Chapter 226: Here to fulfill the promise

Hearing this, Luo Bin felt as if struck by lightning.

He plopped down on the stool, looking at Chen Yongren in disbelief.

"'I did this very covertly, the funds were all used for equipment loss during operations; even if the War Situation Bureau sent people to investigate, they couldn't find any result.'"

"'Nolan only ever knew about the $50,000 matter, and would never leak it.'"

"'Could it be the finances?'"

"'That's also impossible; if he betrayed me he wouldn't last long, besides yesterday he also told me he was trying to make the reports look better to earn extra income.'"

"'But why does this guy know about this?'"

Luo Bin was somewhat confused, unable to figure out which link had gone wrong.

The $90,000 parts and the $10,000 toilet lid really followed the same pattern; they had been scheming to make money since that period.

"\"Drop your arrogant attitude; you don't know the details of the German-Japanese cooperation at all. If you did, why would you come see me in person? \" Chen Yongren said again."

"\"If you really want to get information from me, straighten your attitude. \""

"\"Otherwise, these words wouldn't be known only to you. \""

Luo Bin finally understood why the godfather had sent Nolan away; if he heard these words, it would be troublesome.

Embezzling military funds—of course the fewer people who know, the better.

If this got back to the War Situation Bureau, the best outcome for me would be dismissal.

Luo Bin stared at Chen Yongren, his expression shifting unpredictably.

To uncover this so thoroughly without showing any emotion could not be the work of one person; the godfather is very likely a group.

When did Songhu spawn such a formidable spy organization?

He pondered the consequences of taking action.

The best outcome would be his wife and son secretly executed, and he himself would be hunted by the War Situation Bureau for the rest of his life.

After weighing the pros and cons, Luo Bin honestly said: \"The price of $500,000 is too high…\"

\"Luo Bin, you don't respect me; you're not even willing to call me godfather. \" Chen Yongren sat in his chair, looking at Luo Bin.

\"…Godfather. \" Luo Bin felt extremely awkward.

\"Now we can talk about the intelligence. \" Chen Yongren paused, then smiled: \"I think Mr. Luo Bin, you should have already experienced our strength. \"

Upon hearing those two words, Luo Bin silently thought, 'As expected.'

The godfather is an organization; otherwise he couldn't obtain such detailed intelligence.

All matters within the United States' homeland have been investigated by them down to the last detail.

This is utterly terrifying; under no circumstances should you offend them.

\"There's one more thing—it's not $500,000, but $520,000! \" Chen Yongren said.

Luo Bin startled, immediately realizing where that extra $20,000 came from.

$20,000 in false accounts.

This godfather is really strict.

Hearing this price, Luo Bin felt his heart bleed; I doubt there has ever been more expensive intelligence in history.

\"No problem, I can give it to you. \" Luo Bin thought for a moment, nodded in agreement, pulled out a checkbook, signed his name, wrote the amount, and handed it to Chen Yongren.

Looking at the $520,000 figure on the check, Luo Bin felt a pang of pain.

\"Godfather, rest assured, this check is issued by Feile Company; it can be cashed at any bank. \" Luo Bin explained.

Feile Company ostensibly engages in foreign investment, acting as an intermediary reselling supplies; in reality it is a front opened by the War Situation Bureau in Songhu to conceal its identity.

Otherwise, Luo Bin couldn't have obtained $520,000 in such a short time.

\"I feel your sincerity. \" Chen Yongren flicked the check lightly: \"I hope no one will follow us this time, otherwise…\"

\"You understand what I mean. \"

\"Yes! \" Luo Bin hurriedly replied.

No wonder he lost track of the person earlier; it turns out he had discovered it long ago.

Chen Yongren dropped the pretense and said directly: \"Besides exchanges on military weapons, whichever side fights the Soviet State, the other must provide unconditional military support. \"

\"Even if they merely receive a mild threat, the allies of the other two sides must provide as much help as possible. \"

\"Of course, if it is a country outside the Soviet State, they must maintain a neutral stance. \"

\"Besides the German-Japanese pair, there is also Italy, forming the German-Italian-Japanese Tripartite Alliance. \"

Luo Bin's expression turned grave as he fell into deep thought.

Knowing where their bottom line lies, he could make a killing from it.

A global mêlée is the scenario they wish to see; best if they all descend into chaos, the more disorderly, the more they can profit from war.

For an arms dealer, a war profiteer, this intelligence is extraordinarily valuable.

\"Godfather, your intelligence is indeed worth this price. \" Luo Bin was already eager to upload this intelligence.

\"The War Situation Bureau will surely be very excited upon seeing this intelligence. \"

\"I've already seen gold beckoning to us! \"

\"Perhaps we can discuss another deal. \" Chen Yongren thought of the blueprints.

Anyway, Fourth Master already has the original blueprint; we might as well swindle a few more people now.

Another deal?

Luo Bin's expression was strange.

Chen Yongren smiled, took out a photo from his pocket, and gently placed it on the table.

Huh?

Seeing the weapon design in the photo, Luo Bin's eyes lit up.

This looks like a rifle's blueprint, ah.

It seems they were still photographed based on the original draft?

"German weapon blueprints, one sheet for $1,000, a very reasonable price, right?" Chen Yongren smiled warmly.

"A very reasonable price." Robin nodded.

Seeing Chen Yongren pull out a stack of photos from his pocket like a magic trick, Robin's eyelids twitched twice.

Damn it.

This swindler!

Under Chen Yongren's overwhelming aura, another $100,000 was successfully swindled from Robin.

……

Nuolan had been pacing outside the door; seeing the two walk out safely, Nuolan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Godfather is fine.

Gelin...

He had such a constipated expression, yet he also seemed to respect Godfather a lot.

How did he do that?

The three returned to the hall.

Seeing Ye Niu and Nuolan's respectful expressions toward Chen Yongren,

Aoljia grew more convinced that Chen Yongren was a high-ranking agent dispatched by the War Situation Office, with authority even surpassing that of Ye Niu.

Using an ancient Chinese official title to describe him, Chen Yongren should be an Imperial Envoy.

A personnel specially dispatched by superiors to handle major incidents!

This foreign woman is quite worldly; she even knows the term 'Imperial Envoy,' but Chen Yongren didn't bother with Aoljia's thoughts.

Leaving Splendid Endeavor Hotel, hurried back home; as soon as walking onto the street near home, heard a string of inner voices.

"That annoying guy finally left; I can see Chen Sang again."

"What should I do, I'm so nervous."

"Mm~"

"Let's meet later; first ask Chen Sang to go out for a meal, then find an excuse to delay time—if it's late enough, we'll have to sleep outside."

"Hehe, I'm really smart."

……

Hearing those inner voices nearby, Chen Yongren instantly realized who had come.

Tengyuan Youzi

Thinking back to when they stayed at the hotel that day, Youzi's words came to mind.

After the close friend left, one could do whatever they wanted.

Now looking at it, this young woman has come to fulfill her promise.