Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 321 Who knows the truth?
The best restaurant in the provincial capital was heavily guarded, but there was only one table of guests in the entire restaurant.

Every dish on the table is something that an ordinary family may not be able to eat in a year, and the table is full of delicious dishes. General He and his adjutant were in charge of the reception, and the guests were Wang Yi and the young man Bucciarati.

General He pointed at each dish and talked about the stories behind these famous dishes. Wang Yi answered his questions fluently and picked up each dish with his chopsticks. However, Bucciarati's appetite was aroused, but Wang Yi did not stop him and let him pick up the dishes and eat.

General He was observing Wang Yi and Bucciarati while they were toasting and chatting.

Bucciarati's performance was within General He's expectations. As for the foreigners, although the Nationalist government always fawned on them, that was because they had big fists, lots of money, and advanced technology. But when it came to food, there were only a few countries' cuisines in the entire West that could compete, and the United States was obviously not among them.

Things like butter, bread and milk for breakfast are only liked by the wife of the chairman above them. They look down on them. How can butter, bread and milk be as real as these delicacies?

However, Wang Yi's performance made him unsure.

It has been mentioned before that Wang Yi's information was actually registered with the high-level officials of the National Government. How could they not be concerned about a guy who had no background at all and was able to become a partner of a large capitalist group in the United States solely through his own abilities and made these foreigners obey his orders?

Not to mention Wang Yi's little display of skills just now. Everyone knows that there is such a group of people, but it is rare to find someone as wealthy as Wang Yi. Who wouldn't envy the resources and connections that Wang Yi has now?

There are countless spies in the company observing Wang Yi's every move.

However, before they can figure out Wang Yi's pulse, these spies are just employees of the company and will not act rashly.

Based on the intelligence currently obtained, General He only knew that the young man in front of him did not have a very strong desire for material enjoyment. Apart from the house in the capital, he never went to Yanliu Lane and had no strong appetite. On weekdays, apart from deciding plans at company meetings, he would practice meditation in seclusion in the house. However, he allowed his American partner to open a big hotel in the Shanghai Concession, which was built like a military barracks, and also published the Mainland Daily.

The last time we exposed the Japanese invaders outside the Great Wall who were harming our compatriots, the Chairman had to pay a huge sum of money to suppress it.

In addition, Wang Yi had a good reputation among the company's grassroots employees and was not known to beat or scold his subordinates. When all this information was put together, it made General He's immediate superior, the chairman, feel very uneasy.

This style is not like those foreign agents I have seen before. It is a bit like the Communist Party that is now pursuing them relentlessly and vowing to completely destroy them?! Could it be that there are also big capitalists in the United States who are betting on both sides? Using Wang Yi as an agent, they are betting on the Communist Party?
Once the idea came to mind, he couldn't stop it, which led to General He's grand banquet and this deal.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, General He clapped his hands and was about to have someone take away and pour out the food and wine that they had only touched two or three times, but he was stopped by Wang Yi.

"General He, my soldiers outside the city haven't eaten yet. It would be a waste if we throw them away. Prepare a few more tables according to the amount, pack the food boxes, and send them to my soldiers outside the city. I'll pay for it."

"Brother Wang really knows how to use troops."

"It's not about the art of military strategy, but I saved those soldiers in America. They came back with me because they believed I could help them make a fortune. I can't mistreat them."

"That's right, now that we have finished our meal, do you like to listen to some music, Brother Wang?"

"I've been in the capital for so many years, so of course I like to listen to it. I just don't know if the general has any good show to open my eyes."

"Okay, okay. I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

Having said this, he clapped his hands and left the table on his own accord. When he came back, he had brought up a troupe of beautiful opera singers.

They were performing on stage, and from time to time they were beaming with joy at the big shots in front of them. Halfway through, General He couldn't help but hugged one of them in front of him, put his hands all over him, and then looked at Wang Yi out of the corner of his eye.

In Wang Yi's eyes, there was still interest in women on his face, but that was all, and he did not take any further action.

This also slightly dispelled some of General He's doubts.

"It seems that he is not averse to women, but this is not in line with the Communist Party."

If Wang Yi used magnetic field waves to read General He's thoughts at this time, he would definitely look disdainful.

Isn't it just the Republic of China version of Shang K, Touch and Sing, and Scroll to Douyin? Are you testing me with this? The version is outdated.

