Chapter 211: The New Use of Flower Buds

"They took two bottles of Bordeaux red wine before leaving," the waiter explained.

It seemed he was worried Noah wouldn't believe him, so he also took out the receipt for the wine.

This woman!

Compared to money, he now has more important things to do.

Noah suppressed the urge to curse, took a few pounds from his wallet, handed them to the waiter, and then slunk away from the hotel.

Today I've completely lost face!

Thinking of Chen Yongren's last words.

You'd better have enough underwear.

Noah was burning with rage.

It must be that Chen guy, messing around in the shadows.

Walking down the street, pedestrians passing Noah would instinctively cover their noses and give him a strange look.

When they saw the yellow mark on his pants, the pedestrians were horrified and kept their distance from Noah.

The expression on his face seemed to say.

Did he fall into a cesspool?

So smelly?

From birth to now, he had never lost face like this; the pedestrians' actions were more unbearable to Noah than death.

Noah clenched his fists, grinding his teeth in anger.

Damn you, Chen Yongren, just wait—I won't let you off.

Noah was feeling ruthless inside.

Suddenly he felt another wave of colic in his abdomen.

Damn it.

How did it come again!

The gurgling sound rang out again.

Oh no, I have to hold it in.

Noah's face changed drastically; he desperately clenched his legs, trying to delay the release, looking around for a suitable place to let it out.

But it was all in vain.

Putt-putt-putt~

As Noah just moved his foot, he could no longer control his buttocks and ended up spraying in the street.

The sudden movement and noise also frightened the nearby pedestrians.

Seeing the liquid flowing down his pant leg, the pedestrians' looks of contempt intensified.

Pooping in the street?

Their quality is too low!

Noah wanted to cry but had no tears; he no longer cared, directly used his clothes to cover his face, staggered home, and let his sphincter fully release his passion.

The "putt-putt-putt" sound kept following Noah.

……

Diane held two bottles of Bordeaux red wine in her arms, her face lit with an excited smile: "Mr. Chen, how did you do that?"

"What do you mean, how did I do that?" Chen Yongren feigned ignorance.

"It's that idiot Noah!" Diane asked curiously: "How did he suddenly get a stomach upset?"

"Maybe he's not used to the local environment." Chen Yongren said offhand.

"I don't believe it!" Diane pouted: "You don't know why you're asking him..."

Saying this, Diane's face turned slightly red, and she whispered: "Are you asking about that thing?"

Chen Yongren knew she was talking about underwear, and casually blurted: "Because I could tell at a glance that his health was poor."

Seeing Chen Yongren unwilling to speak, Diane didn't press further.

Anyway, as long as it makes her feel good, that's enough.

"Chen Sang, thanks to you I could get rid of that annoying pest!" Diane thought for a moment, then handed Chen Yongren a bottle of wine: "One bottle each, after all it's not our money."

If time weren't short, Diane would even have wanted to order some more dishes to take away.

Chen Yongren didn't stand on ceremony either.

"See you tomorrow, Mr. Chen!" Diane waved excitedly.

"Today is just a pleasant beginning."

"Huh, should we start with the people around him?"

"That girl is pretty good."

"If I can win her over, maybe I can get closer to Mr. Chen."

"No, calling him Mr. Chen feels too unfamiliar."

Diane's mind was wandering.

"Tomorrow won't work." Chen Yongren refused again: "I'm busy; whether I have class depends on my time, not you."

What a domineering man—I like him.

"... After a moment of silence, Diane resignedly said: 'All right.'"

"But can I call you Chen in the future?" Diane looked at Chen Yongren expectantly.

Chen Yongren remained silent.

Diane held the wine tucked under her arm, arms clasped together, her expression pleading a little.

This woman definitely has some special hobbies; the worse her attitude toward her, the more excited she gets.

Never mind, giving her appropriate rewards is not bad.

"No problem, as long as you're happy." Chen Yongren smiled and nodded.

"Great, Chen, we'll meet again sometime!" Diane waved and blew Chen Yongren a kiss.

Chen Yongren directly ignored it, turned and went home.

He casually put the red wine away, Chen Yongren took out the radio, wanting to see what news was coming from the Military Intelligence Bureau.

Unexpectedly, not long after turning it on, he received a contact signal from the Military Intelligence Bureau.

The procedure is complete.

The Military Intelligence Bureau really had a major incident.

Translating, translating is...

After lengthy meetings and discussions, the National Government finally decided to separate the Military Intelligence Bureau and the Party Affairs Bureau, and to reorganize the Military Intelligence Bureau into the Military Statistics Bureau.

At the same time, Dai LaoBan will send a team of staff to assist Chen Yongren's work in Songhu.

After all.

With the station upgrade, work in the Shanghai District has also increased.

Chen Yongren continues to serve as District Chief.

Zhang Haifeng serves as secretary, assisting Chen Yongren's work in Songhu.

Besides the original team, Dai LaoBan additionally dispatched three teams to Songhu to assist Chen Yongren in carrying out missions.

The four teams are respectively responsible for the Japanese War Zone, the International Settlement, South City, and West Shanghai, four districts with a total of 80 personnel.

Monthly activity funds will be deposited into the secret accounts of each team.

As for Chen Yongren.

Because of their special status, they alone enjoy an account.

Dai LaoBan directly sent people to Songhu, and Chen Yongren was not surprised.

After all, Songhu District is a big district.

As for the newcomers' roster and mutual contact methods, Lin Dayou will personally deliver them to Chen Yongren.

Seeing this.

Chen Yongren immediately realized that Dai LaoBan probably wanted to take advantage of the current trend passing, wanting him to help resell some goods for profit.

Because in the previous message, Dai LaoBan hinted at it obliquely.

Their finances are tight, the Japanese military blockade is also severe, and we need to think of more solutions.

Chen Yongren just wants to say, damn the tension.

Even if the Four Great Families just casually reveal some scraps, it would be enough to feed the brothers of Songhu District; falling to the point of selling these trinkets for profit?

Come what may, anyway I'm responsible for all affairs of Songhu District; worst case, I'll just keep finding excuses to delay.

Chen Yongren becomes increasingly certain that not telling Dai LaoBan about the Chinese Gang's affairs is the right thing.

Otherwise he would surely want to rely on this route to sell more of the so-called 'scarce materials'.

If the Four Great Families' people find out again, they will surely immediately lobby the old man and send people to Songhu to pluck peaches.

Chen Yongren certainly doesn't want to have worked hard all day only to end up making someone else's wedding dress.

After casually brushing it off with a couple of sentences, Chen Yongren then stored the radio in the system warehouse.

The expansion of Songhu Station foreshadows the National Government's increasing attention to Songhu.

Always putting the radio in the system warehouse is not a long-term solution; we need to find a reliable person to handle the radio's affairs.

Zhang Haifeng this guy definitely won't work.

Because he also has to go to Team Nine for work, he has no time to process these messages.

In that case, it seems only…

Hua Lei.