnish your older brother's reputation or our relationship?"
"The man surnamed Yin is a favorite of Zhou Fohai. It would be very troublesome to offend him."
Wang Xuesen smiled and said:
"Sister-in-law, would I be so blunt as to say something so stupid?"
"Wouldn't that tarnish the big boss's reputation?"
"I just complained to him about the current predicament of our No. 76."
"I said we should build more buildings and expand our workforce."
"But the Japanese are stubbornly refusing to release the funding."
"My elder brother is now like a skilled cook without rice to cook; he worries about this every day."
Ye Jiqing nodded repeatedly, staring at him intently.
Wang Xuesen shrugged.
"Upon hearing this, Lao Yin immediately donated generously, expressing his strong support."
"This money was donated to our No. 76 office expenses in the name of the Xichuan Special Affairs Committee."
"It's perfectly legitimate, and no one can find fault with it."
After hearing this, Ye Jiqing beamed with joy and patted Wang Xuesen on the shoulder:
"I knew I hadn't misjudged you!"
"Your mouth is more effective than any real sword or spear!"
"With this money, the pressure on your older brother will be greatly reduced."
In a great mood, she sat down in the chair next to Wang Xuesen.
"By the way, Xuesen."
"Yang Jie led his men to raid that red-ticket warehouse you mentioned before."
"We brought back quite a few good things."
"Once your sister-in-law finds a way to get rid of those goods, you'll definitely get your share of the profits."
"Sit down. Your sister-in-law just added a few more dishes. Let's have a few drinks together when your brother comes back."
Wang Xuesen's face suddenly fell.
He gave a wry smile: "Sister-in-law, please don't mention this."
Ye Jiqing was taken aback and looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"What's wrong?"
Wang Xuesen sighed heavily.
"I got myself into a lot of trouble because of this little thing."
"That bastard Jiang Jun is spreading rumors everywhere."
"They said I deliberately revealed the warehouse to Yang Jie in order to cover up the retreat of the red tickets."
"Now they've labeled me a member of the 'red vote' faction."
He became increasingly angry as he spoke, and reached out to loosen his tie.
"Today, while I was eating in the cafeteria, someone deliberately made sarcastic remarks about me behind my back."
"They said I was an undercover agent sent by Yancheng to infiltrate No. 76."
He deliberately avoided mentioning the Military Intelligence Bureau, instead going along with the rumors spread by Chiang Kai-shek's army and calling it a "red ticket" (a symbol of the Kuomintang's secret police).
To avoid arousing Li Shiqun's suspicion.
Upon hearing this, Ye Jiqing's eyebrows shot up and her almond-shaped eyes widened.
"What?"
"That bastard, he's gone too far!"
"I'm going to the guard headquarters tomorrow and I'm going to tear his mouth off!"
Wang Xuesen quickly waved his hand to dissuade him:
"Never mind, sister-in-law."
"Jiang Jun is Wu Sibao's man."
"Recently, Sibao and I haven't been getting along very well because of some personal matters."
"If you step in to speak up for him, it will make it seem like I'm deliberately stirring up trouble for my brother."
He lowered his head, his tone becoming incredibly dejected.
"Go ahead and say it."
"People used to say I was Mr. Wang's favorite."
"In her letters, Chen Bijun repeatedly expressed her hope that I would come to Shanghai."
"Now that I've actually come, I haven't seen Mr. and Mrs. Wang treat me very well."
"I didn't even get a proper position with real power."
He gave another self-deprecating, bitter smile:
A friend in need is a friend indeed.
"I've figured it out. In this No. 76 unit, only you, sister-in-law, are truly sincere towards me. Everyone else is a fake."
"It was just a charade."
After saying that, he stood up and pushed the chair back to its original position.
"Sister-in-law, Wanjia is still waiting for me at home, so I won't stay any longer."
He sighed softly, lowered his head, and walked dejectedly toward the door.
Looking at his slightly thin back, Ye Jiqing felt a pang of sadness in her heart.