The drama lasted from the afternoon to the evening. General He did not know which side Wang Yi belonged to until the end. Since he did not have the style of the Communist Party, he must have some preferences. What do you mean by pretending to be a gentleman? If you were a gentleman, I would not dare to do business with you.

At this moment, Wang Zizhong, who had followed Wang Yi into the city before, walked in.

The reason why he, several of his fellow apprentices, and the medical apprentices followed Wang Yi into the city was very simple: to check the physical condition of the people still detained in the city's prison and make an assessment.

"Big Brother."

"How is it, have you finished checking? Tell me about it."

"Seventy percent are in good condition and can just eat and rest for a few days. Thirty percent need to spend some time to slowly recuperate, otherwise they may not be able to survive the journey."

"Tsk, General He, this is wrong. This is how you treat me when I get a business right at your doorstep?"

"Don't blame me, brother. It's not that I was negligent. I just didn't expect there was so much money to be made from these rioters. I originally planned to kill the old men and sell the women to brothels. And the quantity you want is too large. I can't get so many people together in a short time. And I don't understand why you spent so much money to buy these rioters. If you do this, the chairman will be worried."

"So this is what General He is worried about. In this case, I might as well tell the general that I didn't want to do this business in the first place. The landlord really has no surplus food."

After pretending to drink a glass of bitter wine, Wang Yi also produced the excuse he had prepared long ago.

To put it bluntly, due to the impact of the Great Depression in the United States, even though Continental Group and its subsidiary Continental Hotels took advantage of the stock market crash to make a fortune, they acquired many companies at prices lower than the market price, including the manufacturer behind the Studebaker car that Wang Yi had just sat in.

But the general environment is like this. Even if the ruthless Luo Yonghao comes to power, the Continental Group fully cooperates with his new policies. Although it has eased the economic crisis and unemployment difficulties, it has also allowed a number of companies that were almost killed to breathe a sigh of relief. Then they set their sights on the emerging capital of the Continental Group and want to bite off a piece of meat from it.

It is impossible for Continental Group to give up what it has worked so hard to acquire, as it still has so many talented people.

But the money has basically been spent on this, and there is no good gap in opening up new sources for the time being, so we can only cut costs. "In other words, your partners in the United States need a group of people to replace them, so that these people under your command can free up their hands to do other things?"

"Yes, you see how good these people are. You only need to pay for the travel expenses and some medicine, and then you don't need to pay them wages. Just provide them with a meal. When they are shipped to the United States, you don't need to pay them a pension if they die of exhaustion. You can just find a place to bury them and burn them. Besides, I am also planning the Northwest Region, and I can use these people. As for the riots, you can control them, General. Do you think my partners in the United States can't handle these rioters?"

"That's right, I never thought that Americans would be poor sometimes."

"It's not that we don't have money, but we have to spend it where it should be spent. Brother, how about this? Can I dispel the doubts of the chairman and you now?"

"What are you talking about, brother? Just do as we agreed before. Five dollars per head, four hundred thousand people, it's all up to you."

"Then please follow our agreement. Don't kill innocent people and try to take credit for the crimes. We still have to do business with the Republic of China. It would be bad if our reputation is ruined. Besides, we can only take in 400,000 people. If there is a need later, we will let you know immediately. I think there should be 400,000 of these rioters."

"Don't worry, brother. I'll take care of this. There's not much else here, but there are too many rioters to kill. You've also contributed some money to the government. When I go back and explain the reason to the chairman, I'll give you the Blue Sky and White Sun Medal!"

"Thank you very much, brother. I think you have also brought the documents written by the chairman himself, right?"

"That's natural."

"Okay, Snow, come here."

Wang Yi greeted him, and Edgar Snow, now the chief reporter of the Republic of China Mainland Daily, also walked in with a reluctant look on his face.

He raised the camera and pointed it at Wang Yi and General He. Wang Yi had a contract with his own signature and official seal, while General He had a contract signed and stamped by the chairman.

Snow first took a photo of the two documents. Wang Yi and General He exchanged the documents, shook hands and took a photo before leaving angrily.

Wang Yi carefully put away the document on human trafficking with the bald man's signature, looked at General He who felt as if he had been tricked, and said with a smile.

"So, will you feel relieved? You have leverage over me, and I have the chairman's amulet. Even if the Communists pursue me in the future, I won't be able to escape."

"Haha, you are so thoughtful, brother. I didn't expect that you know all that big brother has been busy all day."

