Su Yue nodded and said in a deep voice: "Everything goes well. Fujiwara is still very friendly. As soon as I opened my mouth, he agreed readily and promised that we can get goods from Fujiwara Club in the future. This face is great. Tomorrow, you will go to Fujiwara Club to find the manager Hirao Daichi, discuss with him and try to get as much goods as possible."

When Qin Lechi heard this, he jumped up happily and said excitedly: "That's great, cousin, this is a great deal. You can talk to the rich! Now that you can get involved with Fujiwara Club in Shanghai, it's hard to make money without making money."

The difficulties that troubled him for a long time were solved in an instant. Some things in the world are like this. Some people cannot get opportunities for hard work, which is the words of the superiors.

Su Yue looked at his cousin happily and said helplessly: "I have no choice. I have a short mouth and a short hand to the Japanese. I always have to pay it back if I open this mouth to the Japanese."

After saying that, Su Yue's face became serious and said solemnly to Qin Lechi: "Lechi, you should still be cautious in drug matters. The Japanese actually don't care about smuggling drugs. What they care about is who did the drugs sell to? What you said before is to make more profits by exporting drugs. I thought about it and it is still not safe. You should be careful when doing things. Do not leak drugs out of Shanghai, otherwise the Japanese would not agree."

Su Yue has always trusted this cousin very much. Although Qin Lechi is only his distant relative, he has always been cautious in his work, loyal and reliable, and has contributed a lot to himself.

"My cousin is over-thinking. The Japanese managers are not as strict as they imagined. You said that Fujiwara Club has eaten so much goods and almost all the controlled items in Shanghai have been swallowed by them. Is it really just to raise the price?

For such a long time, Fujiwara Company has been the largest smuggling company, but we have not found the goods distributed by Fujiwara Company on the market. Where did these goods go?

If what I expected was not bad, they must have channels for smuggling outwards. As for whom they sold to, as long as you think about it, you will know how many times the prices of medicines and electric materials in the Kuomintang-controlled district have increased. Even so, there is still no market price, and the supply of goods is short. Fujiwara Club doesn’t know how much it has made! But the Japanese are still no one to say anything, we are just a small fuss!”

"You should be careful!" Su Yue's face turned aside, "We don't have the capital to do what Fujiwara Club can do, so don't cause me any trouble."

Seeing Su Yue repeatedly warn him, Qin Lechi was not surprised. His cousin was greedy for money and was afraid of trouble. He wanted to make more money and was unwilling to invest, which also caused him a headache.

He nodded and agreed, "Cousin, don't worry! I know how to do it, and there will be no mistake at all."

Ning Zhiheng saw that it was already a little late and the banquet was about the same, so he really didn't want to stay any longer, so he stood up and said goodbye to everyone and left.

Su Yue personally sent Ning Zhiheng to the gate, and the two shook hands and parted.

Ning Zhiheng and his group got into the car and drove towards their homes.

It was already late at night and there were no pedestrians on the street. This is the most well-equipped area in Shanghai. The street lights on both sides are complete and the lighting is sufficient. The cars are driving fast on the street.

Ning Zhiheng sat behind the car and said to Hirao Daichi beside him: "Tomorrow, Su Yue will send someone to the company to negotiate with you about medicines. You can arrange it and give them some goods. In the future, their medicines can be obtained from us."

Hirao Daichi nodded quickly and asked in a low voice: "Does the price need a discount?"

"The price is as usual, that's it. They have made a lot of money after replacing it. Recently, you can give local buyers more goods appropriately, and you can control the specific amount."

"Hiyi, I understand!" Hirao Daichi replied respectfully.

After Ning Zhiheng explained this, he leaned on his seat and closed his eyes to rest. The car was moving very quickly and soon turned into the intersection of Tongyi Street. Suddenly, Ning Zhiheng's eyes suddenly opened and his eyes swept out the window.

"Where is this?" Ning Zhiheng asked.

It turned out that just now, Ning Zhiheng suddenly felt his mind tightening, and the trembling and terrifying feeling in his mind appeared again.

Since the ambush on the Pudong battlefield two years ago, there was such a warning, and Ning Zhiheng has not felt this feeling for a long time.

Ning Zhiheng knew very well that his intuition was beyond the scope of scientific explanations. Whenever danger came, he could always predict it in advance. This was also the real secret that Ning Zhiheng could pass by the God of Death in just three years and turn danger into a barrage.

In the past two years, because he is in a high position, he has rarely performed dangerous tasks himself. This feeling is almost forgotten, but he did not expect that it would suddenly appear today.

