Chapter 206

No. 1 Changde Road.

Wu Jingzhong was drinking mutton soup, smacked his lips, frowned, and said:

"The taste is too bland. What kind of Yuezhou cook did we hire for so much money every month? I think this skill is really sparse."

"Who drinks mutton soup late at night? Are you afraid you don't run to the toilet often enough?

"Once you're of age, you have to focus on light food.

"I'm the one who told him to put less mutton offal in for you."

Mei Qiuju smiled gently.

"You say, Ziyi, this child, used to come to see me no matter how busy he was during holidays.

"It's been almost a year, and there hasn't even been a phone call on my birthday.

"I wasted all that love on him."

Saying this, she brought up her nephew Mei Ziyi.

Wu Jingzhong put down the spoon and said unhappily: "He went abroad to study, opened his eyes, and thinks he's the best in the world; where else can he fit anyone?

"And your brother, I kindly handed over most of the family property to him.

"But he deceived his superiors and subordinates.

"If it weren't for Rui and Zhiyou discovering it in time, I would have become a worker for his Mei father and son.

"Hmph.

"If it weren't for your sake, I would have dealt with them long ago."

"Alright, alright.

"Mei Shao already knows he's wrong, besides, isn't he quite honest now? He just resells some things on the black market, it doesn't hinder you." Mei Qiuju said, feeling guilty.

"Honest?

"I hope so."

Wu Jingzhong snorted coldly and didn't say anything more.

"I see Li Ya is quite attentive to Yingxue, you have to point him out on this matter.

"This kind of thing, once it goes to the head, it's very hard to turn back."

Mei Qiuju said.

"Hard what?

"Do you think Li Ya is your brother who is stupider than a pig?

"He was the most excellent graduate taught by Yu Lexing.

"He is a person Jiang Jianfeng has high hopes for.

"Beauty can only confuse him for a moment; in his eyes, women really aren't as important as that mouthful of food."

Wu Jingzhong said with dissatisfaction.

"What do you mean.

"Chatting is chatting, don't argue with me, isn't it just that the mutton soup wasn't made well.

"Look at your temper."

Mei Qiuju picked up the bowl he put down, rolled her eyes, and got up.

"If you have nothing to do, blow some wind to your brother, don't seek death!" Wu Jingzhong said.

"Understood."

Mei Qiuju was just about to enter the kitchen.

The guard's voice sounded outside the door: "Station master, Captain Li requests an audience."

"Let him in." Wu Jingzhong instructed.

Li Ya walked in, smiling and bowing: "Teacher, teacher's wife."

"Li Ya.

"Came just in time, your teacher's wife stewed mutton offal soup, drink a bowl while it's hot."

Wu Jingzhong greeted with enthusiasm.

Li Ya wasn't polite either; don't look at how thin he is, he can eat very well, and that bowl of pork intestine noodles had long been digested.

"How is the taste?" Wu Jingzhong hugged his arms, his gaze soft as he asked with a smile.

"Tastes much better than what's sold outside.

"Teacher, I came today to ask for advice."

Li Ya finished the soup and brought up the main business.

"What is it?" Wu Jingzhong asked with a smile.

"My marriage with Yingxue, Mr. Mei agreed, but Yingxue said I must seek your and teacher's wife's opinion.

"You..."

Li Ya raised his eyebrows and asked.

"What opinion could I have?

"The words of a matchmaker, the father is greater than heaven; since Mei Shao agreed, you just marry."

Wu Jingzhong smiled indifferently.

What Li Ya asked for was an "opinion."

According to his character, if he really wanted to marry, it would be a very arrogant notification.

Clearly, this guy is gradually "waking up."

Then there's no need to do something unnecessary, to make the words clear, saving Li Ya from using his words to block the Mei father and daughter's mouths later.

Although Wu Jingzhong can completely not care about the feelings of that father and daughter.

But that doesn't fit his style.

"Yesterday night, the batch of goods from Ma Hansan was revealed to me by Yingxue and Mr. Mei.

"She said it was Yu Zecheng who transported it to the Red area.

"The result you know, I fell into Ma Hansan's hands."

Li Ya looked at Wu Jingzhong sideways and said.

"Words of a woman.

"Women, after all, which one doesn't have a long tongue?

"Do you think it looks like Yu Zecheng's goods?"

Wu Jingzhong asked faintly.

"This morning I went to test the words of Deputy Station Master Yu... he performed very normally, and even devised strategies for me.

"I even deliberately used words to stimulate him.

"No reaction at all.

"So I don't think it looks like his goods."

Li Ya answered truthfully.

He is the beloved disciple of the Pale Eagle Liu Xiong; not to say his eyes are fiery, but he can see through ordinary little tricks.

"And then..." Wu Jingzhong looked at him with a smile.

