Chapter 51

"A problem?

"Secretary Hong, I can pay more; don't make random jokes," Yong Jianqiu's cheeks trembled, and he said in shock.

This batch of goods was crucial to the border area.

He would rather spend a heavy price to ensure he got his hands on it.

"Chen Zhangjie wishes he could chew your bones to pieces; could he give you good things?"

Hong Zhiyou smiled indifferently and "clicked" to light a cigarette.

After exhaling a puff of smoke, he continued:

"The guns and cannons are all inferior goods, and the ammunition is also fake.

"Especially that batch of medicine; they've all been laced with deadly poison."

The medicine being poisonous was Wu Jingzhong's idea.

And he hadn't told Hong Zhiyou.

Hong Zhiyou wasn't close to the Army Hospital Director Ding Defeng, but he was close to Mrs. Ding.

In the afternoon, he took the time to go to the British Club to play cards.

Mrs. Ding teased him, saying the Military Statistics people had no conscience, talking nicely but not accompanying them for over half a month.

Women, you know, one word after another, and when they talked about how men weren't good things, she blurted out about Ding Defeng's poisoning.

One has to say, Old Wu was truly ruthless.

"Let me put it this way to you.

"If we succeed, Station Master Wu makes money and earns merit.

"If you succeed, Station Master Wu still makes money and earns merit.

"Mr. Yong, I know you are an old hand in the underworld, but never underestimate the methods of the people in Chicken Goose Lane."

Hong Zhiyou glanced at him, raised his eyebrows, and sneered.

"What a Wu Jingzhong, his methods are so vicious, simply insane!" Yong Jianqiu was so scared that cold sweat broke out.

If this batch of medicine were transported to the border area, the lives of the soldiers would all be in his hands.

"Secretary Hong.

"You are not one of us; why would you reveal such important intelligence?" Yong Jianqiu was awestruck, but also very puzzled.

"Very simple.

"I am just a businessman; only by maintaining the interests of the cooperative party can I go far.

"Furthermore, who knows who will use medicine?

"If I accidentally took down a key official in the border area, wouldn't you skin me alive?"

Hong Zhiyou smiled shrewdly.

"I understand a little now, why they all call you Jinhai... Thorough.

"To make money, just do things that make money.

"Follow the flow and profit in small matters, but don't be muddled in big ones!

"When I was in the Beiyang era, I was just like you; there were no so-called enemies, only business partners and friends.

"Secretary Hong, I believe we can definitely become friends."

Yong Jianqiu's eyes were full of appreciation, as if he saw his own smooth-talking self from back then.

"No need to believe, we are now.

"You have money.

"And I like money."

"No one will refuse a wealthy friend."

Hong Zhiyou leaned back in his chair comfortably and blinked, saying:

"Mr. Yong, if you want the friendship to be deeper, how about adding twenty percent?

"Ten percent for me, ten percent for Station Master Wu's share of this batch of goods.

"Otherwise, I won't be able to report back."

Yong Jianqiu adjusted his glasses and made a bold decision:

"Good, add another twenty percent.

"The world says I've fallen, but they don't know my eldest daughter has a mine in San Francisco.

"I'm not short of money!"

"What advice do you have for this poisonous scheme of Wu Jingzhong's?" After a pause, he asked again.

"If I say it, do you dare believe it?" Hong Zhiyou leaned forward and flicked the ash from his cigarette.

"I have money," Yong Jianqiu nodded and smiled.

"Easy.

"You continue to implement the original plan; Wu Jingzhong will be happy to see you transport the supplies away.

"While they are distracted, move the real goods out.

"Design the specifics yourself; this is called 'passing off the fake as the real'."

Hong Zhiyou had a bit of a headache and gave a casual suggestion.

"Hmm, not much different from what I thought.

"Worth a thousand dollars."

Yong Jianqiu took out his wallet, counted a stack of US dollars, and handed them to Hong Zhiyou.

"Boss Yong is truly bold; happy cooperation."

Taking the money and doing the work, Hong Zhiyou was afraid of saying too much and making a mistake, so he stood up and left.

"Hong Zhiyou, you stop right there."

At the door, Yong Manzhu called him back imperiously.

"Does the Third Miss have something to say?" Hong Zhiyou asked with an elegant smile.

"You said last time you didn't look down on me.

"Is it because you think my figure isn't good?" Yong Manzhu was aggressive like a little lion.

"Yes!" Hong Zhiyou nodded.

"You... my sister said, when I get older, I'll become like her," Yong Manzhu argued.

"Like her, how?"

"Just the big... chest and big butt that you men like!"

Yong Manzhu said with a blushing face.

"Maybe, but that only has to do with men.

"Age? It's irrelevant."

Hong Zhiyou gave her a lesson.

"Men?" Yong Manzhu was puzzled.

"Heh, one day, you will understand."

Hong Zhiyou gave a rogue smile and reached out to pinch her perky butt.

