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Chapter forty-seven another stroke

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Neither of them spoke in Liu Shirong's office, and Yan Wenchuan was considering how to deal with this matter.

"Okay, I'll go back and let him take the confession back later. In this case, the Japanese businessman will just let it go, so as to save the diplomatic disputes and will come out to fight against the thunder at that time," Yan Wenchuan said angrily.

Yan Wenchuan originally planned to kill Zhang Jimin and let him cause trouble for him repeatedly, but it seemed that he could not do it.

"Very good, Wenchuan, you are still very considering the overall situation. It's great that you don't worry about your affairs. I will explain to the post. If anyone dares to do it, then you won't agree," Liu Shirong said confidently.

"Then I would like to thank the section chief. In addition, the Japanese businessman knocked out some people's fat and cream, and asked the section chief to accept it with a smile." After saying that, Yan Wenchuan put two 50,000 US dollars bills on the table.

Liu Shirong felt a little uncomfortable when he saw Yan Wenchuan giving him money like this. After all, he was a person, and there were not many such subordinates with extraordinary abilities and pragmatic skills.

"Okay, then I'll accept it. You can deal with the leftover tail as soon as possible. I will take care of the above matters for you. Just let go of your bold work." Liu Shirong still wanted to give Yan Wenchuan some spiritual encouragement so that the kid would not quit.

"Yes! Thank you, Section Chief!"

Yan Wenchuan slowly walked downstairs, constantly thinking about it. The intelligence department said it bluntly, and it is also a place where people can do things in the world. You should pay attention to it in the future, otherwise they will be sold.

In addition, I also need to make preparations and lay a foundation in the army. If something happens here, there will be some way out.

He still had 150,000 US dollars left, so he collected it personally. Yan Wenchuan plans to use this money when he goes to Shanghai in the future. The Nanjing organization Yan Wenchuan has already given them great help. He cannot rely on him for everything.

To remit some money to William in the British consulate, he would buy himself some property there first, so he would not be too passive when he went to Shanghai. Moreover, William was recently promoted and became a counselor of the Embassy in China, which would provide him with convenience for his future actions in Shanghai.

Yan Wenchuan thought about coming to the interrogation room and coming to the place where Tang Lin was imprisoned. Seeing that he was so enraged that he was no longer arrogant as before.

"Let him out," Yan Wenchuan said.

"yes!"

"Secretary Tang, you are lucky this time. After you go back, you will give your mayor a message, saying that if you still want to find someone to kill me, you must come as soon as possible, otherwise he will not have such a good opportunity next time," Yan Wenchuan said lightly.

"Captain Yan, do you mean I can leave?" Tang Lin was still a little uncertain. How could they let themselves leave easily.

"Of course, bring the interrogation record with him so that Mayor Zhang knows something was wrong with him, and don't say we are wronged," said Yan Wenchuan.

"yes!"

After saying that, he left without caring for this ignorant secretary and came to the prison guard Miyamoto to live in the jail cell.

"You all go out, I have to explain to this Japanese spy separately for some things!" Yan Wenchuan said.

"yes!"

After seeing everyone out, Yan Wenchuan came to Miyamoto Shuino, looking at the Japanese who looked unkind and stared at him, and really wanted to cut him with one knife.

"Why, Mr. Miyamoto, are you planning to kill me with your eyes? I think you should do something useful! For example, where have you shipped those medicines?" Yan Wenchuan asked.

After hearing Yan Wenchuan say this, Miyamoto Shuino's heart sank, he was discovered after all, and everything was occupied by these hateful Chinese people.

This was the preparation he spent three years to prepare and spent millions of dollars to establish a drug supply line for the empire.

Preparations for cities that are about to occupy by the empires such as Shanghai, Nanjing, Tianjin, and Peking. This will help many imperial warriors get rid of death. Unexpectedly, they will be destroyed by this bastard in front of them. Baga!

"Hmph! Since you have discovered everything, what else can you say? If you want to kill me, hurry up and start!" Miyamoto Shuno said toughly.

"Mr. Miyamoto was joking. Although I had a public office, I just wanted to make plans for my future wife and children. In this way, I will give you a chance. If you ask you to use money to buy the lives of you a few people, how much money do you plan to pay?" Yan Wenchuan asked with a smile.

Miyamoto Shuino was stunned. What does it mean? He just finished the quarrel and came to tease me again. Do you think of me as an idiot? He didn't believe that the young man in front of him would let him go.

"Why don't you believe it?"

"Hmph, how do you make me believe that now that people are in your territory, you have the final say. Can you let us go back to give you money?" Miyamoto Shunno used my eyes that I could see through everything and looked at Yan Wenchuan talking nonsense.

Ha! You see through it! Yan Wenchuan thought to himself in anger.

"In this way, Mr. Miyamoto, I will let your subordinates go back first. If you ask them to bring the money back to buy your life, what do you think?" Yan Wenchuan asked.

