I saw a box full of 100 yen inside, and the portrait of Prince Shotoku on the banknote looked particularly beautiful amidst the feasting and feasting.

"Your Excellency, Consul, here is a little note for you, the Director of the Ministry of Intelligence Iwai entrusted me to give you. I hope you will have many kind words after you return to the country."

He smiled and pushed the suitcase over. After speaking, he leaned on the sofa and lit a cigar, preparing to appreciate the ugliness of Mr. Special Commissioner.

He said this more than once, but the difference was that the people sitting across from him were the section chief, deputy section chief, and the generals.

The same thing is the reaction of the other party. Generally speaking, these people are in disbelief at first, then they show greed, and finally they do everything.

"Yoshi...Yoshi..."

Sure enough, when the middle-aged man saw so much money, he immediately woke up, swallowed, and gently touched the thick banknotes with trembling hands.

The salary of an ordinary Japanese civil servant is only 100 yen per month. The money in the box is enough for a middle-aged person to make a living for hundreds of years without eating or drinking.

Hase Ryosuke chuckled, poured a glass of wine for the other party calmly, and stated his request in a very sincere manner.

"I know that many people in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs are dissatisfied with Mr. Consul, Minister Iwai and me, and even say that we are lowly non-nationals.

But the Republic of China has its own national conditions. When serving in this hostile country, sometimes it is necessary to be more flexible.

For example, it is the duty of a diplomat to provide convenience for imperial merchants who cannot obtain legal import and export procedures, right?

Dear Vice President, there is no doubt that we are loyal to the empire. I hope you can understand and help us."

After saying the good words, he stood up and bowed deeply. It's important to make money. It's not embarrassing to bow your head occasionally. It's good to be able to hold on to your current position.

"Haha, Hase-kun."

When the middle-aged man next to him heard Hase Ryosuke's explanation, he suddenly looked away from the money and retorted with a cunning look in his eyes.

"The situation you mentioned seems to be different from what I know. There is a reason why the Foreign Minister and others are dissatisfied with the Shanghai Consulate.

Helping domestic businessmen to smuggle is just a small problem. As long as taxes are paid, the higher-ups are willing to see it all happen.

But this acquiescence does not include using naval ships to sell the cigarettes from the Republic of China to the empire. Mr. Hase, you have gone too far.

In addition, Shigenobu Okamoto, a reporter from Tokyo Nippon Shimbun who disappeared in an unknown incident at the beginning of the year, landed from a port in Shanghai.

Although it is an identity document issued by the Resident Affairs Council, don’t you have any responsibility? This matter is very sensitive.”

"so what?"

"If you have something to say, just say it."

Hase Ryosuke looked blank and asked the other person with squinted eyes. He decided in his heart that if this guy didn't know what he was doing, he would just kill him and silence him.

In this city, countless people die quietly every day, and one more petty bureaucrat from Tokyo is not a big deal.

At worst, if we pay a little more dividends to the big shots above this month, the partners in the Navy will not sit back and let them have problems.

If he fails, there won't be just one or two unlucky people, there will be countless people buried with them for their cause, including the top ones.

"You have to pay more! Five times!"

The middle-aged man didn't seem to notice his murderous intention. He smiled and stretched out five fingers. There is a saying that the brave will starve to death and the timid will starve.

It is a well-known fact that Shanghai is extremely fat. If it were not for making money, why would he spend a lot of money to be a special commissioner?

If these fat sheep want to escape safely, they must pay a big price to satisfy themselves. A mere box of yen is an insult to him.

He had already made up his mind, even if he angered Changgu or even broke his face, he would get three times the benefits, otherwise he would not leave.

"Okay, deal!"

"how to trade?"

What is surprising is that Ryosuke Hase not only did not get angry, but decisively agreed to this condition without giving him a chance to regret it.

A person must know how to make trade-offs. Problems that can be solved with money are not problems. They are nothing more than weighing the pros and cons and do not affect the overall situation.

Money, on the other hand, is nothing in the face of a business that makes huge profits every day. The other party can give them as much as they want without any discount.

It's a very simple reason. If people are not willing to spend money in this kind of business, why should they risk losing their heads to smuggle contraband?

"Mr. Hase, you who know the current affairs...what?"

The middle-aged man was thinking about how to force Changgu to submit. When he heard the answer, he subconsciously wanted to persuade him, but he immediately realized that something was wrong.

Why did you agree? Shouldn't you get so angry that you put a gun to your head, and then we both take a step back?

Maybe he was missing something? The middle-aged man couldn't help but fall into self-doubt. After hesitating for a few seconds, he slowly raised his glass.

“A pleasure to work with.”

"Hahaha."

Hase Ryosuke laughed loudly and gave a thumbs up: "Your Excellency, the deputy section chief, is a smart man, and I like to deal with smart people the most.

We will be friends from now on, please rest assured, five times is a meeting gift, and money will be deposited into your account every month in the future.

You don’t have to feel guilty. The cigarettes in the Republic of China were cheap, but the cigarettes in the Empire were expensive. If we didn’t sell them, others would.

Rather than taking advantage of those businessmen, it would be better for those of us who have contributed to the empire to benefit. Think about it, does what I say make sense?"

this.....

It does make some sense.

The middle-aged man's mind is a little confused. His long-standing worldview has been shattered and quickly reconstructed, and a strange emotion emerges in his mind.

Seeing this, Hase Ryosuke did not disturb the other party, but secretly waved to the men outside the door, and seven or eight young kimono women entered the house.

Money, wine, beauties, and sudden happiness made the middle-aged man completely lose his ability to think and fell into the land of gentleness.

"Keep singing!"

"Keep dancing."

Hase Ryosuke shouted, the staff and customers who had left before reappeared, and melodious music sounded in the nightclub.

The seductive kimono woman kept pulling the special commissioner who was dragged into the water, asking him not to just touch him but to drink some wine first.

The special agents of the Shanghai Consulate's Special Higher Education Section watched this scene quietly. They knew that the deputy minister would have another partner in his business.

Amid the commotion, Hase Ryosuke slowly opened the door of the flashy nightclub, walked to the side of the road and took a cigarette.

In fact, he is not used to such occasions at all. If he could choose, he would rather spend time with a book in hand and a cup of tea.

It's a pity that people can't help themselves in the world. I really don't know how the war will develop and when he will be able to live his own life.

"Tear~"

Suddenly, someone lit a match and brought it to him. Under the firelight was Zuo Zhong, who had a slicked back hair and a pair of plain glasses.

Hase Ryosuke was stunned for a moment, put his unrealistic fantasies behind, lowered his head to light the cigarette in his mouth, and asked at the same time.
Chapter completed!