Chapter 149 Su Wanjia is Mine

Chapter 149 Su Wanjia is Mine

"This...this is really putting me in a difficult position." Wang Tianmu rubbed his face.

He's not stupid; he knows his own limitations.

Is the boss testing him?

"I only have so many people under my command. The Loyalty Hall has scattered and some have run away. My true confidants, including the Military Intelligence Bureau, number at most fifty."

"Furthermore, just thinking about all the mess behind this, involving the 76th Division, the Japanese, and various factions of the Green Gang, gives me a headache."

He was telling the truth.

The waters of Shanghai are too deep.

Zhang Xiaolin was able to sit in that chair not only because of his fists, but also because of the simultaneous supply of blood from multiple sources, including the French Concession and the Japanese.

If you try to gnaw on this bone, you're likely to break a mouthful of teeth.

"Old Wang, don't I know you well enough?"

"Are you short of people? No, you're lacking confidence."

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"When Huang Jinrong and Du Yuesheng were around, although you were of a higher generation and had a background in the Military Intelligence Bureau, you could only be subordinate to them in terms of both strength and reputation."

"And now?"

"Huang Jinrong retired and secluded himself at home."

"Du Yuesheng fled to Hong Kong, beyond the reach of the authorities."

"In the vast city of Shanghai, only Zhang Xiaolin, this despised scoundrel, reigns supreme."

Wang Xuesen withdrew his hand and looked at him seriously.

"Old Wang, if you can take down Zhang Xiaolin now, even if Du Yuesheng comes back in the future, you will have already established a firm foothold and become the real person in charge of Shanghai."

Wang Tianmu bit his lip, his blood boiling with excitement.

"You saved the Green Gang from chaos."

"From a legal and moral standpoint, Du Yuesheng and Huang Jinrong are beyond reproach."

"In terms of strength, even if they make a comeback, you can at least hold three parts of the world and stand on equal footing with them."

Even if you're worried about Du Yuesheng's cunning and shrewdness, and fear you can't outmaneuver him—

Wang Xuesen, with his legs crossed, looked up at him and laughed: "Don't you still have me?"

"I understand what you're saying. You're the boss, someone who does big things and plans big, and I'm your tool." Wang Tianmu's face tightened, as if he had made up his mind.

"You've said that!"

"I'm not afraid of Du Yuesheng or Zhang Xiaolin."

He changed the subject abruptly, frowning.

"But the problem now is that Zhang Xiaolin has tens of thousands of gang members under his command, and his confidants control Nanshi and Zhabei."

"Moreover, Yu Yefeng's wings have grown strong enough. That bastard has recently started a lot of new businesses and has a bunch of assassins and thugs under his command."

"It would be extremely difficult to eat them."

"It's not easy, but it's not difficult either." Wang Xuesen stood up, took a few steps with his hands behind his back, and analyzed the situation one by one.

"Zhang Xiaolin is irritable, arrogant, mean-spirited and ungrateful."

"Such a person may appear to have many confidants, but in reality, he is unpopular."

"As far as I know, his middle-level managers, like Liu Fabao, have long been dissatisfied with him, but they just lack an opportunity to rally their support."

"If we can eliminate Yu Yefeng and the Fan brothers first, Zhang Xiaolin will definitely be thrown into chaos."

"At that time, we only need to secretly win over Liu Fabao and others, promising them even greater benefits."

"We'll get rid of Zhang Xiaolin when the time is right."

"This way we can take the opportunity to seize territory like crazy."

"You don't need to worry about that. I will ask Section Chief Muto and Captain Okamura to secretly help you."

Wang Xuesen had clearly been planning this for a long time.

Wang Tianmu's eyes lit up as he listened.

He's a gangster, not good at scheming and intrigue, but he's a master at recruiting, beating people, and taking over territory.

He could see the feasibility of every step Wang Xuesen mentioned.

It's not a castle in the air.

It's a combination of moves.

His eyes were expectant, signaling Wang Xuesen to continue.

"Once we've almost finished eating."

"I will ask Captain Okamura or a higher-ranking Japanese to come forward and have the top leaders of the Green Gang hold a ceremony to re-elect the leader and divide up the territory."

