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

Chapter 119 Osaka Division
The group of police officers quickly bowed and scraped as they withdrew.

To make a living in this field, one must be adept at flattery, sycophancy, and social skills – all of which are fundamental.

The lower the rank of an employee, the clearer they are about who they can afford to offend and who they cannot.

Judging from Ino's behavior just now, she must be someone important, someone they can't afford to offend.

Do you really think there are that many Tie Lins in the French Concession?
"Ah Ren, take good care of the guests. Everyone, please enjoy the show. If you need anything, please make an appointment with Boss Lin," Chen Yang greeted the group and led Ino Yusuke and his party up to the second floor.

The second floor was also meticulously decorated, with plaques for handling various services hanging in each area, as well as offices exclusively for middle-level leaders.

The group walked all the way to an unsigned office inside.

Chen Yang opened the office door and invited everyone in.

Yusuke Ino winked at the people behind him, and everyone stopped. Only a kind-looking middle-aged man followed him into the office.

The smell of varnish from the renovation still lingers in the office.

Yusuke Ino smiled and said, "Mr. Chen, I've brought you a big client this time. Let me introduce you. This is Lieutenant Colonel Ken Terauchi from the Logistics Department of the Osaka Division."

The Osaka Division? The one that was later jokingly called the number one cowardly division in Japan by the Chinese?

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang couldn't help but curiously sized up Terauchi Ken.

His face had typical aristocratic features, with slightly high cheekbones and a jawline as clearly defined as if carved by a knife and axe, exuding an unquestionable majesty.

A bluish-black shadow settled beneath his eyelids, like carefully ground ink spreading out, silently telling of long hours of mental strain and sleeplessness.

His dark brown eyes, like pools in late autumn, possessed a profound depth mixed with a touch of aloofness.

The lines at the corners of his eyes were clearly visible, like rough laugh lines, like creases on the pages of an ancient book that were difficult to smooth out. A few strands of silver hair stubbornly mixed in with his meticulously combed black hair, making him exceptionally conspicuous.

A high, straight nose with an almost arrogant curve is a proud symbol of bloodline inheritance.

The lips are thin with a clear outline, and the corners of the lips naturally droop down, forming a line that is both kind and slightly aloof.

His face was smooth and beardless, but that deliberate cleanliness only added to his unapproachable distance.

In short, he gives the impression of being outwardly kind, but always maintains a distance from you, a distance that is the innate arrogance of the nobility.

"Mr. Terauchi, greetings. My name is Chen Yang." Chen Yang bowed slightly in greeting.

Terauchi Ken said in a gentle voice, "Mr. Chen, I've heard Matsui mention you before, and I know you're very capable."

"That's why I came all the way from Nanjing."

Indeed, a good reputation is essential for doing business, otherwise your customers will keep referring other customers.

Chen Yang smiled and said, "Mr. Terauchi, as far as I know, you have always cooperated with the Osaka Chamber of Commerce. What brings you here this time?"

Terauchi Ken slowly said, "We can cooperate with them on the matter of supplies."

"However, this time what we have in our hands is a bit, well, hot."

“Director Tanaka doesn’t have the guts, and besides, our division has already received orders to head north.”

"These things need to be disposed of as soon as possible before we set off."

"Regarding the price, we're the same as Matsui-kun; if you handle the shipping yourself, we can sell it to you at an 80% discount."

Chen Yang's heart stirred slightly; the Osaka Division was a tempting target.

You can question their combat capabilities, but you can never question their ability to procure supplies.

Moreover, this division has an excellent reputation.

They will give you exactly the amount of supplies they promise.

In his previous life, Chen Yang had read an interesting article about the Osaka Division.

It is said that the Fourth Division secretly made deals with the Northeast Anti-Japanese United Army during its time stationed in Northeast China.

When they couldn't gather enough guns to deliver the promised 600, the other party simply had a company of soldiers hand over their own weapons, managing to gather enough for 600 guns to send to the Anti-Japanese United Army.

At the time, many people thought it was impossible, and there was a heated debate about it on the forum.

The blogger who later posted the message went to Japan to verify the information with soldiers who had served in the Osaka Division back then.

The other party said that this kind of thing is very common, and that people in Osaka value credit the most.

However, whether or not this actually happened, they can't remember.

After all, they've done this kind of thing more than once—selling guns for money.

Chen Yang poured tea for the two of them, then poured himself a cup, took a small sip, and said, "Terauchi-kun, I wonder how many supplies you plan to sell?"

Terauchi Ken glanced at Ino Yusuke beside him, who nodded slightly, giving an affirmative look.

Terauchi Ken then pulled out a pre-prepared slip of paper from the inner pocket of his Japanese-style suit.

Chen Yang carefully reviewed the data, and the AI ​​program in his mind quickly performed calculations, soon producing an accurate number.

Chen Yang hesitated as he looked at the list of weapons on the note, "Terauchi-kun, are you sure you can come up with supplies worth a full 800,000 silver dollars?"

Terauchi Ken's inventory list was full of weapons, including Type 38 rifles, German-made weapons, Hanyang rifles, and so on.

