Espionage codename: Shen Gongbao

"Brother, don't say you're envious, I'm envious too. Just kidnapping a bunch of people would easily bring in tens of thousands in ransom."

"Enough for us to go without food or water for ten years."

"Don't even mention the black market trade in opium, rice, flour, and cooking oil."

"Money is everywhere in Shanghai."

Wang Xuesen nodded repeatedly, slapping the back of his hand in anguish.

"Brother, you know that Zhou Daosan embezzled the bonuses of me and my men back then. We all risked our lives to come here with me."

"If I don't make some money soon, not to mention the resettlement expenses for my dead brothers, even the people around me will fall apart."

"I can't be a human being."

"Brother, you're smart and know the rich people in Shanghai. Let's hit them a few times to get through this crisis first."

"Don't worry, if it fails, I'll take care of it myself and won't drag you down with me."

Lin Zhijiang was determined, and said with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Brother Lin, you stole my support."

"But this is shady business. Why does Li Shiqun always send members of the Green Gang to handle it? Isn't it because he's afraid of making a big fuss and attracting the attention of the Japanese?"

"Moreover, we are all from 'reputable and legitimate families'."

"If you kidnap a patriotic entrepreneur and cause a big fuss, the authorities in Chongqing will really issue a kill order against you. What if the Japanese are driven away in the future? We need to have a way out."

"If we're going to kidnap someone, we'll kidnap a shady businessman; the profits are huge."

This guy is a tough character, capable of anything, so Wang Xuesen quickly straightened him out.

"That makes sense, brother. Let's plan this out properly," Lin Zhijiang said impatiently.

"Don't rush."

"It's a dirty job, a dirty job. We need to stay behind the scenes as much as possible, just like Li Shiqun."

"You wouldn't want to die, only to have your wife and kids take your money and call someone else 'Dad,' wouldn't you?"

Wang Xuesen nodded at him.

"But it's even worse to be alive without money. Tell me, what should we do?" Lin Zhijiang was feeling much more suppressed, but he couldn't wait to pull off something big.

"We don't have any reputation right now, we need to find someone with influence in Shanghai," Wang Xuesen coaxed.

"Who?" Lin Zhijiang asked.

"Your former boss, Wang Tianmu."

"A senior figure in the Green Gang, a trusted confidant of Du Yuesheng's 'Hall of Loyalty and Righteousness,' a veteran of the Military Intelligence Bureau, known for his righteousness and strong reputation."

"Li Shiqun released him a few days ago. Old Wang is now desperate, and Zhao Lijun has a grudge against him."

"We need to win over Old Wang."

"Director Ding, you've done a great service, and we now have a strong ally."

"Putting everything else aside, at least we have the ability to arm wrestle with Ji Yunqing and his gang from the Green Gang, so we can stand up straighter," Wang Xuesen bluntly stated.

"Look at my memory."

"How could I have forgotten about him?"

"Brother, your words have truly awakened me from my dream."

"I heard that Li Shiqun and the traitors in Chongqing were spreading rumors that Wang Tianmu had defected to the 76th Division and that Dai Li had issued a kill order."

"Old Wang's situation is probably even worse than ours now."

Lin Zhijiang slapped his forehead, suddenly overjoyed.

"Shh!"

"Keep your voice down, buddy, the walls might be overhearing."

"Zhao Lijun is one of the four major assassins of the Military Intelligence Bureau. You know his methods better than I do. I'll find Lao Wang as soon as possible, and you have to protect him."

"We'll talk to Brother Wang then."

Wang Xuesen made a shushing gesture.

"Sure, I'll be waiting for your good news."

"Now that you mention it, I'm itching to join forces, brother. We in the Military Intelligence Bureau really need to stick together, or we'll be bullied to death."

"They're gone, they're gone."

Lin Zhijiang shook off the cigarette ash from his clothes and said in a cheerful mood.

"Brother, take this box of chrysanthemum tea to cool down."

Even though he was only there for a short while, the office was filled with a fishy, ​​foul odor.