I'll push you up there.

"In that case, you are now a legitimate tycoon in Shanghai."

Wang Xuesen made the final decision.

"It seems the boss already has a plan."

Wang Tianmu licked his dry lips, his mind racing.

"The Fan brothers are all brutes, and their men are just a bunch of rabble. They'd be easy to deal with if a fight broke out."

"But Yu Yefeng is different."

"This bastard is just like Zhang Xiaolin, heavily guarded and inherently cautious and suspicious."

"With a large number of bodyguards when they go out and their residences heavily guarded, it might be difficult to make a move."

He offered his analysis.

Since we're going to do it, we have to consider every little detail.

"You can leave this person to me," Wang Xuesen said.

"You have two things to do recently."

"First, win back the old members of the Loyalty Hall. Contact those brothers you used to work with, and treat them to meals."

"Don't worry about the money, I'll reimburse you for whatever you spend."

"Second, get to know more of the lower and middle-level managers of the Green Gang."

"Zhang Xiaolin is stingy, and many people like Liu Fabao have suffered at his hands."

"You need to let them know that Zhang Xiaolin isn't the only path for them in Shanghai."

"Once Yu Yefeng dies, you and Liu Fabao will be able to take over his businesses."

"Take it slow and steady."

"It can't be rushed, but it can't be slow either."

Wang Tianmu slapped his thigh with delight and said, "I'm familiar with fighting, killing, and building connections with the Green Gang."

"We're all in the same boat, we'll run into each other all the time, I know what those guys are like."

"Giving them benefits is more effective than any grand principles."

At this point, he changed the subject again: "But right now there's something even more troublesome."

Wang Tianmu lowered his voice: "After all, I still bear the identity of a traitor to the Military Intelligence Bureau."

"Dai Li was able to remotely control part of the Green Gang's influence in Hong Kong through Du Yuesheng."

"If he doesn't speak up or agree, even if I actually take this piece of the pie, I'll probably become the second Ji Yunqing."

"Oh, and there are Japanese people too."

Wang Tianmu added another sentence.

"You don't need to worry about these things."

"You just do your job, leave everything else to me," Wang Xuesen said with a nonchalant smile.

Wang Tianmu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Working under a smart and capable person gives me peace of mind.

They are almost always there for anyone who asks for help and solves any problem.

Wang Tianmu stood up and solemnly clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"Boss, I'm leaving now."

He took two steps toward the door, then turned back: "What happened last night was no small matter. Since Yu Yefeng has done it once, he will do it again."

"If you don't have enough manpower, I'll pick a few more reliable brothers, or I'll have Lao Si and the others come and stay with you closely."

Wang Xuesen waved his hand: "No need, with Zhan Shen and those two brothers here, that's enough."

"it is good."

Wang Tianmu said no more and took his leave.

After the door closed, Wanjia came downstairs and walked over, resting her hand on Wang Xuesen's shoulder, and asked in a sweet voice, "Darling, are you really going to be the leader of the Green Gang?"

"Of course I didn't do it."

Wang Xuesen corrected.

"It was Wang Tianmu who did it."

"I'm not a member of the Green Gang, what's the point of me jumping to the forefront?"

"I only make money, I only leverage and use power, I don't control power."

Wanjia poked his temple: "How come you have so many words in your head every day? How come you're so good at it?"

Wang Xuesen put his arm around Wanjia's waist and said seriously, "I have thought about this carefully. Whether it is after the restoration or when we go to Hong Kong or Southeast Asia in the future, people will always be the most important thing."

"With five hundred Iron Pole Brothers, we'll be number one wherever we go."

Wang Xuesen had many plans for the future.

Given his strength and vision, as long as he wasn't under the red flag, he would be a powerful figure wherever he went.

Africa, Southeast Asia, Australia—there are plenty of places suitable for territorial expansion.

With his intelligence and tactics, it wouldn't be difficult for him to conquer the world.

There's no need to fight tooth and nail on this tiny patch of land.

Even if all else fails, you can start a mercenary company, mine for gold everywhere, and make a fortune.

