Espionage codename: Shen Gongbao

Chapter 162 Zhou Fohai's Attitude

The curtains in the office were drawn tightly.

Ding Mocun lay on the sofa, his face ashen and his eyes narrowed.

Shen Yue knelt at his feet to help him calm down.

Ding Mocun was furious just thinking about what happened last night.

That should have been a golden opportunity for him to turn his life around.

After Yu Yefeng eliminates Zhang Xiaolin and takes over most of the Shanghai Green Gang's territory, and with the help of Nomura Masakazu and Zhou Fohai, the Ding Mansion will surely be established.

At that time, Ding Mocun will have the Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Zhou Fohai, and the Green Gang's influence.

Li Shiqun's No. 76 is nothing.

But now it's all destroyed.

That bastard Chen Mo shot Yu Yefeng dead.

The Japanese were willing to help him establish the Ding Mansion, not because they valued Ding Mocun's reputation, but because of the Green Gang resources controlled by Yu Yefeng.

Without Yu Yefeng, the name "Ding Mansion" would be a joke.

What's even more infuriating is that rumors are circulating that he gave the order to fire that shot.

Li Shiqun took the opportunity to complain to Mr. Wang, and then got rid of Linzhijiang's group completely.

Now he's truly a lone commander.

Fortunately, Ding Zijun was quick-witted enough to take on part of the task.

Zhou Fohai, under the pretext of conducting an investigation, transferred Ding Zijun to Nanjing.

It's called detention, but it's actually protection.

Otherwise, given Zhang Xiaolin's temper after narrowly escaping death last night, Ding Zijun would either be chopped into mincemeat by the Green Gang or lose two legs.

"Knock knock!"

There was a knock on the door.

Wang Xuesen's voice came from outside.

"Director, it's me."

Ding Mocun tensed up, then, having finished his business, slowly exhaled a breath of stale air: "You can go out now."

Shen Yue wiped her mouth and whispered, "Director Ding, about what you promised me last time—"

She was unaware of the secrets between Ding Mocun and Yu Yefeng.

But having spent so much time with Ding Mocun, she had come to understand some of the intricacies of the situation.

Judging from his expression, I knew that another good thing had probably fallen through.

Ding Mocun was already annoyed, and her urging immediately ignited his anger: "Don't worry."

"There will be benefits, and you'll get your share."

Shen Yue muttered under her breath, "He always says that."

Ding Mocun's face immediately darkened: "You shameless wretch, don't you know how to be ungrateful?"

"Believe it or not, I'll slap you across the face!"

"Asakusa stuff!"

"roll!"

Shen Yue was both embarrassed and angry. She grabbed her handbag and stormed off in her high heels.

The door opened.

Wang Xuesen, impeccably dressed in a suit, smiled warmly and said, "Ms. Shen."

Shen Yue snorted and turned to leave.

It's obvious that he's been upset.

Wang Xuesen couldn't help but click his tongue inwardly.

Old Ding really lacks vision.

You can't even coax a woman, yet you want to play politics?

He deserved to be sidelined by Li Shiqun.

He walked into the office, closed the door behind him, and said with a smile, "Uncle, you wanted to see me?"

Ding Mocun leaned back on the sofa, rubbing his temples, and gave a curt "hmm" without much emotion.

Wang Xuesen took out a delicate porcelain bottle from his pocket, placed it in front of Ding Mocun, and winked, saying, "Uncle, this is Dr. Du's newly improved Tiger Penis Pill. The effect is stronger than before. It's simply a blessing for middle-aged men."

As he spoke, he put down another check.

"Also, this is the fee the Chamber of Commerce gave you last month."

"I told them that you've been taking the blame for them a lot lately, so we can't stick to the old ways."

"So it went up by 20%."

Ding Mocun's originally pale face finally looked a little better.

"sit."

He crossed his legs and looked at Wang Xuesen, then suddenly asked, "Did you plan the upgrade of the Grand Stage?"

"Uncle, what you said has frightened me," Wang Xuesen said, feigning shock.

"I almost died there."

"If I hadn't been lucky enough to survive, I wouldn't have the chance to sit here and offer you my respects now."

Ding Mocun stared at him without saying a word.