She is naturally emotional.
In addition, Wang Xuesen usually doted on her and knew how to please her.
Seeing him suffer such a great injustice yet still trying his best not to cause trouble for his older brother, I was deeply moved.
Ye Jiqing was at a loss for words to comfort him.
Wang Xuesen walked to the door.
Suddenly, as if he had remembered something.
They turned back again.
He strode up to Ye Jiqing, took out a porcelain bottle from his briefcase, and handed it to him.
"Oh, right, sister-in-law."
"Didn't I drink last night?"
"I was afraid of delaying the task you assigned, so I went to the pharmacy to get the medicine overnight."
"I was planning to bring it to you first thing this morning."
"But things got delayed because of the hospital, and it's been dragging on until now."
Ye Jiqing took it and looked at Wang Xuesen's sincere face.
My heart was instantly overflowing with emotion.
What a wonderful student!
She suffered such great injustice, being ostracized and slandered.
He was drunk late at night, yet he was still preoccupied with the private matter he had entrusted to him.
That must be an incredible friendship!
Ye Jiqing's eyes reddened completely. She stepped forward and gently patted Wang Xuesen's shoulder.
"Even Wu Sibao won't do!"
"Your older brother knows what he's doing; he knows who's genuinely helping and who's just causing trouble."
"Go back and get some rest, don't overthink it."
"Your sister-in-law will definitely not let you suffer in vain."
Wang Xuesen nodded, took half a step back, and bowed respectfully.
"Thank you, sister-in-law."
"I'm leaving."
After saying that, he turned around, opened the door, and strode into the night.
Hey!
Ye Jiqing sighed, feeling quite uncomfortable.
Immediately, he frowned, somewhat annoyed.
Investigate, investigate, investigate!
What a load of crap they're investigating all day long!
……
Two hours later.
It's 11:30 p.m.
Li Shiqun is back.
Wu Sibao also returned with them.
When Wu Sibao saw the table full of delicious food, he was overjoyed and said, "Sister-in-law, look at you! I only did a small job, and you prepared so many dishes. You're too kind."
Ye Jiqing laughed and said, "You're busy all day long, so your sister-in-law can't treat you badly. Come on, sit down and have a couple of drinks."
Since I've already cooked the meal, and feeding the dog is the same as preparing food, I might as well do someone a favor.
Wu Sibao sat down, took out two envelopes from his pocket, and handed them to Li Shiqun: "Brother, these are what I found in Wang Xuesen's death envelope."
"Old Liu's information was correct; I saw him mail the letter there with my own eyes."
"The place is very secluded."
"No doubt about it, it must be a letter from him contacting the Military Intelligence Bureau or the Red Ticket Bureau."
Ye Jiqing, standing to the side, frowned secretly, feeling quite annoyed.
Li Shiqun was afraid that the paper might be poisoned, so he asked Wu Sibao to open the envelope and take a look first.
Wu Sibao glanced at it a few times; he had actually seen it in the car on his way here.
Seeing that there was no problem, Li Shiqun took the letters and began to read them: "There's nothing wrong with these letters; they're just two love letters."
Wu Sibao said unwillingly, "Brother, could there be something fishy going on inside?"
Li Shiqun had someone bring developer, applied it, and then heated it with fire. He didn't see any special words.
Ye Jiqing snatched it away, and was stunned when he saw the person.
"Madam Huixiang".
"I dreamt of being intimate with you again last night."
"you The snow-white blossoms swayed gently on my shoulder; it was truly the most beautiful scenery in my life.
"..."
Isn't this just a love letter?
It was so hot and straightforward that Ye Jiqing's heart pounded and his eyes widened.
"That shouldn't be the case."
"Brother, Wang Xuesen is definitely up to something. It's not just sending letters; he also went to a pharmacy before rescuing Mao Liying?"
"You need to investigate this person."
Wu Sibao never expected that all his efforts would be in vain.
