The two of them rummaged through boxes and cabinets in the imperial agency's office and found nothing but a pack of mothballs.
The angry Dragon King cursed Imai-senpai for being an old man.
"Yu, what's going on?"
Yan Qingyu was confused.
King Yulong said angrily: "Do you know whose hands hold the fate of the Japanese Empire?"
Yan Qingyu said: "Isn't it in the hands of your emperor and the chief of staff of the prime minister's headquarters?"
King Yulong said: "No, the person who controls the steering wheel of Japan's big ship is not His Majesty the Emperor, not the Prime Minister, nor the generals of the army and navy, but in the hands of the staff of the base camp, Takeo Imai, who is also such a person.
There are bastards like Doihara Kenji, Kagesa Noraaki, Ishihara Wanji, and Senmasa Nobu, and it was they who dragged the Japanese Empire into the quagmire step by step.”
Yan Qingyu said: "I don't recognize any of the names you mentioned, but they sound very powerful."
King Yulong said: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand.
Let me tell you why I'm sitting here with you.
It's because the Japanese military doesn't want to continue fighting with China.
They want to end the war as soon as possible.
Now the military is divided into two factions.
One faction plans to Wang Jingwei was the new agent and banned Wang Kemin, Liang Hongzhi, etc.
People, there is another group that believes that to end the war, peace must be negotiated with Chongqing.
Ying Zuo is the group that supports Wang Jingwei.
As Ying Zuo's deputy, Takeo Imai has always wanted to achieve some results.
He wants to end the war by contacting Chiang Kai-shek in Chongqing.
But he didn’t have the resources, so he came to me.”
Yan Qingyu said: "Why are we looking for you?
What resources do you have?
You are just a playboy."
King Yulong was furious: "Yansang, although I appreciate your straightforwardness, your words are too sad.
My father is a well-known figure in Japanese politics, and my family is Japanese Chinese, and is closely related to the imperial family."
We have contacts, Prime Minister Konoe's son Konoe Fumitaka, and Yanagawa Kaede, the son of the Chief Secretary of Kōain, are classmates at Imperial University, and more importantly, I have you."
"What does it have to do with me?"
"You are really stupid.
Didn't you just say that Takeo Imai wants to establish a relationship with Chongqing?
Isn't your brother-in-law Chen Zikun a senior official in Chongqing?"
"Is that so?"
Yan Qingyu's mind was spinning rapidly and he said, "This is not easy.
I hang out with you all day long, and they treat me as a traitor.
They want to kill me before it's too late.
If I go to talk about Japan-China peace talks, My brother-in-law had a bad temper and might have beaten me to death on the spot."
"Is there no other way?"
King Yulong frowned.
"There should be a way.
Chen Zikun has four wives and a female secretary.
They are all people who can talk.
If you follow their way, this thing can be done, but" Yan Qingyu stopped talking.
"But what, you bastard, don't show off."
King Yulong became impatient.
"It takes money to build a business.
Chen Zikun and his wives are all very money-minded.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
They like gold and silver jewelry, jewelry and jades, famous paintings and antiques, and famous watches and bags."
"Okay, tell me how much it will cost."
King Yulong waved his hand impatiently.
Yan Qingyu blinked: "I estimate it's about 100,000 yuan."
"Oh, not much."
King Yulong seemed relieved.
"One hundred thousand yuan is just the cost of the first step.
There are many expenses not included.
Think about it, if you want to establish contact, you have to go to Chongqing.
Don't spend money on air tickets to and from Hong Kong and Chongqing, hotels, restaurants, and don't spend money on a ride with Song Ziwen.
Senior officials should not give gifts to establish channels and then meet somewhere.
Transportation fees and security fees are all expenses.
I don’t think a few million can stop them.”
After hearing Yan Qingyu's words, King Yulong was dumbfounded: "How can I get a huge amount of millions of dollars, and the military department won't reimburse me.
Isn't this a trap for me?
Do you want me to rob it?"
Yan Qingyu said: "Yusang, I think the reason why the military entrusted this important task to you is because you are young and enterprising.
Needless to say, there are many things to say.
If you don't have funds, you can raise it yourself.
Look at this person in his seventies."
No. 6, you are in a prosperous life and you are worth millions.
Who are they?
They are all traitors and devils.
You are a serious devil.
You want to get rich but you are not just playing around."
King Yulong said: "Yansang, you are such a bastard.
You should be shot for making such remarks.
But I can let you go, but you have to tell me how to raise funds.
Do you want me to kidnap people like Lin Zhijiang?"
As a noble, I can't do such a thing."
Yan Qingyu said: "That's dirty work.
We won't do it.
Just sell things.
One is grain and the other is opium.
It's up to you."
King Yulong thought for a moment and said, "Food is military supplies.
It's not convenient to get involved.
Let's just deal in opium."
Opium trading is a simple thing to say, but it is actually complicated to operate.
It is beyond the control of two young people.
Think about how many warlords and heroes lost their territories and lives for opium in those days.
How many pairs of pairs were there in Shanghai?
We are keeping an eye on it, so how can we allow outsiders to interfere.
