Chapter 203: You also want to learn Chinese?

You also want to find a husband?

Chen Yongren turned back.

"That Mr. Chen…" Diane pondered for a moment, looking at Chen Yongren and said.

"Can you teach me Chinese?"

Learn Chinese?

Chen Yongren inexplicably felt that this word sounded a bit familiar.

This wasn't the routine of Fujiwara Rina and Takayanagi Mitsuko back then—pretending to want to learn Chinese while actually wanting to eat chicken.

However.

Their interrogation skills were indeed not bad, but my own whipping technique was even better.

"Learn Chinese?" Chen Yongren feigned puzzlement.

"Of course, I find Chinese very interesting." Diane looked at Chen Yongren and said: "I can pay you, 30 marks per hour."

30 marks per hour is higher than the rates of some foreign language teachers in Songhu.

After pondering for a moment, Diane again said: "Mr. Chen, rest assured, I will absolutely not delay your work."

Unable to refuse such enthusiasm, Chen Yongren nodded in agreement: "Alright."

The German-Japanese talks cannot be concluded in the short term.

If I could establish a decent personal friendship with Diane, perhaps more unexpected surprises could be delivered right before my eyes.

Seeing Chen Yongren nod, Diane's face instantly blossomed with a happy smile.

"Then we'll meet again tomorrow."

Chen Yongren also didn't waste words, nodded in agreement, returned home, and sent a telegram.

The content was also very simple.

German-Japanese cooperation has been confirmed.

The whole text is only seven characters, yet the amount of information it contains is enormous.

Because it has changed from an uncertain matter to a certain one.

Boss Dai and Chen Yongren have a single-line contact.

Upon seeing this message, Boss Dai could no longer remain calm, his brows furrowed tightly, holding the telegram in his hand, pacing back and forth in the room.

Confirm cooperation with the Japanese.

From another angle, will the Germans really cease cooperation with the National Government?

What about the follow‑up weapons purchase contract?

What about the instructor of the Training Brigade?

As rumored, the matter indeed still happened.

This intelligence is too important—important enough to affect 100 % of many established or already implemented plans of the National Government.

"Shall I draft it!" Boss Dai couldn't help but slam the table.

He knows very well that sending this intelligence to the superior's desk will surely trigger what kind of earthquake.

This is probably not just a catchphrase that can be brushed off in one stroke.

How did the Yellow Weasel get this intelligence?

Cooperation at the national level is already considered a strategic‑level war report, which ordinary people could hardly obtain easily.

But recalling the Yellow Weasel's previous performance.

It's not strange that he could obtain this intelligence.

The Germans and Japanese have begun to unite; viewed from another angle.

Those German fellows wouldn't be trying to increase their offensive in Europe, wanting Japan to do something in the Far East, would they?

Recently Boss Lin has been acting frequently, yet Japan being the biggest threat in East Asia seeking cooperation is also reasonable.

Boss Dai sat in the chair, rubbing his chin.

Today's telegram, the content is indeed explosive, but rather rough.

It cannot be compared to the complete personnel list in the Dandelion Case.

Could it be that the Yellow Weasel is the person who directly obtained the intelligence?

He even knows the details of both sides' cooperation.

Because he is one of the few who know, he temporarily cannot reveal the details.

If the details were leaked, would the intelligence's direction become even clearer?

Boss Dai truly deserves his reputation as the head of intelligence.

With rich experience in intelligence work, he could, through only a few scattered fragments and based on the current situation, boldly analyze and actually derive a nearly complete model.

Damn it.

Chen Yongren, this guy, what exactly has he done in Songhu?

Boss Dai instantly felt a headache.

Chen Yongren is more like my superior than my subordinate; every time it is he who initiates contact.

After sending it, contact is lost.

Anger is anger.

Every time Chen Yongren sends intelligence, it is this important.

And it's explosive.

The more Boss Dai thinks, the bigger his head feels.

His subordinates are too capable.

Thinking again of Chen Yongren's special nature.

"How did I run into this guy!" Boss Dai said quietly, beginning to hesitate, whether to report.

The intelligence hasn't been vetted yet—how can we know if it's true or false?

This isn't a dinner invitation where you can just pat your butt and leave.

Report it.

If this turns out to be a smokescreen, and the National Government takes countermeasures, making the Germans angry and truly ending cooperation, then I'll be the one left holding the bag.

Don't report it.

With such important intelligence in your hands, you actually A Ren't reporting it?

What do you think you are, the chief of the Military Intelligence Bureau?

In the end, it's still yourself who gets hurt.

Boss Dai's expression grew grave as he lightly tapped the tabletop.

Because the intelligence was too explosive, and especially to keep it secret, Boss Dai didn't tell anyone outside.

After pondering for a long time, Boss Dai finally made a decision.

Let's gamble!

Chen Yongren's intelligence has never gone wrong.

Boss Dai solemnly put away the telegram, then hurriedly headed to headquarters.

Inside headquarters, an emergency internal meeting was immediately convened.

The final decision was to draw up a contingency plan, secretly contact Boss Lin, send people to meet their agents, and try to establish a cooperative relationship as much as possible.

Otherwise, we can only watch helplessly as the Japanese occupy all of China.

Songhu.

Chen Yongren continued to train Hua Lei as usual.

This girl changes every day—she knows more and more characters, and her killing techniques are becoming ever more proficient.

Of course.

Hua Lei doesn't realize she's practicing killing techniques; she thinks it's just martial arts.

The next day

Chen Yongren was again summoned by Tsuchiya Ji to the consulate, where he served as a temporary interpreter.

As for those three translators?

They were completely forgotten.

Chen Yongren was in the consulate, waiting for Jilinsi to arrive.

"Chen Sang's performance is truly delightful."

"Today we must have him teach people German!"

"The German consultant has come to Songhu to meet with the Japanese."

"What exactly do these guys want to do?"

A stream of thoughts poured into Chen Yongren's ears.

Iwai Eiji?

Another guy's voice also sounded somewhat familiar.

Huh?

Yuan Daiyi?

Not long after,

Chen Yongren then saw Iwai Eiji bringing a person, smiling broadly, walking up to him.

That person was the special advisor of the Iwai residence.

Yuan Daiyi.

Upon seeing Chen Yongren, he nodded in greeting.

"Chen Sang!" Iwai Eiji beamed, speaking directly in Japanese: "Your performance yesterday was simply remarkable."

"Thank you, Consul, for the praise—this is actually all thanks to my superior's guidance." Chen Yongren said humbly.

"Chen Sang, while Consultant Jilinsi hasn't arrived yet, I have an important matter I need your help with."

After all, Chen Yongren belongs to Fujiwara Kinta, and Fujiwara is a disciple of General Tsuchiya; out of sentiment and reason, we must save face.

"Consul, you overpraise me—just tell me what you need." Chen Yongren pretended not to know.

Iwai Eiji, however, was blunt: "Chen Sang, although Songhu has many foreign-language teachers, it's hard to find someone trustworthy."

"So I'd like you to teach my friend."

Iwai Eiji looked at Yuan Daiyi and said: "That is, this Mr. Yuan, teach him German and correct his pronunciation."

"That way, even if we encounter Germans in the future, we'll be able to receive them more calmly."