Chapter 352: Returning in triumph

MacArthur and Hong Zhiyou returned to the hall.

Wu Fangzhi's heart couldn't help but tighten.

Before, when he went in to talk, he had deliberately mentioned adding one hundred thousand U. S. dollars after getting the brokerage rights, but it was only a matter of a few minutes before MacArthur let him out.

Hong Zhiyou talked for over an hour.

Things were not looking good.

"How was it?" Wan An asked.

Hong Zhiyou didn't pay attention to him, just walked up to Wu Fangzhi and said with a smile:

"Old Wu, happy cooperation."

This not only stunned Wan An but also confused Wu Fangzhi.

He was targeting Hong Zhiyou to disgust him in front of Wan An.

He didn't expect this guy to actually play this hand.

What, what does it mean?

The resourceful Wu Fangzhi was completely confused.

"Brother Hong, what do you mean?" Wu Fangzhi asked in a low voice.

"Congratulations, you have successfully angered me," Hong Zhiyou smiled and sat down in his seat.

Wu Fangzhi's mouth twitched, and a sense of foreboding rose in his heart.

MacArthur soon walked over.

He drew his service pistol, walked up to Wu Fangzhi, spun the gun, and handed it over:

"Wu, my friend, you have traveled across the ocean from North America to here; you have worked hard.

"A gift for you."

"General, this, how can I accept this?" Wu Fangzhi felt it was inexplicable.

"Take it," MacArthur's brows sank, and his tone became a bit severe.

"Alright.

"Thank you, General," Wu Fangzhi bowed and scraped, taking the service pistol with trepidation.

"Someone is assassinating the Commander."

Just as Wu Fangzhi was confused, Holson shouted loudly from the side.

Oh no!

"NO, NO..." Wu Fangzhi wanted to drop the gun, but it was already too late.

Holson drew his gun and fired a few shots at him, snap, snap.

Amidst the panic of everyone, Wu Fangzhi opened his eyes wide, his body tilted, and he fell to the ground.

"Gentlemen, have you all forgotten the General's rules?

"Anyone who enters with a gun—kill!"

Holson scanned everyone, put away his gun, and retreated to the side.

"This...

"General, what, what is the meaning of this?" Ikeda Sugiue asked, trembling.

"Ikeda-kun.

"God says to be benevolent.

"I rebuilt Ghost Island and treated you like my own children.

"You don't think of gratitude; why did you collude with Wu Fangzhi to plot to assassinate me?

"Take him!"

MacArthur sneered.

"General, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!" Ikeda Sugiue shouted.

MacArthur didn't listen to his defense at all; with a wave of his hand, several soldiers stepped forward and dragged Ikeda Sugiue away.

Hong Zhiyou stood up, straightened his suit, and reached out his hand:

"General, my mission has been completed; it's time to go.

"I will send people to handle all related matters later.

"Goodbye!"

"Goodbye, my friend; call me anytime if you have anything.

"Holson, immediately arrange a flight for Mr. Hong tomorrow morning," MacArthur said, shaking hands with him reluctantly.

"Thank you."

Hong Zhiyou patted the back of his hand and walked out under the escort of a team of soldiers.

MacArthur personally sent him to the door.

"General, my friend Tian Gangyixiong is still locked up in the Police Agency; please handle it," Hong Zhiyou instructed.

"Don't worry," MacArthur nodded.

"Wan An, trouble helping me and the General take a photo," Hong Zhiyou said, standing on the steps.

"Alright!"

Wan An nodded.

MacArthur stood with his hands on his hips, smiling, his head tilted slightly toward Hong Zhiyou, and the two took a photo together.

"Take care, General."

After saying goodbye, Hong Zhiyou got into the car.

Back at the hotel.

Hong Zhiyou instructed: "Old Wan, you go back and rest first; I'm going to see a friend."

"Alright!"

Learning that the cooperation had been negotiated, Wan An was in a great mood.

