It's very urgent.
From Eguchi Hideya, he had previously learned about Imamura's status at the Japanese Consulate General in Shanghai, and he also knew that Imamura had a deep background in the two Japanese military and political terms.
Looking at the current situation in Shanghai, it is almost inevitable that the Japanese occupy Shanghai, and then Shanghai will be the world of the Japanese.
If Imamura had doubts about him, he might be shot by the Japanese at any time.
He claimed to be loyal to the Japanese, which was even more unfair than Dou E.
"Brother, I'm wronged. Why is this old Japanese devil in the Imamura not distinguishing between black and white?" Fei Li cursed.
"Brother Fei is careful." Cheng Qianfan's face darkened and his voice was stern. "Mr. Imamura is a respected guest. Brother, you have lost your words."
Fei Li was startled by Cheng Qianfan's vicious eyes. He patted his mouth, "It's my brother, I have no virtue."
At the same time, she cursed in her heart that Cheng Qianfan, a bastard, seemed to be a hardcore traitor, and there was no one else here. Scolding a few Japanese people is as angry as scolding his father.
Fei Li secretly scolded Cheng Qianfan as a hardcore traitor, and at the same time he felt that he wanted to learn from Cheng Qianfan.
...
"Brother Fei, don't be anxious." Cheng Qianfan comforted him, "I don't think that the Japanese are unreasonable. I know this Miyazaki Kazuo. This person has always had a good attitude towards us and other friendly personnel to Japan. He promised to explain it clearly to Brother Fei. As long as the matter is explained clearly and the sincerity is achieved, the Japanese should be able to relieve the misunderstanding of Brother Fei."
"Yes, yes, yes, are all misunderstandings, all misunderstandings." Fei Li nodded and said. Seeing Cheng Qianfan looking at him with a smile, he naturally understood what this guy meant.
"Brother Cheng, according to your opinion, how much sincerity should be?" Fei Li asked.
"This is hard to say." Cheng Qianfan shook his head, "It is related to your wealth and future, Brother Fei. I can't make the decision. It depends on your sincerity."
Fei Li cursed in his heart, gritted his teeth, and raised three fingers, "Thirty big yellow croaker."
Cheng Qianfan got up and was about to leave.
Feli hurriedly walked over and grabbed Cheng Qianfan, "Brother Cheng, brother, what are you doing?"
"Since Brother Fei doesn't care about his wealth and future, what else can I say?" Cheng Qianfan said with a look of regret.
Looking at the hesitant erect, Cheng Qianfan stomped his feet, "Brother Fei, my Brother Fei, when is it now? You still can't bear to leave these things outside!"
Do you call those big yellow croakers from Buling Buling to outsiders?
...
Hesitated hard.
Seeing Cheng Qianfan shook his head and leaving, he finally gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, "Fifty big yellow croakers, brother, I can only take out so many now."
Cheng Qianfan stared at the erectile slightest expression, and finally, he sighed, "You and I have a fight. You are in trouble now, brother, I can't stand by and watch."
After gritting his teeth, Cheng Qianfan said, "In this way, I will take out fifteen big yellow croakers. Brother, you will take out fifteen big yellow croakers and make up eighty ones. Money is something outside of your body. What is important is your value and future."
Fei Li looked at Cheng Qianfan, showed emotion, and clasped his fists with both hands, "Brother, I remember the friendship."
"It's not too late to do this matter. I'll wait for Brother Fei here." Cheng Qianfan said.
"That's right." Fei Li clasped his fists again and hurriedly left.
About half an hour later, the commander Feili came back with a pink wooden box.
"Brother, count it, sixty-five big yellow croakers." He tried hard to unlock the lock and opened the box. He felt very painful. He turned his head over and couldn't bear to look at it.
Cheng Qianfan did not move.
He cursed in his heart, took out a cloth bag from his briefcase and poured it out onto the table, and found seven small yellow croakers.
"Brother Fei, what's the point?" Cheng Qianfan was surprised.
"Brother, I have asked many things from the Japanese for my affairs before, and I must have made some efforts. How can I let Brother Cheng pay for it out of my own pocket?" said Fei Li. Seeing Cheng Qianfan still refused, he glared, "Please hold it, otherwise I will look down on me."
"Oh," Cheng Qianfan shook his head, "This is true. Since that's the case, I will reluctantly accept it."
Seeing Cheng Qianfan quickly put the little yellow croaker into his cloth bag and put it into his briefcase, the muscles on the corner of Feili's mouth twitched, and he almost couldn't help but feel angry.
...
Then, Cheng Qianfan began to "do his business".
He counted the big yellow croaker in the wooden box carefully:
He re-placing the big yellow croaker, covering the box, locking it, and picking up the box.
"It's not too late, I'll go to see Kazuo Miyazaki. Please relax, my brother. This matter must be done properly." Cheng Qianfan said seriously.
"Brother Cheng, please." Feili clasped his fists with both hands, but his eyes glanced at the wooden box from time to time.
After Cheng Qianfan left, he struggled to sit on a chair as if he had lost his soul.
"Dog Japanese, Cheng Qianfan of Ball." Fei Li scolded.
He was sure that this bastard Cheng Qianfan would never take out fifteen big yellow croakers himself. This bastard just said that just to force him to take out fifteen big yellow croakers!
It is almost impossible to conclude that Cheng Qianfan, the one who got thousands of swords, had to be at least fifteen of these sixty-five big yellow croakers!
It's a sin!
I patted my forehead hard, thinking of relying on the Japanese to enjoy the most delicious food. Before the Japanese occupied Shanghai, I lost a lot of money here!
...
Cheng Qianfan drove a car and headed towards Huangpu Road.
But he turned back halfway and returned to his home in Yandeli from another road.
Bai Ruolan took Xiaobao to visit his teacher's wife He Xuelin.
Cheng Qianfan opened the door and went upstairs and entered the study.
When he unlocked the lock and opened the wooden box, he first took out twenty large yellow croakers.
After thinking about it, he took out twenty more big yellow croakers.
‘Kikao Miyazaki’ has twenty big yellow croakers, and he, the middleman, has twenty big yellow croakers, which is very reasonable.
Looking at the twenty-five large yellow croakers left in the wooden box, Cheng Qianfan thought about it and took out five large yellow croakers. Then he took out five small yellow croakers from the briefcase's cloth pocket and put them in the wooden box.
Finally, the cloth bags containing the remaining two small yellow croakers were put back into the briefcase, and the forty-five large yellow croakers were locked into their own safe.
Cheng Qianfan was carrying a wooden box containing twenty large yellow croakers and five small yellow croakers, went downstairs, locked the door, drove, and galloped towards Imamura Hitotaro's mansion.
...
"Is this?" Hitotaro Imamura asked, looking at the wooden box on the table.
In the open wooden box, twenty large yellow croakers and five small yellow croakers emit a charming golden color under the illumination of incandescent lamps.
"I met him today and tried to attack him in a side manner... I was frightened when I learned that the Empire suspected that he had leaked the secret." Cheng Qianfan said with a serious expression, "This person is cunning. He took these gold bars and asked me to plead for him."
Imamura Hitaro glanced at the gold bar again.
Cheng Qianfan also glanced secretly and paused for a moment.
"I am a special agent of the Great Japanese Empire. I am loyal to the empire. How can I accept bribes from such despicable Chinese people? I will report this to the gentleman." He continued with an indignation.
Chapter completed!