[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-spy-survival-guide":3,"chapter-spy-survival-guide-spy-survival-guide-chapter-7":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Spy Survival Guide",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2366323,4634,"Chapter 7: King of Jinhai (Seeking Collections and Recommendation Tickets)","spy-survival-guide-chapter-7",7,"\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou walked straight to Yu Zecheng’s office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng was tearing up a newspaper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, the Station Master urging the wives to arrive in Jinhai was making him very stressed and irritable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Director Yu!\" Hong Zhiyou greeted him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zhiyou, I heard Mrs. Ma has arrived?\" Yu Zecheng put down the newspaper and stood up to pour him tea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She arrived last night.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now, you and Section Chief Xue’s wives are the only ones left to arrive at the station.\" Hong Zhiyou sat down and began to chat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was happy to interact with Yu Zecheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For one, there was the hero complex.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, there was a certain magic about old Yu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Calmness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Being with him, as long as you weren't his enemy, was a very comfortable thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sigh, that woman of mine from the mountains isn't used to the city; why bother with all this?\" Yu Zecheng stroked his head in distress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Director Yu, this has always been the internal rule, hasn't it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Back when the Fu Shenglan and Ding Meizhen incident happened, the Generalissimo gave a strict order, but in the end, Boss Dai lost his touch and lost all face with the higher-ups; he was absolutely furious.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If the higher-ups don't keep an eye on the wives, they don't feel at ease.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou lowered his voice, teasing slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Little brother, that one of mine doesn't know a single character; she couldn't possibly be a Ding Meizhen.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s better for you, little brother, unburdened and free.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng was truly envious; in his heart, there was only Zuo Lan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Haha, I’m just poor; I can play along for show, but what girl could really marry me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou pulled out his empty, shriveled pants pockets and smiled bitterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re not being honest.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I went to the municipal office yesterday and heard from the people there that you, little brother, are incredible now—you even have a nickname.\" Yu Zecheng pointed at him and laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What nickname?\" Hong Zhiyou was curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Jinhai Cannon... King!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You are quite the playboy, little brother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng patted his shoulder and laughed out loud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jinhai Cannon... King?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pfft!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou spat out a mouthful of tea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d only been at it for a few days and he was already crowned king.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which genius came up with that? They were giving him too much credit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Director Yu, I’ll tell you the truth: the reason I accompany those wives to play cards and have fun is all...\" He pointed toward the Station Master’s office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyway, in the future, they would be the \"Heng and Ha\" generals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was better to sell himself early, let old Yu \"use\" him, and have him give him a hand in return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, if he were too upright, old Yu would definitely suspect him later when he started reselling equipment and medicine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Playboy, greedy villain, Station Master’s lackey, unscrupulous profiteer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These labels were not only Hong Zhiyou’s protective camouflage, but they also allowed old Yu to lower his guard and view him as a \"fellow wealth-seeker.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you mean? I don't understand.\" Yu Zecheng feigned ignorance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why is Section Chief Lu chasing me down early in the morning? Because I approved the grain merchant association and the Liuwei Road grain market for Kang Zuowen,\" Hong Zhiyou said in a low voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You have some nerve, little brother. That man is a great traitor; how could you approve such important property of the Party-State to him?\" Yu Zecheng feigned a look of panic and righteous indignation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Traitor or not, isn't it just a word from the Station Master?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It wouldn't hurt to tell you: the Kang family offered a pair of treasures from the Yongzheng era, obtained from Lu Qinzhai, worth several mansions at the racecourse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Otherwise, would the Station Master provide me with a car and let me spend my days mingling among women?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou rubbed his fingertips together and gave a dry, winking laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sigh, being young is good. I couldn't do the work you do, little brother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng nodded meaningfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Director Yu, I heard you were a student personally trained by the Station Master.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"From now on, we’re our own people. I treat you like a brother, so you must look after your little brother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou said flatteringly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't say that. You're the Station Master’s favorite; let's look after each other, mutually...\" Yu Zecheng said with a humble smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's different.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You were raised by the biological father; I was picked up on the side of the road.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Without that bit of blood relation, nothing else works.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I won't chat anymore. The Station Master called you to the office for duty; I’ll head back first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou patted old Yu and walked out quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go slowly, Secretary Hong.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng watched him leave, feeling suspicious in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Secretary Hong took the initiative to reveal this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was he trying to get close, or was he just stupid?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a top student of the \"Sino-American Class,\" and with the station’s confidentiality regulations, he shouldn't be unable to keep his mouth shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be that the Station Master intends for him to get close to him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm, this person is not simple; I must be careful and guarded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During the day, he \"obeyed orders\" and went to the Military Dependents Association to accompany the wives in playing cards, bringing Zhou Gendi along.