Wind spy

Intelligence work must not be sloppy. Every small link will determine the success or failure of one's own mission, not to mention such a move.

But at present, he didn't know anything, and Chen Mingxiang couldn't investigate this Chen Chenglun with a big fan. He decided to monitor the cargo to see if he could find any clues.

Wang Jingwei is the biggest traitor in China, and his instructions are certainly not trivial. Ding Mocun is a member of the secret service headquarters, not a military or political officer. Chen Chenglun is also from the Police Department of the Ministry of the Interior. According to this inference, the matter may be involved. In the military system or the middle system.

It was not until eleven o'clock in the evening that Chen Chenglun came out of Dingmo Village's home and got on a rickshaw, and Chen Mingxiang sat in the car and watched.

Fortunately, it was in the Shanghai stock market. At this point, there was a lot of people coming and going. No one would pay attention to the movement of a car. He went to the hotel in the public concession area. After a long time, he returned home.

Early in the morning, Chen Mingxiang rode a bicycle to the neighborhood, sitting in a small stall eating steamed buns and drinking rice soup. His main job is Huatong Trading Company. Time is very free. If you want to go, no one dares to find him. The boss’s trouble.

It is also very simple to appear in the public concession, in order to develop the company's business!As long as you can make money, you won’t mind this trivial matter. After all, Japan is a rising industrial country. In many ways, there is still a gap between developed countries in the West.

Chen Chenglun also came to the stall to eat, his eyes rolled around. After eating, he sat in a rickshaw and went to the gate of a garden-style house. When he looked at the house number, Chen Mingxiang knew who he was looking for. Chen Chunpu, deputy secretary-general of the Party Department, things are getting more and more interesting.

After more than half an hour, Chen Chunpu drove Chen Chenglun back to the public concession by car. After noon, Chen Mingxiang returned to the company. It would definitely not work if he was off the road.

"Kunyu, why are you here?" As soon as he entered the office, Chen Mingxiang met his junior sister.

"I work in a public concession, less than ten minutes away from your company. I don't know to go to the newspaper to see me. After waiting for you for more than an hour, let's talk, how can I compensate me?" Lu Kunyu said with a smile.

"It's half past eleven, of course, I went to a western restaurant. Brother invites you to eat steak and drink red wine. Don't be hungry for my favorite little sister." Chen Mingxiang said with a smile.

Since Lu Kunyu worked as a reporter for the "News Daily", the two have not seen each other for a long time. Chen Mingxiang has been busy running a company for the past two months and can't spare time to see her.

When I came to Deda Western Cuisine, one person ordered a middle row, an onion soup, a vegetable salad, and then opened a bottle of Bordeaux.

"This is the most famous western restaurant in the Shanghai stock market. I have always wanted to come in and try it. Today I am finally satisfied." Lu Kunyu said.

"It's not that miserable, right? According to the Shanghai stock market's media treatment, you can earn about one hundred and fifty fiat currency or the ocean a month. It's unrealistic to eat every day. Once a week is no problem." Chen Mingxiang said.

"I am an intern reporter. I only have a salary of one hundred yuan. I leave fifty yuan for my living expenses. I have to pay fifty yuan to my family every month. My dad sent all the translation fees to my brother. Humph, patriarchal antique!" Lu Kunyu said with a small mouth.

Chen Mingxiang took out his wallet, took out ten 100-yuan fiat currency and handed it to Lu Kunyu. He is also a rich man now, which is nothing.

Huatong Trading Company’s book has a net profit of more than 400,000 yuan. In it, he can get nearly 100,000 yuan of legal currency. In private operations, he also has an income of 50,000 yuan. He took 30,000 yuan and Zhou Haiwen took two. Ten thousand, and the rest as company employee benefits.

In just one month, he received 130,000 fiat currency. Sometimes it is hard to believe that the former will come so soon.Those big yellow croakers at home are not counted yet!

"This is too much, just give me two!" Lu Kunyu has never seen so much money since she was a child!

"For your brother, money is not a problem now. The company has special access rights, and some businesses come to me. If it is not for fear of causing trouble, I will buy you a car easily. In this way, I will give you 1,000 yuan a month. A girl’s family wants to buy clothes, jewelry, and cosmetics. If you don’t have money, it’s OK!" Chen Mingxiang doesn’t take it seriously.

Lu Kunyu had long regarded herself as Chen Mingxiang's wife. It was right to spend her man's money and didn't say anything else. Both knew each other's intentions. Is it interesting to argue about this?

Eating steak and drinking red wine, Lu Kunyu began to talk about his experience in the Shanghai stock market. Those areas that were bombed and shelled by Japanese aircraft, especially Luodian, were full of ruined walls and weeds. The Zhabei area was even more miserable. The factory was in ruins and looked desolate.

The Shanghai stock market is only superficially prosperous. There are refugees everywhere in the streets and alleys. In the days when there is a meal but not a meal, they can only go to the docks, ports and other places to do coolies. Even if some do small businesses, they will be subjected to traitors. Special agents include bullying by gangs.

"This is also something that can't be helped. The government has been defeated. Can the people live better? But this is not a question we have to consider. To live is a blessing."

"Remember from now on, when you encounter troubles, especially the Japanese military police, secret agents at the secret service headquarters, and police, tell them that your fiance is the head of the translation department at the secret service headquarters. You are such a beautiful reporter. Those beasts know. What can be done?" Chen Mingxiang specifically explained.

You must never reveal your identity, even to your lover, this is iron discipline and a basic rule for agents.

"Chairman Chen, I am Song Bohai, the nephew of Chief Lu Ying of the police station. I am now an inspector of the inspector's office. I still want to visit you these two days. I didn't expect to meet you here. Who is this lady?" The seven-year-old boy came over and said.

Wearing a suit and leather shoes, he looks very energetic. From the looks of it, he is a very smart guy with a very fashionable girl.

"This is my fiancee Lu Kunyu, who works as an intern reporter for News Daily. In the future, the police department will ask Inspector Song for help." Chen Mingxiang stood up and shook his hand.

"Absolutely no problem. If the policemen who are not eye-opening dare to trouble Miss Lu, just report me Song Bohai's name, or call me directly. This is my business card. Chief Chen, give my subordinates a face, today two I will pay for this meal, right?" Song Bohai would look for opportunities.

"Director Lu mentioned your matter to me. After I go back, take the time to make a preparation plan for the department and send it to the translation department of the secret agent headquarters. You must find out the situation in the port."

"Including floor plans, gang forces, merchants, regular ships and transportation teams, etc., the more detailed the better, don't worry, I need real information." Chen Mingxiang said.