Jufang Building.

On Beiping Street, Special District 3, there is a restaurant specializing in Cantonese cuisine. Next to it is Longmao Foreign Company. This foreign company that sounds quite "Chinese" is actually an asset to British businessmen.

"Sir, how many of you?"

"One."

"Okay, please come here." The waiter pointed his hand and wanted to lead Luo Yao to the hall to sit. The people who ate in the hall were individual guests.

"I want to eat alone, and I don't want to be disturbed."

"Okay, sir, come with me." Business is difficult. In the past, if the private rooms in Jufang Building were not booked in advance, it would be impossible.

Now, the number of people coming out to have a meal is 80%. Just look at the sparse individual guests in the hall.

Luo Yao didn't care much about what he had eaten, so he asked the guy to recommend a few special dishes from Jufanglou, so he let him go out, and the joint location was in the 203 box.

The private room he is in is 205, just across the private room, which is not a big problem for Luo Yao.

It was about eleven o'clock.

Luo Yao came a little early, so he came here early, so he took a step first.

Not long after, the waiter led two people upstairs. Hearing the footsteps, it should be a man and a woman, and the direction of the three of them was in the 203 box.

Here comes.

Luo Yao glanced at his watch and arrived five minutes in advance.

A few minutes later, Xiaobeidong Northeast Qiao Sanyang's voice came downstairs, mentioning "203", and then followed a waiter upstairs.

Just as Qiao Sanyang was about to walk around his door, Luo Yao opened the door and poked his head out: "Man, is my food served?"

"Sir, please be careful. I'll go to the kitchen to urge you soon?" The guy who led Qiao Sanyang up responded quickly.

When Qiao Sanyang saw Luo Yao, his eyes met in the air and understood it.

"Hurry up, I have to have important things to do after I finish eating."

“Yes, yes.”

...

"It's just right, I'm not late, right?" Qiao Sanyang pushed the door and walked into the 203 box, took off his hat and placed it on the clothes hanger at the door.

"Is it Boss Chen from Yongxing?" One of the men in the private room stood up and clasped their fists and asked.

"No, I am the Song He who is well-known." Qiao Sanyang denied.

"So it's Boss Song, please sit down, I remember it wrong."

"Boss Chen has something to do temporarily, please ask me to come over. What are you planning to do in Jiangcheng?" Although Qiao Sanyang was young, he had a beard and dressed up for a while, and it seemed like that.

"We have a little red clay in our hands. Do you think there is any way to help us sell it?"

"This thing is hard currency now. How many do you have?"

"Not many, about thirty boxes."

"Thirty boxes, too few, right?" Qiao Sanyang frowned slightly.

"This, forty boxes of goods were attracted by Boss Li Xin's boss, so we only have thirty boxes left in our hands now!" Huang Yan said.

"Okay, thirty boxes are only thirty boxes. When will the goods be picked up?" Qiao Sanyang took out a pack of cigarettes, took out three and a half pieces of them, and handed them to Huang Yan, "Brother, smoke a cigarette."

Huang Yan reached out and smoked a cigarette in the middle.

Qiao Sanyang smiled slightly and pulled out one of them himself. Huang Yan took out a box of foreign fire, ignite it for Qiao Sanyang, and then lit it for himself.

"Can Boss Song give me some deposit?" Huang Yan asked.

"How much do you want?"

"Three thousand yuan." Huang Yan raised three fingers.

"Who brings so much cash out now? Let's make an appointment for a while and I'll give it to you tomorrow?" Qiao Sanyang said after thinking for a while.

"Then thank you Boss Song."

“Have you ordered the food?”

"Not yet."

"Then let's have a meal first. I'll treat you to this meal as a meeting gift. I hope we will have a happy cooperation in the future." Qiao Sanyang said generously.

"Then I'll thank Boss Song."

"I won't eat the food anymore. I'll use it slowly. I still have something to do." When the dishes came up, Qiao Sanyang stood up and said, "I've already known the account."

"Please, Boss Song."

...

Luo Yao heard everything about Qiao Sanyang and Huang Yan. They were talking about opium business on the surface, but in fact they were talking about people.

Thirty boxes of red clay are thirty people.

Li Xin’s boss Li refers to Li Guochen, the mayor of the Military Control Commission Jiangcheng District, and the district agency is located in Li Xin Building on Dongting Lake Street, the French Concession.

Of course, these are all secrets and outsiders don't know.

This group of people came from the training class. In the past, they were temporarily removed to defend Dajiang City. There were about hundreds of people. In the past, some of them were removed and some of them were added to the River God Group. Now these people are responsible for the waiters and kitchens of Sunshine Coffee House.