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those wives were very perceptive once they heard she was Captain Ma’s wife, and Zhou Gendi won quite a bit of money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This made the \"little woman\" from Shanghai feel wonderful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they returned in the afternoon, she was still holding her fingers in an orchid gesture in the car, singing \"Flowers Bloom and Moon is Full\" like a little bird; her soft, delicate dialect made Hong Zhiyou’s heart itch, and he almost couldn't hold back from taking her right there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, Hong Zhiyou wasn't one to suffer a loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking the opportunity while getting out of the car, he gave her perky buttocks a little pinch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Gendi’s face turned bright red, but she didn't get angry; she just gave him a charming, coquettish glare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This made Hong Zhiyou feel that there was definitely a chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed that in a few days, he could start tracking Ma Kui’s movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the evening, Hong Zhiyou changed into his newly bought suit, returned to his office, picked up the desk phone, and dialed a number:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hello, Mrs. Kang, has Miss Mu arrived?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good, I’ll be there right away.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hanging up the phone, Hong Zhiyou mixed a large cup of deer antler powder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sigh, youth with nowhere to put it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Wives' Group!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Gendi!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wanqiu!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He absolutely loved this enchanting, fiery era.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once tidied up, Hong Zhiyou drove to the French Club.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These foreign clubs in Jinhai each had their own characteristics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This one was slightly smaller, but it won out with its authentic dishes and red wine, good service, and mainly, it was close to the municipal building, making it convenient for business.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today was the day the last few lucrative positions were finalized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou arrived at the lobby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was crowded with people; amidst elegant piano music, business and political elites held high-stemmed glasses and mingled—it was quite lively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While greeting people, Hong Zhiyou’s gaze fell appreciatively toward the side of the piano.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one playing was none other than Wanqiu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wore a long white dress, revealing her snow-white neck and fragrant shoulders; under the reflection of the lights, her skin was as smooth and crystalline as jade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Wanqiu’s slender fingers were dancing on the piano.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes closing her eyes in sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes smiling pleasantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if the whole room was just smoke and clouds, with only the music lingering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was truly beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her slightly curled hair was pinned with a sparkling crescent-shaped hairpin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She not only possessed the intellectual beauty of a wealthy young lady of this era.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The features on her oval face were also exquisitely refined; beneath long, thick, curled eyelashes were clear phoenix eyes, a jade-like nose, and cherry-red lips, all set against snow-white, healthy, and supple skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was simply like a porcelain doll angel who had walked out of a comic book.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Little temptress!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master Hong, have you seen enough yet?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was staring in a trance, Mrs. Kang, Fang Min, had quietly come to his side and pinched his waist hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not enough.\" Hong Zhiyou smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As their eyes met, they walked toward a deserted corner of the long corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s just playing the piano, what’s so great about it? I can do it too.\" Fang Min wrapped her arms around him, acting jealous and coquettish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You play the flute better than she does; as for the piano, let's forget it.\" Hong Zhiyou winked with a mischievous smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're hateful, you really are a playboy; just the other day you said you liked someone like me, someone fully ripe.\" Fang Min whispered, flirting with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou held her and laughed: \"I’ve eaten too much meat, I need to have some vegetables once in a while.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Have the matters been handled?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Handled. Li Mingchen has prepared a pair of priceless Ming Dynasty blue and white porcelain vases and five gold bars to contract the textile factory.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And Boss Qian has offered five thousand US dollars, plus a crate of opium, wanting the operating rights for the Huiguang Bank.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Min listed them one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The textile factory Li Mingchen wanted had machinery and labor left behind by the Japanese already in place, so it was no surprise the bid was high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vice Prefect Qian only wanted an operating license.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was just a matter of signing a document, and to offer such a price showed just how deep his financial resources were.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where did Vice Prefect Qian get so many US dollars?\" Hong Zhiyou was quite curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Boss Qian’s son is a military attaché at the embassy in San Francisco and can get hold of US banknotes; Huiguang Bank is specifically for exchanging US banknotes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In secret, they only accept gold bars, jewelry, ornaments, and antiques, though assets can also be used as collateral; it’s actually just a pawnshop under the guise of a bank.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then they ship these to North America, and with one flip, they can earn a huge amount of US dollars.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I heard from Boss Qian that the Americans have built a massive warehouse underground in New York specifically to store gold; it’s not just Boss Qian, they have their hooks in many countries,\" Fang Min said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn traitor!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chance for Laozi to make a fortune has arrived!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1786,"2026-06-25T10:22:48.848Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","db61c5d97722d7f5de746db8c549ffc8129b1d88b946ceb72fb9a1326b4ef80b","spy-survival-guide-chapter-8","spy-survival-guide-chapter-6",395,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fspy-survival-guide-cover.jpg"]