The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 40 Tendency
Zhou Qinghe Xiaoxiao said that when it comes to disciplining children, it is usually better to call them elders.

In fact, he didn't have to participate in this matter. He called his wife as a favor just to keep a Japanese spy. Thank you, at most the spy was taken away and killed off-site using some means.

Is it good for Sun Zhongkai to do this?No, what's the point of doing that.

He called his wife here with only one purpose, to suppress Sun Zhongkai. Sun Zhongkai was useful to Zhou Qinghe.

Useful.

"It's okay if it's not difficult. I still want to go shopping. Do you want to follow me?"

"No!" Sun Zhongkai said with a cold face.

Madam didn't care, she just looked at Dai Yunong: "Yunong, you have to provide evidence when doing things, don't leave it to others."

"Yunong understands." Dai Yunong bowed slightly.

"Dr. Zhou, I'll leave first and have a good chat with Zhong Kai. You are both people I like."

"Thank you ma'am."

The lady got in the car and the motorcade left immediately.

Sun Zhongkai looked at Zhou Qinghe with an unkind look.

Zhou Qinghe smiled: "Can you believe that I am the best doctor now? Do you accept it?"

A call came to Madam. Even if Sun Zhongkai was convinced in his heart, he was not convinced in words. He glared at the surroundings: "What are you looking at? Get out!"

Everyone fled as if they were relieved.

Sun Zhongkai glanced at Zhou Qinghe, not intending to quarrel with him, and rushed directly to Dai Yunong: "Dai Yunong, do you hear that? You have to rely on evidence when doing things! What do you mean by this, madam? You don't need me to explain it to you, right?"

Dai Yunong remained silent.

Indeed, despite the conflict between Zhou Qinghe and Sun Zhongkai, his wife obviously helped Zhou Qinghe in this matter.

But Sun Zhongkai's favor will not change.

Regarding the conflict between Sun Zhongkai and the Secret Service, there was an obvious tendency in the wife's words, "You must present evidence when doing things, and don't leave it to people's mouths."

When the Secret Service is arresting people, when does it need to present evidence?

"Let him go!" Sun Zhongkai shouted.

"Don't let go." It was Zhou Qinghe who spoke.

It's not like he came out to show off his connections with Sun Zhongkai. He hasn't done anything serious yet.

"What's the matter with you?" Sun Zhongkai was already suppressing his anger.

"I have something to do with you."

Zhou Qinghe stepped forward and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter whether we let him go or not. These are all trivial matters. We'll talk about these trivial matters later. Let's talk about the big things first. How about that?"

"What can I talk to you about?"

"Yes, it's definitely a good thing. It's definitely more important than this Japanese person."

Sun Zhongkai looked at Zhou Qinghe coldly for a while, then nodded: "Okay, I'll give you one minute to see what you say."

"Please come inside, there are many people outside, let's go to the conference room to talk." Zhou Qinghe raised his hand.

"You'd better think about what to say first, I won't give you a second minute."

Sun Zhongkai strode inside, and Secretary Mao immediately trotted forward to lead the way.

Zhou Qinghe and Dai Yunong looked at each other and followed.

At this time, Noda Fuchuan in the venue was anxious. He had a long night and had many dreams. Who knew what would happen after entering.

He couldn't help shouting: "Master Sun, you should have let me go after you took the money."

Sun Zhongkai's footsteps stagnated and he suddenly turned around: "Are you fucking teaching me how to do things?"

Do you really think anyone can make irresponsible remarks?

Worried that Zhou Qinghe had given him so much anger that he couldn't vent his anger, Sun Zhongkai strode back and kicked him: "Your mother, your mother also likes it. Teach me how to do things."

"Idiot." Sun Zhongkai continued to enter.

In the corridor to the conference room.

Dai Yunong deliberately walked slowly, a few steps behind Sun Zhongkai.

Zhou Qinghe saw this and saw that he had something to say, so he slowed down.

"How are you going to solve it?"

"Director, I will find a way."

Zhou Qinghe sold it out.

It's such a short distance here, and there's no way he can finish what he wants to say here.

In fact, he had a way to solve Sun Zhongkai's matter without inviting his wife.

