Chapter 219: Small Business

"It's nothing much, just some rice, flour, cotton, edible oil, kerosene, white sugar, and fine salt." Chen Yongren said casually.

Listening to Chen Yongren rattle off the supplies one by one, Chen Dian widened their eyes.

What the hell, you call that just "whatever"?

Comparing people to others makes them feel like dying; comparing goods to others gets them thrown away.

Chen Dian finally understood the meaning of that saying.

"Rest assured, we will personally follow up on this batch of supplies." Chen Dian took a deep breath and said: "I guarantee every gram of supplies will be traceable; feel free to investigate!"

"The profits from sales will be deposited into offshore anonymous accounts."

"Hard work." Chen Yongren didn't waste words.

Chen Dian thought for a moment, then immediately pulled out a steel pen and a notebook from their pocket, wrote down an address and contact information on the paper, tore off a page, and handed it to Chen Yongren.

Chen Yongren glanced at it, pretended to put it in their pocket, and stored the paper in the system warehouse.

The gloom on Chen Dian's face vanished: "Brother, don't stand on ceremony with me today—I'll treat you to this meal!"

"Just this meal?" Chen Yongren asked.

"Huh?" Chen Dian blinked.

They really didn't expect Chen Yongren to suddenly say that.

Seeing Chen Dian's stunned look, Chen Yongren stopped teasing them: "Brother Chen, I've come up with a little gadget that's useless to me; I was wondering if we could make a deal."

"Anything else?" Chen Dian asked cautiously.

"Nothing much, just some scrap paper." Chen Yongren opened their briefcase, took out the drawings inside, and placed them in front of Chen Dian.

Chen Dian felt some anticipation, having thought it might be more confidential information.

But when they saw the content on the drawings, they almost choked on their own saliva.

Drawings?

Weapon design drawings?

Chen Dian eagerly picked up the drawings and examined them carefully.

Although Chen Dian doesn't understand weapon design, their eyes are not blind.

The things drawn on the drawings, they can understand.

Thinking back, when they bought a bunch of lathes and moved them like ants relocating, they managed to get them to the rear without incident, but how to manufacture, how to produce them remains a serious problem.

Chen Dian came from the rear, knows their organization's capabilities well, and everything is starting from scratch.

With these drawings, experts at the armory can save a lot of effort, without having to spend large amounts of time redesigning.

Just from these drawings, one can gain much inspiration.

How come there's also a lump of iron with a gun barrel mounted on it?

With the information about the insider previously provided by Chen Yongren, Chen Dian had no doubt about the authenticity of these drawings.

As they looked, Chen Dian felt something was off.

What's written on these drawings seems not to be Chinese…

Next, Chen Dian realized another problem.

What they were holding wasn't a secretly taken photo but an original used drawing?

Another original?

Who exactly are they, and how did they get hold of these documents?

"Don't you want to take back the German weapon design drawings, Boss Chen?" Chen Yongren asked with a smile.

German-made?

Chen Dian nodded excitedly: "Yes, of course!"

But they immediately realized another problem.

Price.

"Godfather, what price are you planning to ask for these?" Chen Dian asked cautiously.

"Two gold bars—isn't that fair?" Chen Yongren, using their X-ray vision, saw five small yellow fish in Chen Dian's pocket and laughed.

"Not at all, certainly not!" Chen Dian promptly produced two gold bars.

Not to mention two bars—even if it were twenty gold bars, they'd have to find a way to get them.

Once these precious design drawings are missed, there won't be another chance.

Chen Yongren pocketed the gold bars without changing expression: "Seeing how quickly you paid, I'll also throw in a piece of information for free."

"What information?" Chen Dian felt a stir.

"Details of the Germany-Japan trade." Chen Yongren said.

"What are you saying?" Chen Dian exclaimed: "You even know this kind of news?"

Of course.

The first half of the negotiations was translated by me.

Chen Dian instinctively looked around: "This isn't a place to talk…"

Chen Yongren waved a hand: "Believe me, no one is eavesdropping around here."

With insight in hand, they know exactly who's nearby, so there's no need to worry about that.

"They have reached an agreement: the Germany-Japan two countries will expand military cooperation, strengthen military exchanges, and mutually improve each other's military capabilities."

Chen Dian listened and nodded.

Chen Yongren added: "Furthermore, the most important clause is that, no matter which side goes to war with the Soviet Union, the other must provide unconditional military support!"

"Even if threatened, they must provide as much assistance as possible."

"If it's a country other than the Soviet Union, allies must maintain a neutral stance."

Germany suddenly cut off aid to China—that's the reason.

Besides Germany and Japan, there's actually Italy, whose presence is weak; in fact, it's the Germany-Italy-Japan Triple Alliance.

Chen Dian listened, his heart pounding with fear; the seriousness of the matter far exceeded his imagination.

He grew increasingly suspicious of Chen Yongren's identity.

"The information is as such; you can choose to believe it or not." Chen Yongren stood up and said: "Boss Chen, I have to go prepare the goods; let's meet again another day!"

Having said that, Chen Yongren left the small tavern, leaving Chen Dian alone in a daze.

Would it not bring trouble upon himself?

Chen Yongren only participated in their early meetings; the final decisions and military intelligence were all handled by Noah.

Besides, this is just a preventive measure; its ultimate purpose is to prepare mentally.

It's not as if Germany and Japan are planning to jointly invade some islands, knowing their route in advance and setting up an ambush along the way.

Taking advantage of his current appearance, Chen Yongren went to the concession, found Zhang Dingqi, and had him arrange a few empty warehouses.

This was Chen Yongren's first time assigning such a task, so Zhang Dingqi naturally dared not be negligent.

Once everything was ready, the cargo ship would, the next morning, deliver the supplies to Hong Kong according to the address.

Afterward, Chen Yongren changed his appearance again and returned to the China Prosperity Hotel, preparing to discuss a business deal with Nolan.

At that moment, Nolan was sitting in a corner, listening to music and drinking.

Chen Yongren ordered a drink and sat opposite him.

Seeing Chen Yongren's mixed-blood appearance, Nolan frowned slightly and said: "Who are you?"

"You don't recognize me so soon?" Chen Yongren glanced at Scarlett sitting nearby, smiling: "Looks like I'll go find Miss Scarlett to see if she'd like to be my friend."

"A double agent lurking in the War Situation Bureau would certainly be worth a lot of money."

Upon hearing that, Nolan's eyes widened, almost spitting out his drink: "Is it you?"

"It's me." Chen Yongren smiled: "Long time no see, Mr. Kruus."

"..." Nolan hadn't expected to encounter the Godfather again today.

But this guy looks nothing like before.

"You seem surprised?" Chen Yongren smiled.

"It's not just surprise; it's outright astonishment." Nolan said: "Mr. Godfather, what do you need?"

"Nothing in particular." Chen Yongren smiled: "I just haven't seen you in a while and wanted to catch up."

Before Nolan could relax.

Chen Yongren then added: "By the way, let's talk about a little business."