The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 249 Preferences

"Hahahaha, thank you for your hard work."

Miura Erlang laughed and walked closer, looking at the three people one by one. Seeing that the smile on Zhou Qinghe's face was obviously bigger, he nodded and looked at the three people again.

"Shanghai is far away from the mainland. You abandoned your family and children to fight for the Empire of Japan in Shanghai. The Military Ministry asked me to express my condolences for your efforts. I also hope that in the coming days, everyone will work together to live up to the Emperor and the Military Ministry's wishes to us. expect."

"Hi."

"Let's go first."

Miura Jiro walked in front, followed by his subordinates brought on this trip who were responsible for carrying luggage and briefcases.

Zhou Qinghe immediately gave a gesture to his military policeman. The military policeman immediately stepped forward and took the object from the assistant's hand. Everyone looked at each other with a kind smile.

Miura Jiro is going abroad for a post, so he cannot bring his family with him, so he is the only one on this trip with this assistant.

"Thank you. Are you Lieutenant Colonel Fujita?"

Assistant Chitoshi Kono took two quick steps and introduced himself: "My name is Chitoshi Kono. I am the assistant to General Miura. Please take good care of me in the future."

They know that the Shanghai Concession is expensive, but in their hearts they feel that a few thousand yuan is enough, but it actually costs 20,000 yuan?

Generous, the look he looked at Zhou Qinghe had two words in his eyes, rich.

As Zhou Qinghe finished speaking, people began to enter the box door. Beautiful women were carrying trays with exquisite palace porcelain on them, and on top of them were exquisitely carved palace dishes.

Miura Jiro's smile gradually faded, his mouth opened slightly, and he began to be shocked.

"How can you say that it's troublesome to help the general? It's not expensive. It only cost 20,000 yen."

"Hi."

"Today's theme is not British cuisine, but Chinese cuisine, the Chinese emperor's Manchu-Han banquet."

"Eating for the emperor?" Miura Jiro was looking forward to it.

Miura Jiro was completely shocked. This table of dishes actually cost 20,000 yen? This is his salary for several years as a general!

"Fujita-kun, does this cost 20,000?"

"We are all our own people, don't worry, Shanghai will definitely make you forget to leave." Zhou Qinghe smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Serve."

"108 channels? That many?"

"Let's go, eat, and give the general and you a break."

"It's not expensive. A daughter's red that is about ten years old only costs a few hundred yuan."

"Fujita-kun, we have been working together for so long and you have never treated us to a meal. Isn't it too expensive?" Hase Incheon pretended to be dissatisfied and teased, secretly giving Zhou Qinghe a chance to show off.

"Thank you for your hard work." Miura Erlang smiled and nodded with satisfaction at Zhou Qinghe.

And as there are more and more dishes on this big round table, twenty dishes, thirty dishes, fifty dishes, eighty dishes, one hundred dishes!

Zhou Qinghe's light tone made Miura Jiro, who was drinking tea, almost choke, and his voice was a little higher: "How much? Twenty thousand yen? Just for this table?"

Miura Jiro glanced at Zhou Qinghe in surprise, then looked back at the dishes. He was stunned for a while and then laughed: "Okay, okay, I have long heard about the luxury of the Chinese emperor, and today we will also experience it. Come, sit down and eat."

Not to mention Miura Jiro, Hase Incheon and Shinozuka Maomi were both shocked by the price.

Miura Jiro couldn't hide the shock in his eyes.

"How much does it cost? Isn't it expensive?"

I asked him to mobilize all his strength. He had to help me find all the cooks and start working overnight. Only then could I make this full banquet of Manchu and Han Chinese in one day. "

"Thank you very much."

"Actually, it doesn't have to be that expensive. It sounds troublesome. This table costs a lot of money, right? It's such a waste."

The flowing banquet was placed on the table, and the plates of dishes fell on the table. The arrangement of the plates and the carvings matched the words "Emperor, Manchu and Han Banquet".

Miura Jiro did not refuse, and sat down with a smile. He just said with a smile: "Fujita-kun does not go to Hongkou, but comes to eat in the British Concession. Is it because the food in Hongkou is not as good as the British?"

It's not cheap, just one month's salary.

When we came to Shanghai, we naturally arrived at Zhou Qinghe's home court. Then Zhou Qinghe had to explain the situation to his new relatives, and by the way, he also showed his energy in Shanghai and the importance he attached to him.

Zhou Qinghe smiled and nodded. This person from Japan seemed to be a local leopard.