Now that Huang and Du are gone, it is the best time to seize control of the Green Gang.

By establishing this foundation, we can maintain control over resources after the restoration of the country.

No matter how the situation changes, if you have men, guns, and money, you'll never be at a disadvantage.

Wanjia listened quietly without interrupting him.

After he finished speaking, she nodded gently: "Okay, you decide what to do."

"Anyway, I'll follow my husband wherever he goes, whether he's a chicken or a dog."

"I'll follow you whether you're eating the finest food or the poorest vegetables."

"Having a wife is like—"

Wang Xuesen was about to praise her when, halfway through his sentence, his brows suddenly furrowed, he reached down and scratched his crotch twice, hissing.

Wanjia immediately tensed up.

"Are you alright?"

She leaned closer to take a look.

Wang Xuesen blocked her hand and rolled his eyes at her: "What do you think? You've ruined it."

Wanjia's face flushed red, but she stubbornly replied, "You were the one who insisted on trying it."

Wang Xuesen grinned and said, "How was I supposed to know your leg could crack walnuts?"

"You're the one who cracks walnuts, you just spout nonsense." Wanjia turned her face away, her ears burning red.

Wang Xuesen stopped teasing her, stood up and said, "I'm going to take a stroll around the door to stretch my muscles."

"Go ahead, I'll pinch you again when I get back tonight!" Wanjia pouted and huffed.

Wang Xuesen walked into the courtyard.

The three black-backed dogs barked wildly, baring their teeth and brandishing their claws.

"Brother Sen, it might take a while longer to train it," one of the dog trainers quickly said, pulling the wolfhound back.

"It's okay, take your time."

"Take this money first. If you have any expenses or need anything while staying here, just ask Xiaomin for reimbursement." Wang Xuesen took out his wallet and gave each person five hundred US dollars.

That's an outrageous figure.

But compared to my own life, this amount of money is still worth it.

"This—Brother Sen, this is too much. If Old Wang finds out, he'll skin us alive!" the other person quickly refused.

"Take my money without worry," Wang Xuesen said.

"Okay." The two happily accepted it.

Wang Xuesen gestured for them to continue their work, and then walked around the flowerbed himself.

As I passed the gardener's house, Zhan Sen was sitting on a bench smoking.

He was at ease and happy as long as Xiaomin wasn't around: "Don't worry, I'll have someone put broken glass and barbed wire on the wall."

"A dog is tied to each of the four corners of the yard."

"The window in the backyard has been fitted with iron bars."

"Even if Zhao Datian comes again, I can skin him alive."

"With you here, what do I have to worry about? Come on, it's time to go to work," Wang Xuesen called out.

Number 76, Director's Office.

Ding Mocun nestled in the sofa, a long-lost look of joy and enjoyment on his face.

Under the desk, Shen Yue was working diligently.

She's very good at reading people.

A while ago, Ding Mocun was so overwhelmed by Li Shiqun that he was always frowning and would get scolded by anyone who approached him.

She also kept her distance.

But things are different these past two days.

Old Ding walks with a brisk pace and talks with a smile; he's probably landed another good project.

Although Ding Mocun didn't say it, Shen Yue knew perfectly well that if she served him well at this time, she would definitely get some benefits.

And so, Shen Yue stopped getting sick and stopped having her period. She became all about being obedient and filial, making Old Ding very comfortable.

dong dong.

There was a knock at the door.

Ding Zijun's voice came from outside: "Brother, it's me."

"Come in."

Ding Zijun pushed open the door and walked in. He saw his older brother looking very relaxed, and there was some noise under the desk.

He couldn't help but click his tongue in envy: "Brother, you're quite the ladies' man this morning."

Ding Mocun raised his hand, gesturing for a slow motion.

He then closed his eyes, let out a long, comfortable breath, and instructed, "Secretary Shen, you may leave now."

Shen Yue, her face flushed, crawled out from under the table, nodded shyly to Ding Zijun, and swayed her hips as she left.

With no outsiders present, Ding Mocun fastened his belt, locked the door, and asked, "How did the talk with Mr. Yu go?"