All the miscellaneous items added up to nearly one million silver dollars.

Even with a 20% discount, this batch of goods would still cost nearly 800,000 silver dollars. Terauchi Ken glanced at Chen Yang with some surprise: "Mr. Chen's mental arithmetic ability is truly unbelievable."

"You can estimate the approximate price of so many weapons just by looking at them."

"That's right. Some of these weapons were captured from the battlefield, and some were regular logistical supplies."

"You can rest assured, the goods have been prepared long ago and are all stored in the warehouse in Jinling."

"If you're not comfortable with that, we can supply the goods first and settle the payment later."

Wow, these Osaka people have a knack for doing business; they dare to offer goods first and pay later, even with so many supplies.

Chen Yang was amazed by the other party's open-mindedness and even more shocked by their boldness.

It would be one thing if they were just selling supplies captured on the battlefield, but they even dared to sell firearms that were regularly supplied by logistics.

That's incredibly bold.

You should know that if the supervisory authorities find out, it could cost you your head.

"Mr. Terauchi, it's a deal. I will prepare the money within three days of the goods arriving in Shanghai and transfer it to the designated account under the name of overseas special investment funds."

"By the way, we are not responsible for any accidents that occur before the goods are loaded onto the truck. If an accident occurs after the goods are loaded onto the truck, we will provide full compensation. If there are any personal injuries, we will provide battlefield compensation at the level of a lieutenant."

Terauchi Ken's eyes lit up as he looked at Chen Yang and said, "Mr. Chen is quite adept at doing business."

"I think we will have many opportunities to cooperate in the future."

"Ino-kun, you guys have really good taste."

No sooner had Terauchi Ken finished speaking than Chen Yang, before he could even be modest, heard a knock on the door.

Lin Yongren leaned in halfway with a smile and said, "Excuse me, everyone, but Young Master, the Eldest Young Master needs to see you. Do you have time now? Judging from his expression, he seems quite anxious."

Lin Xueli? Chen Yang hesitated for a moment.

Since being imprisoned by the Nanjing Special Service Committee, Lin Xueli had rested for a full week.

Of course, it wasn't from being beaten or injured; according to Gao Yuying, it was entirely due to excessive fright.

Chen Yang could understand; after all, what businessman had ever seen such a scene before?

However, Chen Yang felt that Lin Xueli's behavior seemed somewhat abnormal, even though he wasn't sure if he was overthinking it.
"Mr. Chen, we'll take our leave now that you have something to attend to."

Terauchi Ken stood up and said, "I will arrange the transaction as soon as possible, and all procedures will be carried out according to Mr. Chen's wishes."

"Ino-kun, let's go."

Yusuke Ino bowed slightly to Chen Yang: "Chen-san, we'll be leaving now. Terauchi-kun will be staying in Shanghai for another day. Let's go for a drink at Night Shanghai tonight."

Chen Yang smiled and agreed.

No sooner had the two left than Lin Xueli and Lin Yongren walked in together.

"Ah Ren, you go out first. I have something to say to Chen Yang." Before Chen Yang could speak, Lin Xueli shooed Lin Yongren out.

Chen Yang looked at Lin Xueli and smiled, "Brother, what's the big deal? Why are you making it so mysterious? You can't even tell Ah Ren."

Lin Xueli pulled out a chair and sat down in front of Chen Yang, saying, "To be honest, I have a batch of goods I want to sell."

“But we can’t go through the normal channels. I know you’re also secretly transporting things for the black market.”

"So, I need a note from a customs inspector. Will you approve it or not?"

Chen Yang was taken aback: "Brother, this doesn't sound like the attitude of someone asking for a favor."

"Who acts so arrogantly when asking for help?"

Lin Xueli laughed and scolded, "Hey, you little bastard, do I have to kneel down and beg you for a favor?"

"You're colluding with the Japanese and have shady dealings with the black market. What? You can make money this way, but I can't make some too?"

Chen Yang quickly waved his hand and said, "Big brother, that's not what I meant. If you want to ship the goods, just contact second brother."

"Why bother coming all the way here? He can take care of the dock matters with just a word."

Lin Xueli said, "The second brother is a blockhead; I don't trust him to handle things."

“You are now the Chief Inspector of the Nanjing Customs Administration, and your seal is more valuable than his face.”

Chen Yang suddenly realized, "I understand now, brother, you want a pass that exempts you from inspection."

"It seems this shipment isn't ordinary supplies; it's probably medicine."

Lin Xueli's face flushed slightly: "Why are you asking so many questions? The rule in this business is that we never ask where the goods come from."

"Hey, I'll pay you one layer of shipping fee according to the rules, okay?"

Chen Yang laughed and said, "I can't accept your shipping fee. When are you planning to ship the goods? I'll have someone prepare them."

"Of course, the sooner the better," Lin Xueli said without hesitation. "You know how hot this stuff is, so it's safer to deal with it as soon as possible."

Chen Yang smiled and said, "No problem, I'll take care of it for you this afternoon."

Lin Xueli seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and looked at Chen Yang, suddenly asking, "You haven't done anything heinous to the Japanese, have you?"

(End of this chapter)