The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 225 Purchase

I climbed over the wall and entered to observe. The cook in the room was given a day off, and only two nannies were happily preparing some food for themselves in the side hall.

The dishes are bought ready-made. The master has said that he will not come back for dinner, so they can cook them casually and eat the rice from the master's family, which can save a lot of money.

Jin Rong's bedroom was on the second floor. Jiang Wen's people climbed in and quickly locked the room.

Huang Jinrong was of high seniority, and those who could worship him as his disciples were still considered prominent figures in Shanghai as long as they survived. Huang Jinrong specially used a rather ancient wooden box to contain the name cards of these people.

It's easy to spot, sitting on a bookshelf.

The principal's name card is the only one, and there is a small wooden box with a lock next to it.

It was expected that there would be a lock. The team members who came to steal today were originally preparing safes. A simple lock on a wooden box would be overkill.

I successfully found the post with Jiang's name, stuffed it into my arms, and went downstairs. When I passed by downstairs, I took a look and saw that the nanny in the side hall was chatting and laughing while cooking.

Climb over the wall and leave, hand the things to Jiang Wen, and Jiang Wen hands them to Liu Kai. You're done.

Liu Kai sent a signal to Zhou Qinghe. As the person being requested, Zhou Qinghe could show his attitude and ask them to wait for a while, so he waited at home for news from Liu Kai.

When I received the news that I had obtained the item, I was immediately reassured.

Then he headed to the casino.

The entrance to Casino No. 181.

Zhang Xiaolin ignored his status as a leader of the Youth Gang and personally welcomed Zhou Qinghe, making sure to give Zhou Qinghe plenty of face.

"Brother Zhou, your Majesty is here, hahahaha."

"Why are you so solemn? It's not my first time here."

This treatment of Zhou Qinghe was a bit strange. It was Huang Jinrong who begged him, not Zhang Xiaolin. Why was it like this?

"Can that be the same?"

Zhang Xiaolin avoided Zhou Qing and the Japanese behind him, leaned closer and said, "You were a guest before, but now you are the owner here. The owner of the largest casino in Shanghai is inspecting business on his first day. This welcome ceremony must not be messed up. ?I will greet you personally."

"Alright alright."

Zhou Qinghe smiled and shook his head.

"Do you want to make it public?"

Zhang Xiaolin didn't know whether Zhou Qinghe was going to say that he had a share in this casino.

"Forget it." Of course Zhou Qinghe refused. There was no point in showing his face like this.

"Understood, brother, your identity is here, so I didn't clarify it with my subordinates."

Zhang Xiaolin had expected this a long time ago and didn't like to be in the limelight, so he deliberately avoided the Japanese just now.

"But I've asked someone to arrange a new room for you on the top floor, the one next to mine. If you want to come here to rest or play a few games or something, you can just come. I've already said hello to you."

"Thanks then."

"Why are you so polite?"

The two of them walked into the elevator while talking and arrived at Zhang Xiaolin's exclusive room. Huang Jinrong was already waiting for him. When he saw him, he didn't put on any airs and nodded with a smile while holding a cane.

Zhou Qinghe casually asked the plainclothes military police protecting him to guard the door before walking in.

To some extent, he is similar to Huang Jinfeng. Huang Jinfeng is afraid of death and brings a bunch of subordinates with him. He has to pretend to be afraid of death and also brings a bunch of Japanese subordinates with him.

There are definitely some inconveniences, but the pretentiousness must be maintained.

"Mr. Zhou, we are welcome from afar."

Huang Jinrong looked at Zhou Qinghe and had some emotion. He had just met a new doctor in Shanghai for the first time, and he didn't take it to heart. Now when they meet again, he has to speak calmly.

Even in today's matter, it still depends on whether Zhou Qinghe will give him face and whether he is willing to help.

He sighed and complained: "I'm so scared right now. I really don't dare to show my face. I'm afraid I'll offend someone somewhere. Please take a bag of poison away with me."

"Mr. Huang is a well-known big shot in Shanghai. Our Military Police Headquarters also kindly invited you to be the mayor of SH City. We attach great importance to it and are sincere about poisoning. Where are you talking about? You said it was our people who did it? Any evidence?"

Zhou Qinghe looked dull. As a Japanese, it was impossible for him to admit this.

"It's an old man's mistake." Huang Jinrong smiled bitterly: "But Mr. Zhou, please give me some comment.

