12dz Chapter 45 Traditional Well-Behaved Ladies 18
Chapter 45 Traditional Well-Behaved Ladies 18
The person on the bed thrashed about a couple more times. Ling Yi muttered "Stop fooling around" and quietly moved to the window.
Peeking through the curtains at Old Zhang's car as it drove away, she said, "I have some bad news for you!"
The person who was just drunk and making a scene sat up.
Wen Zhao's eyes were clear, and he loosened his tie to the side, speaking in unison, "Is there a problem with Old Zhang?"
"He must be from Japan."
Even though Wen Zhao was already prepared, he was still taken aback by Ling Yi's sudden question: "Are you sure?"
Old Zhang has followed Wen Jingshan for more than ten years and has been through countless battles with him. Now he suddenly claims that he is a Japanese.
Even though they had already noticed his slight abnormality, the contrast in his identity was still a bit too great.
Ling Yi handed Wen Zhao a glass of warm water: "I'm not sure, but there's about an 80% chance."
Wen Zhao drank the somewhat scalding water in one gulp, his face unusually gloomy.
He knew that Ling Yi wasn't the type to speak without reason; if she said 80%, then it was basically 100% true!
Old Zhang was Wen Jingshan's confidant, and Wen Jingshan had almost no defenses against him.
For many years, this guy hid behind a general and figured out the identities and positions of almost all of his subordinates and colleagues.
Hydrological data, logistical supplies, and firepower deployments—things that require top-secret secrecy—would not possibly escape his clutches.
"No wonder Wen Jingshan's troops have been suffering defeat after defeat," Wen Zhao sneered. "With a mole like that by their side, how could they not fail?"
With his inner circle so deeply infiltrated, Wen Jingshan was completely unaware. Wen Zhao didn't know whether to scold him for his incompetence or pity him for trusting the wrong person.
Ling Yi wasn't interested in Wen Jingshan's past. She told Wen Zhao about the gift exchange and said with a faint smile, "Now it seems that my obsequious and bullying nature can be put into practice."
With Japanese people who are unaware of their own exposure, professing loyalty is incredibly easy.
Wen Zhao chuckled: "Indeed, but it's a good deal for Nakamura."
"It's alright. They'll return many times over what they gave away today." Ling Yi smiled slightly, but her aura was terrifyingly cold.
How could she not have sensed Nakamura's contempt for Chinese people, his disdain for them?
Do you feel happy taking her money?
If you take one of her yellow croakers, you'll have to pay with the lives of ten or a hundred Japanese people!
Ling Yi's gaze fell on the old newspapers that were almost half a person tall in the room, and she said with a smile, "Mr. Nakamura is a good friend of ours. We can't just send him this little thing and call it a day. That doesn't fit our principles of making friends."
Wen Zhao's spirits lifted: "What are you planning to do?"
His initial idea of befriending Nakamura was simply to gather information and solidify his own position, but now, listening to Ling Yi's thoughts, it seems that's not the case.
Ling Yi smiled and said, "Of course, it's with our Nakamura."
The gentleman does business, but he does business that yields huge profits with no initial investment.
Wen Zhao's good identity is that he can get in touch with the Gauls, and as everyone knows, Gaulish goods are very popular in the country. As soon as the cargo ships dock, people will spend a lot of money to buy them.
But this lucrative business isn't something everyone can do.
There's no other reason than that I have no capital.
Don't be fooled by the fact that those Gallic officers act all high and mighty in the French Concession and assume they're rich. In reality, truly wealthy Gallic people rarely appear on the battlefield. Even if they do, they'll be on the European battlefields where they can earn the most military merit, or on the African continent where they can make the most money.
In Asia, a land already divided up by other powers, those sent there were a large number of poor men with no background.
In the past, those poor fellows could make some money using those cargo ships, but due to limited capital, what they could earn was ultimately limited.
Now, a sucker has appeared.
He would flaunt large sums of money to get the Gauls to buy his goods, and he would also be noble enough to take only a small portion of the profits while distributing the majority of the other benefits to other interest groups.
For example, the not-so-wealthy major of the Japanese military police, the Special Higher Police agents who had dealt with him, and the elders in the new government.
He doesn't want anything, all he wants is the friendship of these people!
As Ling Yi explained his plan in detail, Wen Zhao nodded repeatedly.
This win-win approach isn't exactly novel, but its brilliance lies in the fact that it's impossible to implement without a specific identity.
After all, it's rare to find someone who is the son of a major traitor, a good friend in the French Concession, and a loyal dog of the military police, and this guy just happens to be rich too...
What a coincidence!
Seeing the young man's eyes shining as he devoted himself entirely to intelligence work without being corrupted by finance, Ling Yi smiled and revealed her ultimate goal: "Our goal is to use this enormous profit to leverage the Osaka Group and make a long-term, risk-free business!"
Lingyi's ultimate target was those Osaka soldiers who would sell their weapons for money.
Those with greed running through their veins will come knocking on your door when they see this huge deal, selling the rope that will hang them!
She's going to use the luxury goods money she's amassed from wealthy people in the country to buy weapons for those Osaka residents, and then fire all those bullets back at them!
The more Nakamura and the other Japanese make from this deal, the more bullets will be fired at them!
As for whether they will resist this business?
Please, do you really think that those invaders traveled thousands of miles to someone else's homeland and committed heinous acts just for the sake of their ideals, without taking a single penny?
They are more greedy than hyenas, given the chance to make money.
As for the interests of the Japanese that they constantly talk about?
Aren't they Japanese?
Aren't their interests interests?
What's wrong with poaching from the empire?
The empire is so powerful that even if I don't steal from the Emperor and princes, I will steal from them. When I do steal from them, I'll say something like "It's private Marseille" and I'll be more conscientious than those nobles who suck the blood of the empire!
If your conscience really can't get over it, you can just bow a couple more times!
As Wen Zhao listened to Ling Yi's plan, his eyes grew brighter and brighter.
From astonishment to admiration to worship, his emotions fluctuated wildly in just over an hour.
After Ling Yi finished explaining everything, he took a deep breath and exhaled heavily, "Okay, I'll do as you say."
In terms of economics, the overly young Wen Zhao had virtually no planning experience.
But as a high-ranking agent who can navigate between several forces at a young age, he is undoubtedly an outstanding executor.
Now, this most outstanding executor has encountered the most sophisticated planning machine.
The so-called complementarity is nothing more than this.
They can't even imagine how much of a role they will play in the future.