Espionage codename: Shen Gongbao

Chapter 164 The Master of Breaking the Mold

The night was deep.

Wang Xuesen and Zhan Shen drove to the entrance of a hot pot restaurant.

Dongji Copper Pot Hot Pot was a stronghold of the Kuomintang secret police.

Like Lao Si, the shopkeeper Dong Sangen was among the earliest people to follow Wang Xuesen.

He is steady in his work, keeps his mouth shut, and is reliable.

Just as Wang Xuesen was about to open the car door, Zhan Shen grabbed him: "Move the driver's seat over, lock the doors and windows, and don't turn off the engine."

"I'll go in and touch around first."

He released his grip and added, "If anything happens, I'll shoot. You just run."

Wang Xuesen nodded: "Don't worry, I'll definitely run very fast."

Zhan Shen was stunned for a moment and then cursed, "Damn it, I thought you were going to get out of the car and come to my aid."

Wang Xuesen curled his lip: "If you can't beat them, my going would be a waste. At least if I run away, someone will collect my corpse."

Zhan Shen nodded, finding this quite reasonable: "That's true."

He opened the car door, glanced around, pulled his hat down, and went into the restaurant.

Wang Xuesen moved to the driver's seat, his gaze sweeping over the rearview mirror and the streets on both sides.

At the entrance of the alley, an old man selling wontons was packing up his stall. Further away was a dead end with no other exit.

Even though it's my own territory, I still need to be cautious.

Zhan Shen has a bad temper and is stubborn, but his professional competence is impeccable.

About four or five minutes later, Zhan Shen came out from the back door of the copper pot shop, walked to the car window and knocked twice: "Didn't see anything, let's get in."

Wang Xuesen turned off the engine, removed the key, and got out of the car.

The two entered the store one after the other.

The shopkeeper, Dong Sangen, came over from behind the counter and said in a low voice, "Boss, the person has arrived. They're on the second floor."

Wang Xuesen didn't rush up.

He pulled out a cigarette case from his pocket, took one out, and handed it to him: "Old Dong, I heard from Old Lin that your father has been sick recently?"

Dong Sangen took the cigarette, but didn't light it, tucking it behind his ear: "Old and sick, that's all I'm good for."

"If you need medication, go to the hospital and see Ms. Li. Get treatment if necessary, don't skimp on it," Wang Xuesen said.

"Just put it in the company account. It won't cost much, so don't feel guilty."

As he spoke, he pointed at Dong Sangen and laughed, "I don't want word to get out that my brother Wang Xuesen's family can't even afford to see a doctor for their elderly relatives."

"If you embarrass me, I might fire you."

"Go tomorrow, don't put it off."

Dong Sangen's eyes reddened, and he nodded in acceptance: "Yes, thank you, boss."

These days, medicines are scarce, and all the good doctors are holed up in the French Concession.

When ordinary people get sick, they either wait until they see a folk doctor or tough it out until they can't take it anymore.

Often, a serious illness can wipe out a family's entire savings.

Even when they were working for the Military Intelligence Bureau, Boss Dai and those district chiefs never cared about the lives of their families.

I must have accumulated a lot of good karma in my past life to have met such a good boss as Wang Xuesen.

"Alright."

Wang Xuesen patted him on the shoulder: "I'll go see the old man again when I have time."

Dong Sangen quickly said, "I, I personally sliced ​​some mutton, it's all fresh and of the best quality, boss, please eat more today."

"it is good."

Wang Xuesen led Zhan Shen upstairs.

After returning to the counter, Dong Sangen opened the drawer with red eyes.

Inside lay a gleaming pistol.

He stared at the thing for a while, then gently closed the drawer.

Anyone who dares to mess with Wang Xuesen in this lifetime, he will definitely use this gun and his own life to kill those guys.

Private rooms on the second floor.

As soon as the door opened, Qingfu and Liu Fabao stood up at the same time.

"Second brother!"

Liu Fabao strode forward and grasped Wang Xuesen's hand firmly—

Qingfu followed behind, smiling like Maitreya Buddha: "Second Brother."

Wang Xuesen pulled up a chair and sat down, then gestured with his chin toward Zhan Shen: "This is my friend, Zhan Shen."

Zhan Shen nodded slightly, said nothing more, pulled out a chair, poured out the mutton, and started cooking.

He ignored the two of them.

Even bodyguards need to eat, and after they finish eating, they have to go downstairs for a walk.