Wang Xuesen continued to explain: "Director Li asked me to accompany Liu Zhongwen to see a play, saying it was to support Zhang Xiaolin."

"At first I thought it was just a formality."

"Who knew that Yu Yefeng's side was actually setting up a trap?"

"My legs went weak when the Annamese rushed in."

"Then the fourth brother suddenly opened fire again."

"Uncle, to be honest, even now when I think about it, my back still breaks out in a sweat."

His words were a mix of truth and falsehood.

But Ding Mocun had long been blind to the truth at No. 76.

Even regarding Ding Zijun's assassination attempt on Wang Xuesen, all Ding Mocun knew was that it was a personal grudge between Ding and himself.

As for his secret talks with Zhang Xiaolin, Ding Mocun had no idea where he was.

As he spoke, he brewed some tea and pushed it towards the tea planter.

"Li Shiqun and Zhang Xiaolin have joined forces and ruined my great plan!" Ding Mocun sighed angrily after taking a sip of his drink.

Wang Xuesen immediately looked puzzled: "Uncle, what's wrong?"

Ding Mocun waved his hand: "Never mind."

"It's already come to this, there's no point in saying more."

"I've had the worst luck ever lately."

"Of all the people in this building, you're the only one who's still willing to come and see me."

Wang Xuesen sighed: "Uncle, what you said makes me feel bad."

"I, Wang Xuesen, owe my success today entirely to your support back then."

I don't care how people outside change.

"To me, you'll always be family."

Ding Mocun felt much better after hearing this.

Unlike Ying Ying and those opportunists who now avoid Li Shiqun because of his growing power.

Wang Xuesen then said, "Linzhijiang is gone."

"I tried to persuade him to stay on your behalf."

"But fearing retaliation from Li Shiqun, he resigned with his group of people."

"I can't forcefully stop you."

Ding Mocun cursed with a gloomy face, "That traitorous dog."

"That fourth brother, is he one of his men?"

Wang Xuesen nodded: "Yes."

Ding Mocun sneered: "This kid not only ruined my plan, but now everyone outside is saying that I ordered Yu Yefeng to be killed."

"OK."

"I'll skin them alive sooner or later."

"Uncle, what's done is done, there's no point in thinking about it anymore, let's look forward," Wang Xuesen advised.

Ding Mocun lit a cigarette, took a puff, pointed at him, and said, "Xuesen, you're just too honest."

"You can't beat Li Shiqun."

"He has Hu Junhe, Wu Sibao, and Ye Jiqing pulling strings for him outside."

"No matter how good you are at interpersonal relationships or how much money you can give, you'll only ever be a head of an interrogation room at best."

"Climb higher?"

"You're not going to get the deputy director position; your future is pretty much set in stone."

Wang Xuesen smiled wryly: "Uncle, how could I dare to even think about becoming a deputy director?"

"I'd be lucky if we could just manage to keep things in order."

Ding Mocun leaned back on the sofa and said calmly, "I can't stay in number seventy-six any longer."

"Mr. Zhou intends for me to go to Nanjing to work on the position of Minister of Police."

"Why don't you come to Nanjing with me and be my secretary/assistant?"

Wang Xuesen's heart sank.

Ye Jiqing's information was indeed correct.

Zhou Fohai is really preparing to promote Ding Mocun to the position of Minister of Police.

Old Ding may lack ability, but his status is sufficient, especially given his relationship with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and Nomura Shoichi.

Zhou Fohai pushed him to the forefront, firstly to restrain Li Shiqun, and secondly to secure a significant position for the CC Clique within the Wang Jingwei regime.

He could then hide in the back, ready to attack or defend as needed.

The abacus beads were almost hitting Wang Xuesen's face.

Wang Xuesen picked up his teacup, took a sip, and tentatively said, "Uncle, Mr. Zhou is truly kind to you."

"With Mr. Zhou around, your career is sure to flourish."

Ding Mocun glanced at him sideways: "Brother, you don't understand."

"What's this talk of showing favoritism or not?"

"You have to rely on yourself to forge iron."

Wang Xuesen immediately sat up straight: "Uncle is right."

Seeing that his attitude was quite good, Ding Mocun said a few more words: "Mr. Wang's new government's funding mostly comes from the Asia Development Institute."

"The Asia Development Institute has deep ties with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."

"I have a good relationship with Shimizu Tozo and the embassy."

"Zhou Fohai's can only run for Minister of Finance without the support of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."

"He pushed me up, which was ultimately a mutual help, or you could say it was mutual exploitation."

Wang Xuesen nodded in realization: "I see."

"If you hadn't gone into No. 76 and had gone straight to the finance department, you probably would have been very successful by now."

Ding Mocun casually picked up the porcelain bottle containing the tiger penis pills, uncorked it, and smelled it.

Spicy and pungent.

strong enough!

"Let's skip the finance department."

"In terms of popularity and reputation, I can't compare to Zhou Fohai."

He looked up at Wang Xuesen.

"After saying all that, have you figured it out?"

"Would you like to come to Nanjing with me?"

Wang Xuesen did not answer immediately.

Ding Mocun valued him simply because he was good at making money and could get things for free anytime.

In critical moments, they can also handle those shady women and messy affairs.

To put it bluntly, in Lao Ding's eyes, he was nothing more than a breathing money bag and toilet paper.

Of course, Lao Ding's experience speaks for itself, and he will be of great use in the future.

It's not time to completely confront each other or turn against each other yet.

Thinking of this, Wang Xuesen put down his teacup, a hint of difficulty creeping into his smile.

"Logically speaking, since you've asked, I have no objection."

"But I think I'll pass."

Ding Mocun frowned: "What's wrong?"

Wang Xuesen sighed, "Wanjia is in Shanghai."

"As you know, I don't have any great ambitions."

"Make some money, take care of the family, and live a comfortable life—that's enough for me."

"No matter how nice Nanjing is, it can't compare to the glitz and glamour of Shanghai."

Ding Mocun remained silent.

Wang Xuesen added, "Besides, Zijun has always held a prejudice against me."

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"If I go to Jinling with you, he may not be happy."

"My uncle is a man destined for great things, and he hates internal strife the most."

"Although I won't be of much use staying with Li Shiqun, I can at least get some information for you."

These words struck a chord with Ding Mocun.

Ding Zijun was well aware of Su Wanjia's feelings for him.

Now, with the help of Zhou Fohai, we've managed to hide this kid in Jinling and keep him quiet for a few days.

If Wang Xuesen and his wife also go along, Ding Zijun will probably act recklessly again when he sees Su Wanjia.

When that time comes, forget about getting anything done; these two will be fighting tooth and nail.

Ding Mocun pondered for a moment, then finally nodded: "Alright then."

Wang Xuesen immediately cupped his hands in thanks: "Thank you for your understanding, Uncle."

Ding Mocun waved his hand: "I'll consider your future after I've taken up the post of Minister of Police."

"At that point, you won't be able to avoid going even if you want to."

Wang Xuesen laughed and said, "Uncle, if it really comes to that, I'll be willing to lead your horse and lift your stirrups."

Ding Mocun's mood improved considerably.

"Alright."

"Go."

Wang Xuesen got up to take his leave.

Just as he reached the door, Ding Mocun called out to him again: "I have an appointment with Shimizu Tosan to play tennis at the Japan Club at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. You should come too."

"My Japanese isn't very good, so it'll be more convenient for you to go."

"Okay, Uncle." Wang Xuesen readily agreed.

In the past, Ding Mocun always brought Mao Ziming and Ying Ying along, but now it seems there's really no one else available, so he has to rely on himself.

As soon as he stepped out of Ding Mocun's office, the smile on his face vanished.

Old Ding must never become the Minister of Police.

It's not because he's a bad person.

There aren't many good people in this building.

The key issue is that he was too incompetent, greedy, lustful, and narrow-minded; he was no match for Li Shiqun at all.

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It's a complete waste of the position of Minister of Police.

Of course, it's also easy to press him down.

Ultimately, this is an internal matter of the Wang Jingwei regime, and Wang Jingwei would never agree to it. Unless Zhou Fohai recommends him, Ding Mocun will most likely not be promoted.

Wang Xuesen returned to his office, closed the door, and lit a cigarette.

