Espionage codename: Shen Gongbao

Looking at Wang Xuesen's sincere face, Ding Mocun did not immediately agree, but handed him a cup of tea: "Xuesen, what do you think of the welcome banquet last night?"

"I understand routine tests and trials," Wang Xuesen replied truthfully, no longer pretending.

"Well, I'm glad you understand."

"I remember your wife and Yu Aizhen are sisters. Wu Sibao personally picked you up at the station. That foul mouth of his must have said a lot of bad things about me."

"Shouldn't you have sided with Li Shiqun, considering personal relationships?"

Ding Mocun's eyes were as venomous as a snake's, and he stared intently at him.

"director."

"In terms of closeness, Mr. Zhou, I am also close to you."

"My father, Mr. Zhou, and you all came from the Party headquarters, the CC family. Li Shiqun was an early speculator of the red tickets, who relied on a group of hooligans and thugs from the Green Gang to extort money."

"My Wang family has long followed Mr. Sun's 'Three Principles of the People.' Even if I am incompetent, I would never be so loyal to a bunch of thugs."

Wang Xuesen met his gaze and spoke frankly, starting with the origins of the story, and then continued:

"Furthermore, I'm new here, and all of Li Shiqun's men are people he trained. If you're going to collapse, there will be a lot of people in the mess, and the lucrative position won't fall into the hands of an outsider like me."

"On the contrary, if the director can completely control No. 76, then I will be his loyal subject."

"Putting everything else aside, at least we can get a bigger share of the money."

"Instead of sucking up to others, it's better to strive for a bright future. This is also what Wanjia and my father-in-law think."

Wang Xuesen made full use of his eloquence.

"You're a sensible person."

"I'll think about the matter of being nominally affiliated with the Chamber of Commerce again," Ding Mocun said, nodding as he didn't detect anything amiss.

"Thank you, Director."

"I have another request, which may be able to alleviate the Director's immediate financial difficulties." Wang Xuesen knew that he had grasped Ding Mocun's weakness and it was time to test the guy's strength.

"What is it?" Ding Mocun asked with a smile.

"Fang Changshun of the Jiangsu-Zhejiang Chamber of Commerce has been kidnapped. I know that the director is very resourceful. Could you help me find him?"

"Their family is willing to pay this amount."

"Thirty thousand yuan!"

"Of course, you can also convert it to bank drafts, silver dollars, American dollars, US dollars, or British pounds."

Wang Xuesen held up three fingers and said in an exaggerated manner.

At this time, Dingmo Village had not yet engaged in the frenzied resale of goods as it would later, and the profits extracted were not substantial. Before the collapse of the legal tender, this was definitely a large-scale operation.

Thirty thousand yuan!

Ding Mocun swallowed hard.

He was really craving it.

"I'll give it a try!"

"Finding someone is possible, but rescuing someone might be a bit difficult," Ding Mocun said, maintaining a calm approach.

"If we find them, that's fine. Mr. Fang has connections in the French Concession police station. The rescue will be handled by the French Concession Municipal Council and the Iwai Mansion."

"The Fang family is very anxious. The director needs to hurry, otherwise the money will be wasted if the hostage is killed."

Wang Xuesen offered this reminder.

"Keep the Fang family calm. As long as they don't pay the kidnappers, they won't be able to kill the hostage!" Ding Mocun understood this business and knew without a doubt that the person had been abducted by Li Shiqun.

However, with the Iwai Mansion involved, things are simple; the money is guaranteed.

"Alright, then I'll have to trouble you, Director."

"Um, Director, I have another question. Where...where am I supposed to work?"

Wang Xuesen said.

"What did Director Tang say?" Ding Mocun asked.

"Oh, Wu Sibao said that Director Tang didn't prepare an office for me, and told me to go to Director Li to arrange it." Wang Xuesen blinked, somewhat confused.

"That old Tang!"

Ding Mocun cursed, then picked up the phone and dialed the general affairs office number:

"it's me."

"Make room for Xuesen in Zijun's office in the Public Relations Department."

"Doesn't Zijun have a temporary base in the French Concession? It just so happens that he doesn't like coming here, so it's settled then."

Snapped!

He hung up the phone.