The day before yesterday, Major Tojo came to my house and asked for 100,000 yen to be used as military expenses. I didn't give it. Today, my family was kidnapped and poisoned. Isn't this a coincidence? "

After saying this, Huang Jinrong waved his hand and asked the men on the side to bring up a plate, which contained the medicinal powder handed over by the chef.

Before Zhou Qinghe could speak, he continued: "I don't want to investigate the actual situation. I am old and no longer the detective of the French Concession. I really don't have the energy.

I asked Xiaolin to help me make an appointment with Mr. Zhou today, just hoping that Mr. Zhou could let me go for the sake of half of my body being buried in the ground, and for the sake of Brother Xiaolin. "

After speaking, Huang Jinrong opened the lid of the box on the table, revealing a large amount of yen inside, and then said with a wry smile: "You think of a way to help me rescue my family.

I know it wasn't you, nor Major Tojo, but the Military Police Headquarters has great powers, and if we find someone, I think we can definitely find him. How about that? "

This is relying on the old man to act miserably, and his attitude is extremely low. But if Zhou Qinghe really believed it, he would be the stupid one.

Outsiders didn't know, but he knew clearly that this person had a very close relationship with the principal. Du Yuesheng ran away to Hong Kong, but this person dared to stay in Shanghai despite being forced by the Japanese. This was not a sign of lack of courage.

If you are really panic-stricken, you are still dragging your whole family to the port to grab ferry tickets.

A person who has dominated the French Concession in Shanghai for many years can only be said to be extremely thick-skinned and can afford to put things down. His body is not an important thing in his eyes at all.

Show weakness first. If the negotiation fails today, he believes that Golden Velvet will secretly retaliate when the time comes.

However, Zhou Qinghe did not intend to give him this opportunity. Compared with letting him deal with Tojo Akio in the future, the money was more practical.

The water on Shanghai Beach will become increasingly muddy, so don’t jump out of the golden velvet.

Zhou Qinghe looked at the 100,000 yen in the box and said nothing. Before it was his turn to speak, it was his turn to do something for Zhang Xiaolin.

Silence is the beginning of work.

Sure enough, Zhang Xiaolin received the signal and took advantage of every opportunity, and began to speak respectable words to sell face for Golden Velvet.

Zhou Qinghe listened for a long time, then looked at the golden velvet and smiled lightly: "You can't talk about things without evidence. This will damage the reputation of our Japanese Empire and also affect the relationship between Mr. Huang and our military police headquarters." Relationship."

"Understood, I will tell my men to be silent." Golden Velvet nodded.

"Your power and business are limited to the French Concession, and all foreign trade business has been given up. Since you are old, take a good rest."

"Okay." Although Huang Jinling was hesitant, he was decisive. He had obviously thought about it for a long time.

Zhou Qinghe smiled, picked up a stack of yen from the box and played with it: "Mr. Huang is indeed courageous as a leader of the Youth Gang. Now the Military Police Headquarters can believe that you have given up sincerely."

"I really can't do it anymore." Huang Jinrong was still shaking his head and sighing helplessly.

"It's up to you whether to do it or not. It all depends on who can speak for you in the military police headquarters."

Zhou Qinghe dropped the yen and looked at him, flashing the butcher's knife: "I have a little money recently and want to buy some property to collect rent. I wonder if Mr. Huang has any property he wants to sell?"

It cost 350 million to resell cigarettes and build a garden. Without this, Zhou Qinghe felt that tonight would be in vain.

You can’t just do things for Zhang Xiaolin.

Huang Jinrong frowned immediately and looked at Zhang Xiaolin with a sullen face and said nothing.

For him, it's still the same problem. He's not afraid of giving money, but he's afraid of never ending it. No matter how thick the meat on the pig is, it can't withstand being chopped with a butcher's knife day after day.

He went to Zhang Xiaolin to talk to Zhou Qinghe, instead of going to Tojo Akio directly, because of Zhang Xiaolin's identity as the guarantor.

"I'll have a few words with Brother Zhou." Zhang Xiaolin also answered with great discernment.

When Golden Velvet went out, Zhang Xiaolin immediately complimented him, cupped his fists and said, "Brother, thank you very much."

As soon as Zhou Qinghe opened his mouth, almost all of Golden Velvet's business was cut off, and Du Yuesheng was not here, which meant that he alone had the final say in the Qing Gang's business in the future.

For Zhang Xiaolin, that was reaching the pinnacle of power!

Among the Chinese people in Shanghai, there is a unique existence.

"Why are you so polite?"

Zhou Qinghe didn't show any pretense, and simply asked: "Does this golden velvet have anything good in it? I took 50 US dollars, and the interest will not increase if I leave it alone. I have to spend it."