He stubbed out the cigarette as soon as it was lit.

I'm meeting Yang Shuhui tonight, so I should wear less cigarette smoke.

This woman is no pushover.

Yang Shuhui's ability to thrive in the black market and among wealthy wives' circles is not solely due to Zhou Fohai's reputation.

Greedy and shrewd.

This kind of woman is even harder to deal with than a man.

If you give her too little money, she'll think you're not sincere.

If you give her too much money, she'll suspect you have ulterior motives.

Wang Xuesen sat behind his desk, considered for a moment, then picked up the phone and dialed a number: "Wan'er, it's me."

"Are there any card games tonight?"

"Okay, got it!"

"Win more!"

After hanging up the phone, Wang Xuesen breathed a sigh of relief.

Wanjia somehow managed to arrange a meeting with Yang Shuhui.

He has to play a few rounds himself tonight.

A casual remark made by a woman at the card table can sometimes be more reliable than the information extracted by breaking three ribs in an interrogation room.

We need to ascertain Zhou Fohai's true attitude towards Ding Mocun in order to determine our next steps.

At 5 p.m., Li Shiqun convened a short, impromptu meeting.

There isn't much content.

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First, we will update the follow-up situation of the Grand Stage incident.

Secondly, he announced that he would soon be going to Qingdao and Nanjing to handle the preparations for Mr. Wang's new government, and that the daily affairs of No. 76 would be temporarily managed by Hu Junhe, the head of the intelligence department.

Hu Junhe finally got his wish and could enjoy being the acting deputy director for a while.

After the meeting, Wang Xuesen drove home.

He deliberately passed by Lao Du's pharmacy.

Wang Xuesen rolled down the car window halfway and glanced at the shop.

The words "Buying tiger penis and deer antler at high prices" are written crookedly on the wooden board on the right side of the lintel.

Emergency contact signal!

Wang Xuesen parked his car at the entrance of the alley diagonally opposite the pharmacy, got out, and went inside.

When Wang Xuesen entered, Old Du was preparing medicine for an old lady. When he saw Wang Xuesen come in, Old Du raised his chin and gestured behind him with his lips.

Wang Xuesen went straight to the consultation room.

A moment later, Old Du followed him in and locked the door.

Wang Xuesen got straight to the point: "I went to the hospital to see Liu Zhongwen; he's still alive."

"Are the people you sent alright?"

"Gan Cheng was stabbed twice, but thankfully not in vital areas. He won't die, but he'll need at least three to five months to recover," Du Song said in a deep voice.

Wang Xuesen frowned slightly.

Three to five months.

This means that Gan Chengzhen has rendered his excellent knife useless in the short term.

"It's good that he didn't die, it's a pity we couldn't get rid of that old dog." Wang Xuesen said with some regret.

"Liu Zhongwen used to be the captain of the Special Branch's smuggling and treachery team. You think he's so easy to kill?" Du Song rolled his eyes.

Wang Xuesen nodded: "The real person is indeed difficult to find."

"If we don't get rid of him now, it'll be harder to do it again later."

He's already suspicious.

Du Song waved his hand: "Let's not talk about him for now."

"The boss has a new assignment."

He lowered his voice and spoke faster than usual: "Tao Shengxi and Gao Zongwu successfully escaped from the Wang Jingwei regime and Xiang Da reached Hong Kong."

"Although the two of them participated in the secret talks between Japan and South Korea and knew some of the terms, they were not aware of the whole content."

"Even if it's published in the newspaper, it's unlikely to have the same killing power as Ye Zheng."

Wang Xuesen didn't interrupt.

He only heard the truth about Hua Zhen from Li Shipao that afternoon, so he had a general idea of ​​what had happened.

Du Song replied, "The Chairman has ordered that the boss and Xu Enzeng spare no effort to draft all the latest terms and conditions."

"We must expose Wang Jingwei's ugly face of colluding with the Japanese."

"District Chief Chen of Jinling District tried to skate, but failed."

"It just so happens that Chen Gongbo and Zhou Fohai have recently been negotiating with Japanese and foreigners in the business community and banks regarding the preparation of the new currency."

