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

Chapter 193 Make Good Arrangements
"Boss, you've finally come out." Lin Su appeared behind Chen Yang just as he closed the door to the private room.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yang frowned.

"Boss, I can't handle your VIP guests, you'll have to do it yourself," Lin Su said, her face pale, glancing fearfully at a private room at the far end of the third floor.

Chen Yang waved his hand and said, "Alright, I know what to do. You go and do your thing."

Lin Su nodded, glanced at the private room in front of her, and asked somewhat uneasily, "Boss, Miss Kyoko has only been here for a little over ten days and doesn't know anything yet. You want her to contact Colonel Yamaki?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang revealed a cryptic smile: "Miss Lin, you've been in this industry for so long and you still don't understand."

"The so-called 'beauty trap' is not about the beauty, but about the scheme."

"People always have regrets about things they couldn't have when they were young."

As the saying goes, flowers may bloom again, but youth never returns.

"At Colonel Yamaki's age, if he could make up for the regrets of his youth, he would definitely be willing to pay any price."

"Hehe, that's the real strategy."

After a pause, Chen Yang softly stated his conclusion: "So, whether someone is beautiful or not is not important, because the real beauty trap is never aimed at the body, but at the heart."

Lin Su nodded as if she understood, then quickly urged, "Boss, let's go quickly, those people are probably getting impatient."

As she spoke, Lin Su helped Chen Yang straighten his clothes, and then led him to another private room on the third floor.

The people in this private room were no ordinary individuals; they were no longer low-ranking officers, but Major General Otani Unshichi, Commander of the Military Police Headquarters, and Major General Sato Fumitasu, Chief of Army Logistics.

These two are the real power figures in the army system.

The fact that the conversation took place in a place like Yuelongsha implies that the content of the conversation was sensitive and informal.

The door was opened silently.

The first thing that catches the eye is Major General Fumita Sato, the Army Logistics Minister. He is a bit older and slightly overweight, and always has a slightly tired smile on his face, but his narrow eyes gleam with a calculating light.

Beside him was Major General Otani Unshichi, the commander of the military police. He was tall and upright, with a cold and stern face and sharp eyes like a hawk. Even in civilian clothes, he exuded an unquestionable majesty and murderous aura.

Chen Yang bowed respectfully at a ninety-degree angle: "General Sato! General Otani! Your humble servant Chen Yang is deeply honored!"

Sato Fumiya waved his hand with a smile, appearing very easygoing: "Mr. Chen, no need for formalities. The cigars from Tsukishiro are quite good, relax."

Otani Yunqi simply nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over Chen Yang as if he wanted to see through him from the inside out.

A waitress dressed in a gorgeous kimono entered silently, poured them hot sake, and then quietly withdrew, closing the door behind her.

After a while, Otani Yunqi snorted softly, somewhat dissatisfied, "That bastard Yamaki refuses to come over."

Cheap woman? This is too outrageous!

"What you mean, Mr. Yamaki, is that they are the Suzhou River and you are the Huangpu River," Chen Yang explained in a gentle voice. "I think Mr. Yamaki may not be ready for a joint effort yet, but I have already persuaded him to join the network."

"Therefore, please rest assured that our supply business will have the most mature and fastest network in the future."

"Lord Sato, Lord Otani, for our future, please..."

Chen Yang raised his wine glass and made an inviting gesture.

The two exchanged a glance, then simultaneously raised their glasses and clinked them together with Chen Yang.

After exchanging a few pleasantries and taking a sip of wine, Sato Fumita took a puff of his cigar and slowly exhaled a smoke ring: "Chen-san, I think you've done a great job with the supplies. So far, I haven't heard any complaints."

"However, we cannot neglect our primary duties. I would like to hear your honest opinion as a transportation expert."

"Recently, the complaints from various divisions and supply depots about delayed supplies have almost overwhelmed my office. Especially in the southern Jiangsu and northern Zhejiang regions, many units' supplies, medicines, and even mail are stuck in Shanghai and cannot be sent out."

"You're in charge of the land transport hub, tell me, what exactly happened? Was the railway line severely damaged by the guerrillas? Or... is there a problem with our internal scheduling?"

Chen Yang put down his wine glass, leaned forward slightly, and wore a solemn expression with a perfectly measured hint of grievance: "General Sato, General Otani, I dare not conceal anything. Safety issues with the railway line do exist, but they are not the primary cause in the near future."

"The main difficulty... lies in the extreme shortage of transport capacity and... the difficulty in balancing priority allocation."

"Since the end of the Wuhan campaign, the demand for transporting captured supplies, replenishing troops, and various 'special missions' to the front lines has surged, and almost every train leaving Shanghai has been given 'highest priority'."

"Often, regular military supply trains have to give way, be delayed, or even have their formations canceled."

“Our transportation department follows the regulations, but... often orders come from multiple different systems, and sometimes even conflicting orders, which makes it really hard for us to cope.”

