[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-spy-survival-guide":3,"chapter-spy-survival-guide-spy-survival-guide-chapter-8":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},2366324,4634,"Chapter 8: The Second Young Master of the Boatmen's Guild (Please Favorite and Recommend)","spy-survival-guide-chapter-8",8,"\u003Cp>The news Fang Min revealed was absolutely a bombshell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If a shocking heist could be orchestrated to clean out the Vice Prefect, the haul would consist entirely of hard currency like gold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its value would certainly be no less than that of Mu Liancheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When there’s an opportunity later, I must plan this out properly with Master Wu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well done, you’ve set aside my share, haven't you?\" He gently lifted Fang Min’s smooth chin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you still not trust me to handle things?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I left it in my car downstairs; you can just drive it away later.\" Fang Min nodded obediently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thanks, baby.\" Hong Zhiyou kissed her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You, you call me baby when you need me, and when you don't, you act like a monk; you don't dote on me at all.\" Fang Min hummed coquettishly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who says I don't dote on you? You’re my big girl, haven't I called you that enough?\" Hong Zhiyou smirked, pulling her by her slender waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re asking for it. I don't care, you have to accompany me to the usual spot tonight.\" Fang Min grabbed his vital point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My dear lady, you aren't exactly short of men.\" Hong Zhiyou hurriedly begged for mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Those stinking men, they either can't play properly or they're crude and foul.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They're nothing like you—you speak so sweetly, have so many tricks, and are so gentle.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't care, I'm sticking with you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Min pouted, acting charmingly spoiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine, you're my dear lady, I'll accompany you tonight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Call me 'Daddy' first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou pinched her beautiful oval face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Daddy!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My dear Daddy!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's go to the restroom right now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't care, who told you to tease me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A while later, Hong Zhiyou straightened his clothes and returned to the living room with weak, shaky legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Min looked even more alluring, her face flushed like a flower, as she walked among the guests with a glass of red wine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Wu’s deer antler powder all went to waste on an outsider.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou grumbled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flashbulbs flickered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Du Jianshi signed the contract and shook hands with several merchants who had won the bids for photos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next, naturally, was the pleasant cocktail party.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wanqiu had stopped playing for the moment and was sitting on the piano bench drinking juice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou walked to the piano with a wine glass and smiled brilliantly: \"Miss Wanqiu.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Secretary Hong?\" Wanqiu nodded politely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You know me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... my aunt told me. She said you are one of Station Chief Wu's men, and no one in this hall has a higher rank than you.\" Wanqiu’s eyes darted toward a spot not far away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou looked over; a woman in a cheongsam was smiling at him and bowing with her hands held at her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Liancheng’s Japanese woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected of a spy from the Plum Blossom Agency, her eye for detail was sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou came from a \"prominent family,\" so he was slightly better off than ordinary recruits like Mi Zhiguo, but he only held the rank of a minor Second Lieutenant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was still two grades below Sheng Xiang and Qi Physician.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the station, he was nobody.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in this hall, as the \"special envoy\" of the Station Chief, his borrowed authority still carried quite a bit of weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm not a high official, I'm an honest one.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Clean as a whistle, an official with no wife and no family.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou replied humorously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wanqiu was immediately amused: \"Secretary Hong, you speak so interestingly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The more interesting part is yet to come.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Miss Wanqiu, would you mind if I played a piece for you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou asked with a raised eyebrow and a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can play the piano?\" Wanqiu’s eyes lit up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had seen too many sons of officials and the wealthy, all of whom were vulgar and boastful; very few knew how to play the piano.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only those who had studied abroad in Europe and America would spend their energy on art rather than just making money and chasing women.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A little, but certainly not as well as you,\" Hong Zhiyou said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll find you some sheet music, Beethoven or Mozart?\" Wanqiu felt the joy of finding a kindred spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No need, my sheet music is right here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed to his temple and sat down on the bench.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he closed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his past life, he had studied piano, but later his parents lost the family fortune in the stock market, and he had to stop halfway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he couldn't compare to Lang Lang, playing a piece was no problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou’s fingers brushed across the piano, and light, nimble notes leaped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps it was because a beauty was by his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He played with great focus, without a single moment of hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light, graceful melody drifted through the hall, quickly attracting everyone's gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was sweetness within the sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a vision of the future within the destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like this era, and the fate of everyone present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The piece ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou stylishly finished with a trailing note.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clatter!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thunderous applause erupted in the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good music doesn't require high-level technique; it always strikes precisely at everyone's heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou bowed to the crowd like a gentleman, then looked at the stunned Wanqiu: \"Miss Mu, how was it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It was so beautiful. Mr. Hong, could you give me the sheet music?\" Wanqiu clutched her full chest, stars of admiration sparkling in her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't you want to know its name?\" Hong Zhiyou asked with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mm-hmm.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"'Wedding in a Dream'!\" Hong Zhiyou said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"'Wedding in a Dream', how romantic!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Inviting you here today was my idea, and this piece was dedicated specifically to you.\" After saying this, Hong Zhiyou took a piece of letter paper from his pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On it was the music he had written down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you, Mr. Hong.\" Wanqiu was overjoyed and carefully placed it into her handbag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's stuffy in here, shall we go for a walk outside?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou invited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Wanqiu looked at the \"aunt\" beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Japanese woman nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was extremely happy: \"Mr. Hong, let's go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wanqiu!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as they were about to leave, a young man wearing a white suit, with his hair slicked back and looking slightly pretentious, walked over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Young Master Zhang!\" A flash of fear appeared in Wanqiu's eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Secretary Hong, I am Zhang Shaobai.\" The young man lifted his chin slightly, his expression extremely arrogant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou remembered; this man was the second young master of the Boatmen's Guild.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is there something you need?\" he asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Secretary Hong has quite the methods—the grain shop, the textile mill, the caramel factory...\" Zhang Shaobai gestured with his hands, his dissatisfaction self-evident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm just an errand boy for my superior's affairs,\" Hong Zhiyou said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that so?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As far as I know, Station Chief Wu isn't interested in these matters,\" Zhang Shaobai said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perhaps the chips you offered were not enough.\" Hong Zhiyou stared into his eyes, showing no fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, it is that you do not understand the rules of our Cao Gang.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Our money has thorns; if you take it, you must see blood,\" Zhang Shao said coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmm, I truly do not understand,\" Hong Zhiyou nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Secretary Hong, you and Station Chief Wu are new here, so I find it necessary to offer a reminder: in Jinhai, those who offend us never live long.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whether it is the devils' Section Chief Yamaki Ichijo or the former Police Chief Wang Quanfu, they can both attest to this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corners of Zhang Shao's mouth curled up in a wickedly sinister smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you mean?\" Hong Zhiyou’s brows furrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had not expected the Cao Gang to be so arrogant as to dare threaten the Jinhai Station.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your Jinhai Station has a full complement of only 200 people, right? Even counting field agents, it wouldn't exceed five hundred.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My Cao Gang has six thousand brothers, and six thousand axes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Understand?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Shao poked Hong Zhiyou in the chest, acting with extreme insolence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1365,"2026-06-25T10:22:48.848Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","721cefbb3ffc00450d1fd1ba91b798850bb9b3a804f1acf23ce6a713f56da6be","spy-survival-guide-chapter-9","spy-survival-guide-chapter-7",395,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fspy-survival-guide-cover.jpg"]