Chapter 656

For a whole day, Wang Yan was busy with instant noodles and soda. Entertaining guests and those newspaper reporters, paying attention to free promotion and sales progress. The result was of course quite good. After all, they were thugs going out to promote. Once Wang Mou's brand was lit, it was better than any sales pitch.

As evening approached, basically the International Settlement and the French Concession had been promoted almost enough. The goods were certainly not enough, but the money was not collected less. It was indeed a bit bullying, but there was no way. Thugs do things, how can they really go to promote well and discuss well. It was to spread the goods all over the Shanghai Bund at the first time, where there were Master Wang instant noodles, and Shanghai brand soda.

Not only that, he also contacted the Municipal Council of the French Concession, the Municipal Council of the International Settlement, and even the puppet government, spending money to buy billboards, hanging them in all prosperous places, and finding stars of this era to take photos, promoting them overwhelmingly.

As the largest metropolis in the Far East, his goods exploded in Shanghai, so it was about the same in all of China. After all, it was things in big cities, and there were bonuses. At the same time, there were so many foreign devils on the Shanghai Bund. He was already preparing to sell goods overseas.

After all, instant noodles didn't have such high technical barriers. If you research and research, you can understand it. Within two years, many brands will definitely appear worldwide. So seizing the market opportunity is something that must be done. After all, people always have some nostalgia for the original taste, and foreigners are not bad about nostalgia. Even if goods cannot be shipped smoothly due to the war, they will still sell well when the war ends. This is the most important thing.

A busy day passed. Wang Yan took Yu Manli, who had rushed over, to eat a lavish dinner, and took a car back to Wang Tianyue Gongguan. Not long after they returned, the subordinates standing guard at the gate called to report that the eldest lady of the Ming family next door brought her brother to visit.

Yu Manli sat on the sofa drinking water: "Should I avoid it?"

"It doesn't matter. It's just looking for me to do things. What's there to avoid?"

After a while, the subordinates led Ming Jing and Ming Tai in, introduced them to Yu Manli, and exchanged pleasantries, and then sat down separately.

At this time, Yu Manli didn't know Ming Tai. Yu Manli had no interest in Ming Tai, glanced at him, and that was it, drinking water silently on the side. Ming Tai didn't dare to go too far. That was the woman of the thug leader Wang Yan, and he didn't have the guts to look more.

Actually, Ming Tai was also a young master's habit, discharging electricity everywhere. And he lacked nothing, and the kind of casualness cultivated was quite attractive to women.

To say that Ming Tai had no feelings for Yu Manli in the original play was impossible. But later, after knowing Yu Manli's tragic past, that bit of love between men and women immediately subsided. Later, he met Cheng Jinyun of the Red Party and transferred his target again. On this point, Ming Tai was very poor.

Of course, the situation was indeed different. He was a person of the Nationalist Party. Although those high-ranking officials all had several concubines, or were raising small ones, they also had discipline and could only find one wife. People above can not abide by it, but you try to cross the line below.

Like Wang Yan, it was just that his persona was set well at the beginning, otherwise the organization would not let him toss like this. That is called no organization and no discipline, violating the party constitution and party discipline.

However, it doesn't make much sense to say those things now. After all, Yu Manli had been sent by Wang Tianfeng, so it was destined that there would be no story between Yu Manli and Ming Tai...

Ming Jing didn't know how to say pleasantries. Wang Yan waved his hand, stopped chatting with her, and said: "You said this morning that you had something to trouble me. Let's not be polite. If you have anything to say, just say it. If I can do it, I will do it. If I can't do it, don't blame me."

"Okay, you are so straightforward, I will say whatever I have."

Ming Jing nodded, pondered for a moment, organized her language: "The Wang family and my Ming family are family friends, but when my father was alive, because the Wang family was greedy and relied on their good relationship with the Japanese, they tried to swallow my Ming family's industry, so this formed a feud. You should know something about the matter between Wang Manchun and my brother. That was my father's meaning. When he died, he left a family instruction that my Ming family would not form alliances, marriages, or friendships with the Wang family for three generations. But the Wang family was unwilling to give up, and now they are relying on the Japanese power to want my Ming family to cooperate with them."

"The people sent by the Wang family were turned away by me every time, but now Wang Fuqu is using his power to detain a batch of my Ming family's medicines, not letting them leave the Shanghai Bund. Now the front line is fighting, and the Japanese don't let them support the enemy. I know all this, but there are patients in other places, and it doesn't have to be sent to the Nationalist Party or Red Party army. My Ming family also runs a pharmacy. These medicines are normal business dealings. Wang Fuqu is just a chairman of the Chamber of Commerce, and a deputy one at that. Holding a chicken feather as an arrow, what qualification does he have to detain my Ming family's goods?"

