Period drama: Old Cao's carefree life

Chapter 13 I've been a coward since I was a child
With the deal settled, it was time for eating, drinking, and having fun.

The addition of several girls made the atmosphere even more lively.

These waitresses, who are disguised as waitresses, may look like they are in their thirties, but women in this age group are at the peak of their charm. Every smile, every gesture, exudes the elegance of a mature woman.

The key is that they are not like young girls who are self-righteous and pretentious. Their service is incredibly considerate and meticulous, and their skills in serving people are more and more proficient than the last.

They've mastered the art of feigning reluctance to please, saying they want to buy DVDs while constantly snuggling into your arms—it's incredibly alluring.

Being a maid here, it's obviously not enough to not know how to please men. In the midst of half-hearted resistance, the desire to conquer is something that few men can resist.

But if you really want to be a little more unrestrained, they become delicate and coquettish, pushing you away with a force even less than a cat's, making the men feel like they're being scratched by cat claws.

After a few drinks, an ambiguous atmosphere filled the small private room.

The proprietress appeared in the private room at just the right moment, with an ambiguous smile: "Ono-kun, Fujita-kun, distinguished guests, the rooms have been prepared and you are welcome to rest at any time."

"Well, I'm not a good drinker, I really need to go to my room and rest." Ono Oda swayed as he got up, giving the others a lewd grin.

"So, are you going to continue drinking, or are you planning to disappoint these ladies?"

Matsui Koji, with the same smile, held a soft object in his hand and laughed loudly amidst his female companion's coquettish "Oh my god!": "How could we do such an unrefined thing? Come on, come on, the beauties have had too much to drink and need to rest. We are gentlemen!"

Cao Wei Da had a nightmare in which a beautiful female demon kept baring her teeth at him, and yang energy was flowing into her body.

The next morning, Cao Weida stretched lazily in front of the Youtao Restaurant.

Can we say that we've brought glory to our country?
In my previous life, I had thought about bringing glory to the country more than once, but I was unable to realize it even after transmigrating.

Unexpectedly, it was after traveling through time that my wish was fulfilled.

It has to be said, as expected of the birthplace of my childhood mentors, their skills are truly impressive.

He smacked his lips, glanced back at the Yutao Well sign, and said, "I'll have to come and support your business more often in the future. This opportunity to bring glory to the country doesn't come around often."

Forget it, I can't keep thinking about the pleasure quarters. I need to get on with Ono Oda and the others' business as soon as possible. Time is of the essence.

"rickshaw."

Cao Wei Da waved his hand.

"Coming right here!! Oh, sir, it's you! What a coincidence!"

I'll curse your grandma's legs!

More like fate!

Cao Wei Da was furious; he never expected it to be that scoundrel Wen San: "Excuse me, where nearby can I buy cigarettes?"

"It's just across the alley next door."

"Thank you." Cao Weida showed no hesitation, didn't even glance at him, and simply turned and left.

Wen San: "."

Damn it, you're making fun of me first thing in the morning, you son of a bitch!

Pooh! !

At the entrance of the Fifth District Police Station, Cao Weida tossed 50 cents to the rickshaw driver and walked into the station amidst the driver's profuse thanks, which amounted to almost thanking his ancestors eight generations back.

As soon as I entered, I was stopped by the many gatekeepers who had been waiting for me.

"Hey buddy, you didn't come home all night, did you get into any trouble?"

Duomen's face was full of worry; his concern came from the bottom of his heart.

Cao Weida felt it and his heart warmed. "Don't worry, Master Duo, I'm perfectly fine."

He looked around and lowered his voice, saying, "I was just keeping Ono Oda and the others company. We drank late, so we found a place to spend the night."

"By the way, why are you here so early? You have Ono looking after you."

"It's better to keep a low profile, but you still have to show up for your shift." Duomen was a low-key and reserved person, and he used his philosophy of life to teach Cao Weida.

"Although we've managed to get on Ono's good side, it's best to keep a low profile. We should still be on duty and patrol as needed, so as not to give anyone cause for gossip."

"There are too many people and too many eyes in this police station. No one can tell who is a good person and who is a bad one. I don't want to arouse jealousy."

"Yes, I'll listen to Master Duo." Cao Weida was not the kind of person who would become arrogant after gaining power, nor did he ever think that he could look down on everyone just because he had a little status.

Such people are often foolish and are the ones who die the fastest.

"As long as you know what's going on, I'm relieved." Although they had only known each other for a little over half a year, he still knew a thing or two about Cao Weida's personality.

What he feared was that Cao Wei's sudden rise to power would cause him to become impetuous.

Seeing that he still remained true to himself, he naturally didn't need to worry too much.

However, he still had some things to remind you: "Even though you've made a deal with Ono Oda, you must always be aware of your own position and never really treat him as a friend."

Instead of being impatient with Duomen's talkativeness, he was quite pleased and smiled, saying, "Don't worry, Master Duo. Putting aside the saying that those who are not of our kind must have different intentions, their status is not something we can reach right now."

"Don't worry, I won't really consider myself their friend. I'm keeping a close eye on things."

"You've forgotten, I'm one of the three most notorious cowards in our branch. I've been as timid as a mouse since I was a child."

Hearing Cao Weida tease him like that, Duomen couldn't help but laugh. He pointed at Cao Weida and said, "You, you! I was fooled by you before too. You're not just a coward, you're incredibly audacious!"

