allonlinenovel Chapter 1118 Has his personality become lazy too?
Chapter 1118 Has his personality become lazy too?
As soon as Yu Xiuning finished speaking, Chen Ming started complaining again, his tone full of frustration: "You know, our Tianjin station looks calm and peaceful, like we don't have to fight every day like the front line, but it's actually very frustrating!"
One minute they're tasked with eliminating traitors, the next they're ordered to gather intelligence on the formation of the puppet municipal government, and then they're tasked with monitoring the movements of the police in the British and French concessions. There's no shortage of work, but not much in terms of resources.
The mess Chen Gongshu left behind is still not cleaned up. He even forgot about an undercover agent at the Japanese consulate. Isn't that ridiculous?
"My job as station manager is basically just cleaning up after everyone else!"
"Alright, stop complaining." Yu Xiuning rolled her eyes at him, her tone tinged with helplessness and reproach: "Will complaining bring you money? Will it bring you weapons?"
Back in Shenyang, we survived ten times more difficult times. At that time, we didn't even have a fixed stronghold. We were hiding every day, sometimes not knowing where our next meal would come from. But we still managed to get intelligence on the Kwantung Army's movements.
What's the big deal about this now?
As she spoke, she stood up and walked to Chen Ming's side, reaching out to gently pat his shoulder. Her tone softened considerably: "Boss Dai, you should quickly send a telegram to request instructions, clearly explaining the situation, emphasizing the importance of this batch of munitions, as well as the matter of heavy equipment after the spring, so that the higher-ups will take it seriously."
At the same time, I asked Zhongyi to communicate with Ogura Daichi again to see if they could extend the deadline by a few more days or try to negotiate the price down.
I'll also take stock of the station's funds and contact a few patriotic businessmen I know to see if I can borrow some money to tide me over and cover the shortfall.
"You're so capable, my wife!" Chen Ming's face instantly lit up with a smile, his previous worry vanished. He reached out and took Yu Xiuning's hand, his tone affectionate: "I'll arrange for someone to send a telegram right away. I'll carefully consider the wording and try to make the situation sound as urgent as possible, so that Boss Dai can approve it as soon as possible."
"Oh, right, little brother, when you get back, invite Ogura Daichi to Tonglefang in the French Concession. They have excellent opera troupes and authentic French cuisine. Also, hire a couple of hostesses. Don't worry about the cost; put all expenses on the station's tab."
After a pause, Chen Ming's expression turned serious: "Right now, those two little devils, Itai and Nakagawa, are not in Tianjin. And that female devil, Nanzo Yunzi, is very cunning; I can't really see through her."
We must maintain a firm grip on our relationship with Ogura Daichi; he is our most important point of entry into the Military Police Headquarters, and we absolutely cannot afford any mishaps.
"Don't worry, station chief, I know what I'm doing." Xu Zhongyi smiled confidently: "I've long since figured out Ogura Daichi's temperament. He's greedy, lustful, and loves to take advantage of others. As long as there's a benefit or money to be made, he doesn't care who the buyer is, let alone where these weapons will ultimately be used."
Besides, I've known him for so long that we've developed a certain "relationship." I often send him rare gifts like cigarettes, alcohol, and silk. He trusts me to a certain extent, so if I talk to him nicely, getting a few more days shouldn't be a problem.
Chen Ming nodded and strode towards the telegraph room in the inner chamber: "Then I'll go send the telegram first and try to get the request out today."
After Chen Ming left, only Yu Xiuning and Xu Zhongyi remained in the room, and the atmosphere became quiet again.
Yu Xiuning picked up the shoe soles and needle and thread from the edge of the kang again. Holding the silver needle between her fingertips, she slowly sewed the shoe soles. The silver needle made a soft "sizzling" sound as it moved through the kang.
While waiting for Chen Ming to send a telegram back, Yu Xiuning and Xu Zhongyi talked about the business situation of the trading company.
Half an hour later, Yu Xiuning suddenly looked up at Xu Zhongyi and asked with a hint of worry, "Zhongyi, what do you mean by Wang Fugui? Should we save him? How?"
Upon hearing this, Xu Zhongyi sighed heavily, a hint of uncertainty on his face: "Well... after all, they're our own people..."
He paused, his tone full of confusion and resentment: "Actually, I'm quite puzzled. Since Chen Gongshu arranged for such an undercover agent to be in the Japanese consulate, why was he so careless?"
They didn't even leave a proper way to meet or a code word, nor did they arrange a way out for the person. If they were exposed, there would be no one to help them or a channel to pass messages. Isn't this just pushing people into a fire pit?
This isn't arranging an undercover agent; it's blatant disregard for human life!
“Chen Gongshu is capable, but he’s too eager for quick success and instant benefits. He only cares about his achievements and doesn’t care about the lives of his brothers at all.” Yu Xiuning’s tone was tinged with disdain and contempt. “Back in Tianjin, he was single-mindedly focused on carrying out an anti-traitor operation.”
In order to show off, we killed a few insignificant traitors, but this also exposed many of our undercover brothers and caused us to lose a lot of manpower.
Then he packed his bags and left, leaving us with this mess to clean up.
Xu Zhongyi nodded with deep feeling: "That's right. Only the station manager and you have the experience to keep things in order. If anyone else were the station manager, things would have fallen apart long ago."
"There was no other way, we were forced to do it." Yu Xiuning smiled, but there was a hint of bitterness in her smile.
Then, changing the subject, Yu Xiuning said with a hint of complaint, "But then again, Chen Ming is sometimes too lazy and procrastinates."
Last month, Boss Dai sent a telegram instructing him to gather intelligence on the formation of the puppet municipal government and to impose sanctions on several key traitors in the Tianjin Security Maintenance Committee.
He's been dragging this out for almost a month now, and there's still no sign of anything happening. All he does is eat sunflower seeds, listen to opera, and drink a little wine. I'm getting worried for him.
As they were talking, Chen Ming came out of the telegraph room in the inner room. As soon as he entered, he heard Yu Xiuning talking badly about him, and he immediately shouted, "Wife, are you talking badly about me behind my back?"
I wasn't being lazy; I was waiting for an opportunity! The Japanese were keeping a close eye on the establishment of the puppet municipal government. The intelligence agencies were watching the relevant personnel every day, and they were even followed when they came and went. I couldn't possibly let my brothers risk their lives to force their way in, could I?
Isn't that sending our brothers to their deaths?
"Waiting for an opportunity? Waiting for an opportunity will make the flowers wither!" Yu Xiuning put down her needlework, her eyebrows raised, and her tone was somewhat fierce: "Back in Harbin, when you were gathering intelligence on the Kwantung Army's movements, you weren't this slow and dawdling!"
Back then, you spent your days in taverns, befriending the Japanese soldiers of the 4th Division, drinking and gambling, and even helping them find women. In just a few days, you had a complete grasp of their troop movements.
What's wrong with me now? Am I regressing as I get older? Have I become more timid and lazy?