"I heard that bad guy call you Section Chief Wang just now. Can you tell me your real name?”
The big-eyed girl in the cabin hesitated for a moment before finally mustering up the courage to ask.
"Wang Yi, just mention my name when you arrive at Qianyang County.”Wang Yi grinned amiably.
The girl also smiled happily and said,"My name is Yang Xinyu."
The girls of this era matured much earlier than Wang Yi's previous life, especially the middle school students who dared to take to the streets. They took Wang Yi and his group seriously but did not say a word about them. There was not much fear on their faces.
Wang Yi did not take these female middle school students to heart. Even if they returned to Changsha and told others about what happened tonight, no one might believe them.
When everything was ready, Wang Yi looked at his watch and whistled. The two steamers slowly set off and headed for Shanghai.
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Seven days later, the morning fog was still shrouding the Huangpu River. From afar, the barges and sand boats seemed to be moving like black dots.
The sound of the engine on the small fire wheel was transmitted along with the fresh morning wind. The crane on the dock roared, its steel arms swaying in the faint morning mist. On the field where pig iron and coke were piled up like a small mountain, the locomotive pulled the material truck and screamed as it roared.
Wang Yi had studied in a university in City B in his previous life. Now that he saw this familiar yet unfamiliar city, it felt like a lifetime had passed.
The Japanese patrol boat in the distance emitted a signal light and charged over while spewing black smoke. Wang Yi stood by the side of the boat with a calm expression.
This routine inspection had been done several times along the way. The document in his hand was issued by the Japanese army's dispatch command. It could be said that it was the highest command organization of the Japanese army in China. When the junior officers of the Japanese army saw the document in Wang Yi's hand, they did not dare to make a sound, let alone search. They immediately let him go.
"My goodness, with this smuggling channel, we can proceed with the next step of the plan!”Wang Yi was overjoyed, and his mouth was so wide open that it almost reached the back of his head.
His purpose in coming to Shanghai this time was not only to rob the Bank of East Asia, but there were more important matters that needed to be handled.
Everything that happened next was extremely smooth. Receiving the goods, unloading them, and the warehouse were all prepared in advance. Wang Yi's two ships did not even wait and directly entered the port to unload the goods.
In the warehouse area of Zhabei, Wang Yi met Spy No. 1 again after a month.
Spy No. 1 was wearing a black suit. His crew cut was spotless, and there was a small black beard under his nose.
"Number 1!"
Wang Yi seemed to have met a brother he had not seen for many years. He quickly stepped forward and gave Spy No.1 a tight hug.
"Commander, I have successfully infiltrated the Bank of East Asia and am now an employee of the General Affairs Department.”Spy No. 1 seemed to be a little emotional as well. He stood up and saluted.
"Good job, good job!"
Wang Yi really did not know how Spy No. 1 managed to infiltrate the Bank of East Asia and become an official employee without any logistical supplies or reinforcements.
"You've worked hard!" Wang Yi patted Spy 1's shoulder and said emotionally.
Spies were different from ordinary clone soldiers. They had rich expressions and rigorous logic. Upon hearing Wang Yi's praise, Spy No. 1 was also moved.
"Hidden attributes unlocked. Favorability between you and Spy 01 1. Intelligence gathering ability increased by 10%.”
The system notification suddenly sounded in Wang Yi's mind. He was stunned. He did not expect that there was a favorable impression setting. He really treated Spy No.1 as his brother.
In a remote warehouse in Zhabei, it had been rented by Spy 1 in the name of a Japanese trading company. There was enough food for 200 people for a month.
Wang Yi looked at everything in front of him. It was hard to imagine that this was all done by Spy No. 1 alone.
"Commander, the information regarding the gold has been verified. It will arrive at the Bank of East Asia on the eighth of next month, which is twelve days later. At that time, it will be transferred to the Manchurian Bank together with the gold in the bank, and then to Japan.”
Wang Yi was very ambitious. Not only did he want to rob the Bank of East Asia, but he also wanted to take the gold.
"It's time to give the Japanese a taste of their foreign meat…Haha.”
Wang Yi pulled the bolt of the Thompson submachine gun and laughed out loud." Shanghai, I, Wang Yi, am here!”
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Ross Trading Company was a small trading company on Xiafei Road. Its boss, Ross Weasley, was a middle-aged American businessman who had put on a lot of weight. Every afternoon, he would make a cup of coffee and stand in his office on the second floor. He would calmly observe the bustling crowd on the street below.
It was not easy to open a business on the most prosperous Xiafei Road in Shanghai. Now that the war between China and Japan was in full swing, Shanghai was still a five-mile market. The horses were still running and dancing.
Ross rubbed his eyes and thought about asking his secretary to call the shipping company in the afternoon. The goods should arrive this week, but there was still no news.