Zhang Xiaolin reciprocated the favor and immediately came up with an idea: "Brother, it's not interesting for you to have this import and export business. Naturally, I can't do without your share. I think it would be better to get some real estate business."

"Tell me."

"Let's not talk about the business in the French Concession. In the British Concession, he owns a lot of real estate. For example, he has a 20% stake in the Chinachem Hotel near your home. He owns the coffee shop and teahouse next to it.

There are cotton mills and yarn mills farther away, and even dock and steamship companies, large and small, that have more or less shares. I can't tell you clearly. There are too many disciples and the like. "

"He has shares in the Chinachem Hotel?" Zhou Qinghe was surprised after hearing this: "As far as I know, are they owned by the British?" Zhou Qinghe remembered that the information from the Military Intelligence Section recorded that the owner of the Chinachem Hotel was British. Jews are very rich.

How rich are you? There are more than 1800 properties in Shanghai.

Of course, not so much now, because many buildings outside the concession have been destroyed.

Zhang Xiaolin leaned back on his chair and said with a calm smile: "Brother, this is a business in Shanghai. Without the consent of our Qinggang, will he be able to eat? Don't worry about the business, as long as it is business. If you want to make money in Shanghai, it depends on the Qinggang. Agree or disagree.

Of course, now it depends on whether you agree or not. "

"The British Marines were standing guard there. I thought there was a military background there."

Although Zhou Qinghe had never seen this Jew, looking at the formation, he knew that the power behind the Jew was quite large.

"Hahaha, the British army also has to eat. All transactions are based on favors. This is not about favors, and we don't have to give face." Zhang Xiaolin had a mocking look in his eyes and raised his eyebrows: "If it can't be done, why can't it be bad? What's the matter?"

"Makes sense."

Sure enough, villains are the most difficult to deal with.

If it were shares in the Chinachem Hotel, let alone Zhou Qinghe, he was really interested.

He went to the Chinachem Hotel quite a few times. This place was on the Bund, close to his home, so business must be good.

The most important thing is that if you take the equity of Chinachem Hotel, you can arrange for a subordinate to serve as a lobby manager there, book rooms in advance, or erase the room booking records.

With the Japanese men following him to protect him on a regular basis, it not only facilitates his contact with Liu Kai and others, but also considers the future struggle situation, and it is also good to use it to hide people.

British marines stood guard, and at least the Japanese couldn't search blatantly.

It's considered a safe spot for his men.

It's just that 20% of the shares are a little less, which sounds like it doesn't have much say.

"Do you know the person behind this? Can I buy more?" Zhou Qinghe started thinking and was really interested in this Chinachem Hotel.

"Brother, I'm afraid this won't work."

Zhang Xiaolin took a sip of tea and said: "This Chinachem Hotel is the face of the British, and it will not be sold. The 20% share in Jin Fu's hand was also negotiated for a long time at that time. They are not short of money. If it weren't for For the sake of the Qing Gang, I won’t give out even 20%.”

"That's it, forget it."

Let’s talk about it later when we have the opportunity. There will be plenty of time to think about this matter later.

"How much does Brother Zhang think I should spend on the 20% share?"

Zhang Xiaolin smiled slightly: "In the 200th year of the Republic of China, the land price alone for this hotel cost 700 million oceans, and the construction cost and decoration costs totaled more than million oceans.

According to the market price, 300% of the shares would still cost million yuan today. However, at that time, the % shares were given to the Qinggang with yuan. In this way, I will pay the money, brother, just leave it alone, no matter what the gold price is. The price, more or less, is all mine. "

"Brother Zhang, are you so polite?"

Zhou Qinghe could only be polite.

The buildings on the Bund are really expensive.

Three million oceans, more than one million US dollars, Zhang Xiaolin's help is really not in vain.

Next was the time for Zhang Xiaolin and Huang Jinrong to talk. With Zhou Qinghe's guarantee, Huang Jinrong was willing to solve the problem at once.

The conversation was quite pleasant, and it didn't take long for Huang JinRong to ask someone to pick up the contract at that time.

The three of them ate and waited. When someone came back with the contract, they signed a new one, and 20% of the shares in the Chinachem Hotel were in Zhou Qinghe's hands.

With the items in hand and a million dollars saved, Zhou Qinghe was ready to leave.

"Mr. Zhou, regarding rescuing people, I hope you can help as soon as possible."

Zhou Qinghe nodded and smiled: "Don't worry, I will help you find someone, but there is something I want Mr. Huang to do."