After hearing what he said, Miyamoto Sumio thought about it in his mind. It seemed very safe. They went back to get the money and told Miss Yuko the news. Even if they were really dead, they knew what was going on here.

"If all you say is true, I will pay a million US dollars to buy the lives of us, what do you think?" Miyamoto Shunno looked at Yan Wenchuan with hope.

One million US dollars, these Japanese are really rich, okay, so let's get another knock on them.

"Okay, your life is the price. In addition, I want to talk to you about the machine that produces penicillin in the factory. Do you still plan to ask for it?" Yan Wenchuan said.

"What did you say? Can you return those machines to me?" Miyamoto Shunno asked excitedly.

"Of course, everything has a price, do you think it's right? It depends on how much you plan to buy it," Yan Wenchuan said with a smile.

Miyamoto Sumio took a deep breath. It would be great if these machines could come back. Although they could ship them back from China, it would take several months to delay how much medicine is produced and how many soldiers' lives would be measured by money.

"If you can give it back to me, I can use one million and a half million dollars," I didn't have much money to be paid from the Imperial Finance, and I thought to myself.

"Yes, but there is a condition to add that no matter whether you Japanese occupy Nanjing City in the future, you will have to give me ten boxes of penicillin every month. This is a gentleman's agreement. If you have something to do in the future, I can help you," said Yan Wenchuan.

Yan Wenchuan also plans to receive penicillin from a constant source, so that no matter how the situation develops in the future, it will still play a decisive role if you have a drug line in your hand.

Miyamoto Sumino looked at Yan Wenchuan curiously. Who is this person? The lion spoke loudly, and only ten boxes of penicillin were needed. This amount was still very easy for him. He also promised to help him in the future. What did he think?

"I can give you ten boxes of medicine every month, but after this incident, I don't plan to stay in Nanjing for production. I will go to Shanghai. If you can accept it, I will give it to you as agreed," Miyamoto Shuino said sincerely.

"Very good! I have some relationships in Shanghai. The British Consulate has a good friend of mine. I will remind him to make arrangements and let him contact you. I also hope that you have a longer vision and we may have many places to cooperate in the future," said Yan Wenchuan.

Miyamoto Shuino didn't expect that Yan Wenkawa could be so long and could be online with the British consulate. In this case, maybe there is really a place to help in the future.

"Don't worry, what our great Japanese Empire said will definitely keep its word for ten boxes per month, and I will deliver it on time," Miyamoto Shunno said.

"Okay, your companions come here later and give you ten minutes to explain. I will receive two sums of money before 6 pm, asking Citibank's bearer bills for 100,000 US dollars in total, 2.5 million US dollars after receiving the money. I will arrange someone to send you away."

"In addition, the machine over there gives you a month's time to transfer, and I will arrange it. I hope you don't play tricks to avoid misunderstandings."

"Okay, okay, don't worry."

Yan Wenchuan left the interrogation room and said to the people around him: "Go and those Japanese merchants took them to talk to Miyamoto Suzuno. After ten minutes, let them go and leave them. Don't be embarrassed. This is what the above means. Don't talk too much, do you know?" Yan Wenchuan explained seriously.

"Yes, captain!"

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3:00 pm

No. 97 Yihe Road.

Zhang Jimin looked at the secretary in front of him who was in good spirits and his wife screaming beside him, one head and two big ones.

He took great favors to suppress this time. He used such favors less frequently. It was not that he really couldn't come to ask for help.

"Don't you two kill me? You are uncomfortable!" Zhang Jimin said in a low voice.

"Mayor, this time the person surnamed Yan is still the one who is the one who is surnamed Yan. I think I have to find a way to beside him, otherwise there will be trouble in the future," Tang Lin said ruthlessly.

Tu Tianjiao next to him also agreed with this good suggestion, but actually cut off his tongue, turning himself into a mute, and causing him to die miserably.

Zhang Jimin was so angry when he saw two bastards who were not afraid of death!

"Xiao Tang, you will take care of your own affairs in the future. If this woman comes to you, you don't have to pay attention to her. If something happens, don't be by my side," Zhang Jimin said sternly.

If it weren't for Tang Lin's loyalty to protect the Lord, he would have been deposed by what he said in the intelligence department.

"Yes, Mayor Zhang." Tang Lin quickly agreed, and saw that the mayor was dissatisfied with him, and he did not dare to mention the confession at all.

"You go back first and do your own thing in the future."

"yes!"

Looking at Tang Lin leaving, Zhang Jimin said to his wife: "You don't go out at home in the future and are messing around under my banner. I will give you a break and let you fend for yourself."

Tu Tianjiao saw that his man had made up his mind this time and did not dare to speak.

However, Zhang Jimin held a grudge against Yan Wenchuan and felt very unhappy. He looked for an opportunity to push him into the abyss and went against him repeatedly. If he hadn't found someone to make peace, he might have fallen into his hands this time.
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