Spy game? Stop guessing, I really am an undercover agent!

Chapter 118 Do you recognize me?
Dong dong qiang, dong dong qiang, the red silk cloth fell down, and a burst of gongs and drums sounded.

Lin Yongren stood on the temporary ceremonial platform erected in front of the business's gate, bowing to the celebrities, bank representatives, foreign firm managers, and industry peers who had come to support him, with a polite smile on his lips.

His gaze swept over several suspicious figures in the crowd. Ah, these days, no lively occasion is complete without the eyes of all sides.

The emcee announced loudly that Mr. Lin would like to give a speech.

Lin Yongren stepped forward, took the microphone, and cleared his throat: "Distinguished guests and colleagues, today is the opening of Hualong Trading Company. I am deeply grateful for your support."

"At this time of national crisis, it is everyone's responsibility to save the country through industry."

Hualong's establishment in the concession was not for the sake of isolation, but rather to leverage this geographical advantage to broaden trade routes, facilitate the exchange of goods between China and other countries, and use China's products to obtain urgently needed supplies, maintain people's livelihoods, and strive for survival and self-strengthening..."

As Chen Yang listened to the speech, his lips twitched involuntarily. It was written by a professor from the Shanghai Business School for Lin Yongren, who had paid twenty-five silver dollars.

In this era, the people who make the most money are not businessmen, but writers. This manuscript, which is only a few hundred words long, is being offered thirty silver dollars.

After much pleading and persuasion, they finally received twenty-five silver dollars, which was equivalent to two months' wages for a dockworker.

This is just an ordinary writer. If you find a famous one, like Guo Moruo or Yu Dafu, they can charge you hundreds of dollars for a single manuscript...

No wonder people say that the Republic of China was the golden age for intellectuals.

The voice on stage continued, and Lin Yongren said in a deep voice: "Hualong Trading Company integrates department stores, transportation, customs declaration and foreign exchange, and aims to become a bridge connecting East and West and serving China and the world."

"We will uphold the principles of integrity and facilitate trade worldwide. We are willing to join hands with everyone present to overcome difficulties and create a better future together!"

As soon as he finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted...

As the third wave of firecrackers went off, the doors of Hualong Trading Company opened at the opportune moment, and several girls dressed in welcoming attire stood in two rows.

Lin Yongren handed the microphone back to the emcee, stepped off the stage, and greeted the managers and supervisors of major foreign firms from the French Concession and the International Settlement, as well as several bosses from the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce, whom Chen Yang had invited, as they entered Hualong Trading Company together.

The original building was combined with an additional section, giving the business a total area of ​​nearly 900 square meters. The interior decoration of the lobby is a blend of Chinese and Western styles, featuring both modern glass counters and chandeliers as well as traditional mahogany furniture and landscape paintings.

The goods samples were dazzling, ranging from exquisite silk and porcelain, tung oil and pig bristles, to imported hardware and machinery, Western medicine and woolen fabrics, and everything else was available.

The most eye-catching feature is the huge business signage, clearly marking the locations of the department store, transportation department, customs brokerage department, and foreign exchange department...

Lin Yongren had no idea what these things were for, so Chen Yang was the one who answered when others asked questions.

Chen Yang speaks very quickly, and with the assistance of the AI ​​system, he can switch freely between various languages ​​when faced with inquiries from numerous foreign firm managers and Shanghai business owners.

"Mr. Wang, I'll arrange the dock and boat for your batch of raw silk. I guarantee it will arrive in Hong Kong Island three days faster than the market price."

"Mr. Smith, the tung oil sample you requested will be delivered to your office this afternoon."

“Mr. Fu, it might be a bit difficult for you to use railway transportation. The transportation in Jiangsu, Anhui, Zhejiang and Jiangxi provinces is fully booked recently. How about this, you contact Mr. Lin and send the supplies through the Jinling Logistics Emergency Transfer Channel to the Maigen Road warehouse first. I will arrange it for you as soon as a truck becomes available.”

……

As they walked and talked, in just over ten minutes, Chen Yang had already secured three months' worth of business with Hualong Trading Company.

Just as the atmosphere was getting lively, a slight commotion came from the doorway.

Several police officers in black uniforms and a middle-aged man in a Japanese-style suit with an arrogant expression walked in, accompanied by a bowing translator.

The noisy lobby fell silent instantly, and many people's eyes became wary. The lead detective walked up to Lin Yongren with a forced smile: "Mr. Lin, congratulations on your opening! Quite a grand affair."

"It is my responsibility to maintain order in the concession. I have come to offer my congratulations and also to check whether your business is operating in accordance with regulations."

He deliberately dragged out the last few words.

"Damn it, causing trouble on the very first day of business?" Lin Yongren was about to get angry when he saw Chen Yang subtly shake his head, signaling him to restrain himself.

Lin Yongren took a deep breath, barely managing to control his emotions: "Detective Zhu, before the shop opened, I made sure to give all the proper gifts."

"It's not very fair of you to pull this stunt at this time."

Zhu Tong smiled insincerely and said, "Boss Lin, I have no idea what kind of filial piety you're talking about. I'm just following the rules and regulations."

“Someone reported you for illegally adding a building. If you don’t have all the necessary permits, you’ll probably have to close down today.”

"Although opening and closing on the same day is indeed not a good omen, there's nothing we can do about it."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang's brows furrowed sharply. It was clear that someone had instructed him to cause trouble.

Seeing the smug Japanese businessman behind Zhu Tong, it was probably this guy's idea.

Damn, this little bastard probably hasn't died before.

Before Chen Yang could speak, footsteps sounded, and a group of people walked in through the gate. The leader said in Japanese as soon as he entered, "Chen-san, you didn't invite me to your business opening. That's really not very kind of you."

"Ino-kun? What brings you here?" Chen Yang asked, somewhat surprised when he saw who it was.

Yusuke Ino smiled and said, "Of course I came to see you because I have good news."

"Hmm, Mr. Chen, you don't look well. What happened?"

Chen Yang pointed to Zhu Tong and recounted the events.

"Baka." Ino Yusuke's pupils contracted slightly as he walked up to Zhu Tong. "You... do you even recognize me?"

Zhu Tong instinctively nodded and bowed, saying, "Greetings, sir. May I ask who you are?"

"Don't recognize me? Fine, I'll show you now. Drag him away and beat him." With a command from Yusuke Ino, two men emerged from the crowd and dragged Zhu Tong away without further ado.

The Japanese businessman behind Zhu Tong was trembling, clearly aware of Ino Yusuke's background.

"Who are you? It seems you know me?"

The man nodded quickly and said, "Mr. Ino, I am Matsutani Tsuichi from the Japanese Chamber of Commerce. I had a drink with you at the annual meeting, don't you remember?"

Yusuke Ino sneered, "You know me and still dare to cause trouble? That means you don't respect me. You idiot, how dare you! Drag him away and beat him."

As soon as he finished speaking, several more people rushed out from behind him, grabbed Matsutani Tsuichi, and left.

In an instant, the two leaders were dragged out and beaten, and the remaining junior officers were caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to stay or leave, and all stood there dumbfounded.

Chen Yang glanced at the group and uttered a single word: "Get lost."

(End of this chapter)