Li Ya looked at him, met his gaze for two seconds, instantly understood, nodded with a smile and said:

"I understand."

"You don't understand." Wu Jingzhong shook his head.

"You must understand your position in the station!

"Some things must be looked at by jumping out.

"Look at it from a higher angle, excavate your own value.

"Women, in the end, are just an empty skin.

"At my age, you will have a great awakening."

He tapped the table with his fingers and squeezed his eyes with a smile.

"Thanks for the guidance, teacher.

"Also, I want to borrow some money from you to settle Ma Hansan's account."

Li Ya opened his mouth, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

"Hmm, this is official business.

"How much is short?" Wu Jingzhong asked.

"Three thousand dollars." Li Ya said.

"I can lend you the money.

"But you must repay it as soon as possible; can you do it in at most one month?"

Wu Jingzhong agreed.

Three thousand dollars is not a matter for him.

He just wants to force Li Ya to make quick money.

Making quick money easily leads to going astray, often leaving many handles.

And such handles, for him, are naturally the more the better, so that he can control Li Ya, or in critical moments, carry out a counterattack and hold this person.

"Time is a bit tight.

"I'll try my best.

"Teacher, then I'm off?"

Li Ya frowned and said.

Wu Jingzhong nodded and watched Li Ya go.

"Didn't you say it's inappropriate for him to be our nephew-in-law, why didn't you point it out directly?" Mei Qiuju asked.

"Better to tear down ten temples than break one marriage.

"Don't you even understand this principle?"

Wu Jingzhong smiled faintly.

He originally wanted to use Mei Yingxue's military intelligence agent status after Li Ya got married to take Li Ya down, and then use the Confidentiality Bureau's employment rules to squeeze Li Ya out.

Or hold Li Ya's handle.

But after thinking about it, he felt it was inappropriate.

Mei Yingxue is his niece, after all.

Even if he destroys his relatives for the sake of justice and cuts off the relationship later, this layer of relationship cannot be shaken off.

The current situation is treacherous, and Wu Jingzhong does not allow himself to take any risks.

Therefore, he changed his mind temporarily tonight.

Pointed out a few things to Li Ya.

Let him check Mei Yingxue himself.

And, he believes that with Hong Zhiyou and Yu Zecheng fanning the flames, Li Ya will take ruthless action.

Wu Jingzhong understands Li Ya.

Back in the Qingpu class special training, this person fought for first place in everything.

Unscrupulous to achieve his goals, even his own life.

Women, after all, are not Li Ya's necessities.

When self-esteem, especially money, is greatly damaged, this person will definitely take ruthless action.

British Club.

Mei Yingxue, full and satisfied, was brushing her teeth in the bathroom.

The same mistake cannot be made twice.

Last time Li Ya clearly suspected something.

James hugged her plump waist, looking unsatisfied: "Darling, wouldn't it be nice to stay here and accompany me tonight?"

"Hmm.

"But I have to go send money to that piece of trash first.

"For your mission, I paid out of my own pocket, three thousand dollars.

"When I go to England later, you must handle my citizenship application."

Mei Yingxue said while touching up her makeup, acting like a spoiled child.

"Don't worry, my little sweetheart.

"This mission is very simple, I'll tell you later.

"I'm going to have a glass of milk to replenish my strength, waiting for you to come back."

James reluctantly withdrew his hand and rinsed it under the faucet by the way.

Mei Yingxue finished her makeup, put on her clothes, and came to the door.

"Mr. James, someone just barged into the third floor, it seems they were following Miss Mei." The traitor translator said in English.

"What did they look like?" Mei Yingxue asked.

The traitor described it.

Mei Yingxue's willow eyebrows frowned.

It's Li Ya.

He was following her.

It must be the kiss last time that made him discover the clues.

Also, the taste was too strong.

How could a man not be familiar with it?

How could a bowl of pork intestine noodles cover it up?

"Yingxue, is there trouble?" James asked with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Small matter, I can solve it.

"Goodbye."

Mei Yingxue smiled beautifully and left in her high heels.

James stood at the door, staring at the twisting perky buttocks disappearing into the hallway, only then withdrawing his gaze.

Not enough playing.

Simply not enough playing.

"Go check that person.

"Is he Yingxue's fiancé?"

James ordered coldly.

"Yes, Mr. James." The traitor said respectfully.

Mei Yingxue drove to Li Ya's residence.

She had made up her mind.

There's no other way to deal with Li Ya.

Just one word.

Pretend!

Since she's pretending, then pretend thoroughly.

Pretend until marriage.

Pretend until he is so happy he forgets everything.

"Brother Ya!"

Li Ya was soaking his feet.

The door rang.

Heh, came?

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Li Ya's mouth; he took a slight breath, rubbed his face, and opened the door with a spring-like smile:

"Yingxue, why did you come?"

"Why else?