Liu Fabao glanced at him again.

This man has cold eyes; he's a trained fighter.

But since it was his second brother who brought them, he didn't ask any more questions.

Wang Xuesen poured drinks for the two of them: "Brother, how have you been lately?"

Liu Fabao picked up his wine bowl and took a big gulp, laughing, "Thanks to my second brother, Zhang Xiaolin sent the Fan brothers to the military police prison a few days ago."

"Now the entire southern part of the city is under my management."

"Zhang Fayao personally took over most of Yu Yefeng's businesses, and Qingfu and I have now become Zhang Fayao's most trusted right and left hands."

Qingfu chimed in, "The channels that Yu Yefeng and Bai Junqi negotiated with Wilson in the past have all been handed over to me by Zhang Fayao."

Wang Xuesen picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks, chewed it a few times, and said, "One should not be too hasty in everything."

"Zhang Xiaolin is a notorious old fox. If he's too aggressive, he'll become suspicious."

"Things that should be pushed aside should be pushed aside, and things that should be yielded should be yielded to. Most decisions should be left to Zhang Fayao."

Even if you're wrong, don't try to steal the spotlight.

"Especially avoid receiving ledgers and the like for now."

Liu Fabao slapped his thigh: "That's right! My second brother's words reminded me."

"Zhang Fayao asked me to sort out the turnover of the casino in Nanshi a couple of days ago, and I almost accepted."

"If you accept it, it means you're eager to seize power." Wang Xuesen put down his chopsticks and took a sip of wine. "Zhang Fayao is stupid; his father has been keeping a close eye on him all along."

Liu Fabao nodded vigorously: "Second brother has the talent of Zhuge Liang. Don't worry, we'll go wherever you point."

"Then let's continue to play the submissive role."

Wang Xuesen chuckled, "Let's take it one step at a time."

After finishing their business, Zhan Shen had eaten enough and went downstairs without saying goodbye.

Wang Xuesen and his two companions enjoyed a hearty meal of hot pot meat and drinks.

We were full and satisfied.

Liu Fabao left first.

Wang Xuesen escorted him to the stairwell: "Brother, be careful. Call me anytime if anything happens."

"Understood." Liu Fabao cupped his hands in greeting, went downstairs, and rode his bicycle into a dark alley.

"Old Liu is a cautious man," Wang Xuesen remarked.

"I taught him, and now he's the boss of Nanshi. He even wants to drive to the market."

"It's too conspicuous."

"I'm afraid of being targeted."

Qingfu smiled.

"That makes sense, get in the car." Wang Xuesen nodded and gestured.

Once in the back seat, he said, "Little Fatty, there are some things I can't say in front of Old Liu."

Qingfu grinned: "I understand, Brother Sen is talking about American goods, right?"

"Now that we've got the distribution channels back, just name your order size."

Wang Xuesen waved his hand and said, "Just run your business as usual, and give me 10% more than before."

"If there are too many, they'll only benefit Li Shiqun."

"A smaller amount can still instigate the conflict and make them hold the Zhang family responsible for this."

"Also, you should occasionally stir up trouble between Li Shiqun and Zhang Xiaolin on Zhang Fayao's side."

"The venues shouldn't be divided too fairly."

"The Green Gang's channels are openly loose but secretly tight."

"There's a limit to this; you have to find the right balance yourself."

"A single sentence made Zhang and Li cooperate on the surface, but in reality, their conflicts deepened to the point of life and death."

After listening with his arms crossed, Qingfu solemnly replied, "Understood."

"I'm good at this, don't worry, Brother Sen."

"Your abilities are no less than mine, and I trust you to get things done." Wang Xuesen nodded.

Qingfu chuckled twice: "Brother, it's one thing for you to praise others to death, but you even have to stab your own brothers in the back."

I know my own limitations.

"Without you guiding the overall direction, my little bit of cleverness wouldn't be of any use."

Wang Xuesen smiled and got to the point: "Help me with a few more things."

"First, find someone."

Qingfu took the tea: "Who?"

"This person is Song Zhiwei, Chen Gongbo's secretary."

"He had an affair with Wu Sibao's wife."

"See if you can track him down and figure out where he frequents, where he lives, and his travel patterns."

He paused, then added, "By the way, this person is buying a house recently."

Qingfu's eyes darted around: "Brother Sen wants me to stake out him?"

Wang Xuesen shook his head and said, "No. Leave these things to your subordinates. You just need to observe secretly and don't show yourself."

