Espionage codename: Shen Gongbao

It was afternoon.

Su Wanjia had just finished her mahjong game and seen the ladies off when the phone rang.

"OK."

With that one word, "Simple," she hung up the phone.

"Xiaomin, I'll go get the medicine for the master. Tonight, I'll make a pagoda-shaped pork dish; he likes it." Su Wanjia instructed Xiaomin.

"Alright, Madam," Xiaomin readily agreed.

These past two days, the wife and husband have resumed their "movement" at night. Sure enough, the couple's quarrels in bed are resolved before they even get out of bed, and their relationship is starting to warm up again.

Good!

Good!

Su Wanjia walked to the entrance of the pharmacy and went inside confidently.

"Mrs. Wang, come and get the medicine."

"Please come in."

Du Song greeted her as they entered, adjusted his glasses, and asked:

"Should you speak first, or should I?"

"Let me go first. Xuesen said Wu Sibao asked about the pharmacy. Did he cause you any trouble?" Su Wanjia asked, frowning.

"I've been here."

"I just asked for the prescription and copied it down."

"These are all remedies for enhancing male virility and increasing fertility."

"Even if Li Shiqun consults other experienced traditional Chinese medicine doctors, they can't find anything wrong with him."

"When it comes to medical skills, I don't lie."

Juniper gave a very affirmative answer.

"Then I'm relieved."

"By the way, Xuesen asked if Tang had arrived in Shanghai safely. He's been so worried about it that he hasn't slept well for two nights," Su Wanjia said with concern.

"You seem to care about him a lot. You're not actually going to settle down with him, are you?" Du Song laughed.

Su Wanjia's pretty face turned red. "Old Du, you're joking with me. Can't I care about my colleagues when we're under the same roof?"

"Understood, understood."

"A pure and flawless camaraderie." Old Du said with an air of understanding.

"We really didn't... Hey, let's not talk about that, let's get down to business." Su Wanjia could tell from his expression that he was being sarcastic.

"Good news."

"When Tang arrived in the mountain city, Chiang Kai-shek personally commented, 'Tang's trip is worth more than 100,000 soldiers.'"

"Boss Dai was overjoyed and gave you both a great reward for your contributions."

Du Song said with a beaming smile.

He has been restless and unable to eat or sleep these past few days.

Wang Xuesen, this gambling addict, has dragged himself down with him.

If he loses the bet, he'll probably get a scolding from his boss when he gets back to the mountain town.

"That's great!" Su Wanjia patted her chest excitedly and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Finally, they didn't have to "divorce" anymore; the two of them hanged themselves from a tree in the southeast.

"About the newspaper?"

"Xuesen is counting on this newspaper to suddenly appear and oust Li Shiqun from his position," Su Wanjia asked again.

"The telegram didn't say that."

"However, with the boss personally involved and Chen Bulei keeping an eye on things, Xu Enzeng wouldn't dare to play any tricks."

"If things go smoothly, we should have good news by tomorrow morning."

Du Song offered a word of comfort.

"Okay." Su Wanjia left happily.

……

5:30 p.m.

As Wang Xuesen walked out of the office building with his bag, he saw Su Wanjia waiting for him outside.

"What brings you here?" He was slightly surprised.

"I went to the hospital with Sister Ye this afternoon and brought her back," Su Wanjia said.

"Are you alright?" Wang Xuesen asked.

"It's nothing, just a normal shopping trip," Su Wanjia said softly.

As the couple were talking, Ding Mocun's car returned from outside. Upon seeing Wanjia, he rolled down the window and said, "Miss Wanjia is here. It's been a long time."

As he spoke, his gaze roamed greedily over Su Wanjia's voluptuous breasts and hips without any attempt to conceal it.

"Uncle Ding," Su Wanjia greeted politely, suppressing her nausea.

"Your auntie talks about you all the time. Come visit me sometime," Ding Mocun said with a smile.

"Okay, Uncle Ding," Wanjia replied.

"I'm leaving." Ding Mocun, preoccupied with his own troubles, swallowed hard and went off on his own.

As Mao Ziming was parking his car, a cold smile crept onto his lips.

Director Ding had taken a liking to Su Wanjia.

Haha, Wang Xuesen, aren't you trying to win favor?