Both of them understand the truth, but then again, Shanghai has been a paradise for adventurers since its opening.
How many heroes came here with no money, conquered the world with their own hands, and finally became famous and became a legend.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
Moreover, now the Royal Dragon King also has unique conditions.
If he doesn't do it vigorously, he will be sorry for himself.
As they said, they immediately set off to inspect the market, and drove to Nanshi first.
There were Japanese military police stationed at the gate from the concession to Nanshi.
Chinese people entering and leaving must bow to the military police, otherwise they will be slapped, even if they are distinguished gentlemen.
It was no exception.
The car Yan Qingyu was riding in was hoisted with the Japanese flag and consulate badge.
Not only did the military police not dare to stop him, they even saluted with their guns.
There is a road in Nanshi called Laotianzhutang Street, with densely packed houses.
Fortunately, it was not bombed and was preserved.
There are always hundreds of opium dens on the street, and conspicuous signboards are hung at the door of every house.
The sky is thin and the fog is interesting. ,immortal The names like Palace and Happy Garden are thought-provoking, but inside they are full of smog.
When you enter the door, you can see smoke traps, and the emissions are dense.
Some even have smoke traps set up in the patios, and skinny smokers lie on them and puff away the smoke. .
All the opium dens are doing very well.
They are crowded inside and the opium dens are packed with people.
Even if they spread out mats on the ground, they still have a good time.
The outside is lined with customers, all eagerly waiting for a vacant seat.
King Yulong had never seen such a scene before, and he was quite shocked.
He covered his nose with a handkerchief, fearing that he would be exposed to the poisonous mist, and showed a look of disgust.
"Let's go."
Yan Qingyu also felt out of tune with this environment.
The two of them walked forward slowly.
There were still many queues in the alleys on both sides of the road.
Judging by the dry and thin look of the people in the queue, you could tell they were drug addicts.
In front of them was a church with its door open.
When passing by, I took a look and saw that it was full of people.
The mats were taken off, and all those lying down were opium smokers.
"Yansang, you Chinese people are truly worthy of being the sick men of East Asia."
King Yulong sighed with emotion.
Yan Qingyu said: "It's not thanks to you Japanese.
When my brother-in-law was in Shanghai, he established an anti-smoking law enforcement team and almost banned the opium business in Shanghai.
As soon as you Japanese came in, all your previous efforts were in vain.
Now half of Shanghai Everyone is a smoker, and buying opium is more convenient than buying rice, and smokers have to take a puff even if they don’t eat.”
Just as he was talking, a skinny man came up to him and said pitifully: "Boss, please take some time off."
King Yulong opened his wallet and took out a small note: "Take it."
The smoker's eyes turned green when he saw the thick stack of banknotes in his wallet.
He grabbed it and ran away.
Yan Qingyu subconsciously wanted to chase him, but saw that although the smoker was so thin that a gust of wind could blow him over, he walked as fast as flying and ran.
He couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Yu Sang, it's your fault."
King Yulong smiled helplessly and said nothing on the way back.
Back in the office of Broadway Building, Yulong Wang leaned on the railing and looked at the Huangpu River, smoking a cigarette quietly.
Yan Qingyu had never seen him so quiet and did not dare to disturb him.
Suddenly, King Yulong pointed to the Shiliupu Pier in the distance and said: "Seventy years ago, the Jew Hartung disembarked there and landed with only a few silver coins.
Later, he became the richest man in the Far East.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
I, King Yulong also wants to be the richest man in the Far East.”
Yan Qingyu said: "Brother, have you eaten enough for lunch?"
King Yulong said: "I not only want to monopolize the opium in Shanghai, but also the opium trade in China.
I want every tael of opium and every red pill to pass through my hands.
I want the imperial agency to become the most powerful one."
A powerful and feared secret agency, I want everyone who follows me to become millionaires."
Suddenly he turned around, with enthusiasm and ambition shining in his eyes: "Yansang, are you willing to work hard with me?"
Yan Qingyu was moved by his bold words: "Yu, I am willing."
King Yulong said: "Okay, I will be responsible for the upper-level routes, and you will open up the lower-level social relations.
It is better for the Chinese people to handle the affairs of the Chinese people themselves.
The Mei Agency established No. 76 in the first place because the Japanese agents could not adapt.
The complicated situation in Shanghai can only be solved by using former agents of the Nanjing government and gangsters in Shanghai.
We must do the same and recruit a group of capable personnel to enrich the agency. " Yan Qingyu said: "So, what should I do about making a movie?
I have read the script that Manying sent me three times."
King Yulong smiled faintly: "Let it go with the wind.
Besides, I am no longer responsible for cultural affairs.
I will not be in charge of political affairs if I am not in my position."
Yan Qingyu was overjoyed: "I am good at recruiting troops.
I will definitely handle it for you."
"It's us, this is our cause."
King Yulong corrected him, and said confidently: "I will take a boat back to Tokyo to clear the relationship.
You should contact Chongqing Chen Zikun as soon as possible.
If we can't achieve results, we won't be recognized by the top management. , your understanding”
"Hai."
Yan Qingyu bowed in a formal and serious manner
.
: