This is very unexpected information.
Originally, I just wanted to extort 200,000 from Cheng Lanxing, but I never expected that he would be involved in such a thing.
It's not all about the money.
But can you seize this opportunity and do something?
Since the Anti-Japanese War, the military commanders in various places have fought hard against traitors. They have killed enough traitors, but they cannot be killed no matter how hard they are killed. Once one group is killed, another group will appear soon.
Especially for people with "social status" like Ji Yunqing, once they rebel and surrender to the enemy, the impact will be huge.
A vague plan flashed vaguely in Meng Shaoyuan's mind.
It's all fragments.
Many times, a plan starts with an inspiration and then is built into a rough framework. The rest is to fill in the fragments until a complete picture emerges.
"Tell me, is this a good opportunity?"
In a narrow basement with dim lights, Meng Shaoyuan murmured: "Three million yen is a large amount. I will definitely not let Ji Yunqing send it out of Shanghai so easily. However, can this matter be done better?" More perfect?"
His "audience" is only one:
Peng Bilan!
Her ankles were tied with an iron chain, and her range of motion was no more than one meter.
At this time, she had completely lost her previous charm.
His face was pale, and his eyes could not contain the fear at all.
She has been held here for several days.
Every day, Meng Shaoyuan would personally deliver her meals and chat with her for a few minutes.
After saying that, leave.
He didn't even touch her.
Peng Bilan had no idea what he wanted to do.
She originally thought that death was an easy thing, but when her companion died in front of her that day, she saw it with her own eyes and realized the horror of death.
She was not dead, but was held in solitary confinement. The only person who could see her was Meng Shaoyuan.
At first, she hated Meng Shaoyuan, but she did not dare to offend Meng Shaoyuan. She was afraid that if she really angered him, those terrible ways of death would befall her.
Every time Meng Shaoyuan spoke, she was just a silent listener.
Just a few minutes every day.
Peng Bilan spent the rest of the time alone.
That feeling of loneliness and despair can only be felt by the person involved.
No one said a word to her.
Except for the sound of the chains as she moved her body and her own shouting, there was no sound at all.
If she didn't expect someone to come and talk to her for a few minutes every day, Peng Bilan would have gone crazy.
look forward to?
That's right.
Although Peng Bilan didn't want to admit it, she found that she was gradually looking forward to these few minutes.
Loneliness with fear is always the biggest enemy of mankind.
Today, Meng Shaoyuan came again, and he actually told Peng Bilan about a very important case, Ji Yunqing's donation of three million yen to the Japanese.
"I definitely want these three million yen." Meng Shaoyuan said in great detail: "Not only do I want three million yen, but I also want to design a plan..."
What plan to devise?
Peng Bilan couldn't help but start thinking.
She had heard before that Meng Shaoyuan from Shanghai was such an amazing person, but she didn't take it seriously at all. In her heart, only Liao Yuting was the most amazing person.
"Ji Yunqing can't do anything to me, the Japanese can't do anything to me, and Liao Yuting can't do anything to me." Meng Shaoyuan actually mentioned Liao Yuting's name again, and then he seemed to ask Peng Bilan: "Do you think so?"
"Mr. Liao is the most powerful person." Peng Bilan answered naturally.
"Really?" Meng Shaoyuan smiled sarcastically: "He deliberately wanted to kill me, but I am still alive and well. He used so many resources but got nothing. He is really as good as you said. sharp?"
Yes, Mr. Liao devised an ingenious plan, but Meng Shaoyuan was still alive. Not only was he alive, he also killed so many of Mr. Liao's men, and even he was imprisoned.
Could it be said that Meng Shaoyuan is really better than Mr. Liao...
No, no, what are you thinking about there? Mr. Liao is far more powerful than Meng Shaoyuan.
"If my woman is caught, I will save her at all costs." Meng Shaoyuan sneered: "I don't want to deal with him yet, I just want to get the money, and then let Ji Yunqing and the Japanese fall into this trap. In the chaos...if you were me, what would you do?"
is he asking himself?
Is he asking for his opinion?
Peng Bilan was startled.
"What you can't think of. Although you are beautiful, it is impossible to think of it with your IQ." Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "You have a beautiful body, but no intelligent soul..."
This is an insult to Peng Bilan.
But Peng Bilan didn't care. She had been insulted enough by Meng Shaoyuan. In her heart, she was just repeating Meng Shaoyuan's words:
You have a beautiful body, but no intelligent soul.
Even if it is insulting, is it a nice thing to say?
