The two of them went through boxes and cabinets in the office of the Imperial Office, and found nothing but a bag of mothballs. They were so angry that they scolded Senior Imai as an old Baga.

"Yu, what's going on?" Yan Qingyu was confused.

King Yusu said angrily: "Do you know who is in the hands of the destiny of the Great Japanese Empire?"

Yan Qingyu said: "Isn't it in the hands of your Emperor and the Chief of Staff of the Prime Minister's Base Camp?"

King Mizuno said: "No, it's not His Majesty the Emperor, the Prime Minister, or the Generals of the Army and Navy, but the staff of the base camp played by Katsuo. Takeo Imai is such a person, including Kenji Doihara, Akira Kansar, Kanwahara, Kanwahara, and Masatoshi. The Japanese Empire was pulled into the mud step by step by step by step by the bastard."

Yan Qingyu said: "I don't know any of the names you said, but they sound very powerful."

King Yusu said: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand. I'll tell you why I sit here with you, because the Japanese military headquarters doesn't want to continue fighting with China anymore. They want to end the war as soon as possible. Now the military is two factions. One faction plans to use Wang Jingwei as the new agent to ban Wang Kemin and Liang Hongzhi and others. Another faction believes that ending the war requires a peace talk with Chongqing. Yingzuo is the faction that supports Wang Jingwei. As Yingzuo's deputy, Takeo Imai has always wanted to achieve some results. He wants to end the war by contacting Chiang Kai-shek in Chongqing, but he has no resources, so he came to me."

Yan Qingyu said: "Why are you looking for you? What resources do you have? You are just a playboy."

King Yusu was furious: "Yansang, although I admire your straightforwardness, your words are so sad. My father is a well-known figure in Japanese politics, my family is a Japanese Chinese, and I have always had contacts with the Emperor. My son, Fumitsuki, the son of Prime Minister Konosuke, and the son of the General Affairs Office of the Kyoya Institute, Yanagawa Kaede, is a classmate from Imperial University. More importantly, I have you."

"Is there me? What's the relationship with me?"

"You are so stupid. Didn't you say it just now? Takeo Imai wants to get in touch with Chongqing. Is your brother-in-law Chen Zikun a senior official in Chongqing?"

"That's it..." Yan Qingyu's mind quickly turned around and said, "This is not easy. I'm mixed with you all day long and they treat me as a traitor. It's too late to kill me. I'll run to talk about Japan-China peace talks. My brother-in-law has a bad temper and might beat me to death on the spot."

"Is there nothing I can do?" King Yuhu looked sad.

"There should be a solution. Chen Zikun has four wives and a female secretary. They are all people who can speak. If they follow their path, this matter will be done, but..." Yan Qingyu stopped talking.

"But what, bastard, don't keep it in the way." King Yuhu became impatient.

"It takes money to get some money. Chen Zikun's ladies are all jealous of money. They like gold, silver jewelry, jewelry, jade, famous paintings, antiques, watches and bags the most..."

"Okay, you tell me, how much does it cost." King Yuhu waved his hand impatiently.

Yan Qingyu blinked: "I guess it's almost the same as 100,000 yuan."

"Oh, not much." King Yusu seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"One hundred thousand yuan is just the first step of spending, and there are still many expenses that are not included. If you want to establish a connection, you have to go to Chongqing. Don't spend money on air tickets to Hong Kong and Chongqing? Don't spend money on staying in a restaurant and having a meal? Don't give gifts after taking advantage of senior officials such as Song Ziwen? Where can I meet after establishing a channel? Car fees and guard fees are all expenses. I think it's impossible to stop it without a few million."

After hearing Yan Qingyu's words, King Yu was stunned: "How can I take out the huge sums of millions? The military headquarters will not reimburse me. Isn't this a cheat? Isn't it a cheat? Let me rob it?"

Yan Qingyu said, "Yusang, I think, the military department will give you this important task, it must be because you are young and enterprising. There is no need to say much, you can raise it yourself without funds. Look at the number 76, who is doing well, who is not a million yuan, who are they? They are all traitors and two Japanese devils. You are a serious Japanese devil. You are not like playing if you want to make a fortune."

King Yusu said: "Yansang, you are such a bastard. You should be shot even with your words. But I can let you go, but you have to tell me how to raise funds. Can you let me kidnap like Lin Zhijiang? As a nobleman, I can't do such a thing."

Yan Qingyu said: "That's dirty work. If we don't do it, just sell things. One is food and the other is opium. You can do it."

King Yuhu thought for a while and said, "Food is military supplies, and it is not convenient to interfere. It's better to do opium trading."

The four words "opium trading" are simple to say, but they are really complicated to operate. They are not something that two young people can control. Think about how many warlords and heroes lost their territory and lives for opium, and how many eyes are staring at Shanghai Beach, how can outsiders interfere?

