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Chapter 359 Codename Qilin
The Japanese army was completely unaware of the leak of Plan No. 8.
Michitaro Komatsubara was still happily dreaming, trying to replicate the miracle on the Chinese battlefield with a force of more than 20,000 troops and swallow the Soviet-Mongolian coalition forces in one fell swoop with a strategy of roundabout attack.
In the Shanghai Stock Exchange, the impact of the Gao Tao incident gradually calmed down as the Japanese suppressed public opinion in the Shanghai Stock Exchange.
What is giving the Shanghai Military Police the biggest headache right now is the gunfight between the Green Gang and the Eight Banners Street.
Shanghai Stock Exchange, Meihua Building, Material Transportation Center.
Ma Yongzhen was wearing a fitted suit with a shirt and vest underneath, and had Stancom hair wax on his head, making him look quite ruffian.
"Boss, do you think I have to dress like this from now on?"
“It feels so awkward.”
Ma Yongzhen tugged at the tie around his neck, looking worried.
Ever since Ma Yongzhen came out, a large number of young and strong members of the Qing Gang have joined his ranks.
In just a few days, Xiaotongqiao's power has expanded again and again, and now it has controlled more than half of the territory.
Ma Yongzhen naturally became the Shanghai Stock Exchange tycoon after Boss Du.
"Of course, now you have more than just an ID card. You also have an identity. People with an identity should dress decently."
"Otherwise, how can you go out and meet people in the future?" Chen Yang smiled and asked He Yuehua to bring in two cups of coffee.
Ma Yongzhen took a sip, his brows furrowed instantly, and he couldn't help but complain: "Boss, what is this? Why is it so bitter? It's like taking medicine."
Chen Yang shook his head, called He Yuehua in, and added milk and sugar to Ma Yongzhen's coffee.
Ma Yongzhen could accept drinking it this way, but it always felt weird.
"Gulp," Ma Yongzhen pinched his nose and finally drank the coffee.
When Chen Yang saw this scene, he wanted to scold him.
This is high-quality coffee that a French trading company bought at a high price. The way he drinks it is no different from a turtle eating barley.
"Boss, I've finished my drink. What's the matter that you called me over here?" Ma Yongzhen was impatient and not as calm as Gao Tianjiu.
It was because of this kind of personality that he gathered his troops and fought the Japanese without any hesitation that night.
"Oh, what's the current situation with the Qing Gang? Are there any troubles?" Chen Yang asked calmly.
Ma Yongzhen couldn't help but frowned when he heard this.
Although Ma Yongzhen received instructions from Chen Yang and tried his best to suppress the dissatisfaction of the Qing Gang members, emotions are like balloons.
The more you suppress it, the more powerful it will be when it explodes.
The Qing Gang needed an outlet, and Ma Yongzhen also needed a legitimate reason to secure his position.
"Most of my brothers still support me, but as for some of them, I can't say much," Ma Yongzhen said still implicitly.
"As expected," Chen Yang said with a smile, "If you, a person without any foundation, want to ride on others' heads all of a sudden, it will definitely cause dissatisfaction among many people."
"It's okay. Go to Room 76 now. I asked Li Qun to prepare a gift for you, Nalan Yuanji."
"Haven't you been looking for him recently?"
"Boss," Ma Yongzhen hesitated, "This Nalan Yuanji is a lackey of the Japanese. Will it affect you if you let me touch him?"
"Don't worry," Chen Yang smiled and said, "There are many people in the Qing Gang who are unwilling to help the Japanese. If you use him to establish your authority, those people will support you even more."
"As for me, you don't need to worry. I will naturally have my own arrangements."
Chen Yang knew that Ma Yongzhen didn't like the Japanese. If he knew that Nalan Yuanji was a gift deliberately given to him by the fat guy from the Special High Section, he would definitely not accept it.
However, when it comes to anti-Japanese war, there is not necessarily a clear distinction. It is not uncommon to spend money to get things done. A qualified businessman is one who spends other people's money to do his own business.
"Since the boss said so, I will go," Ma Yongzhen has always obeyed Chen Yang's instructions, and he also knew that this boss must have a backup plan, so he agreed without thinking.
After instructing He Yuehua to send Ma Yongzhen away, Chen Yang picked up the coffee and looked at Ma Yongzhen's figure going away downstairs, a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.
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Shanghai Stock Exchange, International Settlement, Peninsula Coffee.
There are many coffee shops in Shanghai, where many foreigners live. With the invasion of Western culture, some Chinese people have also begun to learn to taste these foreign drinks.
Peninsula Coffee, this should be a very common brand. The house is also a very ordinary two-story building, and the decoration is also a very ordinary British style.
The only unusual thing is that the lady owner of this cafe is really beautiful.
The proprietress is a student who just returned from the UK. Her surname is Tang and her name is Tang Xin.
It is said that the proprietress studied painting at the Royal College of Art in the UK for several years and has a strong artistic aura.
In the afternoon, the sun is very warm.
Gong Zhongxi sat by the window, adjusting his glasses as he flipped through the newspaper in his hand.
"Mr. Nakanishi, your coffee." The waiter walked up to Isao Nakanishi with the coffee and placed the coffee in front of him.
Zhong Xigong said thank you politely and continued reading the newspaper in his hand.
Thump thump thump, a burst of hurried footsteps sounded, and the sound of military boots stepping on the wooden floor was particularly disturbing.
"Mr. Nakanishi, you are here. I've been looking for you for a long time," Mitsuhiro Abe breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Isao Nakanishi.
"Abe-kun, is there something urgent that you want to talk to me about?" Nakanishi Gong put down the newspaper and asked casually.
Abe Mitsuhiro looked around, leaned forward and whispered, "The Secret Service has received new intelligence. Kurosawa-kun has been looking for you for a long time but couldn't find you."
"Come back with me quickly."
"What is it that even Kurosawa-kun can't make the decision on?" Zhong Xigong was stunned.
"Stop talking so much and let's go." Abe Mitsuhiro reached out to pull Nakanishi Isao, but he accidentally touched the cup, and the coffee on the table spilled all over the table, and even some of it got on Nakanishi Isao's clothes and hands.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Mitsuhiro Abe apologized repeatedly.
Zhong Xigong waved his hand and took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands.
A tall figure walked up from behind the counter, "Mr. Nakanishi, are you okay?"
"Oh, boss lady, I'm sorry for making your place dirty." Zhong Xigong bowed slightly to Tang Xin and apologized.
Tang Xin quickly shook her head and asked softly, "It's okay, your hand isn't burned, is it?"
"Hey, your handkerchief is dirty. Let me wash it for you."
Zhong Xigong casually handed over the handkerchief and said, "Thank you for your help, Madam Boss. I'll come and get it next time."
"Abe-kun, let's go."
After saying that, Isao Nakanishi and Mitsuhiro Abe quickly left the cafe.
Tang Xin picked up a handkerchief and called behind the counter, "Xia Hong, come over and clean up here."
As she spoke, Tang Xin picked up the handkerchief and went upstairs.
After closing the door, Tang Xin took out a bottle of milky white potion from the drawer, picked up the painting brush, dipped it in the potion, and slowly applied it on the handkerchief.
Five seconds later, densely packed small words appeared on the handkerchief.
"Five-province joint sweep plan."