Espionage codename: Shen Gongbao

Back in his office, Wang Xuesen took out scissors and casually picked up a newspaper to cut out paper-cut window decorations to relieve the pressure on the undercover agent.

It was lunchtime.

He picked up his lunchbox, got his food, and returned to his office.

Just as he sat down, Lin Zhijiang walked in carrying a bag of braised pig's head and a bag of peanuts: "Xuesen, I've got some extra food for you."

Drinking alcohol is prohibited during working hours on No. 76.

The two drank tea instead of wine. "Brother, have you talked to Wang Tianmu yet?" Lin Zhijiang asked.

"We talked."

"But we can't do anything now. We'll deal with Tang Huimin's matter first."

"If Lao Ding had more powerful reinforcements, Li Shiqun would be more worried."

"Furthermore, Wang Tianmu is well-informed. Ji Yunqing's side has caused a huge uproar, and he can't be kept in the dark about what happened at No. 76. He wouldn't come at this time."

Wang Xuesen offered this reminder.

"That makes sense. Your brother is still sharp."

"I heard that Lieutenant Colonel Qingqi is very angry. Tang Huimin and his wife are a bit panicked. Last night, they brought generous gifts to plead with Yang Shuhui."

"If Zhou Fohai is to leave, the confidential office will probably have to stay under the Tang family."

Lin Zhijiang genuinely hoped that Wang Xuesen could become the director of the confidential office, as that would benefit the Military Intelligence Bureau.

Wang Xuesen cleverly grasped this thought from his eyes.

Old Lin has good intentions.

However, I cannot do as he wishes, at least not openly.

He wanted to completely distance himself from the Tang Zengyang incident, not even in the slightest.

"Brother, watch your words."

"The gods are fighting up there. What if they turn around and, while the gods are all fine, they kill us onlookers?"

"So many people are eyeing that position."

"This is something a newcomer like me wouldn't dare to dream of."

Wang Xuesen put down his chopsticks and quickly waved his hand.

"Our goal is to stay hidden and make money. If you really put me in the open, many things will be difficult to handle." He continued to promote Linzhijiang.

"Too."

"We're just waiting for Tang Huimin to get out of here and make room for Lao Wang so we can get started. We don't really care about being a director or anything like that." Lin Zhijiang is a master at being a spy, but he doesn't really see through politics.

We were talking when the phone rang.

Wang Xuesen answered: "Oh, it's Fourth Brother. Old Lin is here."

"It's the fourth brother calling to see you," he said.

Lin Zhijiang lazily replied, "I know, just hold it for now, we'll talk about it when I get here."

Snapped!

He hung up the phone.

"Are you alright?" Wang Xuesen's heart tightened.

"Someone called Tang Zengyang's house yesterday, and Lao Si and the others overheard it. They asked me if I wanted to report it to Director Ding so the telephone company could investigate," Lin Zhijiang said.

"What do you think?" Wang Xuesen asked, looking at him.

"Brother."

"You said your goal is to make money, why would I do this to myself?"

"Besides, if someone really manages to get Tang Zengyang to Chongqing, I'd be thrilled."

"I'll remember the punch Tang Huimin gave you."

"We do need to keep a low profile, but I'd be happy to kick him while I'm at it and vent your anger for you."

"Let whoever wants to hit me, hit me."

"Get out of here."

Lin Zhijiang chuckled.

"I won't discuss official business."

"I am deeply grateful for your kindness, brother," Wang Xuesen said.

"Brother, you're too kind."

"We are brothers."

"I know my own limitations. From now on, you're our leader, how could I not protect you?" Lin Zhijiang said sincerely.

"OK."

"I have to go. If I stay any longer, Wu Sibao will cause you trouble." He stuffed a piece of pig's head into his mouth, picked up his student cap, put it on his head, and stood up.

"Okay." Wang Xuesen stood up to see him off.

After Lin Zhijiang left, Wang Xuesen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This matter will eventually come out of the dark.

Once Tang Zengyang leaves, the Mei Agency and the Military Police will definitely conduct a thorough investigation.

However, Li Shiqun and Tang Huimin argued for a while.

The longer Lao Lin doesn't report it, the more blurred the impressions of those who have seen Wan Jia will become, which is very advantageous.