Later, the Great Retreatment and some were withdrawn, leaving 70 people. They were originally supposed to belong to the Jiangcheng District of the Military Control Commission, but the headquarters of the bureau has never divided the relationship between these people.

In fact, it has not been assigned for a long time. It is a dispute between the district mayor Li Guochen and deputy district mayor Tang Xin about the concept of lurking work in the occupied areas. Li felt that work behind enemy lines needs to change his concept. These people were all from the training class and could not be used for fighting, killing, and such unnecessary sacrifices, their wealth was relatively innocent and easier to penetrate into pseudo-government agencies and provide information.

But Tang Xin disagreed. He believed that Li Guochen was a coward and did not dare to fight the Japanese invaders head-on, and advocated targeted actions against the Japanese invaders and traitors.

Most of the students in this training class are learning operations, and only a small number of them learn intelligence, and they advocate that they transfer these people to their operations department.

He and Li Guochen were in charge of operations and intelligence respectively.

It’s not that Tang Xin didn’t know the importance of intelligence, but that he prefers to directly destroy and attack the Japanese invaders more easily and can strike the Japanese invaders more easily.

In his eyes, Li Guochen is a manifestation of cowardice and weakness.

After arguing, none of them got the chance to win this group of people, but they ended up getting the price of Luo Yao's direct group. Tang Xindao was nothing. He had a good relationship with Luo Yao. He gave him a lot of people and did not do anything small. He wanted to ask Luo Yao for help. That was not a matter of one sentence?

Li Guochen is different. He is not convinced. Since the superiors don’t give him, can he still stop these people from fighting with him?

These forty people must have been poached by Li Guochen.

The remaining thirty people did not follow him. Luo Yao didn't know the reason, but he could guess that there was one reason that these people were out of stock. Otherwise, Huang Yan wouldn't have asked Qiao Sanyang directly for money.

...

"Sir, your food is complete, please use it slowly."

"Yes." Since all the food has been ordered, the money has been spent, and not eating it is wasted. Luo Yao picked up the chopsticks and started eating. He no longer needs to pay attention to Qiao Sanyang. When he turned around, Qiao Sanyang would report to him in detail.

Just as he was concentrating on eating, a familiar voice suddenly penetrated into his ears, a very familiar feeling that he didn't remember for a while.

It is in the private room diagonally opposite, it should be No. 208.

"Young Master Yang likes her little girl, that's a blessing for her little girl, but she's used to being wild since she was a child. I'm afraid it's not up to Mr. Yang's wishes. It would be bad if she hit Mr. Yang..."

"Old Jiang, my son is rarely serious. He doesn't care about you, a small family, and personally beg me to propose marriage to you. Wouldn't you give me this face?"

"President Yang, what do you say? We are a small family, and we really don't dare to go to the top!"

"Jiang Cheng, are you not giving me Yang Zan face?"

"President Yang, this forced melon is not sweet..."

"My son has been good at learning since childhood and has also studied abroad. He has seen the world. You don't even want such a son-in-law. What kind of son-in-law do you want?" Yang Zan was a little displeased.

Luo Yao remembered who Jiang Cheng was? It was Jiang Xiaoyu's father. For a moment, Luo Yao couldn't guess this President Yang.

There are not a hundred or eighty people in Jiangcheng who have the title of president, and there are several others with the surname Yang. How did he know who the surname Yang is?

Jiang Xiaoyu was there just now?

"President Yang, this relationship is about mutual affection. Our Xiaoyu has been spoiled by me since childhood. She has a stubborn temper. This is really not very suitable for Mr. Yang..."

"Jiang Cheng, don't you want to do your Bu Zhuan business?" A sound of Yin or Yang or Yang sounded. Listening to the sound, you should be a young man.

"Fei'er, don't be so rude to your Uncle Jiang." President Yang scolded his son, but in fact he didn't have any tone of blame.

Although Luo Yao has never been a parent, he can understand Jiang Cheng's embarrassment and grievances at this moment.

"dad."

Jiang Xiaoyu's "Dad" was full of anger and grief, but she felt helpless. Luo Yao couldn't help but curse.

He knew that the responsibility he had was heavy, and he couldn't control some things, nor could he do it.

However, when encountering such a thing, the meal was tasteless.

"Xiaoyu, why don't you think about it?" After about ten seconds, Jiang Cheng sighed a long time and said to Jiang Xiaoyu.

Luo Yao twitched his eyes. As a father, Jiang Cheng obviously did this without qualification, and he was even sorry for his father's name.

However, if President Yang has the ability to force the Jiang family to destroy, then his approach may be the only way to preserve the Jiang family. The only pitiful thing is to sacrifice his daughter's happiness.
To be continued...