Now that the war between China and Japan was getting more intense, there was a shortage of strategic materials. In order to protect the status of Japanese businessmen, various parties restricted merchants from other countries. This made Roswell very angry. He had complained to the American Consul General in Shanghai many times, but he did not get a satisfactory answer.
"Damn it, the merchant ship must have been intercepted by the Japanese coalition fleet again!”
Ross Wilson was influenced by Harton from Shanghai and came to China, a paradise full of opportunities and dreamers. Relying on his flexible mind and opportunities, Ross Wilson wanted to become a person like Harton.
Harton, a penniless young man, had eventually become a wealthy businessman in Shanghai. He, Ross Wilson, was an American who had received a good education, but now his hands were tied and he even had to do things according to the Japanese.
"Are those guys from the Pacific Fleet idiots? They allowed the Japanese coalition fleet to seal off the sea while they hid in Hawaii to bask in the sun.”
It was November in Shanghai, and the temperature was a little cold. Ross Wilson picked up the letter on the desk. The signature on the envelope was very eye-catching.
"Mr. Wilson…"
The office door was pushed open, and a young girl with blonde hair and blue eyes had a panicked expression on her face.
"How many times have I told you to knock when you enter the house?”Ross looked at the girl in her early twenties, Alyssa, and pretended to be angry.
Eliza's father was Wilson's old friend. This innocent girl knew that Wilson was going to the mysterious East, so she insisted on going with him no matter what. She even volunteered to be his secretary.
"What happened? Did someone rush the goods again?”Wilson wasn't in a hurry. In the past few days, there had been trading companies rushing for goods, but the merchant ships were blocked by the Japanese at sea, and he couldn't do anything.
"No, no, there's someone who wants to see you!”Eliza said anxiously.
"Who is it?" Wilson thought about it. He didn't seem to have any guests this afternoon.
" He's from China. His English is very fluent…" After Eliza finished speaking, her cheeks blushed."He asked me to give this to you."
With that, Eliza handed Wilson something that looked like a handkerchief.
Wilson took the item in confusion and examined it carefully. It was light yellow and seemed to be a handkerchief. The material looked like silk and was very soft.
In just a few seconds, Wilson's expression suddenly changed. His eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Eliza and said with rapid breathing,"He, where is he?"
"It's, it's in the living room on the first floor."
Bang!
Wilson rushed out of the door without even putting on his coat.
On the first floor of the Weierxun Trading Company, a slender young man wearing an ordinary green robe and a top hat was admiring an oil painting on the wall.
Hearing the footsteps, the young man slowly turned around and saw Mr. Wilson, who was only wearing suspenders. He smiled and said,"Hello, Mr. Wilson. I'm Wang Yi. Nice to meet you!”
At this moment, Wei Erxun realized that it was a little rude. He would only wear this kind of attire when he was gathering with his friends. Therefore, he smiled apologetically and made a gesture of invitation.
Wang Yi had found Wilson because he was trying his luck. In his previous life, he had a vague impression of General Chennault in an article that introduced him. He remembered that when Chennault first established an aviation unit in Kunming, he had asked his old friend, Wilson, to purchase planes and many military supplies for the National Government.
Therefore, Wang Yi guessed that this Wayson Trading Company should be reliable. With the intention of giving it a try, he indeed saw Wayson Trading Company on Xiafei Road. However, Wang Yi did not immediately explain his purpose of coming. Instead, he threw out a brick to attract jade. He asked Eliza to show him the item. If Wayson did not have any reaction, he would turn around and leave to find someone else.
But now, seeing Wei Erxun's sorry state, Wang Yi knew that he had achieved his goal.
"Excuse me, Mr. Wang, what is this?”
Wei Erxun took out the pale yellow silk handkerchief and asked in confusion.
"Stockings, stockings..."
Fortunately, Wang Yi had exchanged 1000 resource points for English before he came to Shanghai. Otherwise, with his level of just passing Level 4, it would have been difficult for him to negotiate with an American businessman.
"A sock?"
A hint of doubt flashed in Wilson's eyes. Although he didn't know what this handkerchief was, he knew that the material used to make it was extremely rare. In fact, it was unprecedented.
Wang Yi sighed slightly. He knew that no matter how good his English was, he could not explain the benefits of stockings. In this era, although stockings had appeared in America and Europe, cotton stockings were not good at breathability and stretching. They were far more practical than ornamental and were not popular.
"As for the beauty of stockings, any man should understand. It's just a pity that men in this era don't have the luxury of seeing them.”Wang Yi laughed in his heart. He did not immediately explain to Wei Erxun's doubts.
Instead, he looked up at Eliza, who was standing at the side, and said with a smile,"I wonder if Miss Alyssa is willing to be a model for the time being and try out this new type of stockings.”
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