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"The boss means to see if you really have a solution."

Wang Xuesen asked, "Are you sure the two of them really have it?"

Du Song poured him some tea and pushed Hua Lai over, saying, "According to the boss, Zhou Fohai may not have been involved throughout the entire process, but Chen Gongbo is Wang Jingwei's confidant."

"Wang Zhaoming was in poor health, so Chen Gongbo was the one who actually drafted and negotiated most of the time."

"It is certain that Chen Gongbo has a complete grasp of the terms and conditions."

Wang Xuesen took a sip, glanced at him, and said, "Old Du, you don't mean for me to kidnap Chen Gongbo, do you?"

"When the real swindlers go out, they are under the strict protection of the military police. Let alone kidnapping, assassination is almost impossible."

"Yes, it's difficult." Old Du frowned.

"That's why the boss thought of you."

Wang Xuesen laughed: "Didn't Chengyao think of me when he gave out bonuses?"

Du Song laughed and said, "Don't be petty."

"Exposing the traitorous face of the Wang Jingwei regime is of great benefit to the entire anti-Japanese front and is definitely a great victory in the war of public opinion."

He held up two fingers.

"The boss said that if we succeed, we'll get at least two hundred taels of gold as a reward."

Two hundred taels.

Given Boss Dai's track record, this is already an outrageous bonus.

He dared not refuse Dai Li's orders.

"Okay, I'll give it a try."

He paused. "Is there anything else?"

Du Song added, "There's another personal matter."

"Du Yuesheng's butler, Wan Molin, asked District Chief Chen to take Tao Shengxi's wife and daughter away."

"Chen Gongshu has slipped up. There are people from No. 76 nearby watching the price. He hopes you can help him think of a solution."

Wang Xuesen nodded: "I know, Li Shipao even sent people to bribe the Tao family's servants."

"Wu Sibao is in charge of this matter."

"The good news is that Wu Sibao is currently so preoccupied with his family's mess that he can't think straight."

"But I don't have a clue right now. I need to take a few steps and see what happens before I can come up with a solution."

Speaking of Xiang Zhenli, he said in a serious tone, "Tell Old Chen that the person has been picked up, and he'll get at least two thousand US dollars."

Du Song glared at him: "You're obsessed with money."

Wang Xuesen declared confidently, "If saving lives were a free business, who would dare risk their life?"

Du Song, too lazy to argue with him, added, "There's one more thing."

"The Red Army and the Fu Army have been clashing frequently on the Shanxi-Shaanxi border recently. The Chairman has given the boss a secret order to change the strategy from allying with the Red Army to guarding against it."

"We need to be more cautious about anything involving tragic or tragic events in the future."

Wang Xuesen nodded: "Okay, I understand."

He changed the subject: "I've gotten back the drug distribution channels. If you can really go to the villages, give me a number."

"Take as much as you can."

Without wasting any words, Du Song grabbed a pen and quickly wrote down a list of medicine names and quantities on a prescription sheet before handing it to Hua.

Wang Xuesen glanced at it, memorized it, and then took out a lighter to burn the paper.

He got up to leave.

Du Song suddenly asked curiously, "Aren't you going to ask me where I sold the medicine to Xiang Gong'er?"

Wang Xuesen unlatched the door without turning his head: "I don't care about those things."

"As long as I can make money, that's fine."

After leaving the consultation room, he stopped in front of the counter and said to the clerk, "Prepare two more doses of the prescription that Dr. Du wrote for my wife last time."

The shop assistant quickly weighed out the medicine packets.

Wang Xuesen carried the medicine bag out the door and drove home.

Before even seeing the front door, Wang Xuesen could hear women's laughter and the sound of mahjong tiles coming from inside.

It was written in Japanese.

Wang Xuesen listened to a few words outside the door and got a general idea of ​​what was going on.

Yang Shuhui's willingness to play cards wasn't out of respect for Wang Xuesen.

A spoiled rich kid, the head of a small department (number 76), what weight does he carry in the public sector?

It's Mrs. Okamura.

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Wanjia was able to persuade Mrs. Okamura to do so, so Yang Shuhui naturally wouldn't give her any face.