"But this matter is very important, so we need to get it done quickly."

Qingfu nodded.

"In addition, I need to know about the living conditions of Tao Shengxi's wife and daughter," Wang Xuesen said, opening the window and lighting a cigarette.

"We need to know exactly what time they leave home each day, which route they take, whether they have any servants with them, and where the people from No. 76 are keeping an eye on them."

"Okay, leave it to me," Qingfu replied.

He had just opened the car door when he pulled his foot back: "I almost forgot, I left $30,000 in the usual spot. You can take it if you need more money."

Wang Xuesen raised his eyes: "So many US dollars, you've made quite a bit, kid."

"There's nothing we can do; Yu Yefeng left behind a very deep fortune," Qingfu said with a smile.

"Don't you need it yourself?" Wang Xuesen asked.

"I live alone, I don't have any hobbies, and I have money on me but nowhere to spend it."

"Besides, I am now highly valued by Zhang Fayao, and I have plenty of resources and channels at my disposal. I have more money than I can spend."

"I'll save up some more later and exchange it for US dollars and gold for you."

Qingfu glanced at him and chuckled sheepishly.

"What are you after?" Wang Xuesen asked.

"You guys earn money to enjoy the results, I enjoy the process." Qingfu thought about it seriously for a moment, "You can think of it as playing!"

Wang Xuesen flicked his cigarette butt out the car window: "Fine, I'll save it for you as your dowry."

"Forget it, in this day and age, pretty girls don't even look at me, and those who do are mostly after my money."

"Besides, I'm not like you, who can't live without women."

"In my opinion, the most wonderful thing in the world is making money, making money, and making more money."

Qingfu pursed his lips, showing absolutely no interest in getting married.

Wang Xuesen chuckled: "With your level of awareness, if you were working under Boss Dai, you'd at least be the head of the general affairs department."

Qingfu quickly waved his hand: "No, I'm afraid he'll drain me dry."

"I'm doing fine as I am. I make some money from the Zhang family, some from the black market, and some to give to Brother Sen."

"There's hope for the future."

Wang Xuesen stopped laughing and his tone became more serious: "You should be careful in your actions."

"Zhang Xiaolin is no ordinary person. That old man has spent his whole life rolling around in piles of corpses and piles of money. His nose is sharper than a dog's."

"If he really senses something's wrong, no one can save you."

Qingfu nodded, his playful smile fading. "Don't worry, everything's fine."

"When it's time to act submissive, I'm more submissive than anyone else."

"When it's time to play dumb, I can make Zhang Fayao believe he's Zhuge Liang."

Wang Xuesen was amused by him: "Get lost."

Qingfu opened the car door, disappeared into the alley next door, and quickly vanished.

Wang Xuesen leaned back in the back seat and closed his eyes to rest for a moment.

We must get on Song Zhiwei's trail.

The terms in Chen Gongbo's hands are so important that a single move can have far-reaching consequences.

Tao Shengxi and Gao Zongwu were waiting to publish their proposals in Hong Kong, while Chongqing was preparing for a war of public opinion. Dai Li was pressuring Du Fu so much that he was practically turning the tiger penis sign into a summons banner.

Wang Xuesen was not afraid of difficulties.

What he fears is being rushed.

Especially in times like these, you must not reach out recklessly.

If you reach out the wrong hand, you'll lose it.

A moment later, Zhan Shen got into the car: "Where to?"

After a hearty meal and drinks, Wang Xuesen naturally thought of his beloved wife: "I need to go to Ms. Li's house to discuss some matters."

Zhan Shen glanced at him in the rearview mirror.

"Shall we talk business?"

Wang Xuesen said in a serious tone: "Serious business."

Zhan Shen was too lazy to expose him and started the car.

When they arrived at Li Lu's house, Wang Xuesen straightened his collar and said, "Take a look around later and see if you can buy some pomelos or tangerines."

Zhan frowned. "You don't actually think Miss Su doesn't know, do you?"

"A couple of days ago, Li Lu was playing cards at home. I noticed that Miss Su treated her like an older sister and even gave her the jade bracelet she always wore."

"I reckon she probably already knows."

Wang Xuesen paused for a moment, then smiled.

"She definitely knew."

That's why I have to pretend.

Zhan Shen was even more speechless. "What kind of logic is this?"

Wang Xuesen sighed softly: "Some things are better left unsaid, that's how we maintain appearances and make things easier for everyone."

