In front of the Shanghai Administrative Office of the Republic of China, a crowd of well-dressed upper-class people shook hands and greeted each other with smiles.
Today was the day the New Asia Peace Promotion Association announced the new financial policy for Shanghai.
The so-called new financial policy was just an excuse for the Japanese to speed up the accumulation of wealth.
Su Xiwen stood on the platform and ran a few steps. He grabbed Ming Lou's right hand and said with a charming smile,""Brother Minglou's journey has been bumpy. I have already ordered people to prepare wine to welcome you.”
Minglou smiled and nodded. Su Xiwen was flattered and said in a low voice,"I just came back from Nanjing. Leader Wang is full of praise for you and calls you an extraordinary talent. In the future, Brother Minglou will soar to success.”
Although Su Xiwen had been appointed as the Shanghai supervisor, he had no ability at all. He only knew how to follow orders. At the beginning of the fall of Shanghai, he was still useful, but with the passage of time, even the Japanese now looked at him as an eyesore.
"Hey, did you hear? A few days ago, there was a bloody case at Jingan Temple. Hundreds of people died.”
"…Of course I heard. I heard from my French patrol friend that there were more than 20 carts just for the dead.”
"Dead people piled up on top of dead people, all of them are Zhu Shun's men. The Green Treasure Club has been ransacked, and the bullet holes on the wall are like a hornet's nest.”
" I heard that Zhu Shun was beaten until his head exploded. It took a few people to recognize him among the corpses. It's really tragic…"
"Zhu Shun was just appointed as the director of the New Asia Peace Promotion Association. Not only did he die in less than two days, but his base was also destroyed. Do you think…those people are coming for us?”
"Shh…keep your voice down!"
Whispers could be heard all around. From time to time, someone would look at the corner where a middle-aged man was smoking alone.
This person was Wang Tianmu, who had just rebelled. He sat in front of the wide sofa, the cigarette in his hand burning without bothering to flick it.
"Mingcheng, did you find any clues about the Green Treasure Club a few days ago?”
After leaving Su Xiwen, Ming Lou called Ming Cheng who was not far away. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes as he asked.
Ming Cheng was the adopted son of the Ming family. He had been by Ming Lou's side all these years. As an assistant, Ming Lou was appointed as the minister of economy to reform Shanghai's finance. Ming Cheng naturally became the assistant minister.
Mingcheng was extremely handsome. His hair was messy, and he wore a decent suit with a woolen windbreaker, making him look even more capable.
He walked to Ming Lou's side and said in a low voice,""I've already sent people to investigate, but the news outside these two days is extremely chaotic. Some people say that it was done by the Juntong Operation Group, some say that it was the Central Command's Anti-Erupting Gang, and some say that it was a gang fight. Most of them say that it was done by a group of people called the 'Windbreaker Gang.'”
"Windbreaker gang?" Minglou didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The common people liked to exaggerate the rumors.
Minglou didn't ask if it was GCD's doing, because he was not only the economic minister appointed by Wang Jingwei's puppet government, but also the number one leader of GCD's underground party in Shanghai. He was also the highest commander of the military system sent by Chongqing to Shanghai, Viper.
Ming Lou's multiple identities allowed him to obtain information that was far from what ordinary people could compare to. Even the Japanese special high-tech companies were not as well-informed as him.
It was also because of this that he was even more puzzled. Who was the one who attacked Zhu Shun? If even he didn't know, then there must be a reason behind this!
"There's news from Guo Qiyun's side. The two ships of goods have been handed over to the Japanese dispatch command in good condition, and Duan Yunpeng has also been safely sent on board.”Ming Cheng continued.
"Oh!" Minglou was slightly surprised.
With the betrayal of the commander of the Shanghai Military Station, Wang Tianmu, the agents under his command were almost completely lost. Although these two missions were not big, they were completed extremely quickly, which surprised him.
"That Duan Yunpeng won't be manipulated by others. He's willing to board the ship just like that?”Minglou asked.
"I'm not very clear about the specific situation. According to Guo Qiyun's report, Duan Yunpeng left Shanghai by boat last night. The person carrying out the mission is a student who just graduated from Qianyang County's youth training class. His name is Wang Yi.”
Mingcheng said truthfully.
"Well done. Guo Qiyun was right about this person. Inform Chongqing to reward this newcomer. Now that the military has taken over Shanghai Station, the number of personnel is dwindling.”
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In front of the Shanghai Supervision Office, there is a sentry post every three steps and a sentry post every five steps.
It was a stark contrast to the memories of Wang Yi's television series in his previous life.
The entire street had been cordoned off by the Japanese military police in Shanghai. No one could pass through. This was completely different from the TV series where three to five Japanese soldiers fought at the door. It was impossible to even get close, let alone assassinate them.
"Sir, do you want a cigarette?”
Wang Yi was looking at the entrance of the office from afar when a peddler with cigarettes walked over and asked with a smile.
Looking at the dazzling array of cigarettes, Wang Yi picked up a box of Camels and could not help but sigh."It's not easy to get these cigarettes, they're American.”
The peddler smiled mysteriously and gave him a thumbs up."Sir, you're an expert. This is an authentic American cigarette.”
Wang Yi recalled the times when his roommates would gather together to smoke Camel cigarettes in his university dormitory. He couldn't help but smile. It had only been a few months, but it felt like a lifetime ago.
"Give me a pack."
Wang Yi took out ten Big Yuan Coins and threw them to the peddler. The peddler quickly bowed and carefully took out a box for Wang Yi.
The monthly salary of an ordinary person in Shanghai was only about ten silver dollars. This box of Camel brand cigarettes would cost an ordinary person's family more than a month's worth of food.
Fortunately, there were no fakes in China. Wang Yi tore open the packaging and took out a cigarette.
The strong smell of mixed tobacco almost choked him to tears.
"Damn it, looks like the Camel cigarettes I smoked in my previous life were all fake!”Wang Yi could not help but sigh.
In the distance, in front of the Shanghai Supervision Office, a black Dodge sedan slowly drove over.
Wang Yi's eyes narrowed as he quickly put out the cigarette he had been smoking.
The person in the car was none other than Wang Tianmu.
Wang Tianmu sat on pins and needles in the conference room. He finally managed to hold on until the New Asia Promotion Association ended. He did not have time to attend the banquet and rushed back to his residence. Now, his hands were stained with the blood of the military agents. Just the number of military agents he had directly reported was no less than 200.
During the early days of the war, the Shanghai Military Station was still filled with old people. There were even people who joined the revolution from the Promotion Association.
Although these people had not read any books and did not know what ideology was, they had a firm and unyielding character. They would rather die than be traitors.
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