Hong Zhiyou drove to Old Xie's residence.

Rong Bin and Xiaohui were already waiting.

"The contract has been negotiated.

"MacArthur will provide four million metric tons of grain every year; I can squeeze out about one million metric tons; the first batch of grain will be loaded in three days.

"Old Xie will stay behind to help you handle the loading and transport of grain and steel.

"MacArthur will give the green light all the way.

"Money, you transfer it directly to my company's account in Xiangdao.

"Fuel costs, transport, crew, expenses, etc., you bear them yourselves."

Hong Zhiyou sat on the sofa, unbuttoned his tie with a face full of exhaustion, and threw it on the sofa.

"Alright.

"For safety's sake, the Huo family's merchant ships will meet us halfway, and then they will be transshipped to Ningbo.

"Brother Hong, thank you; I will report it to the higher-ups one by one."

Rong Bin stood up and bowed to Hong Zhiyou.

"We've been brothers for many years; don't do this.

"If you really want to thank me, arrange for my daughter to get into the best school later."

Hong Zhiyou smiled.

"Of course, I am an uncle; this is my duty," Rong Bin nodded.

This was the place he admired about Hong Zhiyou.

No matter when, he never lost his true character.

A rare true gentleman in the business world.

What he says is what he means; he never plays fake.

"You, come in."

Hong Zhiyou walked to the second floor first, and Xiaohui followed closely.

"Brother, thank you," Hong Xiaohui threw herself into his arms.

"Xiangdao is a big dyeing vat; don't get lost in it when you go there, and do things that are unfair to Sanmin, understand?" Hong Zhiyou warned.

"Brother, you, what are you saying.

"I am a person with faith; can I do that kind of thing?

"Hmph, why don't you worry about Sanmin?

"He is very prestigious now, often giving lectures at universities; I'm afraid he might have wild thoughts," Hong Xiaohui huffed.

"Sanmin won't; I can guarantee this," Hong Zhiyou smiled.

Liao Sanmin looked handsome, but in his bones, he was an ascetic.

Hong Zhiyou pondered that if it weren't for taking care of Xiaohui for himself, he wouldn't necessarily have married and broken his virginity.

Because Sanmin's interests outside of work were very simple.

Practicing martial arts.

Writing poetry.

If he liked women, he would have played around long ago.

"Brother, the water on Wan Island is deep; you must, must be careful.

"If you have any difficulties, you can entrust someone to convey them to Mr. Xie; we will definitely report them to the organization."

Hong Xiaohui knew it was time to part, her eyes full of reluctance.

"There is a request.

"That is Cuiping; find her.

"She is not only Old Yu's wife but also my senior sister.

"I still have feelings for her.

"Discipline is certainly important, but there should also be human touch; quiet care is also possible,"

Mentioning Cuiping, Hong Zhiyou's tone was slightly sad.

In the blink of an eye, there was no senior sister to supervise.

He hadn't practiced martial arts early in the morning for a long time, and his thighs were covered in fat again.

"Alright," Xiaohui nodded.

"Additionally, MacArthur is a war maniac; he is very likely to order the military advisory group in South Korea to add fuel to the fire at the 38th parallel.

"And he is attempting to burn the war into the Northeast territory.

"You tell the organization not to be careless and prepare as early as possible.

"This battle is unavoidable."

Hong Zhiyou warned again.

Actually, he didn't need to remind them; that great talent later predicted that the U. S. military would land at Incheon, but whether to fight or not, the voices were too mixed, so it was so hasty after the decision was made.

"Alright, I will report it as soon as possible.

"Anything else?"

Hong Xiaohui blinked and asked.

"No.

"For intelligence reporting, I will have Old Xie go through a procedure, and you guys go buy it on the black market in Xiangdao," Hong Zhiyou said.

"Why?" Hong Xiaohui didn't understand.

"Xiaohui, trust me, the further you are from me, the better it is for you.

"Don't ask why."