Both of them understand the truth, but then again, Shanghai has been a paradise for adventurers since its opening. Many heroes came here with no money, conquered the world with nothing, and finally achieved success and became a legend of a generation. Moreover, the King of Yuhu still has unique conditions, and I would be sorry for myself if I don’t do a grand battle.

They did it as soon as they said, and the two immediately set out to inspect the market and drove to Nanshi. There was a Japanese military police standing guard at the gate of the concession to Nanshi. Chinese people entering and leaving must bow to the military police, otherwise they would be slapped. Even a gentleman with status was no exception. The car Yan Qingyu was riding in was hung with a Japanese flag and a consulate badge. The military police not only dared not stop him, but also saluted with guns.

There is a road in Nanshi called Old Catholic Hall Street. The houses are dense, but fortunately they were not bombed to preserve. There are always hundreds of tobacco shops on the street. There are conspicuous signs hanging at the door of every house, such as the sky, the fun in the fog, the fairy palace, and the happiness park. However, there are smoke inside. When you enter the door, smoke collapses, and the discharge is dense. Some even have smoke collapses in the patio. The skinny smokers are lying on it and swallowing the clouds and fog.

All the tobacco shops are doing well, with crowded inside and full of smoke. They are still enjoying the extra mats on the ground, and the outside is full of customers, waiting for the empty seats.

King Yuhu had never seen such a scene before. He was quite shocked and covered his nose with a handkerchief, for fear of being smoky by poisonous fog, and showed a look of disgust.

"Let's go." Yan Qingyu also felt out of place with this environment.

The two walked slowly forward, and there were still many queues in the alleys on both sides of the road. Looking at the dry and thin people in line, you will know that they were addicts. There was a church in front of them, with the door open. When you passed by, you took a look. It was covered with mats, and those who were lying were smokers smoking opium.

"Yansang, you Chinese are really worthy of being the sick husband of East Asia." King Yuhu sighed.

Yan Qingyu said: "It's not thanks to you Japanese. I remember when my brother-in-law was in Shanghai, he established a smoking ban on law enforcement corps and almost banned the opium business in Shanghai. As soon as you Japanese came in, all your previous efforts were wasted. Now half of the people in Shanghai are smokers. Buying opium is more convenient than buying rice. Smokers have to take a few puffs if they don't eat."

As he was speaking, a skinny man came to him and said pitifully: "Boss, please send me a little."

King Yusu opened his wallet and took out a small bill: "Take it."

The smoker saw a thick stack of banknotes in his wallet and his eyes turned green. He snatched it and turned his head and ran away. Yan Qingyu subconsciously wanted to chase after him. Seeing that the smoker was as thin as a gust of wind could blow down, he walked as fast as he ran faster than himself. He couldn't help laughing: "Yusang, you deserve to be unlucky."

King Yusu smiled helplessly, and did not speak on the way back.

Back in the office of Broadway Building, King Yu looked up at the Huangpu River from the railing and smoked a cigarette quietly. Yan Qingyu had never seen him so quiet that he dared not disturb him.

Suddenly, King Yuhu pointed to the Shiliupu Pier in the distance and said, "Seventy years ago, the Jewish man Hatong got off the boat and landed there, carrying only a few silver coins. Later, he became the richest man in the Far East. I, King Yuhu, also want to be the richest man in the Far East."

Yan Qingyu said: "Brother, did you have the upper hand at lunch?"

The king of the Imperial Empire said: "I not only want to monopolize the opium in Shanghai, but also the opium transactions in China. I want every two opium and every red pill to pass through me. I want the imperial organs to become the most powerful and terrifying secret organs, and I want those who follow me to become millionaires!"

Suddenly, he turned around, his eyes shining with enthusiasm and ambition: "Yansang, are you willing to work hard with me?"

Yan Qingyu was moved by his bold words: "Yu, I do!"

King Yusu said: "Okay, I will be responsible for the upper-level route, and you will connect the social relations between the lower-level people. It is better for the Chinese people to handle the matters of the Chinese people by themselves. The Mei agency established No. 76 because Japanese agents could not adapt to the complex situation in Shanghai. They could only use the former agents of Nanjing Zhengfu and the gangsters in Shanghai. We should also do this and recruit a group of capable personnel to enrich the agency."

Yan Qingyu said: "So, what should I do about making a movie? I have read the scripts sent by Manying three times."

King Yusu smiled faintly: "Let it go with the wind. Besides, I am no longer responsible for cultural affairs, and I am not in my position or doing my own affairs."

Yan Qingyu was overjoyed: "I am good at recruiting soldiers and buying horses, and I will definitely do it for you."

"It's us, this is our career." King Yusu corrected his words and said with confidence: "I'll take a boat back to Tokyo to clear the relationship. You can contact Chen Zikun in Chongqing as soon as possible. If we can't achieve results, we won't be recognized by the senior management. Do you understand?"

"Hayi!" Yan Qingyu bowed, showing off his appearance and making a serious case.


Chapter completed!