In the past, no one had ever said such things to Peng Bilan, including Liao Yuting.
This is also Meng Shaoyuan's "habit".
Every time he came to see Peng Bilan, he would always say one or two words that Peng Bilan had never heard of.
Some are poetic, some are profound.
Regardless of Meng Shaoyuan's character, at least he was a very knowledgeable person.
"Shanghai is my Shanghai Bund. No one can take a piece of the pie from me." Meng Shaoyuan stood up and said with high spirits: "The Japanese can't do it, and Liao Yuting is even less worthy. Public enemy of Japan? The strongest agent? These are the Japanese. I am very satisfied with the nickname given to me, but what about Liao Yuting? Is he worthy?"
When people are lonely, they naturally develop contrast, which is also a way to spend time.
Meng Shaoyuan, Japan's public enemy and the most powerful agent.
These are all nicknames given to him by the Japanese.
Liao Yuting?
Traitor, traitor.
It seems like...
As soon as such thoughts emerged, Peng Bilan quickly dismissed them...
"Stay well, remember, only here can you be safe and survive. Your life is mine. I want you to die. You won't be able to live for one more minute. I don't want you to die. , you can’t even die.”
When Meng Shaoyuan walked out, these words were left behind.
Peng Bilan opened her mouth, but no words came out.
She found herself strangely wanting him to stay a little longer.
It would be good to stay even a minute longer.
Loneliness, really loneliness.
Peng Bilan has never felt like this...
…
"Hawes, you told me that there was something wrong with a batch of military stamps?"
"Yes, Meng." Hawes asked someone to bring in a box: "I wanted to tell you this on the day you got married, but I was worried about your mood. During the printing process of this batch of military stamps, the machine A malfunction occurred, but our technicians were tired, careless, and did not check carefully, resulting in a large number of prints."
"Yeah?"
Meng Shaoyuan took out a few military tickets from the box and looked at them: "Is there no big problem?"
"Oh, that's because you didn't look carefully." Hawes took out a real military ticket: "You will know after comparing it carefully."
Two military tickets, one real and one fake, are put together.
Soon, the problem was discovered.
On the back of the real military ticket, it says "Empire of Japan Military Hand Ticket".
But the fake one said "Empire of Japan Military Ticket".
The word "hand" is missing!
this is a big problem.
"I'm sorry that such a problem occurred." Hawes said regretfully: "If there is any responsibility, it will be borne by me. The technicians have worked very hard."
"No, no, this is not a question of who should be held responsible." Meng Shaoyuan didn't seem particularly concerned: "How many military tickets are there in total?"
"It was discovered relatively quickly, but more than 100,000 were printed."
"Give it all to me and I'll digest it. How many fake military tickets do we have in total?"
"About four hundred thousand or so."
"Only this much?"
"We mainly print holiday dollars. Military stamps are not easy to use, so the printing quantity is not too large."
"Turn on full power, work overtime, and print out another five hundred thousand for me."
"That would require the machine to run all night."
"I don't care about that." Meng Shaoyuan said without thinking: "Including the malfunctioning machine, start it at full speed. Also, give me all the holiday dollars you have here."
"Meng, what are you going to do?"
"I want to make money, and I want to make a lot of money." A smile appeared on Meng Shaoyuan's lips: "Hawes, don't you think working with me is the luckiest thing in your life? In the public concession The printing, military command and police department are your backers, you don’t have to worry about being caught, and there will be someone to help you digest the counterfeit banknotes printed immediately?”
"Yes, I was very worried before I came to China." Hawes also said with satisfaction: "I am also very lucky to meet you. I have made a lot of money, and I will continue to make it. To be honest, I really hope the war never stops."
"That's what you think, Hawes." Meng Shaoyuan sighed: "But the war is going on in my country, and my people are suffering. I would rather not make this money, and I want the war to end tomorrow."
"Meng, don't worry, I will always be your friend." Hawes said solemnly: "We have common interests, which is an important reason for us to become allies. In view of this basis, your enemy That’s my enemy.”
A lovely foreigner.
Yes, there will be no real friendship between them, but there is a bond of interest, and it is a bond built by a golden mountain.
This kind of relationship is often very strong.
"Okay, Hawes, prepare what I want as soon as possible, and the sooner the better. I will be ready to take action in the next two days. I will take these things back."
Meng Shaoyuan put the fake military tickets in his pocket: "In order to catch up with the progress, the quality can be lowered."
(Today is my son’s first major test in his life. Spider has given him intensive training for more than a week, hoping for a good result.)