Mrs. Okamura spoke up, so Yang Shuhui had no choice but to come.

Wang Xuesen straightened himself up and pushed open the door to go inside.

The four women were having a fierce fight.

"Xuesen is back." Su Wanjia waved to him.

Wang Xuesen walked over and bowed slightly, saying, "Mrs. Okamura, Mrs. Zhou, Mrs. Liao."

Mrs. Okamura smiled in Japanese and said, "Brother-in-law is back. Want to play a few rounds? Wanjia said you're pretty good at mahjong."

Mrs. Liao had just drawn a bad hand of cards, so she quickly stood up and said, "I'm tired of playing. Old Liao has high blood pressure, so I have to go back and keep an eye on him."

"Xuesen, can you play for me?"

Wang Xuesen thanked her repeatedly and saw Mrs. Liao out the door.

He sat down and picked up the cards Mrs. Liao had left behind, glancing at them.

Damn it!

That's terrible, no wonder he's so easy to talk to.

Not slipping is exactly what I wanted.

I'm not here to win money tonight.

He played with great discipline.

Feed them when they need to be fed, and let them out when they need to be let out.

Yang Shuhui won big and was all smiles.

Mrs. Okamura also won two small hands.

After a few rounds, the atmosphere became lively.

Yang Shuhui's defenses loosened considerably, and she began to talk about things outside the card table.

"Xuesen, you've been at 76 for a while now," she said casually, holding up her price tag. "Not planning on moving around?"

"I remember your relationship with Mr. Wang was quite special."

Wang Xuesen smiled and said, "Old Shi intends for me to hone my skills in the intelligence system first, no rush."

He paused, as if remembering something: "Director Ding mentioned to me today that he wants to send me to Xiang Jinling to be his assistant as the Minister of Police."

Yang Shuhui paused in her hand, scoffing, "This old Ding, he's already sealed himself off before the organization is even established."

Wang Xuesen quickly chimed in, half-praising and half-complaining: "Auntie is right."

"Everyone knows that Director Ding is Uncle Zhou's fellow townsman and close friend. With Uncle Zhou's abilities, he can promote whomever he wants."

Yang Shuhui pushed out a two-card handout without looking up: "It's really that simple."

"Your uncle has his eye on a lot of people."

"Who will take the position is still unknown."

She drew a card and reminded him, "Also, next time Ding Mocun mentions your Uncle Zhou, you'd better be careful."

"These days, anyone who claims to have a connection with my husband, Lao Zhou, can brag about it to the heavens."

"You need to be more discerning when looking at things."

Wang Xuesen nodded quickly: "Yes, thank you for your guidance, Auntie."

Yang Shuhui didn't say anything more.

But a few words are enough.

Wang Xuesen lowered his head and arranged the cards, quickly calculating in his mind.

The Zhou couple didn't value Ding Mocun; they disliked him.

If Yang Shuhui were optimistic about Dingmo Village, she wouldn't say such things in front of outsiders.

These words were somewhat tinged with resentment towards Lao Ding.

The game lasted for nearly two more hours.

Wang Xuesen and Su Wanjia lost a total of three thousand US dollars.

Yang Shuhui won a fortune, and even Mrs. Okamura made a small profit.

As she left, Yang Shuhui was in a very good mood and patted Su Wanjia's hand: "Wanjia, let's make another date."

Su Wanjia smiled and said, "Of course, of course, Auntie will come often."

Mrs. Okamura also got up to say goodbye.

Wang Xuesen personally saw Yang Shuhui off at the door. As she was about to get into the car, he whispered, "Auntie, I prepared a small gift for you. I gave it to the driver."

"Thank you, I'll visit you at my aunt's house another day," Yang Shuhui said happily.

Return to the Xiang family.

Su Wanjia leaned against the door frame, pouting, "Three thousand US dollars! My heart aches terribly."

Wang Xuesen took off his coat and hung it on the hanger: "The money was spent wisely, it wasn't a bad deal."

Su Wanjia poured him a glass of water, and the two sat down on the sofa.

"Xuesen, judging from Yang Shuhui's tone, it seems Mr. Zhou doesn't think highly of Ding Mocun?"