I'll go back and say a few words, let's see how you handle this.

"That person is disgusting." After getting into the car, Su Wanjia rubbed the goosebumps on her arm and gasped.

"fine."

"He's barely able to take care of himself now, and he doesn't have many good days left in No. 76."

"I can't do anything to you."

Wang Xuesen smiled and offered words of comfort.

"Then why did you recommend him as an honorary director of the Chamber of Commerce?" Su Wanjia snorted.

"Anyone can be an honorary director."

"What I want is his introduction to bring the Mei Agency in, firstly to make connections with the Japanese, and secondly to leave the Chamber of Commerce a way out."

"Not being affiliated with anyone is not just about kidnapping."

"Even the most valuable assets will eventually be eaten up by companies like Mitsubishi."

Wang Xuesen smiled.

"Um."

"I have good news for you. Tang has arrived in the mountain city, and the boss has given him high praise."

"Also, if things go smoothly, we should see it in the newspaper tomorrow."

Su Wanjia admired his meticulousness, and in a good mood, she blurted out her secret plan to have a drink in her bedroom.

"What award did you receive?"

"Has there been any talk of increasing funding?" Wang Xuesen asked with great interest.

"A major merit award."

"Funding... Old Du didn't seem to mention it." Su Wanjia was somewhat taken aback.

"What are you asking about? It's all trivial stuff."

"What we lack most right now is money."

"Great achievements and verbal praise are just empty promises; only real money matters."

"Putting everything else aside, we don't have money. Where are we going to get the money for all those expenses at Lao Du's pharmacy—buying intelligence, playing cards, giving gifts?"

"You're not really planning to sponge off your parents and empty your own father's pocket, are you?"

Wang Xuesen raised his hand and slapped her beautiful leg, somewhat annoyed.

"You hit me hard," Su Wanjia said angrily.

She knew the truth of what Xuesen said, so she could only act coquettishly to avoid the old cadre's lecture.

"If it doesn't hurt, do you even have a brain?"

"With a brain like yours, you'd be sold out and still be counting the money for the seller."

"Forget about seeing Lao Du next time. I'll go and meet him myself next time. It would be a waste not to get this money," Wang Xuesen cursed.

Although the Military Intelligence Bureau was sanctioned by the 76th Bureau, it must still have secret channels for distributing funds.

Safety is of course important.

But if Dai Laogou really wanted to give it, it wasn't impossible.

To put it bluntly, they just want to take advantage of the Su family.

……

The next morning.

Su Wanjia got up early and started playing the piano.

"What are you playing the piano so early in the morning?" Wang Xuesen was woken up, lifted the blanket, his crotch bulging, and walked up to her, scolding her irritably.

"I'm waiting for the newspaper."

"nervous."

"When I feel uneasy, I want to play the piano."

Su Wanjia tossed her hair and said.

"What kind of rubbish is that? It sounds awful." Wang Xuesen poured a glass of water and looked at her with disgust.

"You talk as if you can play the instrument," Su Wanjia said irritably.

"And could you please stop loitering in front of me? At least put on some outer pants, okay?" Her pretty face flushed red, and she turned her head away from Wang Xuesen.

Su Wanjia suspected that this guy was deliberately showing off his wealth.

"Big sister, it's summer, I'm already lucky I don't have any fruit to sleep on." She's always causing trouble... Wang Xuesen ignored her and went to wash his face and brush his teeth.

Who cares if she feels awkward or not, I'll just make sure I'm comfortable and at ease first.

After breakfast.

Wang Xuesen drove out and passed by Huaihai Road.

From afar, the newsboy's shouts could be heard:

"Extra number, extra number."

"The newly released 'Great Beauty Bulletin' features a recent article by Tang Zengyang, former principal of Guangming Middle School, who vehemently denounces Wang Jingwei and the 'No. 76' scumbags..."

"One, please."

Wang Xuesen took a newspaper through the window.

Front page headlines.

Hey!

The concessions were the last resort they could use to disgust and harass the Japanese, and they were quite ruthless in their methods.

The content was glanced at.

Wang Xuesen paid particular attention to the list of people criticized by Tang Zengyang.

There is no Tang Huimin.

Yes, that's good.

When Lao Dai takes over, it works really well.

The real show is about to begin.

……