Hirao Dazhi's voice was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's hearts hard. Konomiya's fate was in front of him. Hirao Dazhi was simply too fierce. This momentum completely overwhelmed everyone, and the room was silent for a moment.

Fukuda looked at Hirao Dazhi's fierce eyes and swept towards him again. He couldn't help but soften his body, bowed deeply, and said in panic: "Haio, everything is as planned according to your plan, I will never dare to object."

Hirao Dazhi's eyes swept towards everyone, and everyone did not dare to look at them. They all bowed their heads and bowed to obey.

Finally, under the oppression of Hirao Daito, all the smuggling merchants signed the Underworld Alliance and expressed their willingness to sell their company's smuggled goods to Fujiwara. Of course, the price fluctuation was decided by Fujiwara. Fujiwara gave the other party a considerable profit margin based on the market price.

These Japanese smugglers have completely become suppliers of Fujiwara Company. According to Fujiwara Company's arrangements, they must import various tight controlled materials. They are never allowed to privately bulk goods in Shanghai and hand over the bulk goods channels in their hands.

From now on, in addition to several smuggling companies from Western powers, Fujiwara Corporation will completely control the smuggling channels in the Shanghai underground market and seize the initiative in price regulation.

After all, those foreign companies are all in diplomatic exemption channels. Under the eyes of the Japanese, they dare not be too eye-catching. The transportation volume of goods is far lower than that of Japanese smuggling companies and does not have the right to speak.

In other words, Fujiwara Corporation will have the ability to influence and regulate the entire Shanghai economy from then on. It can adjust the prices of various materials as needed and completely become a giant in the Shanghai business community, laying a solid material foundation for Ning Zhiheng to control Shanghai, an international metropolis.

When Hirao Dazhi reported the results of the negotiation to Ning Zhiheng in detail, Ning Zhiheng finally praised Hirao Dazhi with satisfaction, which made Hirao Dazhi extremely happy.

As the first follower to join the president, Hirao Daichi has always regarded himself as a retainer of the Fujiwara family. Later, with the change of status, Hirao Daichi completely completed the transformation from a small person who struggled and struggled to a privileged class who looked down on all living beings.

This change in mentality made Hirao Daichi no longer accept the fact that he was so humble before. When he tried hard to get rid of his previous fate, he realized more and more clearly that everything about him came from the president's favor and attention. In his eyes, he had regarded Ning Zhiheng as his god's residence, so Ning Zhiheng's affirmation of him made him very happy.

"You are doing well. Starting today, we will gradually monopolize the supply channels of Shanghai's underground market and earn wealth to the greatest extent. Starting today, increase the bulk price of electric materials by 10%, and gradually push it to 50% in the future!" Ning Zhiheng ordered.

"Hiyi, everything will be done as you told me!" Hirao Daichi bowed and agreed.

Ning Zhiheng waved his hand, and Hirao Dazhi retreated respectfully.

Just as Ning Zhiheng focused on operating the underground smuggling kingdom, the struggle in the French Concession became increasingly fierce.

One night a few days later, Gan Mingxuan walked on the street with four Shanghai station players.

Gan Mingxuan left everything to Wang Hanmin, and he was playing around in the French Concession. The French Concession is the most prosperous area in Shanghai, with all kinds of entertainment venues. Gan Mingxuan himself is also a playboy. In addition, there are four Shanghai station players to protect him, so he was even more unscrupulous. He had fun these days.

It was the beginning of the year and the weather was cold, but the prosperity and bustle of the French Concession remained unabated. The whole street walked from the street to the end of the street, and was filled with vendors selling all kinds of things and snacks, chaos dumplings, sauces, oil cakes, fried buns, etc. The steaming snack stall was covered with white mist, exuding the tempting fragrance of onions and ginger, mixed with the hawkers' loud hawking. The night market in the French Concession was extremely lively.

The streets were bustling with crowds, and all this made Gan Mingxuan feel particularly fresh.

"After all, it's still big Shanghai. This night is more lively than during the day, and it's much better than the Broken Stone City in Chongqing." Gan Mingxuan couldn't help but exclaim.

Sun Xin, a agent beside him, nodded and said, "Young Master Gan, this is the most prosperous place in Shanghai. The essence is naturally very lively. Now the nightlife of rich people has just begun."

Sun Xin is the leader of the Shanghai Station's action team. His mission is to ensure the personal safety of this Grand Master Gan during his stay in Shanghai.

In fact, in addition to having some playboy habits, Gan Mingxuan is also a good person to get along with. In the past few days, the four bodyguards have been protecting themselves, and they have gotten along well with Gan Mingxuan.

