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Chapter 251, each with his own mind

Yoshino Taro said enthusiastically: "Watanabe-kun, you have come to Yangquan to develop business, you have met someone.

Mr. Jingbian is in charge of business management in the government, and if he introduces you, the business will be much easier. "

"Oh, then I have met a nobleman." Yuan Lang raised his wine glass to socialize with the two of them.

I wanted to meet a few Japanese people to inquire about information, but I didn't expect it to become a business.

Probably because Ichiro Inobe was a civil servant, he didn't have the madness of the Japanese soldiers.

Speaking of his job, he is still very talkative.

The Japanese who came to the mainland from the mainland can be roughly divided into two types.

One is a businessman with a certain amount of capital who explores business opportunities and dumps domestically produced industrial products.

The other type is adventurers who can't make it through the country and come out to make a fortune, also called ronin.

When the Japanese ronin came to the place occupied by the Japanese army, they were directly first-class citizens. The rich and powerful people in the local area did not dare to underestimate them.

But in fact, the greater benefits were plundered by Japanese businessmen.

In fact, people are not high or low, but there is a difference in the amount of capital.

If it was just an ordinary Japanese ronin, Ichiro Inobe would not put him in the same position. After a lunch, the fate would end here.

But Yuan Lang forged his identity as a businessman, so it was different.

At the end of the dinner, Ichiro Inobe said: "Watanabe-kun, tomorrow night, in order to welcome two important guests, a banquet will be held here.

There are many attendees, and there are many business tycoons. At that time, I can introduce some business partners to Watanabe-kun. "

Morphine, I'm sure they'll be interested.

Ichiro Inobe obviously understood the mentality of those businessmen better, as long as there was enough profit, he could do anything.

What's more, the Japanese here are the law and the rules.

Who are the two important guests?

It can't be Kazuki Yamamoto!

Who is the other one?

Thoughts flashed in his mind, Yuan Lang thanked the two Japanese with a smile, and generously paid for the treat.

It can't be seen at all that he hates the Japanese so much that he led a team to kill dozens of them yesterday.

Farewell to the two.

Yuan Lang walked back, still cursing in his heart: Little Japan, little Japan, his appetite is as small as a chicken, so I can't eat it.

It is good to have enough food in the mountains, not to mention nutrition, let alone taste.

In front of the two Japanese, he had to put on a show. A rich businessman would be like a starving ghost if he couldn't see something to eat.

"My God, can you pay attention to your image?" Yuan Lang was dumbfounded when he saw the mess on the table.

Only the plates of soup were placed messily on the table. Monk Wei ate so much that his mouth was full of oil, his cheeks were bulging, and he was still stuffing it into his mouth.

Unable to open his mouth, he squeaked and squeaked twice, which was regarded as an answer.

Yuan Lang raised his forehead and felt that his head was getting bigger. I am a big Japanese businessman, and the interpreter I bring is like a countryman who has never seen the world.

Is this reasonable?

It's very unreasonable, and it's just a blink of an eye.

Is it still too late to pretend not to know him?

The two Japanese who left Juxianlou got into a Ford sedan.

Yoshino Taro said in advance: "Tomorrow's occasion is very important. Watanabe-kun and you and I just met once, and those are his personal words."

Those who are secret agents must have the spirit of doubting everything.

For the newly-acquainted Taro Watanabe, it was hard for him to say how much trust he had, but he had some doubts.

Knowing that the old classmate was doing it for his own good, Ichiro Inobe smiled and said, "Of course, I will send someone to try him. How would you like to buy a box of morphine?"

Morphine is a highly controlled drug, and it is definitely not available to ordinary people.

A box of morphine is worth a lot, and if you turn it around, you can sell it for a good price and make a small profit.

"That's a good idea, if the price is right, please buy me a case too."

Yoshino Taro chuckled, very few people think money is hot, anyway he is not.

Although Juxianlou is already the most high-end consumer place in the local area, the conditions are really mediocre.

The residence consists of several spacious yards, nothing more than a better repaired house, a larger area, and better furniture.

Perhaps, Yuan Lang's vision was too high and his expectations were too high.

However, the food is always good. The chef cooks very authentic dishes. He ordered two dishes, went back to the house, had a full meal, and took a good lunch break.

Monk Wei was not so comfortable. After eating a table of dishes, he was sent out to digest.

I ran outside all afternoon.

"Boss, everything is done. I also told him the location. Captain Li should leave the city now."

In order to prevent the partition wall from having ears, Monk Wei lowered his voice and reported in a low voice.

Kazuki Yamamoto must be here, Yuan Lang has been thinking about his head for a long time.To make trouble in a big city like Yangquan, the three of them must have had a long life.

Of course, it is only by pulling his team in that he can be sure.

Right now, it is still necessary to confirm whether Yamamoto will appear tomorrow, and Yuan Lang still has a headache thinking about this matter.

Kazuki Yamamoto is a great Zeller, and those who know his whereabouts will not be low in status.

Deliberately inquiring about it is too easy to attract suspicion.

"Boss, there is something else that I think deserves attention." Monk Wei interrupted Yuan Lang's thinking very ignorantly.

He said angrily: "Speak up if you have something to say, what do you look like?"

Monk Wei said: "When I came back, I ran into a man who lived across the street. That man had calluses on his hands and he used a spear.

I suspect he is armed and must be a dangerous element.Will it spoil our business? "

In the era of war, soldiers in the flames of war, bandits who robbed houses, bodyguards of wealthy families, all kinds of people have guns.

Some people use guns too much, even if they are veterans, it is not uncommon to encounter one or two.

Yuan Lang didn't take it seriously, and ordered casually: "Just keep an eye on it a little bit, as long as it doesn't ruin our business, leave him alone."

After speaking, he waved Monk Wei to live in the next room, and he continued to ponder over how to confirm the information.

Diagonally across from the room where Yuan Lang lived, two men were discussing in low voices.

"The information is confirmed. Zhang Zhehao will be present tomorrow night." The stocky Li Yucai said in a low voice.

He is a local, and his ostensible identity is in the cotton business, and he has many cooperations with the Japanese.

The secret identity is a pawn developed by the military commander in Yangquan. After the original intelligence team was destroyed, he was activated.

"This traitorous dog is finally willing to come out. I thought he was hiding in the Devil's Gendarmerie Command and would never come out for the rest of his life!"

The emaciated Ren Qun slapped the table heavily, his emaciated physique contained formidable strength.

(End of this chapter)