"Of course, to send you money." Mei Yingxue pouted with a bit of complaint.

A fool doesn't want money... Li Ya hurriedly pulled her hand into the room, walked to the fireplace, and said gently:

"Yingxue, you worked hard.

"It's so cold late at night, and I still made you run over specially."

"Kiss me?" Mei Yingxue lifted her chin.

A flash of disgust passed through Li Ya's eyes, but he didn't hesitate at all to kiss her.

"Didn't eat pork intestine noodles today?" He asked with a smile.

"Annoying.

"Seeing that look of disgust last time, how would I dare to eat it.

"This is three thousand dollars.

"Guess who I borrowed it from?"

Mei Yingxue took out the money, looking like she was asking for credit.

"Hmm, a friend of your father?

"Mr. Mei is very well-connected in Jinhai." Li Ya thought for a moment and said seriously.

"None of his friends are reliable.

"Britain and France sent an international observation group to Jinhai; I have a classmate who is the deputy head of the observation group, his father is a banker in England, and he is very familiar with the foreign firms here.

"I borrowed it from him, three thousand dollars."

Mei Yingxue looked at him with deep affection.

"Yingxue, you, you went to borrow money..." Li Ya said deliberately and clumsily.

"Of course.

"What did you think I went to do?" Mei Yingxue said.

"I... wasn't I worried about you?

"Xue'er, thanks.

"I swear I will treat you well for the rest of my life, cherishing you as if you were my own life."

Li Ya held her hands and swore deeply.

"With these words from you, I'm relieved." Mei Yingxue nodded sweetly, leaning into his arms.

After some intimacy.

Mei Yingxue looked at the alarm clock on the wall: "Brother Ya, it's getting late, I should go home."

"Xue'er.

"You're so beautiful, stay and accompany me tonight, okay?"

Li Ya's hands started to become restless, requesting with an anxious look.

Mei Yingxue didn't resist like she usually did, letting him do it for a while, only then pushing him away gently, panting:

"Brother Ya, it's almost New Year.

"You endure a bit more.

"When we get married, I will definitely compensate you double, okay?"

Mei Yingxue pressed his hand.

Li Ya is a secret agent.

And he often dated his ex-girlfriend Xiao Yunxian, so he can be considered half an old hand in the love field.

Mei Yingxue had just finished with James.

When brushing her teeth, she was touched by that guy again.

She was afraid Li Ya was experienced, and if they really rolled together, he would notice something wrong.

"Fine.

"Who made you my lifeblood?

"For you, don't talk about enduring a few days, even if it's a lifetime, I have to endure."

Li Ya kissed her with doting, straightened her messy inner clothes, and sent her to the door.

"Do you want me to accompany you back?"

He asked.

"No need, Brother Ya, you've been busy all day, rest early."

Mei Yingxue stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the forehead.

She was still in a hurry to go back and date James.

Stepping on the gas, she returned to the British Club.

Li Ya watched the car go and returned to the room quickly.

"The freshness of toothpaste.

"A slut is a slut!

"But this US dollar bill is really not bad, three thousand dollars, not earning it would be a waste.

"By the way, also..."

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Li Ya's mouth; upon returning to the room, he entered the bathroom immediately, used a lot of soap on his hands, and gritted his teeth, scrubbing for a long time.

Returning to the bedroom.

He picked up the landline and dialed a number:

"Gao Yuan, keep a close eye.

"Call me as soon as there's news."

Ten minutes later, Gao Yuan's call came, Li Ya picked it up:

"Good.

"I understand.

"Remember, don't tell anyone about this, otherwise don't blame me for being impolite."

Hanging up the phone.

His gaze was cold like a knife.

This woman really went back to the hotel.

Mei Yingxue, giving you face and you don't want it, you're looking for death.

The next morning at eight o'clock.

After tossing all night, Hong Zhiyou was dizzy and personally sent the energetic Liu Yuzhu out of the hotel.

"Young, can you have some spirit?

"Can't play?"

Liu Yuzhu smiled coquettishly.

"With a demon like you, I really can't play, I'm almost dried up." Looking at the blushing beauty, Hong Zhiyou felt that this woman might know some tricks.

"Off."

Liu Yuzhu gave him a charming smile and was about to leave.

"Money, aren't you taking it back to Director Ma?" Hong Zhiyou pinched her perky buttocks and asked.

"Director Ma said, that's for you.

"This time, his subordinates were not decent, a little something is compensation.

"He still cares a lot about you, this old friend."

Liu Yuzhu smiled beautifully and got into the car.

Old Ma is still a decent person.

Hong Zhiyou walked out of the hotel.

He didn't rush back.

Instead, he walked to a public phone booth on the side and dialed a number:

"Old Xie?

"If Li Ya looks for you, the news about that woman can be revealed.