"I know you have always not relied on the Japanese, nor offended the Japanese, and maintained a certain cooperative relationship. I have also inquired that your Yonghua Industrial involves medicine trading. You also know that the value of medicine is not small at this time. I also managed to get a batch from outside, pressing a lot of funds, which has a great impact on our business. And we have no connections on the Japanese and puppet government side. Can you help me think of a way for this matter? Don't worry, as long as this batch of goods can be released, I will give you a 20% tea fee for the goods."

Glancing at Ming Tai sitting honestly drinking water on the side, Wang Yan thought for a while. Perhaps this was why Ming Tai wanted to kill Wang Fuqu. He was a big traitor himself, and he wanted to swallow the Ming family's industry, so he took the opportunity to kill him. Ming Tai was probably not clear that the culprit who hit his biological mother was Wang Fuqu. Because Wang Fuqu wanted to swallow the Ming family's industry, as long as he killed Ming Jing and Ming Lou of the Ming family's main house, the remaining collateral branches would naturally fall apart.

And this kind of thing, Ming Jing and Ming Lou would not tell Ming Tai. They shouldn't let the child worry about so much, which was not conducive to growth. If it wasn't for the fact that Ming Tai already remembered things at that time, Ming Jing and Ming Lou would not even tell Ming Tai that he was not born to them.

As for Ming Jing's batch of medicines, there was no need to think that they were all sent to the guerrillas. According to the play, Ming Jing was also a proper literary youth. If it wasn't for the Ming family's business, she would have thrown herself into the revolution and fought for the cause long ago.

The purpose of sending them to the guerrillas was not difficult to guess, because although the Ming family was a very large merchant in this era, their transportation ability was really much worse. Ordinary things were fine, but scarce materials like medicine must not dare to be sent far. Only by sending them to the guerrillas active in the Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Shanghai areas was it the safest.

The living room of Wang Tianyue Gongguan became quiet. Wang Yan sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, one hand on his leg, and the other hand tapping the rhythm on the armrest of the sofa, making a thoughtful look. After a while, he asked: "How much money is that batch of medicine?"

"50,000 US dollars, this money is not a small amount. You have such a large industry as Yonghua Industrial, so you know best that you have to keep the money on the account flowing, constantly having income and expenditure, to develop and grow. If this money is always pressed, there will be a deficit. If there is a deficit, it must be filled from other places. In this way, the plan is chaotic, and the impact on our business is very large."

What Ming Jing said was of course the truth. The Ming family did proper business. In this year, although doing business can make money, there are also differences between high and low profits. It is not that everyone is like Wang Yan, doing large-scale trade of scarce materials. This money certainly cannot reach the level of hurting the Ming family's muscles and bones, but it will indeed have an impact.

These medicines will certainly not all be sent to the guerrillas. The Ming family cannot afford it. More is to take the middle, send half to the guerrillas, and sell the other half at double the price to recover the capital. Basically, it is the same thing as Wang Yan sending materials to the Soviet area in large quantities.

Wang Yan nodded to show understanding and said: "It is because we are neighbors, and I have made a promise to you before, otherwise I really don't want to care. You also know that now anything that involves the Japanese is endless trouble. Alright, don't say much. This matter is left to me. You don't have to be too anxious. There will be news in these two days."

The matter was settled. Ming Jing said a few more polite words and stood up: "Thank you very much, Mr. Wang. Then we two siblings won't bother you, and go back to wait for your news."

Ming Tai also stood up closely: "Thank you for your help, Mr. Wang."

"Don't be so polite. Collecting money to do things is all reasonable. You two siblings go slowly, I won't see you off."

Wang Yan waved his hand with a smile, stood up to signal them, and the Ming siblings walked out under Qi Si's leadership.

Seeing them leave, Yu Manli said: "Wang Manchun is not easy to get along with. She didn't like this old woman Ming Jing in the first place. Can she agree?"

Wang Yan raised his eyebrows: "Not bad, you know quite a lot."

"That's of course. I was sent to your side, the most dangerous is this Wang Manchun. How could I not know her affairs?" Yu Manli rolled her eyes, feeling that the Military Statistics Bureau was looked down upon.

"It doesn't make sense to make things difficult for the Ming family in this kind of thing. It's only 50,000 US dollars. Can't Wang Manchun give me face? Or without going through her, Wang Fuqu is doing business with me now. His goods go through my channels to enter the Nationalist-controlled areas and the Soviet area. I opened my mouth, will he refuse this little thing?"

The cooperation with Wang Fuqu was after the consulate cocktail party last time. The goods of big traitors are difficult to sell even in the Japanese-occupied areas. After all, there are not a few Japanese merchants themselves, and there is actually competition. How can they be the opponents of Japanese merchants, not to mention in the Nationalist-controlled areas. It is not that they cannot sell, but the question of how much they can sell.

Going through Wang Yan's channels can save a lot of trouble, save a lot of road fees, and sell more goods. Of course, Wang Yan also scraped quite hard, but there was a comparison.

"That's true. Blowing a pillow wind, this little thing is easy, right?" Yu Manli straightened her legs, opened her arms backward, arched her body to relax her muscles and bones, and sighed: "This money is really easy to earn. The upper lip touches the lower lip, and 10,000 US dollars arrive. Really good..."

