Chapter 683

The Wang Tianyue Gongguan is a manor villa. The buildings inside, whether it is three-story or two-story, all have hollows. The walls are replaced by large glass windows. The Chinese and Western combined decoration style facilitates visual experience and also facilitates lighting. Overall, it looks pretty good.

After all, rich people are always the group of people who know how to enjoy the most. Perhaps in the eyes of Wang Yan, a master of architecture and design from decades later, it is not good, but the overall design level of this building is still quite high. However, the contrast caused by the differences in the era is called 'retro' according to the later saying...

Ming Lou came very quickly, basically without any nonsense. After receiving the call, he took Ming Cheng, who was inseparable, and walked over. Led by the Wang Tianyue Gongguan guards who had already received instructions, he entered the room.

Hearing the shouting of the subordinates downstairs, Wang Yan got up and left the study upstairs, leaned on the railing and looked down: "You two go to the study and wait for a while, I will go down immediately, Uncle Wu, serve a pot of tea."

At this time, Yu Manli also leaned out from behind Wang Yan and looked down. At this look, she instantly felt bad. Because she saw Ming Cheng looking up at the top downstairs, her 'superior', and Ming Cheng was even smiling at her.

Her first reaction was to look at Wang Yan beside her, and met Wang Yan's smiling face. "You know?" She blurted out subconsciously.

In the past, she was ordered to be the liaison of the Military Statistics Bureau Shanghai Station by Wang Yan's side. Originally, there was a bed-side intimacy to inquire about some hidden intelligence, but Wang Yan's mouth was too tight, and this point had long been abandoned. Later, Wang Tianfeng was the one who acted as a mouthpiece, occasionally asking Wang Yan for some unimportant news that was troublesome to inquire about, or wanting to buy some weapons, ammunition, and controlled drugs. Apart from that, there was nothing for her to do.

Later, Wang Tianfeng was transferred back to sit on the cold bench, and a new leader was changed. She hadn't contacted many times until now, and she felt that she had already left the Military Statistics Bureau. As a result, she didn't expect that this new leader was a member of the Ming family? This was a small stimulus.

It wasn't that she was afraid, she just didn't like the Military Statistics Bureau. She didn't want to live before, but now she lives well. She doesn't have to worry about money, lives in an apartment, has countless cosmetics, perfumes, and clothes, and manages more than a dozen primary schools and several middle schools. She can enjoy life, have a career worth investing in, have like-minded people by her side, and secretly shout for the pursuit of spirit, so she has no will to die.

Seeing people from the Military Statistics Bureau would remind her of the miserable past. It would be strange if she could like it...

"Your real superior is the one with long hair." Wang Yan patted her on the shoulder with a smile, "Alright, stay by yourself for a while, I will go talk to him about the problem of the servant in their house, and then explain it to you."

After speaking, Wang Yan turned around, walked downstairs with his hands behind his back.

When he went downstairs, Uncle Wu had already made tea skillfully. The hot water was ready-made. He had arrangements long ago, so he just took the tea and made it. Unless he was in the mood to play with the tea set and make tea properly, he would just deal with it. Uncle Wu made tea very quickly. He drank it every day, and it was Wang Yan's good tea. He got a big teapot, sprinkled a handful of tea leaves, and served it with hot water. Whether it was thick or light, it was just like that.

Watching Uncle Wu go out and close the door, Ming Lou put down the teacup in his hand and asked: "I don't know why you are in such a hurry to find me over?"

Wang Yan crossed his legs, the whole person comfortably trapped in the sofa, and said with a smile: "Just ten minutes ago, I just returned to the Wang Tianyue Gongguan. The guards at the gate told me that the new servant of the Ming family next door came to chat with the aunt who works in my house. Just now I asked the aunt who works at home... The new servant in your house has impure motives..."

Ming Lou turned his head and looked at Ming Cheng beside him, then turned back and said to Wang Yan: "Her situation is relatively complex. I don't know how you originally planned to handle it?"

"Do I still need to ask? Of course, it is to reasonably let her disappear, and then throw it into the Huangpu River to feed the fish. If you don't get rid of it early, it will be a disaster sooner or later if you stay by your side. Not to mention others, Ming Jing, can you rest assured? What's more, she actually has the courage to inquire about my intelligence, so she can't stay. I asked you to come over to ask for your opinion. After all, she is a person in your house. You say, how to handle it."

Looking at Ming Cheng again, seeing his complex expression, Ming Lou patted him on the shoulder, turned back and sighed: "I just told you, her situation is relatively complex. The thing is like this, she worked in the Ming family back then... So later I drove her away and let A Cheng stay in the Ming family. Before the New Year, she wrote to my eldest sister, saying that she lived bitterly and difficultly outside, and wanted to come back to work again.

