Lost and Spy

Chapter 1097 Royal Style
"Old Li, come, eat more."

"Boss Meng, enough is enough."

"Is that enough?"

"Really enough."

"We're full, let's talk about business."

Meng Shaoyuan lit a cigarette and took a puff: "A few days ago, I asked someone to come and talk to you, have you considered it clearly?"

"Boss Meng, this is actually too risky." Lao Li said with a bitter face: "I have worked so hard for so many years to sit in the current position. If this matter is a little careless, my work Even if it is lost. Boss Meng, I know Nong’s power in Shanghai, so I dare not offend you. However, I have three children, the oldest is only 14 years old, and my wife is in poor health..."

Meng Shaoyuan listened patiently to his complaints: "Old Li, I understand everything you said. To be honest, I chose you precisely because of your family situation. How much money can you earn in your lifetime? ? Now as long as you help me finish this job, you can get the money that can only be earned in three lifetimes, what do you think?"

Lao Li didn't speak, just took a sip of tea and drank it one after another.

"Here is three hundred dollars, you take it first, and buy some food for your wife and children."

Meng Shaoyuan put the money on the table: "Whether you agree or not, we are all friends. You look at the scenery, but the family has so many mouths to support, and it is difficult every month. This money will be treated as if we handed it over to you. friend."

"Boss Meng, this won't work, this won't work."

Lao Li said quickly.

Who are these people?
Military.

Do you dare to take the military commander's money indiscriminately?

Meng Shaoyuan's face became serious: "Old Li, you can help me with things, I can tell you, but now I want to make you my friend, but you refuse? You don't take me too seriously, don't you?"

Sweat began to ooze from Lao Li's forehead.

Meng Shaoyuan sneered: "You know my identity. I came to you because I thought you were useful to me. Since you don't give me any face, it's fine. Zhao Yun!"

"exist!"

"Send Mr. Li out, not only with respect, but also with great fanfare. When passing by the Rite contact point, we must let them see how we treat Mr. Li."

"Yes!" Zhao Yun replied loudly, and then stretched out his hand: "Mr. Li, please!"

"Wait, wait." Lao Li panicked: "Boss Meng, let me think again, let me think again."

This is to force yourself to die.

The people in the military command did this, and the Japanese saw it. Is there any way for them to survive?
These people... are too ruthless.

Left and right are dead.

Lao Li gritted his teeth: "Boss Meng, I want to be your friend, but besides the money you promised me, I have one more request."

"You said."

"It's over. You sent me and my whole family to Hong Kong. I'm sure I can't stay in Shanghai anymore."

"Just a word."

When Meng Shaoyuan uttered these four words, Lao Li suddenly thought of Boss Du Yuesheng, who once dominated Shanghai Bund.

Now there is no Boss Du, only Boss Meng.

This Boss Meng is much more ruthless than Boss Du back then...

……

"Sir, let's go."

Meng Shaoyuan took a sip of tea: "Anything to say?"

"No."

"I know what you want to say." Meng Shaoyuan said lightly: "You have some sympathy for that old Li, don't you?"

"Yes."

In front of the chief, Zhao Yun didn't dare to hide anything: "This is a very ordinary person. His lifelong wish is to support the whole family, but now he has been involved in the struggle between the military command and Japan..."

"Maybe tomorrow he will be killed by a bullet." Meng Shaoyuan continued to help him: "A small person, who has not provoked anyone, but does not even have an ordinary life, sad."

He smiled: "Are you sad? Not sad. Most of Shanghai has fallen. No one can stand alone and live alone. Everyone is a pawn, regardless of big or small. Who made you born in this country? Or , you are a Chinese, or you can become a traitor. It’s too peaceful to be caught in the middle, there is no such possibility.”

"Yes, sir, I was wrong."

"You are excellent." Meng Shaoyuan said slowly, "Since arriving in Shanghai, you have made rapid progress. But in our line of business, please talk less about sympathy. Otherwise, you will die of your sympathy sooner or later."

"Yes, sir."

Meng Shaoyuan also stopped talking about this matter: "Prepare to arrange the evacuation plan for the guests, and you will be responsible for the safety of the pier area."

"Yes!"

……

After a lot of trouble, Li Shiqun finally met this Dorobelle:

Aixinjueluo Zairong.

Looking in his fifties, he was not as luxuriously dressed as he had imagined, not even as good as his housekeeper.

At first glance, he was just an ordinary little old man.

It's just that the little braid at the back of the head is particularly eye-catching.

Now, in Manchukuo, few people still wear braids.

Li Shiqun was not careless at all.

Never judge a book by its cover.

Especially the jade wrench worn on Zai Rong's thumb, the color is as clear as water.

It looked that although it was a size smaller than the one worn by Steward Lu, Li Shiqun still knew a little bit about it. Non-royal nobles would not dare to wear such a jade finger.

People look ordinary, but their airs are extremely large.

There were two guests present, and he did not say hello.

It looked as if he had just woken up. Housekeeper Lu brought a bowl of ginseng soup. Zai Rong took it, drank it, rinsed it in his mouth, held it for a while, and then spit it out into a delicate copper basin.

Immediately a servant took the copper basin away.

Good guy, this bowl of ginseng soup is for him to rinse his mouth?
Steward Lu clapped his hands immediately, and several servants immediately started serving dishes.

A total of eighteen dishes and six desserts were served.

Zai Rong ate alone.

Steward Lu came to the dinner table with Zai Rong by his arm.

Zai Rong didn't even do it himself.

Whichever dish his eyes fell on, Steward Lu immediately stretched out his silver chopsticks to pick it up.

As soon as he touched the dish, Zai Rong shook his head again, and his eyes fell on another dish.

After going back and forth several times, Steward Lu finally picked up a dish that Li Shiqun couldn't even name with chopsticks.

Zai Rong finally picked up the chopsticks by himself, took a bite, then put down the chopsticks again, and sighed:
"I'm full, let's go."

Steward Lu's tears were about to come down: "Master, you can eat more."

"I can't eat anymore, I can't eat anymore."

Zai Rong sighed again: "How did the country become like this..."

Li Shiqun originally thought that he was going to say a lot of words about worrying about the country and the people, but Zai Rong sighed and said:

"When I was in the Qing Dynasty, the king was sage, the country was rich and the people were strong, and our life was easy for him. But look at it now? Are these dishes eaten by people? Back then, my family's coated food was better than this! "

Li Shiqun and Bian Tongzhou looked at each other with wry smiles.

Eighteen dishes and six desserts, still not satisfied?

If the identity of this person is true, then the death of the Qing court was not wronged at all!
(End of this chapter)