"Also, I need you to accompany me in a big show.

"Don't worry, you won't be short of it.

"Hanging up."

Hanging up the phone, Hong Zhiyou drove to the Marine Corps.

The guards at the entrance were already familiar with Hong Zhiyou.

After reporting according to the procedure, soon Anderson walked out.

"Hong, quick, quick." As soon as they met, Anderson hugged Hong Zhiyou and walked inside.

"What's the rush, wanting to see me early in the morning, and still in the barracks." Hong Zhiyou said.

"General Philson wants to see you."

Anderson changed his usual playful look and said very seriously.

"Damn.

"It wouldn't be that you leaked, wanting to silence me, would it?" Hong Zhiyou stopped his steps and said.

This is very possible.

Don't look at how he's from the Confidentiality Bureau; the Americans would kill him if they wanted to, and afterwards, they could just pin a charge of trespassing on the barracks on him, and the Generalissimo would have no way.

"What are you thinking?

"You are our god of wealth.

"The general seeing you is because he has something to ask of you."

Anderson pointed out, and the two walked into a barracks.

After entering, Hong Zhiyou finally saw his real backer, Colonel Philson, deputy commander of the Marine Corps.

Although the two have been conducting various cooperations.

Arms.

Foreign wine agency, etc.

But Philson had never met Hong Zhiyou, Anderson was always the middleman.

No need to think, this general must have already scraped together a basin full of wealth.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have thought about returning to North America to open a company.

Arriving inside.

A burly bald man was leaning on the sofa smoking a cigar.

Looks a bit like Johnson, doesn't look like the intellectual type.

"Mr. Hong, we are old friends, I won't beat around the bush with you, let's talk business directly." Philson stood up and spoke in broken Chinese.

"General, Hong understands English." Anderson prompted.

"That's great."

Philson poured him a drink and brought up the main business.

After listening, Hong Zhiyou frowned:

"You want to kill James, the deputy head of the international observation group?

"General, I'm just a businessman, this business of yours is too big, I can't help you."

"No, this isn't my business, it's your business." Philson signaled him not to be in a hurry to refuse.

"This international observation group is different from the past.

"They came with a purpose.

"Someone wants to deliberately smear Jiang, no, to be precise, smear the whole country, depicting it as worthless junk, in order to persuade the British Parliament to approve the cancellation of military aid to Jiang.

"But you know, there are many interests involved here.

"Especially us.

"You know Britain and France have long been beaten to pieces, their military aid supplies, including goods, arms, etc., from most countries in the world.

"Are all provided by our North America."

"Once they stop military aid, our exports will be greatly reduced.

"At the same time, the Anglo-Saxons have been blowing wind in our Congress, believing Jiang is incompetent, corrupt, and furthermore, the resources of your land are barren, so even if we support Jiang to win, we won't get rich returns.

"So, those idiots in Congress are very likely to support it.

"If our military aid is cut off.

"I don't care about others, but where will I, my superiors, and the arms dealers earn money?

"Hong, without our supplies, what will you use to earn money?

"So, you must assist us in killing this person.

"And I believe your Generalissimo will definitely agree.

"But our Brigadier General Butler is just a stubborn person who obeys military orders; he absolutely won't allow me to lobby your politicians, so I need you.

"Now is the time to show your talent.

"Isn't it?"

Philson said.

Hong Zhiyou naturally understands the principle of glory and shame.

However, this matter is too big.

He can't make the decision.

At least it has to be decided by someone at Jiang Jianfeng's level.

"I have to go back and ask my superiors, give me a week to reply, okay?" Hong Zhiyou said.

"No, a week is too long.

"You only have two days to consider at most.

"Don't worry, the head of the observation group, Mr. Kennard, has already been bought by us.

"According to his disclosure, James thought of a very damaging trick; he will find some fictional materials, let a female employee of yours and some mineral management officials sign them, proving the authenticity of the materials.

"He is here now, but he is just showing off.

"No matter how brightly your Generalissimo polishes the guns and cannons, it won't change the fact that they are stigmatizing and splashing dirty water to cut off aid.

"And he has always been at odds with this James.

"So, you can go ahead and do it boldly."

Philson said.

"Good, see you another day."

Hong Zhiyou bowed slightly and left the barracks.

He knows this is a huge matter.

It is both an opportunity.

And a risk.

The opportunity is that if it's done, he will be more appreciated by Jiang Jianfeng and even the Generalissimo.

If it's messed up, he will become a scapegoat.

Of course, this probability is very small; Philson and the North American financiers behind him are still counting on making money through military aid, and they can't do without him, the pusher, so they most likely won't allow anyone to touch him.

At the same time, military aid is also the only way to alleviate the pressure on Yancheng's supplies and military needs.

So, no matter what, this ticket seems to have to be done.

No choice!

(End of chapter)