Gan Mingxuan smiled and joked: "Actually, I still envy you. It's such a blessing to stay in this ten-mile foreign market every day!"

Hearing his words, several agents around him shook their heads secretly. This young master Gan said without complaining about his back pain. He really thought that he could live in a corner in this concession and live a peaceful life?

These people went deep behind enemy lines, with their heads on their belts, and were worried. Which day wouldn't they live a life of fear? How could they have the leisure to enjoy life?

Several people were talking gossiping and came to the gate of Cuihu Grand Theater, one of the several major theaters in the French Concession.

Gan Mingxuan, I looked at it, came to the front of the water sign, glanced at it, and said in a daze: "There is no good show today. If it weren't for the fun, I wouldn't be too lazy to go in."

Sun Xin smiled and said, "If you don't want to watch a show, then go to the movie. I know that a new movie starring Bai Mei has been released. Do you want to go and watch it?"

At this time, the film industry in Shanghai was very prosperous, and each film and television company had its own stars. Bai Mei was one of the most popular female stars of this period.

Gan Mingxuan curled his mouth, shook his head and smiled, "Look at what the dummy means. If you want to see the real person, you can take me to see this Miss Bai tomorrow, and I will see it clearly in person!"

Everyone laughed, Gan Mingxuan looked bored and had to wave his hand and said, "Let's go, I'm tired of leaving too. Let's listen to the opera today!"

Everyone entered the theater together. At this time, the drama had not started yet. The stage in the center was still empty, but the garden was already full of staggering sounds, and it was very lively.

Gan Mingxuan is familiar with these things, and has been called Paotang. He spent money to sit in front of the current seats, facing the stage, with a good vision and a clear sound of the actors' singing style, which is the best seat.

In fact, there are also some specialties when listening to operas. Those with status and status like to sit in the private room on the second floor. They are both quiet and noble in their status. However, after all, they are a bit far away and cannot see the actors' appearance clearly, and they cannot hear the duet songs.

Those who really like to listen to operas are looking for a few tables sitting opposite the stage. The place has a good vision and can hear clearly. The most important thing is that when you are in a good mood, you can cheer up loudly, and the actors are most concerned about them. Generally, female actors who promote operas choose these seats. Of course, the cost of these tables is much higher than that of other ordinary seats.

Gan Mingxuan and four team members sat around the table. The guy placed the fruits, peanuts and snacks on the table. He took Gan Mingxuan's reward and thanked him repeatedly and left.

There are many rich people in Shanghai. Soon, several good tables around were filled with them. Everyone talked about ancient chats and waited for the opening of the drama.

At this moment, a middle-aged man sitting next to him said in a somewhat mysterious way: "Do you know? Just a few days ago, something big happened on Xiafei Road. At night, more than a dozen big men were shot into sieves. It was so miserable!"

The guests around him couldn't help but laugh and said, "Old Wu, your news is too unreasonable. It's not this place. That night, there were gunfire everywhere in the French Concession, and more than 20 deaths were killed. The morgues in the police room were filled with them. My neighbors were working in the police room. They saw with their own eyes that there was still a fake!"

As soon as the topic was started, everyone around him participated. Inspector Hua Radaming deliberately spread news in the French Concession these days, and there were many discussions on the streets and alleys, which soon became well known and became a hot topic for a while.

"What do you know?" said the guest on the table next to him disdainfully, seeing a peeled peanut seed thrown into the mouth. "Those people are all Japanese, and they disguised themselves as if they were to make trouble in the concession. As soon as they entered the concession, they were found by people from Chongqing. They all became ghosts overnight. It was so satisfying!"

"So that's it! Well done! Do you remember? More than a year ago, Lu Lao San from the Qing Gang was made by these people in the street. He had a full armed bodyguard, with thirty or forty people, but he didn't even get out of the car, and he was killed as a living target. No one survived. I saw this with my own eyes. The whole Wumen Street was filled with blood. After passing there several days, it was still full of blood. It was too ruthless to take action!"

For a moment, everyone was excited and talked, and the voices became louder and louder. Gan Mingxuan and the four operation team members could hear it clearly.

Gan Mingxuan showed a look of surprise on his face. He did not know the specific departments within the Military Affairs Bureau, nor did he know the existence of the intelligence department of the Second Shanghai Operations Department. He thought that these things were done by Wang Hanmin's Shanghai Military Intelligence Station, so he was shocked.

The Webmaster Wang, who smiled like Maitreya Buddha every day, was such a ruthless person. The military command agents under his command were so fierce. He was so majestic about dealing with these Green Gang bosses and Japanese agents.
Chapter completed!