"Pretending is the greatest respect you can show to a woman."

Zhan Shen spat.

"Shameless."

Wang Xuesen smiled, ignored him, and went straight upstairs.

A naive young man has no idea how delightful it is to soothe someone.

He knocked several times according to the code.

Soon, Li Lu, wearing a bathrobe, opened the door, looking somewhat flustered.

Seeing her flushed face, Wang Xuesen casually reached under her nightgown and found she wasn't wearing anything—

"Damn it, you're having an affair behind my back?"

"Where did he hide it? I'll kill him."

He deliberately pulled out his gun and started cursing.

"Oh dear, what are you thinking? Do you think I'm that kind of person?" Li Lu said, blushing.

Wang Xuesen sniffed his hand: "Did my nose do something wrong?"

Li Lu said shyly, "Okay, okay, I have someone. You can find someone yourself."

Wang Xuesen smiled; he didn't believe anyone could replace him at the moment.

I do have that much confidence.

Sure enough, he saw the same style that had been hastily hidden under the covers on the bed.

"You, you haven't been here lately, I, I couldn't help myself tonight—" Li Lu was caught red-handed and was so ashamed that she wanted to disappear.

"Did I disturb my sister's peaceful cultivation?" Wang Xuesen raised his eyebrows and asked.

"You—" Li Lu stomped her feet shyly.

"Good sister!"

"Just kidding, don't be angry."

"It's all my fault for not coming here enough lately, making you suffer."

"I know you're really angry right now, just put out my fire." Wang Xuesen loved seeing her angry, so he hugged her and kissed her.

"Hmph, so Director Wang actually knows how to come?"

"I thought you were too busy to remember me," Li Lu said coquettishly.

"nonsense."

"I just finished my business and came to report to Ms. Li as soon as possible, didn't I?" Wang Xuesen said, lying down on the headboard like a boss.

Li Lu snorted and started tying her hair: "You're just trying to sweet-talk me. Does Wanjia even know you came here?"

Wang Xuesen shamelessly replied, "She's busy managing the family business; she has no time to care about someone like me."

Li Lu rolled her eyes at him: "I feel like Wanjia knows about us."

"Oh dear, will she be angry with me?"

Wang Xuesen laughed and said, "She won't."

"She's smart."

"You're smart too."

"Smart women know best that life isn't cut out with a knife, it's sewn together with thread."

"Otherwise, why would she give you the bracelet?"

That means tacit approval.

Li Lu felt a pang of tenderness in her heart, but she wouldn't let him off the hook, saying, "You're so good at sweet-talking people."

Wang Xuesen laughed and said, "Knowing how to coax people is a skill in itself."

"Hurry up and serve me, I'm going to be the emperor tonight!"

In the following days, things continued to be chaotic at No. 76.

After Hu Junhe took over the daily affairs, the building seemed to be wound up tight.

The interrogation room was a bit quieter.

Hu Junhe became the acting deputy director, and he could interrogate whomever he wanted.

Wang Xuesen was happy to have some peace and quiet.

He goes about his daily routine of clocking in, drinking tea, and attending meetings.

The wooden sign outside Old Du's pharmacy hangs there every day.

"Buying tiger penis and deer antler at high prices."

The characters are getting bigger and bigger.

The more he wrote, the more menacing his handwriting became.

Wang Xuesen would pretend not to see him every time he passed by.

No matter how urgently Dai Li urged them, they couldn't risk their lives to fill the gap.

He won't make a move until he has a clear understanding of Song Zhiwei and the Tao family.

He is greedy for money and lustful, and he is afraid of death and cherishes his life, but he has one redeeming quality.

The bigger the matter, the more stable it is.

1 month 23 day.

Luckily, Qingfu called early in the morning and found out Song Zhiwei's whereabouts.

Wang Xuesen was in a great mood and drove to No. 76.

It must be said that although Hu Junhe loves holding meetings, he does have the ability to control the overall situation.

During Li Shiqun's absence, all the institutions in the building continued to operate normally.

Apart from Wu Sibao, who loves to sing anti-Taiwanese songs.

However, Hu Junhe didn't use the guard corps much.

The intelligence department has its own external reconnaissance team. Although the number of people is not as large as that of the guard unit, it is sufficient for carrying out general arrest missions.

Wang Xuesen went upstairs and just as he reached the corner, he saw Peng Sanhu leading two unfamiliar-looking guys out.

"Sanhu, busy?"