Chinachem Hotel, private room.

Zhou Qinghe smiled. Of course he had considered how to receive this relative. He should take good care of him, but he also had to feel and see what kind of character he was.

And this chef is even more difficult to find. It may be easier to find a chef with so many palace dishes in Peiping, but it is not easy to find in Shanghai. I have severely ripped off Zhang Xiaolin from the Qing Gang.

Zhou Qinghe was not stingy with the opportunity, he laughed and expressed his merit: "It is really troublesome to have a Manchu-Han banquet, the ingredients must be of the highest quality, and it is not easy to collect them due to the current war.

Kono Chitoshi obviously already knew the connection between Fujita Kazuki and his own general, and his attitude was very approachable.

It looks delicious for sure.

"General, please take a seat." Zhou Qinghe raised his hand to the chief of staff.

The maid came in with another jar of red wine, and then shared the wine there.

This style alone shows your intentions.

"Don't look at me, just eat and chat while eating." Zhou Qinghe smiled and shouted outside: "Serve the wine."

Zhou Qinghe introduced: "30 Jiangsu and Zhejiang dishes, 12 Fujian dishes, 12 Cantonese dishes, 12 BJ dishes, 30 Shandong dishes, 12 Manchu dishes, 54 northern and southern dishes, a total of 108 dishes, which is a full banquet for Manchu and Han Dynasties."

It's said to be a private room, but it's actually a small banquet hall. It's more than enough for dozens of people, but today, it's just one table.

Miura Jiro smiled and said, "Drink and eat."

With top chefs and top ingredients, a few people ate in a pretentious manner at first, but as time progressed, everyone let go. Anyway, there were no outsiders, so they could cook whatever they wanted.

But no matter how they are prepared, these one hundred and eight dishes will definitely be endless.

"The current economic situation in the country is not good, and it makes me feel heartbroken to have so many dishes to eat."

Miura Jiro sighed and got down to business:

"When I came to Shanghai this time, the General Staff Headquarters also emphasized to me that we must do a good job in Shanghai's public security issues and at the same time make Shanghai's economy grow rapidly. In this regard, do you have any suggestions?"

"The main thing is to solve the problem of Chongqing spies. I think Mr. Fujita, you can say a few more words about this matter." Hase Incheon came over with Tai Chi.

Zhou Qinghe put down his chopsticks and said, "Then let me tell you my opinion."

Several people looked at him and nodded.

“My original idea for the spy issue in Shanghai was to expand the intelligence capabilities of the Special High School Class, and bury our Special High School Class agents in various companies and industries, so as to find the Chongqing elements hidden among them.

Then they followed the clues, found the secret agent headquarters of Chongqing agents in Shanghai, and eliminated them. Then their assassinations of businessmen would naturally stop.

This plan is clear to you two, and it may be the first time the General has heard of it.

But today, I feel that this plan is somewhat unworkable. No, I can’t say it won’t work, but it is too slow. "

"Why?" The person who asked was Shinozuka Maomi.

Shinozuka Maomi knew about this plan, and originally thought that Fujita and Kiyo would definitely follow this plan with help from Fujita and Kiyo.

"Because of Taro Iwasa, I think the military may not give us so much time again based on past mistakes."

Zhou Qinghe glanced at the three of them with thoughtful eyes. All three of them frowned, and then nodded slightly.

"General, where is the domestic economic situation, and what is the attitude of the military department?" Shinozuka Maomi asked.

Miura Jiro said seriously: "It's very bad. Let me tell you one thing. When we were fighting the Wuhan offensive a while ago, we organized a division to set off from the country. When we set off, we didn't have all the guns. I was teaching in a school at that time. The guns used by the school coaches were taken away and sent to the division for deployment.”

"Is the shortage of supplies so serious?" The expressions of the three people were a little shocked.

"Yes." Miura Jiro frowned and said, "The army is like this, let alone the external economy. It is in a depression and we can't even afford food."

Tsk, everyone unconsciously took a sip of wine and took a bite of food, fearing that they themselves were experiencing this misery.

"So Shanghai's economic recovery is very important. This year's military spending is too heavy!"

"Yeah, I definitely need to recover, Fujita-kun, please continue." Hase Incheon said.

Zhou Qinghe nodded: "I have considered this from the attitude of the military department. We cannot move too slowly. If it takes one or two years to see the results, I am afraid that none of us can afford to wait, and the only thing we can wait for is to be dismissed." , that’s where the lessons learned from General Taro Iwasa’s mistakes lie.”