"Zijun's office is empty, so you can work there once it's cleared out."

"That way, it'll be more convenient for me to call you if anything happens."

Ding Mocun was in a good mood and directly assigned his younger brother Ding Zijun's office to Wang Xuesen.

"Thank you, Director!" Wang Xuesen bowed in gratitude.

"Let's go visit Li Shiqun and take a stroll in his yard."

"Let me know."

Ding Mocun gave the instructions.

As soon as Wang Xuesen left, Ding Mocun turned on the gramophone with a beaming smile, leaned back in his chair, squinted his eyes, and began tapping out a rhythm: "Good flowers don't bloom forever, good times don't come again..."

The stagnant, hopeless situation finally saw a glimmer of hope.

If we can secure funding and get support from the Mei Agency and the Iwai Mansion, Li Shiqun is nothing but a fart!

"Director, what's making you so happy?"

Mao Ziming walked in and asked somewhat guiltily.

The director hadn't been this happy in a long time. Wang Xuesen had been there for so long; I wonder what they talked about.

"fine."

"Have Shen Yue come over. Oh, or just have her wait for me on the third floor."

"Also, call Captain Lin over first; I need to speak with him."

Ding Mocun squinted and gave the order, then flicked his index finger.

Mao Ziming accepted the order and withdrew.

Damn, the director is obviously up to something, and he's even keeping it from me.

That damned Wang Xuesen, is he trying to steal my job?

……

Wang Xuesen gave a brief visit to Li Shiqun and Tang Huimin, and then strolled around the courtyard.

"Hey bro, what's wrong with you?"

"I heard that Ding Mocun vacated his brother's office for you. Can't you tell which side it is?"

Wu Sibao caught up and said unhappily.

"Brother-in-law."

"I can't do anything about Director Ding's arrangements."

"Don't worry, I can tell which one it is," Wang Xuesen said with a smile.

"What does Ding Mocun want with you? We've been talking for so long," Wu Sibao asked bluntly.

"It's just a complaint about the budget."

"I'd also like to have my name registered with the Chamber of Commerce so I can put in a good word with my father-in-law."

Wang Xuesen said casually.

"He's desperate for money."

"Director Li is very dissatisfied with these guys, especially the one surnamed Tang. You'd better stay away from them," Wu Sibao warned him.

"Brother-in-law, Director Li will understand Xuesen's heart," Wang Xuesen said, handing him a cigarette.

"Alright, we've come this far, I need to go to the interrogation room, come with me." Wu Sibao patted his shoulder and said.

"This isn't in accordance with the rules," Wang Xuesen said.

"If there's anything wrong with the rules, we won't investigate, we'll just release the person," Wu Sibao said casually.

We arrived at the interrogation room.

A burly man in a long robe is smoking.

At a glance, Wang Xuesen recognized him as Wang Tianmu, an important figure in the Shanghai district of the Military Intelligence Bureau.

"Old Wang, you can go now. Remember to treat me to a drink next time," Wu Sibao greeted him familiarly.

Wang Tianmu's noodles trembled, and he looked at Wang Xuesen.

Wu Sibao quickly introduced, "This is the younger brother of Wang Xuewen, a top bodyguard of the Military Intelligence Bureau. He's from the Wang family. Xuesen, let me introduce you. This is Wang Tianmu, one of the heads of the Military Intelligence Bureau in Shanghai."

"You're still from the same family."

Wang Xuesen immediately understood Wu Sibao's intention.

This guy may seem rough, but he's actually cunning and treacherous.

Wang Tianmu's position is of paramount importance.

Now, having been caught in his own trap, he has escaped unscathed, in accordance with the Military Intelligence Bureau's internal rules and Boss Dai's suspicious belief that "agents have no freedom."

This practically cut off Wang Tianmu's escape route.

Furthermore, Wang Tianmu could also send a message to the outside world confirming that he had joined forces with No. 76, and incidentally drag the Wang family, who were far away in the mountain city, into the mess.

This can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

"Mr. Wang!" Wang Xuesen nodded in greeting.

A complex, resentful look flashed in Wang Tianmu's eyes. He picked up the round hat, put it on his head, and walked out without saying a word.

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