Peng Sanhu stopped in his tracks and quickly smiled apologetically, "Director Wang, I have to go out and take care of something."

Wang Xuesen smiled and didn't ask any more questions.

I arrived at the office.

Wang Xuesen stood by the window and glanced down.

Peng Sanhu led his men into the car and drove off.

Something's not right here.

Wang Xuesen frowned slightly and quickly dialed Wu Sibao's office number: "Captain Wu, it's me."

"I've poured myself a pot of fine tea, would you like to try some?"

A moment later, the office door was pushed open.

Wu Sibao's face was pale, clearly indicating that he hadn't slept well last night.

Wang Xuesen raised his chin.

Wu Sibao understood and locked the door from the inside.

"What, is there news?"

Wang Xuesen didn't rush to answer, but sighed slightly.

"What's wrong?" Wu Sibao asked, frowning.

"Never mind, I just ran into Peng Sanhu in the hallway. I greeted the kid, but he didn't even give me a second glance."

"Don't forget, I spoke up for him when he was arrested and taken to the military police station."

"How could someone do that?"

Wang Xuesen looked annoyed and frustrated, and casually pushed a cup of tea towards Wu Sibao.

Wu Sibao picked up his teacup, took a sip, and grimaced from the heat: "What else can I do?"

"They've gotten too big for their britches. They're living the high life with Lao Hu and look down on us now."

As he spoke, he beckoned Wang Xuesen closer: "Wan Lilang and Su Chengde have foiled an assassination plot against Mr. Wang in Nanjing and captured two White Russians."

"The other party was bribed by Chen Sancai, a member of the Military Intelligence Bureau, and attempted to poison Mr. Wang at a Japanese hospital."

"The two men also confessed to Chen Sancai's plot to blow up No. 76."

"Last night, Hu Junhe found the fuse and explosives at number 74 next door. His elder brother, who was far away in Qingdao, personally called to praise him highly."

Wu Sibao became increasingly agitated as he spoke, and slammed his teacup down: "Besides Chen Sancai, that bastard Wan Lilang also leaked information about the Military Intelligence Bureau's Third Brigade's stronghold to Hu Junhe."

Wang Xuesen raised an eyebrow.

"Has the person been caught?"

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"Can we avoid getting caught?"

Wu Sibao sneered, "Not a single word has leaked out."

"They're going to take inventory of the assets and stake out the area to arrest people."

"That spot is a bookstore."

"Old Hu has set up an ambush over there, planning to catch a few big fish."

"Someone in the interrogation room has confessed."

"It is said that Lao Hu devised a plan overnight to arrest high-ranking officials of the Military Intelligence Bureau and make a big profit."

"It could be District Chief Chen Gongshu."

Wang Xuesen's heart tightened suddenly.

Old Chen is in trouble!

He remained outwardly calm, only revealing a hint of displeasure: "No, about the interrogation room incident, how come I haven't heard a thing?"

Wu Sibao snorted: "He's the acting deputy director now. Who in this building doesn't listen to him? Do you think you can know that?"

Wang Xuesen smiled and said, "That's true."

He picked up his teacup, rested it on his lap, and chuckled, "You know, this Wanlilang is quite formidable."

"Since being transferred to No. 76 at the end of the year, we have made countless contributions, both big and small."

"The key is that they don't show themselves, they don't reveal their abilities."

"If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have completely forgotten about this person."

"Look, that's what a master of intelligence work looks like."

Wu Sibao said, "He's not that great. Can my elder brother really give him an important position and transfer him to Nanjing?"

"Of course, it's also to keep an eye on Su Chengde."

"My elder brother doesn't trust these people from the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics and the Military Bureau of Investigation and Statistics. He's also thinking that the two of them will fight like dogs."

Wang Xuesen nodded, then asked, "Since it's a secret operation, how did you know?"

Wu Sibao chuckled, "I do have a few friends, don't I?"

Wang Xuesen smiled knowingly.

"clear."

He put down his teacup, then sighed softly, "If Lao Hu catches a big fish this time, his position as deputy director will probably be secure."

Upon hearing this, Wu Sibao couldn't sit still any longer; his face, full of fierce features, tensed up: "That's right!"

"Brother, you have a wide network of connections, I've already given you all the information."

"Why don't you find someone to sell him out?"

"We can't just watch that scoundrel surnamed Hu get all cocky."

Wang Xuesen glared at Wu Sibao and said, "Give me a break."

