Code Name: Flame

Chapter 69
Chen Jia didn't see Gu Minghua's appearance. He was chatting with Okawachi Denichi, talking about the difficulty in supplying daily supplies to the troops, talking about the interesting stories between him and Yoichi Fujiwara, and about Fujiwara's parents and the Japanese troops stationed in Taiwan. The friendship between General Matsui Iwane, the commander, talked about how the emperor trusted Fujiwara's parents.

The people next to him became more frightened as they listened.

Except for Okamoto, the Japanese Consul General in Shanghai, who has a little more knowledge and has heard about it, other Shanghai officials such as Consul Yoshioka Nogo and Fukui Jun, Naval Attaché Honda Suke, Mitsui, Mitsubishi, and Itochu have never heard of such inside stories.Although Mitsui and the others are considered big chaebols in Japan, they are really not as powerful as the Fujiwara family in terms of political power.

"Fujiwara-kun, it is very difficult for the military to purchase materials in Shanghai recently. Would Fujiwara Trading Company help us purchase them? The price must be very favorable. If it is done well, I will talk to General Hasegawa Kiyoshi about the procurement of materials for the Third Fleet. here you are."

Chen Jia quickly stood up, bowed and replied: "It is an honor for Fujiwara Trading Company to serve the army, and the younger generation must do a good job."

"Hahahahaha, Yoshi. I hope Fujiwara-kun will work hard and don't let me down."

"Uncle, don't worry, this junior will definitely do his best."

Okawa Uchichichi reached out his hand to signal him to sit down, "I am very aware of the reputation of Fujiwara Trading Company in the business world. Your customers have responded very well, and they all say that Fujiwara Trading Company's service is first-class."

The sweat on Chen Jia's back was oozing out. He originally thought that this old guy was doing business for him for the sake of his family, but he didn't expect that the old guy who looked like a careless soldier had already investigated him secretly, and I didn't realize it at all.

"Fujiwara-kun is very powerful. You actually sold millions of goods in a few months. Shanghai's top merchants have become your customers. It's amazing."

Okawachi's words were very casual, but Chen Jia knew that the old guy was trying to find out about him.

It stands to reason that Okawachi Denchi has been in Shanghai for so long, and he should be very familiar with the old Fujiwara. Why did he hand over the business to Fujiwara Trading Company today?Did something happen in Japan that I didn't know about?Of course, what happened must be a good thing, otherwise the old guy wouldn't show his favor to him.

My thoughts turned, but there was no delay in my mouth, "by chance, I met Mr. Guo Dihuo from Yongan Company in the United States, and we were very friendly with each other. After my junior came to Shanghai, Mr. Guo introduced me to Song Ziwen, Senior Song. With the help of Senior Song, Recommend me to them, and only then will the product sell.”

This set of rhetoric was arranged by Dai Li a long time ago. If you want to investigate, whether Guo Dihuo or Song Ziwen has a corresponding rhetoric.

"No wonder, it turns out that Mr. Song Ziwen came forward." Da Chuanchi suddenly realized and nodded frequently.

Who is Song Ziwen?Former Chinese Finance Minister, financial boss, controller of China Construction Bank Corporation, No.1 Chinese chaebol.With his support, not to mention a few million yen in goods, there is no problem in multiplying it by ten times.

Consul General Okamoto praised, "If Fujiwara-kun is not outstanding, then Mr. Song may not be willing to help. I have met Mr. Song several times. He is a very proud person, which shows that Fujiwara-kun is not an ordinary person."

Okawa Uchichichi laughed, "Yonishi, to Fujiwara-kun's excellence, here's a toast."

Everyone raised their glasses together and drank it down.

At this moment, a group of dancers walked over, and under the arrangement of the waiters, they sat down beside everyone.Among these people, apart from Naval Attaché Honda Suke and Marine Corps Intelligence Officer Takahiko Yamabori, who were a bit uncomfortable, the others had long been familiar with the situation, causing the dancers to pretend to be flustered and everyone to laugh.

Chen Jia called the waiter, and after inquiring, she found out that all these dancers could be brought back to the cabin, but the price was a bit more expensive than in Shanghai.

Now Chen Jia was so poor that he only had money, so he raised his wine glass and said, "To celebrate my uncle's health, I will pay all the expenses tonight. Just let everyone be happy."

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was hilarious.Although there are generals, consul generals, and chaebols in charge of Shanghai in this group of people, their income really does not allow them to frequent such places and enjoy such services.Now that they have Chen Jia as a treat, they are still crazy about it.