"Isn't your money also very easy to earn? Why, do you think I gave too little?"

Yu Manli didn't speak, stood up and hooked her finger at Wang Yan, and walked upstairs backward. Wang Yan seemed to be fascinated, and after drinking the tea in the cup, followed Yu Manli upstairs...

When Wang Yan said about Ming Jing's matter the day after, Wang Manchun snorted: "I knew this old woman would have to come to you."

Wang Yan held the big treasure: "Did you handle this matter?"

"It was my uncle. He told me later. At that time, I thought that she would have to beg you in the end. Tell me, how much money did she give you?"

"10,000 US dollars, I can give you half. No matter what, it is Ming Jing's money."

Wang Manchun shook her head: "I have no place to spend money, and I don't care about this money. You keep it for yourself."

"Then this matter is settled? I promised others, and it's not good if it's not done." Wang Yan said with a smile.

"You have already spoken, what can I say? Do you want you to find Muramoto Ichiro? Or Mr. Iwai?" Wang Manchun shook her head: "My aunt is happy today, so I will let that old woman go. Tomorrow I will tell my uncle, let it be."

Wang Yan nodded. This matter was over. He turned to ask: "I just found out that you are very active today, more active than usual. Why, is there any good news?"

"That's of course. This morning, we lured and secretly arrested a high-ranking official of the Shanghai underground party of the Red Party in the International Settlement. He is..."

"Alright, don't say it anymore." Wang Yan used some force on his hand, interrupting her words: "Such a critical matter, it's better not to tell me. You said secret arrest, now the Red Party should not know yet, but who knows when they will know. If something happens to your affairs, and it is counted on my head, I have nowhere to reason."

"You, just that bit of courage. Don't worry, I said secret arrest, but the Red Party members are all ruthless characters. Once in a desperate situation, they will fight to the death. How can there be no movement at all? That Red Party member was injured and couldn't be tortured, so he is recuperating in the hospital. This person is a high-ranking official of the Red Party and knows many key information. If he opens his mouth, even if the Red Party lurking in Shanghai cannot be wiped out, they will suffer heavy losses."

This is a very normal thing, because this kind of underground organization is linked ring by ring. As long as this arrested person says a few accurate names and digs down along the line, it is an exponential destruction. Even if they received the news in advance and evacuated, those who have revealed their feet once, if they continue to work in Shanghai in the future, they will be extra dangerous, and at the same time, it greatly reduces the difficulty of Japanese special work.

This woman is not slept in vain. Isn't the news coming?

According to Wang Manchun, at this time, the Shanghai underground party organization must not have received the news that comrades were arrested, or that important comrades were arrested. After all, in the secret front, there is fighting all the time. Arrests may happen, and there are those whose identities cannot be determined.

In this kind of time, the earlier you know the news, the better. You can quickly self-check, identify the identities of the arrested comrades, launch investigations, and arrange rescue operations. After all, people are injured now and are recuperating in the hospital, so they must be seriously injured. When they can get better is not certain, but what if they get better quickly and are taken to be tortured? So the faster the action, the more favorable it is.

Wang Yan asked with a smile: "I still can't understand, you work for the Japanese, you are not so keen on being an official, otherwise you would have worked in the puppet government long ago, why do you have to follow Nantian Yangzi? But you are not for money, then why are you working so desperately for the Japanese?"

"Sense of achievement, I just like to see them resist stubbornly at first, but under various punishments and various temptations, they open their mouths. Of course, who doesn't want to master greater power? It's just that I know that I am not qualified enough now and need to accumulate experience. I am not in a hurry, there will always be that day. As for why I work so desperately for the Japanese..."

Wang Manchun suddenly giggled: "Of course it is because I think the Japanese can win. This is a sure-win gamble. The earlier you bet, the higher the odds, and the more benefits you get. Even if I don't consider myself, I have to think about the future of the Wang family, right? Have you seen the newspaper a while ago?

Nationalist Party Vice President Wang Zhaoming stated when meeting with reporters that the 'door to ceasefire has not been closed.' What does this explain? It explains that the high-level Nationalist Party has no confidence in being able to beat the Japanese. Now they resist because they are not fighting on the front line, and it is not them who die. They are fighting for their own power in the future. The longer they fight, the more benefits they get. Just you, a man with ambition but no courage, not as decisive as a woman, really useless."

"Don't be too happy too early. I heard recently that those Green Gang members who defected to the Japanese are helping the Japanese sell opium, and it seems to be raising military expenses for the Kwantung Army. They occupied the Northeast in the 31st year, and it has been six years now. In six years, they have seized the resources of the Northeast and have some foundation. But now the comprehensive war has only been going on for a year, and the Kwantung Army has fallen to the point of relying on the Green Gang thugs to sell opium to raise military expenses. What does this explain? It explains that the Japanese have no money, and their economic situation is very bad. You still have to be careful..."