My eldest sister, I think you have seen it too. That is a knife-mouth and tofu-heart. You said that Gui Yi said she was so miserable in the letter, and my eldest sister couldn't say anything. Isn't it that Gui Yi came back again? It was in the second half of the night of the New Year. A Cheng was not happy at first, and made a fuss on the first day of the New Year. Later, he missed taking care of A Cheng growing up, so he didn't drive her away.

Now that she has a problem, I want to ask if you can slow down for a while, so that we can touch her bottom line. When we figure it out, it won't be too late to take action. And it's not necessarily to take action, we can also use her to mislead the Japanese."

"Those who play with eagles are pecked by eagles. This is a common thing. There is no foolproof plan. In your line of work, if you make a mistake, you won't even have the chance to hate for thousands of years. I have investigated your old things clearly. The Japanese caught the son of my servant, insisted that he was a Red Party, beat him to the point of being inhuman, and used him to threaten that servant. He took the Japanese to my house and installed I don't know how many eavesdropping devices inside and outside. Fortunately, that kid A Si had sharp eyes, looked at the stranger who was eavesdropping next door and told me, otherwise I don't know what would happen."

Wang Yan drank tea and shook his head: "However, she is a person in your house after all. It has no impact on me for the time being. It's just disgusting. This doesn't matter. After all, there are too many disgusting things on weekdays. I am not such a strong and unreasonable person. What's more, you are Red Party, that is my God of Wealth. If you don't want to, I can't force you. But I have reminded you. When this Gui Yi gets on her nose and face, don't blame me for not giving face."

This was said to Ming Cheng. Wang Yan has really given them enough face. After all, his status is there. Ming Lou has a hard time talking to him, let alone Ming Cheng, a person similar to a follower. Basically, he doesn't have the qualification to talk to him. This basically counts the identity of the Military Statistics Bureau and the Red Party. If there were no these two layers of identity, Ming Cheng would not be able to sit in this study to meet guests.

This is also why Wang Yan and Ming Cheng had no intersection and no dialogue before. The status is too disparate. He is a big joke in the Shanghai Bund, a capitalist who is best to workers. Even if he goes out to eat, he has a smiling face to the people in the small restaurant. But when he reaches people with some status, it is impossible to be smiling and approachable, but it will make people feel very kind, but not close.

Ming Cheng let out a long breath: "Mr. Wang, don't worry, A Cheng is also a revolutionary. If she seeks death herself, A Cheng will kill her first, and it won't dirty your hands."

Wang Yan laughed, didn't pay attention to him, waved his hand at them: "That's it, nothing else, go slowly and don't send."

"You are fine, I have one thing here." Ming Lou smiled, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

"Let's talk about it."

"We want to borrow your Green Gang Bank to transfer a sum of funds to the Soviet area account. This fund is donated by overseas Chinese, totaling three million US dollars. Before, I was worried about how to send it. It happened that you found me today, and I thought about it, this matter can only be properly settled by you."

Wang Yan shook his head and said lightly: "You shouldn't have opened your mouth to me about this kind of thing. As far as I know, in the past few years, overseas Chinese have also donated a lot to your Red Party. They set up companies in Shanghai to transfer, and transferred to your central government bit by bit, and even made a lot of money by doing business in the process.

According to my relationship with your Red Party, if this money is used to purchase materials, you don't need your Shanghai underground party to open your mouth. Your central government will communicate directly with the office set up by Yonghua Industrial in Yan'an. At that time, send the purchase catalog to me, and I will arrange it directly. But your central government didn't contact me, which means this money has other uses, so you should find a way to transport it, then you shouldn't come to me."

"You want to use the Green Gang Bank to transfer, and you still need to tell me? The principal of the Green Gang Bank is only 12 million US dollars. What's the use of telling me about such a large amount of 3 million? The bank's accounts have records of every transaction, which can't be hidden at all. Perhaps it can help you solve a part, but this part cannot be operated by my direct order.

You should know better than me how complex the composition in the Green Gang Bank is. Your people, the Military Statistics Bureau of the Kuomintang, the Central Statistics Bureau, the special agents directly planted by the Japanese, and the special agents of No. 76, I don't even know how many of those diligent employees are truly ordinary common people..."

Wang Yan's words were very polite, but Ming Lou, who heard them, was sweating, because Wang Yan's words were no different from scolding him for being unprofessional and not using his brain.

This is a mistake, but it is also understandable. After all, Wang Yan has been in close contact with the Red Party, and he has exposed his identity, so of course, he has a certain trust in Wang Yan. And Wang Yan's business is so big, this kind of fund transfer, what he can think of is Wang Yan. It is estimated that he didn't go to contact people, but obtained intelligence through the mailbox, otherwise, the contact person at that time would convey some discussion results of the Shanghai underground party organization.