Ding Zijun crossed his legs and sat on the sofa, draping his coat over his shoulder: "With Mr. Nomura's intervention, Old Dog Yu immediately knelt down."

"Not only did they provide the venue for the Ding Mansion, but they also expressed their willingness to contribute 10,000 silver dollars and 20,000 US dollars as initial start-up capital for the mansion."

"They also provided the personnel."

"Foolish!" Ding Mocun frowned.

"We have to choose the people ourselves. If we use only people from the Green Gang, won't we just become clay idols on the altar again?"

"What's the point of doing all the work for someone else in the end?"

Ding Zijun slapped his forehead: "Yeah, what should we do then, bro?"

Ding Mocun sneered and lit a cigarette: "It's alright, let's get Yu Yefeng's resources first."

He already had a plan in mind.

Once the Ding Mansion is officially established, recruit a group of freshmen without gang affiliations from the police academy to serve as core intelligence personnel.

Firstly, they are more qualified and professional; those with formal training are always better than the thugs on the street.

Secondly, people without a strong background are easier to manipulate, and there is no fear of them being infiltrated by the Green Gang.

With their own team, Yu Yefeng and his group couldn't cause any trouble.

"Oh, right, brother, I have some good news to tell you." Ding Zijun suddenly lowered his voice and leaned closer.

Ding Mocun was in high spirits: "What?"

Ding Zijun's eyes lit up, and he said as if presenting a treasure, "I had Mr. Yu send Gecko to deal with Wang Xuesen last night."

"By this time, the Wang family should have discovered Wang Xuesen's headless body."

"Hehe, you'll hear the news soon enough."

After saying that, his face was full of smug satisfaction.

Ding Mocun's smile froze.

He jumped up from his office chair, grabbed the phone on the table, and dialed Wang Xuesen's office.

No one answered.

Ding Mocun's heart tightened, and he dialed another number, speaking rapidly: "The guardhouse? Has Director Wang arrived yet?"

"Okay, he'll call me when he arrives."

card!

After hanging up the phone, Ding Mocun turned around, raised his hand, and slapped Ding Zijun hard across the face: "You bastard! Who told you to kill him?!"

Ding Zijun covered his face, completely stunned.

"Who does he think he is!" Ding Zijun roared back angrily. "He's a traitor! He's got his own bowl in his hand, and then he turns around and fawns over Li Shiqun!"

"Brother, I just don't understand why you always think so highly of such a despicable person?"

Ding Mocun slammed his fist on the table in frustration: "King Wang Xuesen can be kept alive as a bridge to communicate with the military police!"

"I'm still counting on him to get money from the Chamber of Commerce to cover my expenses!"

"I just don't understand, why are you so fixated on him?"

He pointed his finger at Ding Zijun's nose, extremely annoyed: "Do you think I don't have enough enemies already?"

Of the 76th, only Wang Xuesen was somewhat considerate and willing to do things for him.

Putting aside everything else, Huimin caused such a big commotion last time.

Wasn't he someone Wang Xuesen protected from Shibuya?

Zijun, you idiot, why can't you just eat and drink with Wang Xuesen and become friends?

Ding Zijun was thoroughly scolded, but his eyes remained fierce and unyielding: "Let me tell you the truth, bro."

"I like Su Wanjia."

"I want her."

Ding Mocun shook his head repeatedly, speechless.

Ding Zijun stared at him, his eyes burning with a mad obsession: "I think about her day and night, every moment I think about her. I will die if I can't have her."

"Really, bro."

"You like women too, and you know how painful it is to have someone you can't have."

"My room is covered with her photos."

"I swear to God, when I'm with other women, she's the only woman I can think about."

"I imagine her beautiful face, her hot, snow-white figure."

Ding Zijun, like a fighting dog, grew increasingly ferocious: "If I can't have her, I'll go crazy, I'll go mad."

"I'm really going to die, bro."

Ding Mocun cried out in anguish, "Zijun! Now is the time when I need men!"

"With so many beautiful women in Shanghai, why did you have to choose Wang Xuesen's wife?"

"Brother, I've always listened to you since we were little, but there's no room for discussion about Su Wanjia."

She has to be mine.

