Traveling through the Republic of China to become a special agent, the system is very easy for me

"Thank you very much, Mr. Iwai."

Li Qunshi was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly.

"From now on, if you need me, just ask me, and I will serve you wholeheartedly."

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Li Qunshi said a few more words and then said goodbye and left. Yuan Ye, Tanaka and Matsushita also followed Li Qunshi back to No. 76.

When they arrived at Li Qunshi's office, Yuan Ye gave instructions to Tanaka and Matsushita, saying that according to Mr. Iwai's request, the audit work must be completed as soon as possible, and they must work overtime at night to try to complete the audit within two days.

Tanaka and Matsushita naturally had nothing to say. They nodded in agreement and went to the Finance Department office.

Li Qunshi once again expressed his gratitude to Yuan Ye, thinking that the special envoy was really kind and that this time it was really thanks to him.

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone on the desk rang. It was Wang Jingwei's secretary who called and asked him to go to Villa No. 5 for something.

Li Qunshi didn't know what it was, and didn't say anything on the phone. He put down the phone and said apologetically to Yuan Ye:

"Special Envoy, I'm sorry, I can't accompany you. Mr. Wang asked me to meet him. I'll let Director Ding accompany you."

After saying that, he was about to call Ding Mocun. Yuan Ye smiled and said:

"No need to call. Just go and do your thing. I'll go to his office myself to save him from coming over."

Yuan Ye originally wanted to find Ding Mo Village to tell him about the funding.

After Li Qunshi left, Yuan Ye came to Ding Mocun's office. The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and Yuan Ye smiled and said:

"Director Ding, I have good news for you. I have told Mr. Iwai about what happened yesterday.

Mr. Iwai has agreed to allocate 10 yuan in advance to you, and also give you a batch of weapons and ammunition."

When Ding Mocun heard this, he was overjoyed, holding Yuan Ye's hand and said excitedly:

"Thank you so much, Special Envoy. You have helped me a lot. The funding for the training school has finally been solved."

He thought to himself that the special envoy was really his benefactor and he had found the right person.

Of course, he would not treat the special envoy unfairly. After receiving the funds, he would take out 30% of them as a gift to the special envoy to express his gratitude.

"It's just a small matter, nothing to worry about. Tomorrow you will go to Iwai Mansion and meet Mr. Iwai. I will also be there, and then go through the formalities and receive the funds and weapons."

"well."

Ding Mocun responded quickly, feeling overjoyed.

What he didn't know was that Yuan Ye had already set his sights on this batch of weapons. In fact, when Iwai Yuichi said that he would give Ding Mo Village an extra batch of weapons, he had this idea. He wanted to see if he could find a chance to get this batch of weapons tomorrow.

After Yuan Ye chatted with Ding Mo Village for a while, he found an excuse and left Ding Mo Village's office because there was one more thing he was going to do, which was to find the stockbroker Li Futian and seize the 60 yuan funds that he had given to Li Qunshi for stock trading.

It would be fine if he didn’t know, but if he did, how could he let it go?

Yuan Ye left No. 76 and drove straight to the Shanghai Securities and Commodities Exchange.

The exchange is located on Jiangxi Road and is a relatively tall building.

The exterior is in European style, with tall stone pillars arranged neatly to support the solemn gatehouse, showing its grandeur, and the lines of the arched windows are smooth and elegant, revealing a delicate charm. The overall color tone is deep, and the texture of the bricks and stones exudes a simple and heavy atmosphere in the sun, giving people a sense of majesty and calmness.

Yuan Ye parked the car in front of the door, put on his makeup in the car, then got out of the car and walked into the gate of the exchange. The noisy and bustling sound hit him in the face.

The spacious hall was bustling with people. The huge blackboard was densely covered with various stock information, and the numbers were constantly updated with chalk, like a beating pulse.

Various stock information charts are hung on the walls, attracting crowds of people to stop and watch and discuss.

The sun shines in through the tall windows, shining on people.

The stockholders had different expressions. Their eyes were fixed on the quotation board, full of anxiety and tension, with beads of sweat oozing from their foreheads. They shouted out quotes or talked with intense gestures.

Yuan Ye saw that some people looked flustered and their words were filled with uneasiness. A few people pretended to be calm, but their slightly trembling fingers revealed their inner anxiety.

I thought to myself, these people must have bought stocks that fell in price.

Some people shouted excitedly, their joy was beyond words. Needless to say, it must be that their stocks had gone up.

The emotions fluctuated between the ups and downs, creating a tense and heated scene.

Yuan Ye can understand people's desire and pursuit for money. The ups and downs of wealth and the joys and sorrows of life are played out here all the time.

In fact, how many of these small shareholders can actually make money? The ones who really make money are the market makers and those who know insider information.

Yuan Ye's attention was not on these stock investors, but on the stock brokers.

These people have one thing in common: they all wear exquisitely tailored long gowns, mostly in moon white or navy blue, with crisp fabrics, and a Western-style vest with neatly arranged exquisite copper buttons. They wear black top hats and shiny leather shoes. They look hurried, moving among the crowd, loudly announcing stock prices.

Everything is done in an orderly manner. They stare at the quotation board with anxious and nervous expressions. When facing customers, they are calm with a confident smile on their lips, as if everything is under control.

Yuan Ye had never met Li Futian, so naturally he didn't know which one of these busy agents was him, so he handed a cigarette to a person standing next to him and asked him who Futian was.

This person was a veteran stock investor who stayed in the exchange hall during trading hours, so he naturally knew Li Futian.

He took the cigarette, pointed at a middle-aged man wearing a navy blue gown and a vest, and said to Yuan Ye:

"That person is Li Futian."

Yuan Ye thanked him and did not go up to find Li Futian. Instead, he kept observing him secretly.

Yuan Ye looked at the time. It was almost 12 noon. The morning trading time was about to end, and the afternoon trading time would start at 2 o'clock.

At this time, people in the hall left one after another, all rushing back to eat. Soon there were fewer people. At 12 o'clock, Li Futian also walked out of the exchange gate.

He called a rickshaw, and after getting in, the rickshaw started running quickly.

Yuan Ye got on the rickshaw immediately and followed him. More than 10 minutes later, the rickshaw stopped at an alley. Yuan Ye also stopped his car a few dozen meters away. He saw Li Futian get off the rickshaw and walk into the alley.

Yuan Ye got out of the car and came to the alley entrance. He saw Li Futian walk more than 10 meters and then enter a yard, which was a two-story building.

Yuan Ye thought, that must be his home. He heard the voices of a woman and a child coming from the living room of the small building. The child called Li Futian "Dad" and the woman asked Li Futian to wash his hands and eat. These should be his wife and child.