Chapter 212: Banquet Invitation

Before, Chen Yongren used delivering items as an excuse, arranging for Hua Lei and other team members to stay in contact; each time she completed the task excellently.

Especially in the Meng Youde case, Hua Lei made a great contribution; otherwise that dog traitor might have caused who knows how much trouble.

Hua Lei was improving almost every day; Chen Yongren felt he could find a suitable opportunity to tell her his spy identity.

Now, just need to wait for a suitable opportunity!

The team members haven't arrived yet; his time is still plenty.

Step back and think.

Fujiwara Chinta and his group just vetted me on the radio.

The little devils certainly wouldn't expect the radio to appear where they had vetted.

For now, the home's location is still safe.

Chen Yongren lay in bed, making a brief summary of the current situation.

The Chinese Gang is currently in an upward phase of its business.

Nothing can't be solved with a bullet; if something can't, just fire another.

Chen Yongren's pockets are full of money; if he exchanged it all for guns…

Those who should tremble are those white-skinned pigs, fierce outside but weak inside.

Also the weapons technology and tank blueprints traded between Germany and Japan.

In war, these are among the most precious wealth.

After all.

German-designed weapons, compared to the little devils, are completely a dimensional strike.

We must find a way to get those blueprints!

As for that guy Noah.

Chen Yongren just dislikes his remarks and simply wants to mess with him.

With prior experience drugging him, this time the dosage is well controlled, guaranteeing Noah will only have trouble today and absolutely not affect tomorrow.

Besides, who could prove it was me who gave the drug?

The wine is what you willingly drank; we drank it too—how could there be no problem?

Drugging someone in front of an SS captain is outright fantasy.

Most importantly, that guy Noah would never admit to having diarrhea in the restaurant and then on the street—such an embarrassing thing.

I reckon that French restaurant, he never wants to go there a second time in his life.

Next morning.

Chen Yongren as usual went to Section 9 to loaf around at work.

Nearing the end of work.

Chen Yongren was about to pack up and leave work when he suddenly heard a stream of thoughts.

"There's a ball at the consulate today; will Chen Sang accompany me?"

"We're already like this; I suppose we will…"

"Being with Chen Sang from now on will surely bring happiness."

……

The owner of those thoughts was Fujiwara Yuko.

A ball inside the consulate?

Chen Yongren instantly perked up, having been worried about lacking a chance to go to the consulate.

Is this opportunity being delivered right to his lips?

Chen Yongren decisively packed up, left the police station, and saw a graceful figure.

She wore a light pink pleated embroidered dress, a snowy white fox-fur stole on her shoulders, and pink high-heeled shoes on her feet.

She looked pink and tender.

No, this girl really is pink and tender in every sense.

"Chen Sang!" Fujiwara Yuko saw him and threw her arms around him, rubbing her head against his chest, cooing: "Do you miss me? I dreamed of you again yesterday."

"Dreamed of what about me?" Chen Yongren gently pinched Fujiwara Yuko's chin, smirking.

"Annoying!" Fujiwara Yuko lightly punched Chen Yongren's chest: "Chen Sang, I beg you for a favor, okay?"

"What is it?" Chen Yongren pretended not to know, asking: "Did your good friend leave?"

Upon hearing that, Fujiwara Yuko's pretty face instantly flushed with two rosy patches.

"Annoying, Chen Sang, you just know how to bully me." Fujiwara Yuko pouted, whispering: "But… it should be soon."

"By then… you can do whatever you want to me."

"Then I won't treat you as a person," Chen Yongren nodded slightly.

Fujiwara Yuko added: "Chen Sang, the consulate has a ball today; they said we can bring a family member."

"My mother caught a cold and can't go out; I want to ask you to accompany me."

"Can you, Chen Sang?"

"Family member?"

How could Chen Yongren not understand Fujiwara Yuko's little thought?

Maybe those Germans are also there; perfect chance to scout the situation.

Chen Yongren didn't hesitate, immediately nodding: "Of course no problem; I can fulfill all of Yuko's wishes, even if you wanted to pluck stars and the moon, I'd find a way."

Upon hearing that, Fujiwara Yuko's face instantly blossomed with a happy smile: "Just knew Chen Sang was the best."

Fujiwara Yuko took Chen Yongren's hand, first went to the suit shop, bought a suit, leather shoes,

Afterwards, he went to the watch shop on Jinling Road and bought an Omega men's wristwatch.

Wearing a proper suit, paired with a wristwatch, plus Chen Yongren's handsome face, he looked every bit the talented young man.

Teng Yuan Youzi stared at Chen Yongren without blinking, almost looking foolish, the little deer in her heart thumping nonstop.

"Youzi, what's wrong?" Chen Yongren's gentle, elegant smile made Teng Yuan Youzi somewhat infatuated.

"No... nothing." Teng Yuan Youzi hastily shook her head, blushing, lowered her head, then immediately lifted her head to look at Chen Yongren, her eyes shining.

I really hope my friend can leave soon.

That would surely be the most memorable day of my life.

No doubt about it.

"Youzi, you really make me feel like I'm being kept." Chen Yongren said deliberately.

"You're my boyfriend, what's wrong with me buying you something?" Teng Yuan Youzi linked arms with Chen Yongren, looked up at him, her eyes crescent-shaped.

For Chen Sang.

No matter how much money I spend, I'm willing.

As they walked down the street, they also drew frequent sideways glances from passersby.

Teng Yuan Youzi was filled with an inexplicable sense of happiness.

The two soon arrived at the consulate.

"Chen Sang, let's wait a moment, then greet Father." Seeing Teng Yuan Jintai busy, Teng Yuan Youzi said.

Chen Yongren nodded slightly, his scanning eyes sweeping the surroundings.

As expected.

Besides the consulate staff, there were also many Riben agents disguised as guests, covertly protecting the banquet's safety.

Besides that, there were some Germans, members of a consulting team that had just arrived.

Tu Fei Yuan Er and Teng Yuan Jintai were currently talking with Jilin Si.

Nuo Lan served as the interpreter among them.

However, his mental state wasn't great; his legs trembled slightly, his face a bit pallid, and while he was concentrating on translating, he hadn't noticed Chen Yongren's presence.

The Wind-Following Ear skill activated.

The conversation content was also about technology, blueprints, and sample pricing.

Germany wanted to sell the technology at a higher price, while Riben, using the ally excuse, tried to lower the price and also wanted to buy more blueprints for weapons and equipment.

He indicated that the two countries could exchange research and progress together.

He even demanded that Germany sell them a second-generation Enigma machine.

Hearing this, Chen Yongren couldn't help but say something.

Little Riben is truly shameless.

This machine is indeed the cipher machine that made Germany shake the intelligence world; relying solely on manpower, the difficulty of cracking its code is extremely great.

The little devils' purpose is not simple.