Hong Zhiyou stopped her and instructed.

"Alright.

"Brother, take care; I'm leaving."

Hong Xiaohui didn't ask anymore and walked out reluctantly.

"Zhiyou, let's go."

Rong Bin picked up his hat, waved, and went out with Xiaohui.

"Old Xie, you work hard; stay here for a few more days; when the funds from the National Government arrive, you fly to North America directly and wash this money clean for the Commander's family," Hong Zhiyou instructed Xie Ruolin again.

"No... no problem.

"I've been mixing for so long, and I haven't been to North America; it's just right to take advantage of you to go see foreign girls."

Xie Ruolin laughed dryly.

"Foreign girls are poisonous, really.

"Be careful."

Hong Zhiyou patted him on the shoulder and picked up his briefcase, ready to leave.

"You are really cowardly now; everything is poisonous.

"I call that going on an expedition for the party-state."

Xie Ruolin put his hands in his pockets and sent him to the car in a dashing manner.

Then he closed the car door heavily.

Watching Hong Zhiyou's car disappear into the night.

The next day.

Wanbei Airport.

Gongs and drums were deafening, and dragons and lions were dancing together.

Led by Chen Cheng and Jianfeng, important officials and a large group of political dignitaries were waiting at the airport early.

Hong Zhiyou got off the plane, flattered and surprised.

"Colonel Hong, braving the stars and moon, traveling to Tokyo, finally achieving fruitful results, returning in triumph!

"I am ordered by the Generalissimo to lead the gentlemen of the Executive Yuan to celebrate your success!

"Hard work!"

Chen Cheng saluted him with a military salute and reached out his hand with a smile.

"Dean Chen, hard work!

"Zhiyou's success this time is entirely due to the Generalissimo's protection; I dare not speak of merit."

After Hong Zhiyou returned the salute respectfully, he shook hands with him.

As he spoke, he walked to Jianfeng with a steady pace and saluted:

"Wanbei Station Confidential Secretary Hong Zhiyou, hereby reporting for duty."

"Mission accomplished!

"Well done!"

Jianfeng patted him on the shoulder forcefully.

"Jianfeng, this tiger general of yours is not only brave and resourceful but also a sincere person," Chen Cheng praised.

Jianfeng felt honored and laughed loudly: "Zhiyou's sincerity, my heart is very comforted.

"If everyone was as diligent and enterprising as Colonel Hong, why worry that the great cause of our party-state won't be achieved."

"Yes, yes!"

Everyone praised him again.

After a simple welcome ceremony and speech, Hong Zhiyou got into Jianfeng's car.

"Zhiyou.

"On the way back, we received notification that the first batch of thirty thousand tons of grain has been loaded at Yokohama Port and will arrive in Wanbei soon.

"The first batch of thirty million U. S. dollars in loans has also arrived.

"Your trip this time is worth more than a million heroic soldiers.

"Father's evaluation of you is 'great meritorious service'!

"He originally wanted to come and welcome you personally, but he was unwell, so he could only let me and Dean Chen come."

Jianfeng held his hand, unwilling to let go for a long time.

"General... Generalissimo really praised his subordinate?

"Subordinate thanks General..."

Hong Zhiyou was so excited that he stood up and hit his head on the car roof.

Success without arrogance, Jianfeng was extremely satisfied, hurriedly holding his hand:

"Alright, alright, sit down."

"Subordinate thanks the Generalissimo for his concern, and will definitely create new achievements," Hong Zhiyou endured the pain and finished shouting the slogan.

"Didn't you say last time that if you completed the mission, you wanted to take a photo with Father?

"He approved.

"Father is hosting a family banquet at noon; you go back and rest for a while, and then Director Yu will arrange a car to pick you up," Jianfeng said.

"That's great, looking forward to it, finally getting what I wished for," Hong Zhiyou said.

"I heard you handled Wu Fangzhi?" Jianfeng asked with a smile.

