Chapter 536: Counterfeit money case surfaces, deliberately guided!

Grace lay on the bed, opened the bedside cabinet, took out an iron box, and placed it on the bed.

"Dear, you're wonderful." Chen Yongren didn't first look at the radio, but instead held Grace in his arms and kissed her on the cheek.

"Don't say that; first contact your friends so they don't worry about you." Grace said.

Chen Yongren nodded, operated the radio, and sent several telegrams in succession.

When they first started a company in the concession, to better develop business, Xia Lin helped obtain a commercial radio, so there was no need to worry about not finding someone.

To Chen Yongren's surprise, the radio responded quickly.

After some communication.

With Xia Lin's help, they had successfully taken root in Yingguo and invested some assets.

Through the radio, Chen Yongren could feel Hua Lei and the others' worry, but since they couldn't meet now, he could only temporarily soothe their emotions.

After confirming their safety, Chen Yongren also relaxed; he only needed to stay in touch with them regularly.

Chen Yongren didn't say more, and Grace didn't ask further who he was actually contacting.

After all, he could risk being discovered to return to Yucheng and find the help he sought; Grace naturally wouldn't betray that trust.

"Dear, I've already told my father about you." Grace lay on Chen Yongren's leg and whispered.

"Huh?" Chen Yongren played with Grace's blond hair, joking, "What did my dad say?"

"How annoying, what are you saying…" Grace said, blushing, "After hearing your story, he's very interested in you and said he'd like to meet you if the chance arises."

"Really?" Chen Yongren asked.

"Of course." Grace said earnestly, "He feels regretful about your ordeal and said that with your abilities you could have a better future…"

Chen Yongren knew Grace was again trying to get him to leave, and he fell silent.

Grace also wisely didn't continue speaking.

But it was precisely Chen Yongren's attitude that made Grace admire him even more.

During her stay in Yucheng, Grace also came to deeply understand that people compare themselves to others to the point of death, and goods compare to others to the point of being discarded.

Compared to the vermin of the state in Yucheng, Chen Yongren truly was a beam of light in the darkness, struggling for his ideals.

Yet it was precisely this that got him squeezed out of Yucheng, and not knowing where he went on mission, Grace also felt it wasn't worth it for Chen Yongren.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Grace took the initiative to change the topic, blowing air into Chen Yongren's ear: "Dear, it's still early; if we just go to sleep like this, wouldn't it be a waste?"

Chen Yongren didn't fail to understand Grace's meaning, nodding in agreement: "Indeed it's a bit of a waste; if so, then I'll take you to do something meaningful."

"What meaningful thing?" Grace asked deliberately.

"For example, have you give birth to a future president of the United States." Chen Yongren directly held Grace in his arms.

"Mmm~"

Grace strained her head back, her blond hair dangling behind, lovely neck dotted with beads of sweat, her body tensed tight.

After a long while, Grace lay drenched in sweat on the bed, her fingers too lazy to move.

Chen Yongren idly traced patterns on Grace's back: "I've stayed too long in Yucheng; now I must go back."

Grace gave a hum in response, her eyes showing a hint of reluctance.

"When I have time, I'll come see you again." Chen Yongren said as he rose, without giving a parting kiss.

After all.

Even a tiger doesn't eat its cubs.

Grace didn't even have the strength to turn over; she blinked her eyes as a response.

After seeing Grace off, Chen Yongren turned into a time-management master and returned to Jinmen once again.

Several more days passed.

During this time, Chen Yongren also used the Anywhere Door, disguising himself in different identities to go to various occupied areas, using this large-denomination currency to do business with the Japanese and underground black-market merchants.

He extensively purchased supplies from them, buying gold ornaments and other high-value items, but when Chen Yongren used it, this currency could not be distinguished as real or fake.

Moreover, once it expired, this currency became just a piece of waste paper.

Although manufacturing counterfeit Japanese currency could seize resources, ultimately the suffering fell on the people of the occupied areas.

Chen Yongren only wanted to destroy the Japanese economy.

Because of Japan's aggression, these people had already suffered terribly; Chen Yongren reckoned that when spring came and Jinmen Port reopened, he would use the advantage of the shipping company to produce a large amount of counterfeit money and ship it directly to the Japanese mainland.

Let it cause inflation, completely collapse Japan's domestic economy, and ship back all the looted materials!

However, to be safe, we still need to find a scapegoat.

Because a counterfeit money case occurred in Jinmen, the Japanese couldn't possibly avoid investigating.

Since there is a case, it must be solved.

The machinery and materials for making money are in my hands; I'm not afraid of failing to solve an ironclad case.

One morning.

Chen Yongren went to work at the Jinmen Special Agency as usual, and saw Chi Mu Chengping sitting solemnly in a chair.

After some observation.

It turned out that counterfeit money newly issued had appeared simultaneously in many places, and the old Japanese were worrying about how to investigate.

Seeing Chen Yongren enter, Chi Mu Chengping merely gave a simple nod, then lowered his head to review the documents in his hand.

"Uncle, what's wrong?" Chen Yongren hurried inside, feigning ignorance.

Chi Mu Chengping sighed, picked up a folder and handed it to Chen Yongren, saying: "You'll see for yourself."

"Huh?" Chen Yongren pretended to be puzzled, took the folder, pretended to finish reading, and exclaimed in surprise: "Counterfeit money?"

"What are those bank idiots doing? If they know it's counterfeit, why would they still accept it?"

"Exactly!" Chi Mu Chengping nodded heavily, his expression grave: "This currency hasn't been issued long, yet the market already shows counterfeits good enough to pass as real—a very dangerous sign!"

According to the bank's report, these counterfeits are good enough to pass as genuine; unless one is an experienced veteran, they are basically impossible to detect.

Banks only notice something wrong with this money during the final audit.

Chen Yongren continued looking at the folder, astonished, and said: "Jinmen, Songhu, and Titanium Origin—these major cities have all seen counterfeit money, Uncle. These are all major cities we occupy."

Chi Mu Chengping nodded: "That's exactly why our superiors demand a full investigation; if we don't find the mastermind behind this, it will surely deal a heavy blow to our economy."

"Hai!" Chen Yongren stood up and replied, pondered a moment, then said: "Uncle, I have an idea in my mind; I don't know whether I should speak it or not."

"What idea?" Chi Mu Chengping asked.

"Could this possibly be an inside job?" Chen Yongren said softly.

"What?" Chi Mu Chengping froze, his face suddenly changed, looked at the tightly closed door, then lowered his voice: "Chief, do you know what you're saying?"