Those dancing girls also became happy, frequently acting coquettishly and pouring wine.Anyway, the Nelson Transportation Company pays for the alcohol. Give these Japanese people more alcohol. It is better to get drunk.

Under the stimulation of alcohol, the Japanese virtues began to go wild. Even Okawauchi Denchichi began to show his chest, drinking with a glass, and reaching into the dancer's clothes to shake his hands.

The noise of the Japanese attracted the attention of many people in the hall. The Europeans and Americans looked down upon it. Oriental monkeys are not gentlemen. How could they behave so rudely on such an occasion?
In fact, let alone the second elder brother, Europeans and Americans are not good birds, and they have done no less bad things than the Japanese.

Gu Minghua turned his head to look after the noise, and froze for a moment.

Because she saw a shadow that appeared in dreams countless times, even though it was profiled, she could still recognize it at a glance.The shadow in the dream overlapped perfectly with this side face, who else could it be?
Eyes suddenly sore, the world began to become blurred, but the overlapping shadows became clearer.

Lulu turned her head and was surprised to see Gu Minghua's bright face.The lights in the ballroom were already dim, and there were so many people, so she wasn't sure that Gu Minghua was crying.

Taking a closer look, he was actually crying.Following her gaze, apart from the crowds coming and going, there were only those rude Japanese sitting in the corner.

Chen Jia was already a little bit drunk, although he was drinking sake, he couldn't stand the group of people taking turns to toast.He put his arm around the dancer's waist, and held a wine glass in his hand to laugh and laugh with everyone, but his sixth sense reminded him that someone was watching him.

So he pretended to lie down on the back of the chair, his eyes swept over, and his heart was hit by a huge hammer in an instant.Gu Minghua was staring at him from a distance, because he was in the dark and Gu Minghua was in the light, so he could see more clearly.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, pretending to caress the dancer's back, leaning forward, just covering himself with the dancer's body.

No matter how fast he was, Gu Minghua looked straight at his face, even though he was in the dark, he still didn't escape her eyes.

"What are you looking at? Let's go, I'll take you to meet Mayor Wu." Lulu reached out to pull Gu Minghua's arm, but she didn't pull it. At this moment, she felt even more wrong.

"What's wrong? Sister Minghua, don't scare me."

Gu Minghua withdrew his gaze, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped away the tears on his face, shaking his head slightly, "I'm tired, take a rest here, you go, I'll wait for you here."

"Are you all right? Then I'll come back as soon as I go, don't leave."

After Lulu left, Gu Minghua looked to the corner again. Under the cover of the red cheongsam dancer, the man could only see his back.And it was precisely Chen Jia's action that strengthened her belief in her heart, she is not guilty, what are you hiding from?
Chen Jia's back was always chilling, if Gu Minghua came to question him impulsively, it would be completely over.

"Uncle, it's getting late, you should go back to rest early. Come on, you two go help my uncle back to the cabin to rest." With a little force in his hand, he pushed the dancer beside him to Okawa Uchichi.

They are all stinky hooligans, his actions are naturally understood by everyone, and so is Okawauchi.

"Fujiwara-kun, uncle is not young anymore."

Chen Jia also went over to help him up, and then smiled and said, "Uncle, you are not old either. You take good care of my uncle, and you will be rewarded for taking good care of him."

Dachuan Uchichi stood up staggeringly, and patted Chen Jia's shoulder with his big hand, "What about you?"

"Uncle, there are many here. You go back first, and I will visit you when I return to Shanghai."

"Then it's settled." Okawa Uchichichi was swayed out by two dancers, his guards also came up to help, and a group of people surrounded the old guy and went out.

As soon as the old guy left, the others were also impatient, and with the support of the dancer, they also left. The remaining two people did not leave, one was Honda Suke and the other was Yamabori Takahiko.

It seemed that the two of them were already too drunk, but how could Chen Jia believe that they were not drunk after knowing their identities?They are all spies, and if they are drunk, they should be treated as if they are not drunk.

Although Honda Suke is a naval attache, in fact, like Yamabori Takahiko, they are both members of the Navy's intelligence department, and they are all well-trained guys. It is not easy to play a drunk.

Honda Fu put his hands on the table and leaned over. His hands seemed to be weak due to drunkenness, and his body shook a little. Fortunately, he pulled a hand next to the dancer, so that he didn't fall down.

"Fujiwara-kun, you don't remember me? I am your classmate, Honda Suke. It seems that you have forgotten me. We are best brothers, but you actually forgot."

Grass mud horse, true or false?There was a bang in Chen Jia's head, and his dizzy mind suddenly became a little clearer.

　Ask for a recommendation ticket

　　


(End of this chapter)