The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Chapter 358: There Seems to be a Traitor
They found a noodle shop and had some home-cooked dishes cooked up, and asked the boss to make a big bowl of noodles for each person, adding plenty of pepper. Everyone, including Jiang Cheng, ate until their mouths were full of oil and their bodies were hot.

It's a good fate, I really can't enjoy the white people's food in the Western restaurant...

Especially for those who are used to eating big fish and meat with a lot of salt in Northeast China, eating Western-style meals will make their mouths almost feel like birds are coming out.

"You are like a whirlwind, haha..."

Zhang Tingshu laughed a few times and put down his chopsticks. "To be honest, this is the first time I've had a full meal in Shanghai!"

"By the way, what should we do next? Should we just go back and wait for the Qing Gang to arrest us?"

Jiang Cheng glanced around the hall of the noodle shop - even though it was dinner time, because the rain had just stopped, there were no other guests except them.

"After all the commotion yesterday, the Green Gang got wind of the news so quickly... Just think about it, even if Du Yuesheng pinned down a few of them, the troublemakers would surely be startled."

Zhang Tinglan put down the steamed buns in her hand and said, "You mean, there's a chance they could run away?"

Before Jiang Cheng could say anything, Zhang Tingshu clapped his hands and said, "I don't think it's possible for them to run away, but with the rumors spreading like wildfire, it's definitely not easy for them to show up again."

"Hey, can you please speak directly when you have something to say in the future? You are beating around the bush and wasting words!"

Jiang Chengyue felt that Zhang Tingshu's temperament was to his liking, so he smiled and said, "Hey, in that case, should we help our Japanese friends a little?"

"Like - lure them out or something?"

The two brothers looked like they were enjoying the show, but Jiang Cheng felt vaguely uneasy:
Why do I always feel that there is a traitor behind this?

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When I strolled back to the Peace Hotel, it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon.

Yang Yan and his companion were still in the reception room booked by Jiang Cheng, holding talks with Fernando and the French businessmen he brought with him.

"We won't go over. It's not our place to interfere in your affairs in Changchun."

Unlike Zhang Tingshu who was full of interest, the elder brother acted magnanimously and called his younger brother to go back to his room.

This guy really knows his limits. Before joining the "Jilin Camp", he will devote himself to helping the acting governor, but he will never interfere too much in some tricky or sensitive issues.

"Okay, then you guys go back and rest first. I'll let Ye Hai call you for dinner."

After saying that, he asked Ye Hai to follow him upstairs and told the guards to go back and rest.

The talks were at a critical stage. After the Sino-Japanese War, the powers formed an unwritten rule to divide up this vast and fertile land:
Arms embargo on China.

By the end of World War I in March 1918, this agreement was formalized into a written treaty...

That is to say, from that time on, it was impossible for any warlord in the whole of China to get guns and cannons from foreigners.

Even under the strictest ban, there are still some arms dealers who take risks - but most of them are just small-scale dealers through Chinese gangs, overseas Chinese, etc.

This ban lasted until the early years of World War II.

Jiang Cheng was very clear from the beginning that the first few years after the ban was signed would be the period when it would be enforced most strictly.

No matter whether it is him, Marshal Zhang... or any other warlord in China, they can never get anything good from foreigners again.

The current cooperation is a piece of fat meat for the French who are going crazy with poverty, and for Jiang Feilan, it opens the way for his rise!

Just imagine, once the ban is fully signed, all the warlords in China will not be able to buy a single gun or bullet - but he can follow the French and even the Europeans to pick up countless military surpluses, then...

So he did not completely turn against the Qing Gang, and even tried to play the good guy to appease Huang and Du.

It was because he knew very well that it would not only depend on foreigners to open up this road...the docks, ports, and even the transportation places along the line all needed their own people.

Cooperating with the Qing Gang is definitely the fastest and most efficient way.

He has basically dealt with the gang side - now it all depends on these foreigners.

After revealing his identity to the foreign security guards at the gate, Jiang Cheng tidied his appearance and went straight in.

When he appeared in the reception room through the aisle by the window, the men surrounding the long table all turned their eyes to him.

The huge table actually only had four people, Yan Ziwen, Yang Yucheng, and Martin, the French consul brought by Fernando.
In order to entertain them well, Jiang Cheng asked the Peace Hotel to arrange a French chef to provide the best meals and red wine.

"Mr. Jiang!"

When Fernan saw him, it was like he saw the promised land of "honey gold". He quickly stood up and shook hands with him. "God, I haven't seen you since the meeting before! How are you? Are you okay?"

Yan Ziwen translated the conversation, and Jiang Cheng found it extremely disgusting - but he also knew that the French valued him so much, simply because they were willing to give him his gold.

"Haha, you are so polite, please take a seat!"

Jiang Cheng also exchanged a few words of greeting. Seeing that the French Consul Martin and his entourage had also come over, he asked Yan Ziwen to continue his speech and then sat down again.

He gently took off his coat and handed it to Ye Hai behind him, and sat down at the head seat at the end of the long table without hesitation.

His eyes fell on Yang Yucheng, who immediately organized his words and told him what had happened.

France must have great initiative in business. The fighting on the front line has ended completely, and the German troops that should surrender have basically surrendered.

But they were basically depleted of blood... Jiang Cheng knew very well that in addition to being eager to recover, France also planned to build fortresses to defend against Germany; the famous Maginot Line in later generations was also built during this period.

All of these require money.

That's good, as long as they are in a hurry to sell goods and make money.

Jiang Cheng slowly took out his cigarette case, but he didn't rush to light it - because Yang Yucheng told him that the reason the British seized the ship was because they received a tip that "there were contraband items on the ship."

"The English are on board?"

This time, Jiang Cheng was asking Fernando, but the French Consul Martin spoke before the translator could finish his sentence: "Mr. Jiang, the British army blocked our ship, the Deep Blue Iris, at the dock and prohibited all port workers from unloading."

"Their evidence was too little, so the international authorities did not approve their request to board the ship—"

In other words, the British were just suspicious and had not yet boarded the ship and seen our tanks.

Nodding silently, Yan Ziwen on the side said, "Things have been going on for more than 10 days without any progress. It is unlikely that the Deep Blue Iris will be able to leave the port now."

Jiang Cheng thought for a moment and decided to ask directly: "Mr. Martin, what is the focus of your negotiation with the British side? Oh, I'll tell you the truth. Do they want money, or do they not want us to form a cooperative relationship at all?"

Martin understood Chinese, but when Jiang Cheng asked this, he seemed hesitant.

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