"Yeah." Hase Incheon was the person with the most sense of crisis.

Shanghai's economy is in urgent need of improvement. Miura Jiro is a newcomer, so the fire cannot burn him. Fujita Kazuki has a low position, and Fujita Kazuki cannot be burned. He is the only one who has the greatest responsibility.

"What do you think of Ying Zuo's suggestion? How about taking a sum of money and following his plan? It's a big sum of money and it will work quickly. Of course, Fujita Junqin must be in charge now."

Hase Incheon feels a little regretful now. In fact, he could give Ying Zuo some money to see the results sooner.

Leaving him alone, Iwasataro would definitely regret even more for not using his last power to do something.

"No, it's still too slow." Zhou Qinghe shook his head, "Mr. Hase, Yingzuo-kun's plan is good, but the direction is still wrong. Let me just say this. There must be Chongqing agents who are interested in the 100 million yen reward. .

This person reported the agents in order to get a reward. We took action and eliminated this group of people ambushing in Shanghai. What next? "

"Then?" Hase Incheon frowned slightly and continued naturally: "Then there was no assassination. What's the problem?"

Zhou Qinghe shook his head: "It's not such a good thing, then Chongqing will send agents to Shanghai again, and the situation will remain the same as it is today.

If you kill a group of people, will there be no one left in China? The most important thing in China is people! "

Zhou Qinghe pressed down the table: "You killed the agents, but did you kill them for the sake of killing? Is the economy better?"

Hase Incheon opened his eyes slightly and suddenly realized, "Yes, this trick is useless. It is effective for a short time, but it will lose its effectiveness soon."

"That's it."

Hase Incheon was silent and almost got cheated out of another 100 million.

"What should I do?"

Hase Incheon is in a hurry, Miura Jiro is even more anxious. It is so difficult to say, but it was agreed upon in the local area, and he was not allowed to take the blame.

Is there nothing you can do?

People must be self-aware. He is not familiar with Shanghai, and even the locals can't do anything about it, so he will definitely not be able to produce results for the General Staff Headquarters in a short time.

"There is actually a way."

Zhou Qinghe said bluntly: "After much thought, I feel that killing the agents in waves is not the top priority now. The agents must be killed, but the first problem we have to solve is the economy."

"Aren't the two related?"

"Not necessarily. There are many ways to deal with the agents. One way is to kill them. Another way is to let the upper-level officials in Chongqing take the initiative to stop their sabotage actions against Shanghai."

Hase Incheon frowned: "You mean communicating with the higher-ups in Chongqing? How could they listen to us on this matter?"

Everyone's communication channels must still be maintained, but this matter has been discussed for a long time, and it is impossible to listen to it.

Zhou Qinghe smiled: "Mr. Hase and your Ministry of Foreign Affairs must be the ones here who know the most about the corruption of the four major families."

Hase Incheon smiled and nodded: "What does it matter?"

"With the war currently going on, Shanghai, Guangdong, Qingdao, and the docks are all in our hands, and supplies from outside cannot come in. It is conceivable that in the areas governed by the Chongqing government, there must be a severe shortage of supplies.

Everything is lacking, not just combat supplies, but also high-end supplies such as soap, coffee, perfume, etc., brand-name products from all over the world, everything is lacking, and everything is needed.

Poor people just want to eat and have clothes to wear, but rich people don’t think that way. They also want quality of life and high-end life products, coffee, perfume, steak, sandwiches, Simmons beds, and so on.

If we open up the transportation routes for these supplies to them, we can negotiate terms with the upper levels of the Chongqing government.

Let them make money in this entire industry chain.

Do you think we, the merchants, and they, the rich, can be part of this trade route and talk about it?

If they kill the businessmen, no one will make any money. If they don't kill the businessmen, they can make a lot of money for luxury goods from the rich people in the ruling area.

We can even open up the transportation of a small amount of scarce supplies to them, such as food and medicine. Of course, this is just a small amount, and they will definitely focus on it during negotiations.

My thinking is that we can give them a little sweetness. First, for this little thing and in order not to anger us, they will not kill the businessmen again, for fear that this will be lost.

Things are more valuable when they are scarce. In our opinion, this little thing is just a little bit. But when it comes to them and sold to areas where supplies are in short supply, the price increase can be ten times, twenty times, or thirty times.

What a huge profit.

Secondly, with these things, they can explain to others that the assassination in Shanghai has not stopped in vain. It is a staged victory in negotiations, for the sake of the country, and their face has been saved.