Inviting your wife here is equivalent to buying insurance. Sun Zhongkai is a lunatic. If he shoots someone after a disagreement, who will he find to reason with?Safety first.

As for the solution, simple.

Some people are short of medical care, some are short of medicine, and some are short of money. As long as there is a need, it can be solved.

Sun Zhongkai came for a Japanese businessman in the name of the Ministry of Finance. His demand was nothing more than a lack of money.

Coincidentally, Zhou Qinghe was also short of money.

When Dai Yunong saw this, he didn't ask any questions, but said in deep thought: "Then I won't go in."

He understood that Sun Zhongkai would not deal with Zhou Qinghe now.

After saying that, Dai Yunong quickened his pace and headed to the office.

Secretary Mao at the door of the conference room raised his hand and said with a smile: "Master Sun, please come inside and I'll have someone make tea."

"If you don't want to drink, what kind of tea can you drink in one minute?"

Sun Zhongkai had a bad temper. He stood with his hands behind his back and said, "Tell me, you can say whatever you want."

Zhou Qinghe turned around and glanced at Secretary Mao. Secretary Mao, who wanted to eavesdrop, did not blush and pretended not to notice.

"Get lost." Sun Zhongkai shouted angrily immediately.

Secretary Mao smiled awkwardly and stepped back: "I'm going to make tea." and closed the door.

There were only two people left in the conference room.

Zhou Qinghe did not speak, but walked to the conference table and sat down. He took a piece of paper and pen from it and began to write and draw.

"What are you writing?"

Sun Zhongkai stood there and waited for Zhou Qinghe to report, but this guy didn't speak.

He was very unhappy now, he just felt that he couldn't suppress Zhou Qinghe.

I just feel like I have everything, but this person of the same age doesn't have anything compared to him, which makes me very irritated.

The other people were too arrogant to be shot, but they were the madam's people and he couldn't kill them.

uncomfortable.

Zhou Qinghe did not answer, but asked: "Master Sun, do you know that Shinichi Pukawa is a spy?"

"So what if you know? So what if you don't know?"

Sun Zhongkai put his hands behind his back and sneered: "Are there many spies in Nanjing City?

There are so many Japanese businessmen in Nanjing, and in my opinion, there is not one of them who is not a spy.

But so what?
The Ministry of Finance is having a hard time, are they all going to be arrested?

So are American businessmen spies, and are British businessmen spies?

Are they all arrested?
You said he is a spy?Where is the evidence?
You can't just say yes to your secret service, right?

Do you know how many jobs these Japanese businessmen can provide to Nanjing and how many people they can support?What will these people do if they have no money? Are you responsible for starving to death?

The Japanese ran away and tens of millions of dollars in tax revenue were gone. Who would bear the loss? "

"Then what are you doing with his money?" Zhou Qinghe glanced at him.

"If I take his money, that's called resisting Japan, isn't it?"

"Yes." Zhou Qinghe smiled.

"No? I, Sun Zhongkai, always do what I do. If you have evidence, it will be over if I catch you again after I release you."

Zhou Qinghe smiled and said nothing.

Some of the Treasury Department's ass problems are in there, some blackmail tactics are in there.

There is no point in explaining this matter. He, Sun Zhongkai, doesn't necessarily understand it. It's just a matter of butt. He is in charge of the Ministry of Finance.

Use magic to defeat magic.

Let’s talk about money.

"I can't be responsible for starving to death, but I think the tax revenue provided by Shinichi Pukawa shouldn't be that much, right?"

After Zhou Qinghe finished writing, he stood up, looked at Sun Zhongkai and said with a smile: "How much water is there in the tax of 1000 million US dollars?"

"How much do you care about me? Just tell me what you want to do?" Sun Zhongkai asked.

"Okay, I'll give him 1000 million U.S. dollars for all these Japanese businessmen."

"If I do a business with you, a business worth hundreds of millions, and I take his life, you shouldn't be too embarrassed, right?"

Sun Zhongkai was stunned, looked at Zhou Qinghe like a fool, and spoke the quintessence of the Chinese nation:

"Although I think you are quite capable, are you still fucking awake?"

(End of this chapter)