The two men checked in, chatting and laughing. Cao Weida looked around and asked in confusion, "Master Duo, why isn't the director here today? Has the search ended?" "No way, he's still a long way off." Duomen was about to say something when he caught sight of someone walking over and immediately shut his mouth.

Cao Weida looked over and saw that bastard with the mourning stick walking towards them, all high and mighty.

"Master, I have something to attend to." Cao Weida didn't want to deal with the wailing stick; he was afraid he wouldn't be able to resist giving him a few hard slaps.

Let's be patient for now. Once we've improved our relationship with Ono Oda and the others, we'll settle accounts with that son of a bitch, Kusangbang.

"I wonder which bastard the resistance fighters killed, and how they are now. I hope they didn't get caught but died from infection."

These days, anti-inflammatory drugs are controlled substances, and even hospitals need to submit a report before they can use them.

The Japanese soldiers didn't know where these people were, and Cao Weida naturally knew even less. He didn't even know how many of them there were. Even if he wanted to help, there was nowhere to turn. He could only pray for them in his heart.

Thinking this, I made my way to the Confidential Section.

Knock knock~~
"Hey bro, is Zheng Chaoyang here?"

"Look, he just arrived and is writing some materials over there."

Cao Weida looked in the direction he was being directed to, and Zheng Chaoyang, who had heard someone call his name, also looked over.

“Cao Wei Da?” Zheng Chaoyang raised an eyebrow. Outsiders all knew he was cowardly and timid, so as an insider, he couldn’t possibly be unaware of it.

But he didn't know the other person at all, so why was he suddenly asking for him by name?
Although he didn't know the specific reason, he still got up and walked over. "Hey buddy, you wanted to see me?"

He remained vigilant, his mind racing, trying to figure out if he had slipped up in the past few days.

As a Communist Party spy, he constantly faced the risk of being exposed.

Perhaps a small detail will expose his undercover identity.

"Brother Chaoyang, I need your help with something. You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? How about we grab some together?"

Zheng Chaoyang raised an eyebrow again. They wanted his help?
He's just a clerk in the confidential section, he has no power and no connections, so what can he possibly need me to help him with?

Could it be that the other party suspects me and wants to test me?

But it doesn't seem like it. Given Cao Wei Da's timid nature, if he suspected him, he would either report it to his superiors directly or pretend not to know. Would he have the guts to test him personally?

If it's not true, that's fine. But if it really is, aren't you afraid of killing him?

His mind raced, but in a flash, Zheng Chaoyang flashed his signature fake smile: "Oh, someone's treating me to breakfast? What a stroke of luck!"

"I'm hungry too, shall we go now?"

They were all in one place, inside a private room.

"Boss, two bowls of tofu pudding and two baskets of shumai, please deliver to the private room."

Zheng Chaoyang exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, Brother Cao, you're amazing! I'm really benefiting from your help. I've only heard of this place before, but this is my first time here."

"This is nothing, have a seat."

After ordering breakfast and waiting for the food to be served, Cao Weida closed the door, took out a cigarette, and offered one to Cao Weida: "Want one?"

Zheng Chaoyang hesitated for a moment, but ultimately accepted it.

"Speak up, brother, what brings you here? You've made such a grand gesture to invite me here, there must be something important."

Cao Wei Da lit a cigarette, took a puff, and slowly exhaled white smoke from his nostrils. He nodded.
"I do need your help with something. I have a batch of goods that I'd like to sell through your transportation network."

Before he could finish speaking, Zheng Chaoyang was startled and quickly waved his hand to interrupt, "Brother, you must have the wrong person. You're too bold. You dare to say such things without even finding out the facts?!"

"I'll pretend I didn't hear anything today, and you didn't say anything either. I guess I'm not fortunate enough to have this meal. Goodbye."

“Brother Chaoyang, this is no fun,” Cao Weida interrupted with a smile. “If I weren’t absolutely certain, why would I have come to you?”

Before Zheng Chaoyang could refute, he slowly spoke again:
"Xian Dengkui, do I need to make myself clearer?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Zheng Chaoyang was startled, but still vehemently denied it, his face showing anger.

"Cao Weida, we were colleagues after all, and we have no past grudges or recent conflicts. How can you just throw mud at me like this?! That's not very fair!"

"Do you know this is something that could cost you your head?!"

He was an undercover agent for the Red Party, tasked not only with gathering intelligence but, more importantly, with using his position to transport urgently needed supplies to the rear.

The transportation route they took was Xian Dengkui's secret transportation channel.

If Cao Wei Da was indeed sent by the Japanese to test them, and he confessed, the crime of selling war materials would be enough to execute him!
His death is insignificant, but the delay in delivering the intelligence and supplies needed by the Red Party makes his crime much greater!
"It seems Brother Chaoyang still doesn't believe me." Cao Weida smiled, not surprised at all. After all, this concerned his life and fortune, how could he possibly admit it just because someone said a few words?

He's a seasoned undercover agent.

Even if it's just a couple of sentences, he'll still argue back if the evidence is irrefutable.

"Brother Chaoyang, sit down, sit down. Why are you so agitated? I have no ill intentions. On the contrary, I need your help."

Zheng Chaoyang seemed very angry and showed no intention of sitting down. "I'm already grateful that you're not trying to pin this on me. I'm just a lowly clerk; I don't have any influence to help you."

"If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now. I didn't see you today, and I didn't hear anything!"

"Brother Chaoyang, you don't need to be so nervous. I really do need your help." Cao Weida's expression turned serious. Facing an agent like Zheng Chaoyang, if he didn't show sincerity, the other party would absolutely not believe a word he said!

(End of this chapter)