……

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

Wang Xuesen stretched his limbs, preparing to leave and go home to wait for news.

Wu Sibao, a cigarette dangling from his lips, pushed open the door and walked in: "Brother, are you and Lao Lin on good terms?"

"It's not good."

"Perhaps because my brother was a member of the Kuomintang's Military Intelligence Bureau, and I had a sinecure, he would occasionally come to me to vent his frustrations."

"Director Ding bought new leather shoes again, but didn't help us get funding or anything."

"All the complaints from inside and outside the family are just a plea for me to ask my sister-in-law for some money."

"Am I stupid enough to listen to him and cause trouble for my sister-in-law?"

Wang Xuesen smiled knowingly.

"Smart!" Wu Sibao twitched his index finger.

"Alright, you'll go back a little later tonight. Didn't I beat up one of Lin Zhijiang's men last time?"

"Could you arrange for him and a few of his brothers to come out? I'll treat them to a few drinks and apologize."

Wu Sibao leaned back in Wang Xuesen's seat as if he were at home and gave instructions.

As expected, Li Shiqun was about to make his move.

As long as Li takes action, they will get Linzhijiang away without Linzhijiang having to put in any effort.

Everything was within the plan of Benshanren.

"Brother-in-law, it can't be that bad."

"With your and Director Li's prestige, there's no need to take it seriously and tarnish your own prestige," Wang Xuesen said, feigning ignorance.

"Brother."

"Isn't this a fight between the two sides?"

"The only people that Lao Tang and Ding Mocun can mobilize are from Linzhijiang."

"Selling at a low price now will save trouble for the director."

"You agree, right?"

Wu Sibao's face, pockmarked and covered in acne scars, revealed a sly smile.

"Understand."

"Understand."

"At this point, we need to play it safe with Old Lin."

"Okay, I'll call now, but I can't guarantee they'll give me the time of day."

Wang Xuesen nodded repeatedly.

"Let's give it a try."

"Let's book it at the Charlie Hotel," Wu Sibao said, raising his hand.

Wang Xuesen picked up the phone and dialed a number: "Hello, Lao Lin, it's me, Xuesen."

"That's how it is..."

"Okay."

"Thank you for your kind words, brother. I'll pass on the message."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Xuesen said, "Brother-in-law, it's done."

"Thanks, bro," Wu Sibao said.

The dinner invitation had been arranged, but he showed no sign of leaving. "Brother, I heard you're seeing a traditional Chinese medicine doctor?"

"Yes, I want to have a boy. You know my father-in-law is a sexist."

"I'm thinking that Wanjia should be able to give birth to a boy."

"For the sake of our great-grandson relationship, could we secretly get some resources from the old man?"

"Even if all else fails, it's still good to make some money."

"Otherwise, it's not right to live off a woman every day and borrow money from loan sharks to make ends meet."

Wang Xuesen said in a low voice with a helpless expression.

"This thing really works? I thought you were impotent and your sister-in-law was teasing you." Wu Sibao laughed.

Damn it.

These bastards really know everything.

Without a doubt, Xiaomin was not Ding Mocun's person, but Li Shiqun's.

"How is that possible?"

"But the doctor said it can regulate the body's acid-base balance, thus increasing the chances of having a son," Wang Xuesen said.

"Oh, I thought it could cure that..." A hint of disappointment flashed in Wu Sibao's eyes.

Is this guy impotent?

This is quite possible. Last time we ate at home, when we rubbed Yu Aizhen's beautiful legs under the table and talked about this topic, she clearly looked unhappy.

In other words, despite his tall and imposing appearance, Wu Sibao is actually quite useless.

Or rather, it's feasible, but too fast, and doesn't meet Yu Aizhen's requirements.

Wang Xuesen preferred the former.

Since they've been married for a while, if it's just a matter of speed, it won't affect their ability to conceive.

The only possibility is that Wu Sibao is useless.

This explains why Yu Aizhen, a socialite in Shanghai, would willingly marry Wu Sibao, an unknown local ruffian.

It is highly likely that the two had made an agreement, tacitly allowing her to play around outside.

That's the only possibility.

Hmm, this is a good opportunity.

If you can win over Yu Aizhen, give her enough money, and feed her well, many things will be easier to do.

……