Obviously, this is not Ming Lou's task. After all, he is engaged in intelligence, not his main job. Perhaps it was thinking that he really had some ability in economics, and his family was a giant, so he asked him to help think of a way, think of a way, etc. He thought of finding Wang Yan, and there was nothing wrong with it.

But as Wang Yan said, it's useless to find him, and he revealed intelligence for no reason. Perhaps it was because he had been vertical and horizontal within the enemy recently, playing the enemy in the palm of his hand, and playing the enemy around, which made him a little proud and his spirit relaxed a little, which led to this low-level mistake.

He said: "It was Ming Lou who was reckless, really sorry, Mr. Wang. After going back, I will write a review and hand it over to the organization. I won't disturb you today, I will invite you to dinner another day, goodbye."

"I hate this set of your Red Party." Wang Yan waved his hand impatiently, didn't care about the two of them, and walked upstairs straight.

Yu Manli had already changed her clothes. Now that spring has arrived, the boiler in the mansion was also burning for heating and dehumidification, which was very warm. She was wearing silk pajamas, outlining a not-so-bad outline, paralyzed on the sofa in the study reading a book. Of course, her distortion also has a focus, otherwise how to outline the outline? In this regard, she is still relatively knowledgeable. In the past, it was Ming Sao, and she was not proficient in business at that time, and she was still at the level of a low-end prostitute. Now she has been mixing in the Shanghai Bund for a long time, and has been developed and guided by Wang Yan,

Seeing Wang Yan come back, she hurriedly closed the book and sat up: "Tell me quickly, tell me quickly, what is going on?"

"There is no secret. Your superior, Ming Lou, had a relationship with Wang Manchun before, and later they couldn't be together for various reasons. Perhaps it was hatred from love. They haven't seen each other for several years. Ming Lou returned to Shanghai to work for Wang Zhaoming, and she has always suspected that Ming Lou has a problem. She talked about it a lot with me, and I took it to heart. I contacted Ming Lou several times, investigated from the side, and later cheated again, and then cheated out the bottom.

Even the Japanese are clear, the new intelligence section chief of the Military Statistics Bureau Shanghai Station codenamed Poison Snake, how could I not know. Since it is confirmed that Ming Lou is this Poison Snake, then isn't it known who your superior is. Listen, Poison Bee, Poison Snake, recently heard that there is a Poison Scorpion, which is the one who killed Wang Fuqu on New Year's Day, and the codename has been leaked. These codenames are all inherited, all of them are Poison generation, tsk tsk..."

"Without eight hundred hearts, you can't talk to people like you."

"Sometimes dialogue doesn't necessarily need to move hearts, just have strength. Come on, Second Lieutenant Yu Manli, let's have an exciting strong dialogue..."

"Hmm~ stinky shameless..."

On this side, stinky shameless, Ming Lou and Ming Cheng who left the Wang Tianyue Gongguan were silent and slowly walking back on the road.

"During this period of time, our actions have been too smooth, we must reflect..." After a silence, Ming Lou said so.

"Actually, it's nothing. Big brother, think about it from another angle, doesn't it just show that Wang Yan is worth trusting. In his words, the Red Party is his God of Wealth. For people like him who have no faith, there is no relationship more reliable than this bond linked by interests. After all, in the world today, only we have the ability to mass-produce penicillin, and he cannot do things that harm the Red Party. It is precisely because we are clear about the relationship that we let down our guard against him."

"Hmm~" Ming Lou's eyes lit up, nodding repeatedly, "What you said really makes sense. Otherwise, we couldn't have exposed our identity to him. However, after all, it is considered to have betrayed the organization's confidential intelligence. This review, it should still be written. It is good for him and good for us."

Ming Cheng smiled and didn't speak, burying his head and walking.

After another silence, Ming Lou asked: "What do you think about Gui Yi?"

"When that day really comes, I will take action." Ming Cheng let out a long breath, with many sorrows in it.

"I'm afraid you won't even have the chance to take action by then. If it weren't for our Red Party identity, she would disappear tomorrow, and we wouldn't know who did it. This is the ability of Wang Yan, this Green Gang tycoon in the Shanghai Bund. The Special High Police and No. 76 may not be able to take care of the beginning and the end, but Wang Yan does things without leaking. The people he killed have always been silent, and they have always been counted on him when people analyze the gains and losses of interests afterwards..."

Ming Cheng didn't flatter Wang Yan behind his back, he pulled the topic back to the right track: "Now it can be confirmed that she is this Lone Wolf, big brother, what should we do next?"

"Don't worry, at least now Wang Yan has given us face, or more accurately, given the Shanghai underground party organization face, so we must make good use of it. Plans, you can't plan anything. How to do it specifically depends on the development of things..."