"Even if Buddha himself came, he wouldn't be able to stop me."

"I said it!"

Ding Zijun leaned forward and roared face to face.

"Brother, this time when we build the Ding Mansion, you take the power and the money, I don't want anything."

"I only want Su Wanjia."

"I only want Wang Xuesen's life."

"I swear I'm not a man if I can't win her over."

After saying that, he opened the door and strode out.

Ding Mocun stood still.

He knows his younger brother all too well.

Although he's a bit of a rascal on ordinary days, he's generally obedient. But once he gets into a bad mood, not even nine oxen could pull him back.

This kid is serious.

Ding Mocun slumped back onto the sofa, rubbing his temples, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

It seems that those who oppose Wang Xuesen never have a good ending.

Tang Huimin!

Mao Ziming!

Will Zijun be next?

Ding Zijun stormed out.

He didn't know why he hated Wang Xuesen so much.

Is it because he occupied your office?

Or is it because of Su Wanjia?

Do not!

neither!

It was a natural, unfounded hostility.

From the first time I saw Wang Xuesen, seeing that handsome face that made people envious, seeing him thrive in number 76,

His ability to please everyone, including his own older brother, made him stand out from the crowd.

The rumors circulating in the streets disgusted him even more.

Miyako, Lady Keika, White Rose.

He could get involved with any of the most famous women in Shanghai.

And Li Lu.

That was Mao Ziming's woman, a beauty he had been lusting after for a long time.

Mao Ziming had barely died when Wang Xuesen devoured him.

On what grounds?

Why should I?!

As long as Wang Xuesen is alive, Ding Zijun feels as if a nail is stuck in his heart, impossible to pull out, causing him endless torment day and night.

He was gritting his teeth as he walked down the corridor when he bumped into someone.

Wang Xuesen, carrying a briefcase, was walking in through the main entrance.

Ding Zijun stopped in his tracks.

He almost thought he had seen a ghost.

Where are geckos?

What happened to the promise to behead Wang Xuesen?

Ding Zijun's mind went blank for a moment, then he took a deep breath and put on a smile: "Director Wang, good morning."

Wang Xuesen smiled and nodded: "Section Chief Ding, didn't you go to the concession area for work today?"

Ding Zijun sighed, his acting perfectly natural: "Don't mention it."

"Ever since my brother was bitten by a dog, the budget has been cut to my liaison department, and the office in the French Concession has been closed."

"There will be no more interpersonal relations department in the future."

He shrugged and said sourly, "Unlike your brother, who has a beautiful woman by his side and whose fortunes have risen accordingly."

Wang Xuesen laughed and said, "It's alright, having a beautiful woman by your side can be tiring too."

"Even the best food gets boring if you eat too much of it, right?"

Seeing his timid attitude, Ding Zijun really wanted to punch him to death.

Damn it.

They're really getting a good deal and then acting innocent.

I'm so desperate to kick Su Wanjia, and you're saying you're sick of eating her?

You beast!

"Okay, then you get busy." Ding Zijun felt so jealous that he couldn't keep up the act any longer.

Wang Xuesen said no more, patted him on the shoulder, and walked straight to his office.

The moment he turned his back, Wang Xuesen's face darkened.

That bastard Ding Zijun always acts so sarcastic and arrogant when he sees me.

Did the sun rise in the west today?

Not only did they greet me first, but they also smiled so warmly.

There must be something fishy going on when things seem unpredictable.

Wang Xuesen strode into the office, threw his briefcase on the table, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes to think.

Last night's assassination attempt was carried out by Zhao Datian, who is Yu Yefeng's man; this has been confirmed.

Ding Zijun might be one of the participants.

This is very likely.

Ding Zijun had been colluding with Mao Ziming and Bai Junqi to spread rumors about Wan Jia.

This kid might have already set his sights on Wanjia.

Once I'm dead, I can easily take what Wanjia has already given me.

Oh.

We finally managed to develop Wanjia into a stunningly beautiful and sexy young woman, so why should a traitor like you, Cao Cao, get to reap the benefits?

I want to eat shit.

Sooner or later, I'll send you to keep Mao Ziming company.

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