"That's understandable. I don't love money, I don't drink, and I'm not lustful, but I love power, and I love the power to control foreigners. If I can't control foreigners, how can the world know that I have superb skills and great powers?"

"Oh, I see. I feel relieved after hearing what you said. I can also see that you enjoy the feeling of managing foreigners. It's just that I don't have your ability, otherwise I would also like to try what it feels like to command foreigners to work hard for me. But brother, since you are worried about being investigated by the Communist Party in the future, with your ability, why don't you just..."

As he spoke, General He also made a gesture of slashing with a knife with his hand, and Wang Yi also gave his answer.

"Brother, haven't you heard that you do the first day of the month and I do the fifteenth? If I really do this, then the chairman won't have to sleep in the future. After all, I can kill the leader of the Communist Party, so why can't someone ask a master to assassinate the chairman? The chairman's enemies are not just the Communist Party, don't you think?"

"It makes sense."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, brother. I'll watch here. When we have enough people, we'll go to the Shanghai Concession. Boss Du will help us with the transaction. We'll pay for the goods upon delivery. This way, the chairman, you, and I can rest assured. Besides, I have a good gift for you, brother. It's the car I just rode in. It's an American Studebaker. I'm the only one in the whole Republic of China who has this car. If everything goes well, this will be my thank-you gift. I'll also give one to the chairman and his wife. In this way, you, the chairman and his wife will be the only ones in the whole Republic of China who have this car. It will be very glorious."

"Hahaha, Brother Wang, I really want to thank you very much this time."

After that, Wang Yi also stayed here for a week, watching the local official General He mobilize troops to load the detained and labeled rioters from all over Gan into trucks and send them to the provincial capital.

He also saw how enthusiastic and quick these government officials were in getting benefits. If he hadn't been checking here, they would have dared to use the method of conscripting men for him. Moreover, even though he said that it only cost 400,000 yuan and it could be done in three days, he still stuffed another 100,000 yuan into his pocket in the next four days, forcing Wang Yi to pinch his nose, put on an ugly expression, and give him more money.

However, I also set the price at one dollar per person.

After everything was loaded, General He was still very enthusiastic about sending out a large army to escort them, as if he was afraid that he would default on his debt.

Stipunk stayed, and on the way back, Wang Yi could only squeeze into a car with Wang Zizhong, the future national medical champion. On the bumpy road, Wang Zizhong looked at Wang Yi who was resting with his eyes closed, opened his mouth to speak, but stopped himself.

"Just say whatever you want to say. We are actually from the same family. I will tell you everything I can."

"Brother Yi, why did you do this? It's so cruel and unjust to trap yourself just to save someone. I've been watching from the side these past few days. The way they stared at you wasn't like the way they were looking at a benefactor."

"You can regard me as an enemy. People need motivation to survive. I, their enemy, am their motivation to survive. As for whether it is hard or not, it is not your turn to worry about me. If you really want to know why I do these things, you, your brothers, and the apprentices you bring should keep an eye on these people in the Shanghai Concession for the next period of time. List the medicinal materials and other things, and I will take care of them. They will tell you the answer."

"What does it matter if I get the answer? I'm just a doctor, curing illnesses and saving lives."

"Cure illnesses and save lives? You have learned these four words, because as you said, I am also a doctor and I am also curing illnesses and saving lives. Do your best, I have high hopes for you."

After patting Wang Zizhong on the shoulder, Wang Yi said no more and continued to close his eyes to rest, and Wang Zizhong did not disturb Wang Yi.

On the pitch-black road, only the light of car lights is moving forward, and behind the lights, there is life.

Sitting in the car, Wang Yi no longer spoke to Wang Zizhong, but also directed his mind thousands of miles away to meet John Wick, a god who was born from his hands but was an independent individual in the United States.

After all, this time it is a trade involving hundreds of thousands of people, and I really cannot do it without the help of the god John Wick. I have to make sure that this tiger skin I have created will not backfire on me.

　Damn Top Esports, I shouldn't have wasted more than two hours watching this shitty game last night. Three to zero is not unacceptable, but losing like a stray dog ​​on the side of the road is enough to make anyone angry.

　　This shitty Top Esports, I really sinned. In 22, I got up at 24: a.m. to watch them lose to Vietnam. Then I was so angry that I couldn't sleep after they were eliminated in the round of . Now it's happening again in ?
　　I really hope Faker wins his fifth championship. What bullshit all-Chinese team, what LPL, go to hell!!!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)