"Here's some money for you. Use it to help the brothers and their wives with their household expenses." Wang Xuesen opened his wallet, took out a wad of cash totaling six or seven hundred yuan, and stuffed it into Lin Zhijiang's pocket.

"Brother, this..." Lin Zhijiang was stunned.

"Brother Lin, don't say anything."

"If I become rich and powerful, let us not forget each other!"

Wang Xuesen patted him on the shoulder, everything was understood without words.

"Brother, you're not rich either, and you've given me all your money, you..." Lin Zhijiang's eyes reddened, and he trembled with gratitude.

"Brother Lin, at least I can still live off your wife for a few days, I won't starve to death."

"It's important for you, your sister-in-law, the children, and the brothers to eat."

Wang Xuesen said magnanimously.

"Brother, with you saying that, our lives are now yours," Lin Zhijiang said through gritted teeth, his eyes reddening.

From Zhou Daosan to Dingmo Village.

They're all just making empty promises, treating him and his men like fools.

Xuesen was also in dire straits, and they hit it off immediately, sharing everything they knew with him.

Across mountains and rivers, nothing is more precious than true friendship!

Damn it, it doesn't matter who you work for.

I'll work for Wang Xuesen!

"We're in the same boat, bound by life and death!" Wang Xuesen grasped his hand and shook it vigorously.

Lin Zhijiang clasped his hands together and uttered the words with unwavering resolve: "We are in the same boat, bound together by life and death!"

"Brother, hold on."

Wang Xuesen brushed his hand across his face as a reminder.

"clear."

Lin Zhijiang's face fell, and he returned to his depressed and frustrated state before walking out.

"Whoa!"

"The first core of the Military Intelligence Bureau gang has finally been established."

Wang Xuesen let out a long sigh of relief.

He is not short of money at all.

Fang Changshun paid a ransom of 100,000, but he only gave Ding Mocun 30,000. He kept the remaining 70,000 and hid it in the Wang family's former private residence. Even Wanjia was unaware of it.

Men, you know, all have some secret savings.

It's so shameful to actually open your mouth and beg women for a living.

However, the money given to Lin Zhijiang was indeed living expenses provided by Wanjia.

It seems Miss Wang is really planning to keep me as her sugar daddy.

……

I'm off work.

Wang Xuesen went straight to the finance office and called Ye Yaoxian, Yang Jie, Wu Sibao, and a few other fake brothers to go drinking at the Grand World.

He stayed out until midnight before returning home, reeking of alcohol.

Playboy, you've been here for a few days now, it wouldn't be right if you didn't "reveal your true colors".

After all, in the eyes of the Li faction, he was labeled as a spoiled brat who couldn't control his lower body and was easy to control.

"sister in law!"

"I've brought him back to you!"

Yang Jie helped Wang Xuesen out of the car and escorted him to the door.

"Xiaomin, come help me with my husband."

"Where have you been? You've drunk so much, and you smell like rouge all over."

Su Wanjia came out to greet them, her smile tinged with displeasure.

"Cough cough."

"Sister-in-law, I have to go now." Yang Jie knew she was implying that he was being blamed, so he didn't dare to linger and quickly said goodbye.

Back in the living room.

Xiaomin fetched water to wash Wang Xuesen's face.

Wang Xuesen hugged her tightly and kissed her, saying, "Wan'er, Wan'er."

"Sir, you, you've mistaken me for someone else. I'm not your wife." Xiaomin was terrified and turned pale, frantically trying to avoid him.

"Wow!"

Wang Xuesen suddenly pushed Xiaomin aside, rushed to the bathroom, and started vomiting violently.

……

Back in the bedroom.

Su Wanjia looked at Xuesen, who was lying on the wicker chair with a pale face: "Why did you drink so much?"

"Aren't you upset that I went out fooling around?" Wang Xuesen asked with a faint smile, rubbing his throbbing temples.

Am I that kind of immature person?

"You didn't need to drink so much, you've almost vomited all your bile."

Su Wanjia walked behind him and began massaging his temples.

"They deliberately took turns pouring alcohol into my mouth."

"They want to extract information from me."

"It won't be easy to infiltrate these guys' ranks."

"There will be many more drinking parties like this in the future."