And he could clearly determine that the level of this warning was very strong, and it was definitely not the kind of simple surveillance. He was almost certain that there must be unknown danger waiting for him right in front of him.

He didn't know which aspect of the person who was hiding in the dark and preparing to be unfavorable to him.

Because now his identity is the president of Japan's Fujiwara Company and the person behind the Shanghai underground smuggling kingdom. I don't know how many people want to make up for him.

On the Chinese side, there were underground parties, Kuomintang agents, and anti-Japanese patriots, and they all had the possibility of assassinating him.

On the Japanese side, those Japanese businessmen who were surrendered to the military police headquarters and whose families were destroyed, and those smuggling companies that had their own jobs smashed and gave up a lot of interests may take risks and secretly kill them to retaliate against themselves in order to gain their market share.

No matter what, facing all aspects of observing and plotting, Ning Zhiheng's personal safety is indeed worrying, which forced him to act carefully and dare not be careless at all.

Hearing Ning Zhiheng’s question, the driver quickly replied: “President, we have entered the intersection of Tongyi Street now, and we will be able to get home in a few minutes!”

"Stop!" Ning Zhiheng suddenly ordered.

When the driver heard Ning Zhiheng's voice, he did not dare to neglect. He quickly stepped on the brakes and parked the vehicle on the side of the road. The bodyguard behind him also stopped.

Hirao Daichi turned his head and asked Ning Zhiheng, "President, what are your instructions?"

Ning Zhiheng hesitated for a moment and said calmly: "Reversing the front of the car, we went to the club, and I suddenly remembered an important thing that needs to be handled."

Of course, Ning Zhiheng could not tell the people around him directly that danger was coming soon, because he could not explain this feeling at all, and he didn't want to explain it either. Even if the people closest to him didn't know this secret, let alone the Japanese around him now.

The bodyguards under their command were always obedient to Ning Zhiheng's orders and did not dare to disobey them at all. They immediately turned the car and prepared to withdraw from the street.

But just as Ning Zhiheng's car suddenly stopped, the operation captain Wei Xuehai, who had been waiting in the dark, lost his innocence. He had arranged twenty team members to guard the scheduled ambush site.

Even arranged obstacles at the end of the street, and when Fujiwara Tomohito's car arrived, he blocked both ends of the car, and then took action together. With a burst of guns, he could kill this Japanese powerful man with an important identity.

But he did not expect that the target's vehicle suddenly stopped without warning just before entering the street entrance. At this time, Wei Xuehai knew that things had changed, and what happened next made him even more certain that the target was going to turn around and leave.

You must not let the other party run away. Isn’t it just to make a big noise after spending so much effort? How can you let the target run away? Even if it is impossible to assassinate, the gunfire must be fired.

Wei Xuehai knew that he could not hesitate for a moment, otherwise the target would be disconnected. He immediately made a quick decision and ordered: "Get on the car, we will chase you, be sure to kill Fujiwara!"

The team members quickly jumped out of the darkness, got into several cars hidden in the darkness, and accelerated to chase Ning Zhiheng's vehicle.

The sudden appearance of the headlights quickly made Ning Zhiheng's bodyguard Maki Kimura discover it. He hurriedly said: "President, someone follows us, the speed is very fast, and it seems something is wrong."

After saying that, Maki Kimura took out the gun at his waist, loaded the bullet, held it on the insurance, and prepared to respond.

Ning Zhiheng was mentally prepared and said in a deep voice: "These people must have come to us. We should speed up immediately and open to the nearby police station. If they break into the police station, they will not dare to take action!"

When the driver heard Ning Zhiheng's order, he did not dare to neglect. He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. The vehicle's speed suddenly accelerated and drove towards the nearby police station. The bodyguard behind him saw Ning Zhiheng's sudden acceleration and understood. He quickly accelerated and followed him.

Seeing the target speed faster, Wei Xuehai couldn't help but feel regretful. He would have known that he would have blocked a car at the intersection of the street.

These Japanese people were so alert. Where did the mistake make? He never dared to delay anymore. If this happens, the other party will really escape.

Wei Xuehai opened the car window, poked out his body, pulled out the spear behind him, aimed at the vehicle in front, pulled the trigger, and shot it out with one shot.

The gunshots seemed particularly crisp and loud in the quiet night. Wei Xuehai's shooting skills were extremely accurate. His gun accurately hit the tires of the bodyguard's vehicle. The power of the gun's bullets was far greater than that of the pistol. With just this shot, the tires were flattened and the vehicle suddenly slanted. Fortunately, the driver's driving skills were very good.＞＞

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