"what's up?"

"Since someone has poisoned you, you will be poisoned. If you are poisoned and your brain will be damaged, the Military Police Headquarters will no longer be interested in you, don't you think?"

Huang JinRong's eyes flashed and he nodded: "I understand, I will ensure that I get poisoned when I get home."

"Okay, see you later."

Zhou Qinghe took the things and left.

You have to take a look at this newly acquired property. Although I have seen it before, today is different from the past and my mentality is different.

Zhou Qinghe drove to the downstairs of Chinachem Hotel.

The Chinachem Hotel has twelve floors and is 77 meters high. There are shops on the ground floor and guest rooms upstairs.

After signing the contract, Huang Jinrong told him that this place was actually very profitable. The Jews rented it to their subsidiaries, and the annual rental income was 65 yuan. If it was distributed to him, it would be a stable 15 yuan per year.

Therefore, it seems that the investment of 700 million yuan was very expensive, but in fact, all investment costs can be recovered in twelve or three years. According to the history of the concession for nearly a hundred years, as long as the Chinese cannot take back the concession, the Jews can rely on the future. Make a lot of money.

The Jew is called Sassoon.

Zhang Xiaolin told Zhou Qinghe that they talked for a long time before Sassoon agreed to give 20% of the shares to Golden Rong, saying that it was because of pressure from the Youth Gang.

This is right or wrong. There is an inside story that Zhang Xiaolin did not tell, but Zhou Qinghe has read the Japanese internal information. The Sassoon family relied on opium to make their fortune. Their family was the mastermind behind the first Opium War.

When the opium eradication was launched in Humen, half of the opium sold was shipped to China by the Sassoon family.

Therefore, when the Sassoon family returns to Shanghai, it is inevitable to engage in opium business, which will inevitably lead to conflict with the Youth Gang. Without giving them shares, how can Golden Velvet agree?

So being under pressure is true, but being under pressure is also false. Zhou Qinghe guessed that Sassoon wanted to use the power of Golden Velvet to sell opium more smoothly throughout China. This was the purpose.

"What a pleasure."

Zhou Qinghe looked up to the top floor. That was Sassoon's residence in Shanghai, the Sassoon Presidential Suite on the top floor of the Chinachem Hotel. The top floor overlooked the beautiful scenery of the entire Bund. It was Sassoon's private territory.

Of course, the Sassoon who was in Humen when the opium was suppressed was not this Sassoon. His father’s name was Sassoon, and he was also named Sassoon.

But they are not good things.

The Japanese are good at robbing, and he, Zhou Qinghe, is now a Japanese.

After entering the door and going upstairs, the waiter asked Zhou Qinghe which floor he was going to so he could help press the elevator.

Zhou Qinghe casually said to go to the top floor.

At this time, the waiter said: "Please show me your room key."

As a top-notch hotel, the Chinachem Hotel naturally has to go to the extreme in terms of security and privacy, but the lobby manager has a discerning eye.

He saw Zhou Qinghe and came over immediately: "Let me come. Mr. Fujita is our honored guest. Is Mr. Fujita here to stay in the hotel or looking for someone?"

"Be your boss."

Zhou Qinghe took out the share transfer document and flashed it: "Look for Mr. Sassoon."

The lobby manager's mouth could have turned into an O shape, but because of his good qualities, he immediately calmed down and his smile became even brighter.

"Welcome boss, please wait a moment, I'll make a call."

Sassoon obviously didn't expect that Golden Velvet would sell such a chicken that laid golden eggs. This happened without his consent, and he was still a little angry.

But when he heard that the buyer was Kazuki Fujita, he became interested again.

The Japanese are powerful, but the key is that they are unreasonable. This is a very dangerous signal for heavy asset industries.

The houses outside the concession are a good example. They are gone with one cannonball.

If we can get on the line with Zhou Qinghe and unite with the Japanese, this will be a big guarantee for business.

Zhou Qinghe met Sassoon in the presidential suite on the top floor. This room was so luxurious.

A wine table is set up on the rooftop on the top floor, and you can see the entire Bund scenery from a distance, with feasting and feasting. It is indeed a kind of enjoyment of life.

"Congratulations to Mr. Fujita." Sassoon handed him a glass of red wine and smiled: "I very much welcome Mr. Fujita's arrival."

Zhou Qinghe took the wine glass and shook it, with a strange tone: "What welcomes me?"

Sassoon raised his eyebrows slightly: "Mr. Fujita seems a little dissatisfied with me?"

(End of this chapter)