"It was MacArthur," Hong Zhiyou said hurriedly.

"Well done.

"Like the tumor of the Kong family, there are countless people colluding with them in the party-state, including many important officials.

"You have the courage to draw your sword and stand, and I am very gratified," Jianfeng sighed.

"Subordinate only has the Generalissimo and you, Director, in his eyes; those who are toward the party-state are my comrades, and those who harm the party-state are all my enemies," Hong Zhiyou answered sonorously.

"Good!

"With this kind of arrogance, if you and I are of one heart, we can achieve the great cause of restoration.

"Tell you a piece of good news.

"Some time ago, the Red Ticket's Third Field Army launched a strong attack on Kinmen and Zhoushan Islands, but was heavily damaged by our National Army, fiercely frustrating their arrogant and domineering momentum," Jianfeng said proudly.

Damn.

This is not good news; it's clearly a bolt from the blue, okay?

Hong Zhiyou pretended to be pleasantly surprised: "Heaven bless the party-state."

"Father intends to establish a Presidential Office Data Group, controlling the Confidential Bureau, Security Command, Investigation Bureau, Police Administration, etc.

"I will be the leader."

"I have already suggested to Father to promote you to Director of the Inspection Division."

Jianfeng patted his hand with great appreciation.

"Subordinate is willing to work like a dog or horse, but his status is low, and he really doesn't dare to take on such a heavy responsibility," Hong Zhiyou declined politely.

"Chen Cheng agreed to endorse you in the Executive Yuan; at the same time, major newspapers have been blowing wind for you a few days ago.

"Now the whole of Wanbei regards you as a hero.

"In the beginning, Dai Li could promote Shen Zui to an officer for his own selfish interests.

"You have great achievements now; who dares not to obey?"

Jianfeng said righteously.

"Subordinate accepts the order," Hong Zhiyou said gratefully.

"Work hard.

"I won't treat you badly," Jianfeng smiled.

Arriving at Tai'an Street, Jianfeng and Hong Zhiyou got out of the car.

Wu Jingzhong and Yu Zecheng were waiting at the door.

"Seen the Director," the two hurriedly saluted.

"Jingzhong.

"You found a good son-in-law; in my opinion, you should also be credited with a great achievement!"

Jianfeng was in a great mood and started joking.

"Where, he can have today, all thanks to your

"Greetings, Director." The two men hurriedly saluted.

"Jingzhong."

"You have found a good son-in-law; in my view, this should also be counted as a great merit for you!"

Jiang Jianfeng was in a great mood and began to joke.

"Not at all, that he can have today is entirely due to your good fortune, Director," Wu Jingzhong said hurriedly.

"I won't go in and disturb your father-in-law and son-in-law reunion."

Jiang Jianfeng exchanged a greeting, got into his car, and left.

"Good fellow!"

With no outsiders left, Wu Jingzhong gave Hong Zhiyou a hard punch.

"Over a hundred million US dollars in aid, a million-ton grain brokerage every year—how much must you be raking in?" He pulled Hong Zhiyou into the inner room.

"Anyway, it's quite a lot; it's impossible to count."

Hong Zhiyou did not dare tell him that it had all been sent to the mainland, and he had only collected a runner's fee.

Anyway, old Wu did not know how deep the family fortune really was, so he would just spout nonsense to fool the old man.

"Over a hundred million US dollars, didn't you skim a little?" Wu Jingzhong asked again.

"Yes, yes."

"I told the people over there that all funds are to be deposited into Wu Rui's company," Hong Zhiyou said.

Upon hearing this, Wu Jingzhong immediately squinted his eyes and laughed happily:

"That's more like a man. I've heard that Tokyo is a man's paradise, yet you can still think of your wife and child; I didn't misjudge you."

"That's right, Director Jiang Jianfeng even stamped it himself, so it certainly can't be wrong," Yu Zecheng laughed from the side.

"Zhiyou, you haven't been back."