If this is done, if Chongqing takes the initiative to cancel the assassination of businessmen, won't Shanghai's economy be able to pick up?

Even luxury goods that used to be shipped from Guangzhou are shipped from our side, and the tariffs are far higher than before! "

The three of them sounded a little imaginative.

Taking the initiative to open some transportation lines to Chongqing is a road that no one has thought of.

But this is totally worth a try. After all, the interests are all shared. The four major families can make money. Isn't it simple to suppress a few agents?

The three people looked at each other, with some movement in their eyes, especially Hase Incheon who nodded: "I think it's feasible. I can be responsible for sending people to communicate."

"Wait a minute." Miura Jiro stopped and said: "I have no objection to this idea, but there is one thing. If strategic materials are given out, have you ever thought that if the General Staff Headquarters knows about it, it will affect us?"

Zhou Qinghe didn’t need to answer this question. Hase Incheon said with a serious smile:

"General, who said we agreed? We never agreed.

Were smuggling ships even inspected from time to time? Fujita-kun, there will be, right? "

Zhou Qinghe smiled knowingly: "Of course there will be."

"Ha ha ha ha."

"drink wine."

After the meal, he said goodbye to the other two people, and Zhou Qinghe personally sent Miura Erlang back.

Instead of being sent to the special residence of the military police commander, he found another luxurious villa.

“My wife and I just bought this as a gift to welcome you to Shanghai. I hope you will have a happy work and life in Shanghai.

As for the official residence assigned to the commander of the military police, it has also been cleaned. If you want to live there, you can go there at any time. "

"It cost you money, this place is very good, I will live here." Miura Jiro fell in love with this big house at first sight.

I kept sighing in my heart, it was good to be an expatriate, but how could he get the chance to live in a house with such a beautiful scenery in China.

As for the official residence of the Commander of the Gendarmerie, it has bad feng shui.

"Okay, please."

"Isn't it cheap?"

"It's okay, it's only 180,000."

"Fujita, you are too polite, I am so embarrassed." Miura Jiro said so, his smile became even wider.

"When Mr. Yasuda came here, he told me, Fujita, you are smart, have good medical skills, and are very familiar with Shanghai and China. I have just arrived in Shanghai and I need to rely on you in many places. You have to help me, so we can They are relatives.”

"Hey, don't worry. In fact, as long as we take care of the financial matters, other matters in Shanghai are not big problems."

"Okay, I'll leave it to you."

"Well, then you can rest and see you tomorrow." Zhou Qinghe resigned.

As soon as Zhou Qinghe left, Chitoshi Kono said: "Sir, Mr. Fujita really respects you. Not only is the food delicious, but the house worth 180,000 yuan is given away as soon as you say it. It is really a big deal."

"Do you think the son-in-law chosen by Mr. Yasuda himself will be bad?" Miura Jiro smiled slightly, looking at the house with increasing joy.

"Shanghai is really good. If Fujita can really solve the economic problems that the General Staff Headquarters is having, then Shanghai is really the right place.

Let's go, let's take a stroll to see if the nightlife in Greater Shanghai is as beautiful and moving as rumored. "

When Zhou Qinghe returned to the Fujita Residence, he received a report from the military police that after he left, Miura Jiro took his assistant to the Kabuki Hall to watch dancing and drink.

ah? Miura Jiro actually liked this.

I couldn't help it on my first day here. My wife is very strict at home, right?

Ha, this relative's personality is completely different from the previous two commanders.

Zhou Qinghe laughed, the power of the dyeing vat in Shanghai is extraordinary, it will make you more and more addicted.

good thing.

Zhou Qinghe turned to Liu Qi to deliver the message.

I also need to tell Boss Dai about the discussion, because the situation in Shanghai is about to change.

The outer sea is blocked, all shipping routes are gone, the front line is short of supplies, and many soldiers have no food to eat. Winter is coming, and are the cotton-padded clothes ready?

From now on, Shanghai, under his leadership, will become the main import channel and work hard.

Boss Dai's request is to increase the number of smuggling channels from four to eight, but this is still too few.

Shanghai is a city that never sleeps, so shipping should also be non-stop all night long.

Ten, twenty, all smuggling channels are full, the ports are open 24 hours a day, and the Qinggang's transshipment capacity is stretched to the extreme.

Since the Japanese want Shanghai to become prosperous, then let it become prosperous.

On top of this prosperity, a smuggling kingdom was established that involved all forces, allowing all forces to become a part of it, transporting supplies and supporting the war of resistance.

(End of this chapter)