It's not easy for brothers who work in military intelligence.
They are strapped for funds, so they definitely have an obligation to help.
However, you can’t just let yourself pay for everything, right?
What were those traitors doing there?
Right?
This is what Master Meng had in mind.
A list was placed on his desk.
On the list, there are those who have close contact with the Japanese and are suspected of being traitors, but they are not guilty of death, so the military commander should ignore them for the time being.
Such people are often the worst.
They flirted with the Japanese, made secret glances, and helped the Japanese a lot in private, but there was no particularly obvious evidence.
Some people even have a certain reputation in the business community.
For example, this person named Xu Xinqiang used to co-found a bank with others, and later opened a light bulb factory. He is also the vice chairman of the Shanghai Electric Lighting and Electrical Appliances Trade Association.
During the Songhu Anti-Japanese War, this man took the lead in donating money and materials to the national army, which earned him a lot of reputation in the industry.
But after the fall of Shanghai, this man immediately changed his attitude and started fighting fiercely with the Japanese.
The Japanese military camp lacked lighting facilities for a while, so he immediately sent people to quietly bring a large number of light bulbs from his factory, and also took the initiative to help the Japanese purchase a large amount of electrical equipment.
The Japanese reciprocated and gave him many orders, most of which were military equipment.
While other compatriots were in misery, he made a fortune and not long ago acquired an electrical appliance factory.
"This person is good, this person is the first." Meng Shaoyuan felt very satisfied.
Dude, it's time you contributed to the war effort.
By the way, who to take?
After the screening at the Great Guangming Cinema, all agents were on alert.
No one there either?
Meng Shaoyuan was thinking as he walked out of the office, and saw the new agent Ye Rong from Chongqing coming here to hand in a dossier and about to leave.
Meng Shaoyuan quickly stopped her: "Ye Rong."
"Director Meng."
"Is something wrong?"
"Go to Yuyuan Road later."
"Is it urgent?"
"not urgent."
"That's good." Meng Shaoyuan nodded: "Follow me to perform a mission."
"yes!"
Ye Rong was overjoyed when she heard that she would go on a mission with the legendary Director Meng.
…
"Assistant Wu."
Wu Jingyi walked in: "Did Director Meng go out just now?"
"Yes, I went out with Ye Rong. He said he was on a mission."
"Is it just Ye Rong?"
"Yes."
Wu Jingyi suddenly sighed.
"What's wrong, Assistant Wu?"
"Hey, a girl who doesn't know how deep the water is in this office dares to go on a mission alone with Meng Shaoyuan without asking."
"so serious?"
"More than serious?"
Wu Jingyi sneered: "In our office, there is a fire and theft prevention master. Zhu Yanni is one of his old subordinates. I guess that, nine times out of ten, she was...I warn you, the people who stay here to work are all girls. If in the future, Director Meng asked you to accompany him on a mission alone, but you made excuses to shirk it, any excuse will do."
"Ah, what if it's an emergency mission? What if the mission is delayed?"
"Him? He has urgent tasks and will never let you and him take risks in the office."
…
Meng Shaoyuan sneezed.
Is there someone talking bad about me behind my back?
Today is the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, the day to welcome the God of Wealth.
It's not yet dawn, and Shanghai is full of firecrackers.
It seems that it's noon, and the sound of firecrackers still hasn't stopped.
"Director Meng, what special mission are we performing?"
Ye Rong got out of the car, a little curious.
"Eat and make money."
ah?
What kind of special mission is this?
Ye Rong was a little confused.
Xu Xinqiang lives in a garden house, which is very grand.
It was also bought new not long ago.
The ground was full of firecracker crumbs.
Meng Shaoyuan rang the doorbell outside.
After a while, a man who looked like a butler came out and opened the door: "Who are you looking for?"
"Angus International Bank, Charles Meng. I have some business to discuss with your boss Xu."
The housekeeper saw this Charles Meng, who was wearing a British woolen dress and had an extraordinary bearing. When he looked behind him, he saw that it was something serious.
That is a 500K luxury Mercedes-Benz sports car with an amazing 160 horsepower engine!
In Greater Shanghai, there are only three cars of this type. People who haven't seen it don't know it at all.
The butler's attitude immediately changed: "Sir, wait a moment, I'll report it to Boss Xu."
"Director Meng."
Ye Rong whispered: "I heard that the car you drive is very valuable?"
"Yes, by the way, call me Charles later."
"Yes." Ye Rong felt that calling Director Meng "Charles" was so awkward: "Isn't it too ostentatious for you to drive this car, making it easy for others to target you?"
"Why don't you drive the car after buying it?" Meng Shaoyuan didn't care at all: "Joy specially asked someone to buy it for me in Germany. It would be a waste not to drive it. Moreover, strictly speaking, it belongs to The property of Angus International Co., Ltd. needs to be carefully considered before touching the property of Americans."
Ye Rong suddenly realized.
After a while, the housekeeper hurriedly walked in: "Boss Meng, our master has invited you."
Meng Shaoyuan and Ye Rong walked in swaggeringly. As soon as they entered, they found that the Xu family was preparing to have lunch. A tall man held his hand:
"Xu Xinqiang, is this Boss Meng?"
"Ah, it's me." Meng Shaoyuan said a little absent-mindedly: "Boss Xu is preparing to eat? This is called rushing too early rather than rushing too late, so I won't be polite."
Well?
Are you really not treating yourself as an outsider, not even being polite?
Xu Xinqiang felt a little embarrassed: "Yes, yes, just treat it as your own home. Boss Meng, who is this?"
"My concubine's surname is Ye."
what.
Ye Rong was startled and her face turned red.
When did she become Director Meng's concubine? Isn't this taking advantage of herself?
But thinking that this was the first time he was alone on a mission with Director Meng, he didn't say much.
Xu Xinqiang asked another table to be opened and asked the family to eat in another room, while he personally accompanied Charles Meng.
The housekeeper just said that this Charles Meng seems to have a good background.
When the wine was served, Meng Shaoyuan was not polite and drank several cups.
After chatting there for a while, Xu Xinqiang asked tentatively: "I don't know if Boss Meng is here today. Do you have any advice?"
"Today is the fifth day of the Lunar New Year to welcome the God of Wealth." Meng Shaoyuan put down his wine cup: "I am here to help Boss Xu welcome the God of Wealth."
"Seriously?" Xu Xinqiang's eyes lit up.
"I came all the way here, how could I be joking?" Meng Shaoyuan took another bite of food.
"Wait a minute, someone is coming." Xu Xinqiang said immediately: "Bring up the bottle of wine that my Hong Kong friend gave me."
As he said that, he asked with a smile on his face: "I wonder if Boss Meng has any good care?"
"A small business." Meng Shaoyuan said calmly: "The amount is not too big, two hundred thousand."
"Two hundred thousand?"
"Dollar."
"What, a two hundred thousand dollar deal?"
Xu Xinqiang's eyes shone: "Butler, bring me that bottle of foreign wine imported from the United States immediately!"
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