"Teacher hasn't had a peaceful sleep in many days, and he hasn't had much appetite for food."

"You are suffering outside, and Teacher is worried here."

Yu Zecheng was very tactful in "claiming credit" for old Wu.

"Dad, you've worked hard."

Hong Zhiyou looked at old Wu, who appeared slightly haggard with dark circles under his eyes, and suddenly said this.

"You..."

"Ahem, well... you two talk, I'm going to catch up on some sleep."

Old Wu was so happy he didn't know what to do, waved his hand, and walked inside, pretending to be serious.

Actually, he should have changed the address long ago.

It was just that Hong Zhiyou and Wu Rui had not yet held a formal wedding, and furthermore, he was used to calling him Teacher.

"Look at you, one 'Dad' and you've made the old man lose his soul," Yu Zecheng laughed.

"Zhiyou, the Generalissimo has swept up the gold, and food is tight on the mainland side now, didn't you..." With no outsiders left, he asked in a low voice.

"I knew you would ask this."

"Rong Bin sent a fleet; we can probably squeeze out over a million tons in the initial phase, and later it will be shipped to Ningbo in batches by the Huo family's fleet."

"The installment of the hundred-million-dollar loan is not easy to skim, but we can probably squeeze out about ten million US dollars over several installments and transfer it to the Xiangdao office."

"I have already done my best."

Hong Zhiyou said.

"Thank you, thank you, the people will not forget you." Yu Zecheng was ecstatic and grabbed Hong Zhiyou's hand.

"Stop."

"Can you let me go in and take a bath first, and eat a few bites to pad my stomach?"

Hong Zhiyou said.

"Don't, I haven't finished yet."

"Many things have happened while you were away."

"The Third Field Army failed in its attack on the island."

"Now, the higher-ups urgently need the military defense deployment map of Wandao."

"Also, Ye Xiangzhi sent secret agents to lurk in Kaohsiung; not long ago, the Kaohsiung Work Committee person-in-charge, Comrade Li Kai, was arrested, and Li Kai confessed the Provincial Work Committee Deputy Director Chen Da."

"Now the entire Work Committee intelligence line is nearly paralyzed."

"Hundreds of people have been arrested and investigated; the situation is extremely grim."

"You know that the organization always puts intelligence first, using intelligence as eyes, and never fights an unprepared battle."

"In the current situation, with the Third Field Army suffering an unfavorable start, it is becoming increasingly difficult to recover Wandao."

Yu Zecheng said with deep concern.

"You haven't been in contact with the Work Committee here, have you?" Hong Zhiyou said.

"No."

"Thanks to your reminder."

"However, there might be risks on Zuo Lan's side; her courier is a lady surnamed Zhu, who was sent by the Huadong Bureau and had cleared things with old Zheng according to organizational procedures."

"Chen Da didn't confess her, so he probably doesn't know of her existence; she is currently safe."

"You know that no one can withstand the torture of the Secret Service Bureau."

"I am very worried about the safety of Comrade old Zheng and Ms. Zhu."

Yu Zecheng said.

"You should be careful; it's best to cut off contact with Zuo Lan for the time being," Hong Zhiyou said.

"I can't cut it off."

"The higher-ups are calling in plain text, urging very urgently for the military deployment map."

"This concerns the army's next operational plan."

"Do you think you can get it?"

Yu Zecheng frowned and asked.

With his status, it was very difficult to come into contact with such secrets of the Ministry of National Defense, and he was unfamiliar with the black market here in Wandao, nor did he have a reliable broker like old Xie, so he dared not take action at all.

"Don't even think about this matter."

"Do what you can with the ability you have."

"You can't rush it."

Hong Zhiyou shook his head and walked inside.

Getting this map was actually useless, as the Seventh Fleet would come to intervene.

The key was that this matter would cost lives.

Hong Zhiyou felt that perhaps he could do something.

For example, find old Zheng, Chai Qian!

……

(End of chapter)