"Bastard." Yong Manzhu jumped back in fright.

"When you've figured it out, you can find me anytime.

"Happy to serve!"

Hong Zhiyou gave her a flirtatious wink and walked quickly to his car.

Back at the station.

Several cars were parked in the courtyard, and Lu Qiaoshan was counting the supplies.

"Old Lu, busy?" Hong Zhiyou put his hands in his pockets and greeted him in a good mood.

"Little Brother, you... your tail is up." Lu Qiaoshan's face sank, and he pointed at him with an unhappy, dry laugh.

"Oh, my mistake.

"My good Brother Shan, Section Chief Lu, what are you busy with?" Hong Zhiyou quickly changed his tone with a smile.

"Sent by Officer Chen.

"The Station Master designated me to receive them; I am fully responsible for the arrest of the Yong family Red Tickets this time," Lu Qiaoshan's smile bloomed, and he became proud.

Good, good, good, fully responsible again, right?

Damn it, you'd die if you didn't show off for a day, right?

"Brother Shan, this is a huge merit; if you make a merit tonight, the position of Deputy Station Master will be stable.

"Don't forget to promote your brother when the time comes.

"The Station Master is looking for me, I'm going first."

Hong Zhiyou flattered him with some nauseating words and walked quickly to the Station Master's office.

"Teacher, it's settled.

"Yong Jianqiu offered an extra ten percent profit.

"The money for the arms and medicine is thirty-eight thousand US dollars in total, in cash; I've already handed it to the Madam."

Hong Zhiyou walked to his side and whispered.

"That's great."

Wu Jingzhong slapped his thigh in excitement, grabbed his elbow, and was as kind as a father:

"Zhiyou, did you set a time for the trade?"

"Set it.

"Nine o'clock tonight, Mawang Town," Hong Zhiyou replied.

"That's great!

"You follow Ma Kui tonight to catch the Red Tickets in the trade, and I will claim merit for you again," Wu Jingzhong said with great joy.

"Station Master, spare me from this kind of life-threatening work.

"In case a bullet doesn't have eyes... this student still wants to serve you for ten thousand years."

Hong Zhiyou's face fell instantly, and he almost cried for Wu Jingzhong to see.

Wu Jingzhong stared at him, thought for a moment, and said:

"Also true, you are a precious treasure; you can't take this risk.

"Then let Ma Kui and Qi Qi Da Fu go."

In terms of merit, he was already a Major General.

In terms of rank, Dai Li was only a Major General.

He had reached the end of his career in this life.

If he lost Hong Zhiyou, where would he find another "God of Wealth" who could conjure stacks of US dollars at will?

"Thank you, Station Master." Hong Zhiyou let out a long sigh of relief.

Eight o'clock at night, conference room.

Cough, cough!

As soon as Hong Zhiyou pushed open the door, the room was filled with smoke, stinging his eyes.

Wu Jingzhong sat at the head.

In the first chair on the left was Special Commissioner Wang Puchen.

On the right was Lu Qiaoshan.

Ma Kui, Yu Zecheng, and other section heads were all there.

"Let me introduce to everyone, this is Boss Dai's special envoy, Wang Puchen, who has come specifically to preside over the case of Yong Jianqiu selling arms," Wu Jingzhong introduced with a smile.

Everyone greeted him one by one.

"You're too polite; I wouldn't dare preside.

"In terms of seniority, Station Master Wu, you are my senior; Boss Dai sent me here to learn from you."

Wang Puchen's eyes were smiling, and his tone was humble and gentle.

Hong Zhiyou looked at him a few more times.

Wang Puchen was very thin, his cheeks sallow, his single eyelids slightly puffy; perhaps due to some tuberculosis, his eyes looked gloomy.

He kept smoking, coughing, and spitting.

He hadn't stopped for a moment.

As if he would stop breathing immediately if he left that cigarette.

Hong Zhiyou felt it was simply unscientific.

Because this guy actually lived until 2006, reaching the age of 104.

Damn, it's outrageous.

Complaining aside, Hong Zhiyou dared not underestimate this person in the slightest.

Dai Li's high school classmate.

Mao Renfeng's provincial first middle school classmate and die-hard confidant.

Later, Ma Hansan and Qiao Jiacai both fell into his hands, turning the Beiping intelligence system upside down.

Don't look at Wang Puchen's seniority being inferior to Wu Jingzhong's; his background was absolutely solid, otherwise he wouldn't have been sent by Dai Li to Beiping to serve as the Military Statistics North China Chief Inspector, specifically to pit Ma Hansan.

"Cough, cough!"

Wu Jingzhong glanced at Hong Zhiyou.

Hong Zhiyou understood and opened the window.

He poured tea for the big shots and specifically took a mask for the Station Master.

Then, without staying for a second, he left the conference room nimbly.

For such secrets, hearing one more word was a disaster.

Having finally escaped, he wouldn't get involved.

(End of chapter)