Intelligence work must not be sloppy. Every detail will determine the success or failure of your mission, let alone such a move.
But he didn't know anything at the moment, and Chen Mingxiang couldn't investigate Chen Chenglun with great fanfare. He decided to monitor this guy to see if he could find any clues.
Wang Jingwei is the biggest traitor leader in China, and the instructions he gave must be nothing trivial. Ding Mocun is from the secret service headquarters, not a military or political official, and Chen Chenglun is from the Police Department of the Ministry of Interior. According to this inference, the matter may involve
At the military or central level.
It was not until after 11 o'clock in the evening that Chen Chenglun came out of his home in Dingmo Village and got into a rickshaw. Chen Mingxiang sat in the car and watched.
Fortunately, this was Shanghai City, where there was so much traffic and people coming and going that no one would pay attention to the movement of a car. He didn't come out until he arrived at the hotel in the public concession for a long time, and then he returned home.
Early in the morning, Chen Mingxiang rode his bicycle to the neighborhood and sat at a stall eating steamed buns and rice soup. His main job was at Huatong Trading Company. He had very free time. He could go wherever he wanted. No one would dare to come to him if he didn't go.
Boss's troubles.
It is very simple to appear in the public concession, just to expand the company's business! As long as it can make money, the special high school will not mind this trivial matter. After all, Japan is a late industrial country, and there are still gaps compared with Western developed countries in many aspects.
Chen Chenglun also came to the stall to eat, his eyes rolling around. After eating, he took a rickshaw and arrived at the gate of a garden-style house. As soon as he looked at the house number, Chen Mingxiang knew who he was looking for. Wang Jingwei, a traitor and fake
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. When he still didn't come out at noon, Chen Mingxiang returned to the company. It would definitely be impossible without roads.
"Kunyu, why are you here?" As soon as he entered the office, Chen Mingxiang saw his junior sister.
"I work in the public concession, less than ten minutes away from your company. I didn't know how to go to the newspaper office to see me. I have been waiting for you for more than an hour. Tell me, how can you compensate me?" Lu Kunyu said with a smile.
"It's already half past eleven. Of course we're going to the Western restaurant. Senior brother, I'll treat you to steak and red wine. You can't starve my favorite little junior sister." Chen Mingxiang said with a smile.
The two have not seen each other for a long time since Lu Kunyu worked as a reporter at "News Daily". Chen Mingxiang has been busy running a company in the past two months and has not been able to spare time to see her.
When we came to Deda Western Food Club, each person ordered a middle steak, an onion soup, a vegetable salad, and then opened a bottle of Bordeaux red wine.
"This is the most famous Western restaurant in Shanghai. I have always wanted to come in and try it. Today I finally fulfilled my wish," said Lu Kunyu.
"It's not that miserable, right? According to the treatment of the press in the Shanghai Stock Exchange, you can earn about 150 French currency or a lot of money a month. It's unrealistic to come here every day. It's no problem to come here once a week." Chen Mingxiang said.
"I am a trainee reporter, and now I only have a salary of 100 yuan. I keep 50 yuan for my living expenses, and I have to pay 50 yuan to my family every month. My dad sends all the translation fees to my brother.
Huh, you are an old antique who favors boys over girls!" Lu Kunyu said with a small mouth.
Chen Mingxiang took out his wallet, took out ten legal notes with a denomination of one hundred yuan and handed them to Lu Kunyu. He was now a rich man, so this was nothing.
Huatong Trading Company has a net profit of more than 400,000 yuan on its books, of which he can get nearly 100,000 yuan in legal currency. The private operation also has an income of 50,000 yuan. He took 30,000 yuan of this money, and Zhou Haiwen took two
10,000, and the rest will be used as company employee benefits.
In just one month, he got 130,000 French currency. Sometimes it is hard to believe that it came so quickly. Not even counting the big yellow croakers at home!
"This is too much, just give me two!" Lu Kunyu has never seen so much money at one time since she was a child!
"For your senior brother, money is not a problem now. The company has special access rights, and many businesses come to me. If I were not afraid of getting into trouble, it would be easy for me to buy you a car. In this way, I will give you a thousand yuan a month.
"A girl wants to buy clothes, jewelry, and cosmetics. How can she do it without money?" Chen Mingxiang didn't take it seriously.
Lu Kunyu has long regarded herself as Chen Mingxiang's wife. She should spend her man's money, and she didn't say anything else. They both know each other's intentions. Is there any point in arguing about this?
While eating steak and drinking red wine, Lu Kunyu began to talk about what he saw in Shanghai. Those areas that were bombed and shelled by Japanese aircraft, especially Luodian, were full of ruins and overgrown weeds. The Zhabei area was even worse.
The factory was in ruins and looked desolate.
The Shanghai stock market is only superficially prosperous. Refugees are everywhere in the streets and alleys. They live a day without a meal and can only work as coolies in docks, ports and other places. Even some who do small business are still raped by traitors.
Agents include gang bullies.
"There is nothing we can do about this. The government has been defeated. Will the people's lives be easy? But this is not a problem we have to consider. Being alive is a blessing."
What can we do?" Chen Mingxiang specifically explained.
You must never reveal your identity, even to your lover. This is iron discipline and the basic code for agents.
"Chief Chen, I am Song Bohai, the nephew of Director Lu Ying of the police station. I am now the inspector of the Supervision Office. I wanted to visit you in the past two days, but I didn't expect to meet you here. Who is this lady?" A twenty-six-year-old
The seven-year-old boy came over and said.
He was wearing a suit and leather shoes, and he looked very smart. Judging from his appearance, he was a very smart guy, and he had a very fashionable girl by his side.
"There is absolutely no problem. If any blind policeman dares to cause trouble for Miss Lu, just give me Song Bohai's name, or call me directly. This is my business card. Chief Chen, please give your subordinates a face. Today, the two of you
I'll pay for this meal, right?" Song Bohai was quite good at finding opportunities.
"Director Lu mentioned your matter to me. After you return, take the time to prepare a department preparation plan for me and send it to the Translation Department of the Special Agent Headquarters. You must understand the situation at the port."
"It includes floor plans, gang forces, merchants selling goods, regular ships and transportation teams, etc. The more detailed the better, don't worry, I need real information." Chen Mingxiang said.