"As you know, I'm just a transportation section chief, and I can't refuse the requests from all parties."

Otani Yunqi suddenly spoke up: "Conflicting commands? Which systems specifically? Which commands?"

Chen Yang sighed: "General Otani is wise! This different system... for example... for example, the Navy sometimes forcibly requests to use wagons or cargo holds that have already been allocated to the Army to transport their supplies, on the grounds of 'emergency fleet needs'."

"For example, some intelligence agencies have special transportation requirements with extremely high secrecy levels. We have no right to inquire about the contents and can only give priority to their passage... All of these greatly reduce the space available for regular resupply." Sato Fumita frowned, clearly dissatisfied with the interference from the Navy and intelligence agencies, and snorted, "These guys are always causing trouble."

Otani Yunqi's tone grew even colder: "Intelligence agency? Which intelligence agency? The Doihara Agency? Or the Kagesa Agency? What are they transporting? What's the frequency?"

Chen Yang looked extremely troubled: "General Otani, please forgive me... The classification of those transport missions... I really have no right to know the specific details. I only know that the orders come from the highest level and must be carried out unconditionally."

“Minister Oshima always compromises with the other side, which puts us in a very passive position and disrupts the whole plan every time.”

"Especially the Special Higher Police, they seem to be targeting the Transportation Section, I don't know if it's the Transportation Section or just me personally."

“In the past six months, they have listed me as a target for investigation several times.”

"I have reason to believe that I have been treated very unfairly."

Both Otani Yunqi and Sato Fumita showed a hint of understanding on their faces.

Chen Yang's identity was already quite sensitive within the Ministry of Transport. If any mistakes were made, the Special Higher Police would instinctively place their suspicions on him.

This wasn't the first time; when Chen Yang was summoned to the Special Higher Police for questioning, it was because Otani Unshichi put pressure on Fujita Tsuyoshi.

“Mr. Chen, I understand your difficulties. In the future, I will communicate with the Special Higher Police and try my best not to cause you any trouble.”

Otani Yunqi said slowly, "These people are taking the supplies we give them, but they are trying to hinder our efficiency in every possible way. They are a bunch of good-for-nothings who are more likely to cause trouble than anything else."

Sato took a puff of his cigar, exhaled a cloud of smoke, and said, "Mr. Chen, you need to pay more attention to the transportation matters."

"Any difficulties must be reported truthfully. If Mr. Otani cannot resolve them, our Army Ministry will also intervene."

"Efficiency is the most important thing, and efficiency cannot decline."

Chen Yang nodded and said, "Yes, sir! I understand! Thank you for your instructions, Generals! I will quickly review all plans, overcome all difficulties, and prioritize the transportation of the supplies designated by the Generals!"

Sato Fumiya nodded in satisfaction, raised his glass and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Chen."

Chen Yang quickly picked up his cup and clinked it with Sato's.

With the work matter settled, the group exchanged a few pleasantries, and Chen Yang smiled and said, "Mr. Otani, Mr. Sato."

"With the New Year approaching, I plan to take this opportunity of resigning before the New Year to invite some people to get together in Yue Long Sha."

"I've also prepared some New Year's gifts for everyone."

Sato smiled and said, "We should avoid gatherings if possible. The Empire's resources are strained right now, so let's not be extravagant."

Chen Yang nodded: "What Mr. Sato said is true. However, it is rare to have such an opportunity. It will be beneficial for our future development to meet."

"By the way, I've already prepared your gifts,"

Chen Yang gently tapped the bell on the table. After two tinkling sounds, the door to the private room was pushed open, and two women in kimonos walked in carrying trays.

They naturally placed the items from the tray in front of the two of them.

Chen Yang smiled and said, "Mr. Sato, Mr. Otani, these are private accounts opened for you at Citibank in the United States."

"It's using the name of Huafu Fund's dividend distribution,"

"There's another key; it's for Sumitomo Group's newest villa project in Kyoto."

“Each key is specially made, representing your distinguished status.”

The key to the Kyoto villa, plus a Citibank account.

Although they didn't know how much money would be inside, Sato and Otani both understood that the amount would definitely satisfy them.

The two quietly picked up the keys and account. Sato took a sip of sake, extinguished his cigar, and said, "Mr. Chen, it's getting late, we'll head back now."

Chen Yang stood up and said, "Lord Sato, you work day and night, I think you should take a rest."

"By the way, I've arranged a professional physiotherapist for you, which I believe will be helpful to your health."

As he spoke, Chen Yang clapped his hands slightly.

The door to the private room opened, and two well-dressed women walked in one after the other.

The two women each had their own unique features; one had a slender waist, delicate features, and was only eighteen or nineteen years old.

The other woman, however, had large breasts and a wide bottom, with a voluptuous figure and fair skin.
Sato and Otani both showed expressions of satisfaction.
Chen Yang added, "Miss Ryoko, Miss Mikuko, please take good care of these two gentlemen."

"Hai..."

(End of this chapter)