Wang Xuesen took a sip of the water and nodded, saying, "Ding Mocun did a terrible job at No. 76."

"Moreover, he has always been arrogant and, in particular, stingy and greedy."

"It's difficult for Zhou Fohai and his wife to leech off him."

"We can't count on anyone for important matters, and we can't get any money out of us."

"If it weren't for Nomura Masakazu's influence, judging from Yang Shuhui's tone, Lao Zhou would have preferred Yang Xinghua."

Su Wanjia handed him a peeled apple: "That's right."

"Zhou Fohai's most trusted confidants are Luo Junqiang and Yang Xinghua."

"Last time, he wanted to put Luo Junqiang in No. 76, but Ding Mocun, who had personnel power at the time, rejected it outright."

"If it were Yang Xinghua, it would naturally be much easier to control the East."

Wang Xuesen took a bite of the apple, chewed it for a moment, then suddenly stopped: "Wan'er, doesn't Yang Xinghua have a mistress named Ruan Xiaolian?"

Su Wanjia glanced at him: "Yes."

"Everyone in the industry knows this."

"Ruan Xiaolian studied in Haojing and now works in the archives department of the city hall. She is quite pretty and dances well."

She paused and said, "If a woman doesn't skate, she'll end up skating with a lot of people, and her reputation won't be too clean."

Wang Xuesen's eyes darted around, and he laughed: "If Ding Mocun were to steal Yang Xinghua's mistress, wouldn't the two of them really tear each other apart?"

Su Wanjia shook her head: "It's really not the deciding factor."

"The key to success is Shoichi Nomura."

"He is now supporting Ding Mocun from behind the scenes on behalf of the Navy and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. As long as he is there, Zhou Fohai will have no choice but to grit his teeth and push Ding Mocun."

Wang Xuesen flicked her nose and jokingly said, "Hmm, not bad, my tomboy has improved recently."

"Don't slip, don't panic. Li Shipiao is very slippery. He and Yingzuo Zhenzhao will deal with Nomura Masakazu."

"It's none of our business what the Japanese do."

"What we need to do is block the road to the edge of Dingmo Village."

He tossed the apple core into the ashtray and wiped his hands. "Tomorrow, Ding Mocun and Shimizu Tousan have arranged to play tennis at a Japanese club, and they want me to go and act as their translator."

"Do you think you could find a way to get Ruan Xiaolian out, and find an excuse to take her to a club, creating an opportunity for her and Ding Mocun to meet?"

Su Wanjia's eyes lit up: "You want Cheng Yao to do it?"

"Ding Mocun is a lustful wretch, and Ruan Xiaolian staying in Huayang is exactly what he wants," Wang Xuesen said shrewdly after a moment's thought.

"In addition, Shunhao gave Ruan Xiaolian a heads-up, saying that Ding Mocun is about to become the Minister of Police and has a bright future."

"Yang Xinghua's status was never as high as Ding Mocun's."

"With the added advantage of the relationship between Qingshui Dong Sanzhen and others, Ding Mocun is even more valuable in Ruan Xiaolian's eyes."

"Given Ding Mocun's methods with women, Cheng Yao is more popular with women than Yang Xinghua."

"He should be able to easily win over Ruan Xiaolian."

Su Wanjia became more and more excited as she listened, and grabbed his wrist: "If Yang Xinghua complains to Zhou Fohai, Li Shipao and Yingzuo will get rid of Nomura Masakazu."

"There's still hope of shattering the dream of the Police Minister of Dingmo Village!"

Her eyes sparkled as she clapped Wang Xuesen's face and exclaimed, "Darling, you're a genius! You've come up with a solution to such a complicated matter!"

"I think even if Zhuge Liang were reborn, he couldn't compare to you."

Wang Xuesen, who was good at flattering women, immediately said in a serious tone: "Behind every successful man, there is a virtuous woman."

"With you around, how could I not be amazing?"

Su Wanjia was so charmed by him that she felt weak all over and became interested. She hugged his neck and murmured, "Come on, let's go upstairs."

"I'll be your aunt—"

Her cheeks flushed, and she changed her mind: "I'll be a daughter."

Wang Xuesen scooped her up in his arms and strode up the stairs.

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