He originally intended to fabricate evidence, but there were a lot of follow-up issues, and the cost of making it perfect in front of his elder brother was too high, so he gave up halfway.
"Sibao, your eldest brother is tired. It's getting late. You should go home now," Ye Jiqing said, his tone somewhat displeased.
Wu Sibao was about to speak when Ye Jiqing glared at him, scaring him so much that he quickly patted his butt and left.
Once he left...
Ye Jiqing pulled a money box from under the table and slammed it down on the table: "Take a look, this is the money the spy got for you."
Then, he took out a porcelain bottle and placed it on the table:
"This is medicine specially brought for you by the Kuomintang secret police, who were worried about delays."
Li Shiqun, feeling somewhat guilty and unsure of himself, said, "What do you mean?"
Stop pretending.
"Xue Sen always keeps our family's affairs in mind, while you're being used as a pawn all day long. He lets you investigate him, whether he's a man or a ghost."
"Are you just bored and have nothing better to do all day?"
"Why aren't you investigating what you should be investigating? Why are you constantly targeting him? Are you sick in the head?"
Ye Jiqing crossed his arms and cursed angrily.
Li Shiqun pursed his lips, pretended to lower his head and smoke, and didn't dare to say a word.
"Just tell me, so what if Wang Xuesen is a red flag officer or a member of the Military Intelligence Bureau?"
"As long as he can get us money, who cares what faction he belongs to?"
"You read 'On Protracted War' every night, haven't you understood it yet? The Japanese may not last long, power is all empty, only real money is our way out."
"Hey, you surnamed Li, let me tell you something."
"Next time, no matter who it is, if they want to investigate Wang Xuesen but can't produce solid evidence and come here to make sarcastic remarks, don't blame me for turning on them and slapping them across the face."
"You think you're so great, so arrogant!"
"You are so noble and don't need money."
"I want it! I want Yunshu and Yunxiang!"
Ye Jiqing became increasingly angry as he spoke, and in his anger, he pinched Li Shiqun.
Li Shiqun got annoyed by her nagging, stubbed out his cigarette, and said, "Fine, fine, I'll do whatever you say, okay? I won't investigate anymore! I won't investigate anymore!"
"That's more like it. Take your medicine and come to sleep with me." Ye Jiqing knew when to stop and gave him a soft hum.
"Why again? I need to rest." Li Shiqun protested.
"What are you waiting for me to calm down? I'm still fuming."
Ye Jiqing felt a burning desire and couldn't wait to read the cheesy love letters Wang Xuesen wrote to Madam Huixiang.
……
early morning.
At the dock, a black sedan slowly drove into the shadow of the shipping containers.
Hu Junhe sat in the passenger seat, smoking a cigarette.
Peng Sanhu quietly turned off the car and pointed to a man in a black robe in the distance, saying, "That's him, Boss Wang from the Hangzhou Chamber of Commerce. He paid more than twice the black market price to buy our goods."
Hu Junhe asked, "Are you sure the investigation is complete?"
"Director, don't worry. This man is a follower of Wang Ruikai, a high-ranking official in Zhejiang Province. It's just that Zhang Xiaolin blocked his access to the Shanghai black market, isn't it?"
"Zhang Xiaolin and Wang Ruikai are now at odds, and there is a shortage of goods in Hangzhou."
"Or, could he pay double the price for our goods?"
Peng Sanhu had done a lot of investigation in secret these past few days before finalizing this deal.
"Or, could he pay double the price for our goods?"
Peng Sanhu had done a lot of investigation in secret these past few days before finalizing this deal.
Hu Junhe nodded: "I trust you to handle things. You take the brothers to ship the goods, I'll leave first. Remember to settle the balance."
The Bai family is currently searching for goods on the black market, but they dare not do so openly for fear of offending Zhang Xiaolin by keeping it all to themselves.
But keeping this batch of goods in our hands for too long will eventually be a disaster.
After Peng Sanhu got out of the car, Hu Junhe drove away.
Peng Sanhu led his men toward Boss Wang.
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