"Sibao, we're family, don't you dare dig a hole for me."

"I want to live a few more years."

Wu Sibao frowned, his face full of annoyance: "Damn it, isn't it because my brain isn't working properly?"

"I can eliminate any corrupt officials or secret agents I encounter, but I don't have any connections in that area."

Wang Xuesen looked at him, but his mind was racing.

This message must be sent out.

But we can't send it from him.

Hu Junhe is currently holding his breath and wants to establish his authority through this action.

Whoever touches it dies.

But there is a natural crack in No. 76.

Yang Siyuan.

Telecommunications room.

The people of Yuanlou in the Iwai Mansion.

Everyone in the 76th Division knew that Yuan Lou was either a member of the Military Intelligence Bureau or a corrupt official.

Yang Siyuan is likely also problematic.

Wang Xuesen picked up his teacup and slowly took a sip: "Isn't there a ready-made candidate?"

Wu Sibao was stunned: "Who?"

"The telecommunications room," Wang Xuesen said.

Wu Sibao blinked twice: "What do you mean?"

Wang Xuesen leaned back in his chair: "If you hadn't said anything last time, wouldn't the whole 76th Division have known that Yuan Lou was either a Kuomintang agent or a corrupt official? And you still made people eat leftovers."

"Why is Big Brother wary of Yang Siyuan? Isn't it because he's afraid Yang will leak information?"

"You pretended to send a secret telegram to your elder brother about this matter."

"As the instructor, Yang Siyuan will naturally check it out, and he will naturally reveal it when the time comes."

"It's wonderful, but my brother will investigate afterward," Wu Sibao said.

"He'll investigate, so just honestly tell him it was your idea to be with me. He'll be angry, but he won't delve into it," Wang Xuesen said.

"Why? That's a chance to catch Chen Gongshu!" Wu Sibao asked, puzzled.

"Old Hu is putting on airs in the building, and Big Brother must have heard about it."

"If Lao Hu were to arrest Chen Gongshu at a time like this, wouldn't our elder brother be under pressure?"

"What if Wang Jingwei or Zhou Fohai use this opportunity to put Hu Jintao in a position of power?"

"Besides, we ruined Lao Hu's plans, so this is at most an internal conflict."

"Incidentally, it also reveals that Yang Siyuan does indeed have problems."

"For the eldest brother, at most it's just a matter of deducting some of our salary."

Wang Xuesen had long since figured out people's hearts, and said with great confidence.

"Yes, that makes sense."

"With a place as big as No. 76, who knows if the information was leaked by the communications room, Yang Siyuan, or one of Hu Junhe's men?"

"You can't compete with Lao Hu for the deputy director position just by having a loud voice."

"We need to make the people in the building think that Hu Junhe doesn't even have clean personnel management skills."

Wu Sibao slapped his thigh and exclaimed in admiration, "Hehe, I have to say, you're really smart, little brother!"

"I had forgotten about this person."

He rubbed his hands excitedly, as if he could already see Hu Junhe's unfortunate appearance after his failed attempt to capture him.

Wang Xuesen added unhurriedly, "However, you should be careful about this."

"I need to find someone who's a chatterbox but also a coward to casually mention this in the break room."

"They say Hu Junhe's men are corrupt."

"Don't make definitive statements."

"The more ambiguous something is, the more people will believe it."

Wu Sibao nodded repeatedly, "I understand."

"It's like farting without showing your butt."

"Don't worry, I'm a professional at spreading rumors about Lao Hu."

Wang Xuesen laughed and said, "More or less."

Wu Sibao was only happy for a moment when he remembered his own mess, and his face immediately turned bitter again: "Right, let's not talk about this for now."

"Tell me about Aizhen quickly."

"Damn, she's probably been partying too hard these past few days; she hasn't come home to spend the night."

"If I don't deal with this Song Zhiwei, my family will fall apart."

Wang Xuesen looked at his eager, sycophantic expression, but felt nothing.

Is Wu Sibao pitiful?

Not pitiful.

That beast has enough blood on his hands to drown himself.

But he was foolish, greedy, and so infatuated that he acted like a scoundrel.

Such a person, if used properly, can be a weapon.

Coincidentally, all the recent events have been related to Wu Sibao, and we've managed to get everything done by taking advantage of this idiot.

Thinking of this, Wang Xuesen smiled and said, "Don't you trust me to handle things?"

"We've found out everything. Now we just need you to find someone to take action."

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