"It's a good thing you're not my real wife, otherwise I'd have to serve you for the rest of my life."

Wang Xuesen looked up at her.

Unfortunately, it was too magnificent.

Lying down, you can only see the mountains, not people.

"You're such a chatterbox."

"Even if you don't drink, I still won't marry you."

"Marrying you would make me so angry I'd lose ten years of my life."

Su Wanjia felt both heartache and helplessness, but she didn't let him off the hook with her words.

As the ancients said, "Those destined to meet will find each other even from a thousand miles away; those not destined to meet will find it difficult to hold hands even when face to face."

"The mountain city is more than a thousand miles away from Shanghai."

"We must have been enemies in our past lives."

"Besides, it's because I wronged you, otherwise why would you dislike me so much?"

As Wang Xuesen spoke, tears suddenly streamed down his face.

"Xuesen, are you... are you alright?" Su Wanjia panicked.

Wang Xuesen remained silent.

But the tears fell silently.

He was indeed a little drunk.

"homesick!"

"I miss my mom..." he murmured.

Su Wanjia looked at him, her throat tightening with emotion.

Yes.

This man is the loneliest person in the world.

He is Wang Ershao.

The Wang family had a grand mansion, yet there was no place for him to stay.

He is Li Yaowa.

In that dilapidated little home, his elderly mother and sister were being closely watched by the Kuomintang secret police, their lives hanging by a thread at any moment.

He was just an ordinary person, but he traveled down the river, met his match over a thousand miles, and bravely ventured into the den of demons.

This chaotic world and its prosperity were irrelevant to him.

He now only has himself as family.

The only one you can rely on is yourself.

however……

She was just a fake wife.

Behind him was only a false teacher-student relationship and the Su family.

He was all alone!

I have nothing!

Perhaps I should show more care for Xuesen, at least to bring more warmth to this family.

Damn Japanese devils!

Su Wanjia came to her senses; Wang Xuesen was already asleep.

She bent down and gently wiped away the tears on his face.

……

The next morning.

Su Wanjia got up early and made steamed cakes and cornbread in the kitchen.

Last time, she and Wang Xuesen ate at a Chinese restaurant.

Wang Xuesen discovered steamed rice cakes and something called "donkey rolls" at that time.

He didn't even order rice, he just ate these things.

Moreover, he seemed to be more interested in dishes with thickened sauces and broths.

Su Wanjia was very curious. This guy was from the mountain city, so why did his food tastes lean towards the north?

"Xuesen, get up, breakfast is ready."

Su Wanjia served a steamer basket with seaweed and egg drop soup, a plate of pickled vegetables, and a plate of pickled meat.

"Why not sandwiches and milk?"

Wang Xuesen turned his back and asked in a gloomy tone.

Su Wanjia was startled by his serious expression: "Last time..."

Grass!

Wang Xuesen cursed himself inwardly for his carelessness.

It's still not detailed enough.

How could such a huge loophole have appeared?

Fortunately, it was Su Wanjia who discovered it. If it had been discovered by the 76th Division or the Military Intelligence Bureau, it would have triggered an endless investigation.

Even his ability to quickly master languages ​​and his special skills such as driving will be amplified.

After all, his opponent was Dai Li, and Li Shiqun, who had utterly thrashed Dai Li's Military Intelligence Bureau in Shanghai.

They're all top-tier geniuses of our time!

A layer of cold sweat seeped out from Wang Xuesen's back.

Wanjia is indeed thoughtful.

I made myself breakfast early in the morning.

He was about to comfort the bewildered Wanjia when he suddenly felt a cold gaze staring at him from behind.

Xiaomin is here!

No!

Thinking of this, he suddenly swept the drawer to the ground and roared at Wanjia, "Shut up! Shut up!"

"What do you mean? You think I'm broke? What kind of trash are you, trying to fob me off like a beggar?"

"Su Wanjia, don't be so snobbish."

"Don't forget, I can always rise again. I, Wang Xuesen, don't need you to try and sarcastic me!"

With that, Wang Xuesen kicked over a chair, grabbed his bag, and stormed out the door.

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