The offices of Daimo & Company and Jiro Matsumoto were searched from inside to outside.

A large amount of espionage information was found and piled on Meng Shaoyuan's new desk.

There is also a bag.

Meng Shaoyuan opened it and saw that there were oceans, Japanese yen, pounds sterling, US dollars, legal tender issued by the National Government, and twelve gold bars of different sizes inside.

"They were all found in the offices of Damo & Company and Matsumoto." Mu Dekai, who went with Liu Huanwen to take charge of the search, spoke in a low voice.

"Oh." Meng Shaoyuan responded smoothly: "Keep the information and hand in the rest."

"Captain Meng." Mu Dekai looked to the side and his voice became lower and lower: "You haven't been here long, so you may not understand some things well.

We secret agents may look like we are in a good position, but in fact we have difficulties that we cannot explain. As for us, we work hard to promote society. I wonder if you have heard of the saying. Regular officers live in western-style buildings, and reserve officers live in bungalows; small agents live in dilapidated houses.

When working as a field worker, three people live together.

Small spies like us are actually the same as those in the field. Our salary is small and our benefits are low. The local ones are fine, but the out-of-town ones have to rent a house. We only get so little money a month, and the rent is really not enough."

Meng Shaoyuan understood immediately.

Although Nanjing is not as colorful as Shanghai, it is currently experiencing the best ten years.

It is also called the "golden decade" by foreigners.

From 1927 to 1936, transportation, economy, and education all developed rapidly.

A large number of foreign goods began to pour into Nanjing, which also caused prices to rise in Nanjing.

Take soap, the most common daily necessities, as an example. Ten years ago, a piece of soap cost 5 cents. This year, the same piece of soap cost 6.5 cents.

The only thing that has fallen is probably agricultural products.

A pound of pork has dropped to 1.98 cents this month.

That’s why people in Nanjing say, “You can eat pork as much as you want, but save the soap.”

Secret agents are human beings too, and they also need money to live.

Mu Dekai accompanied him with a smile: "So we have to find a way to get some money ourselves. The stolen goods collected from the criminals are usually divided among everyone. Sometimes there is nothing we can do, so we just catch an opium dealer that we have already controlled and smuggle it.

Yes, we call them 'fat pigs'. We don't do anything to them, just let them bleed. After all, we have to find a way to survive."

"What about the superiors? Doesn't it matter?" Meng Shaoyuan asked.

Mu Dekai laughed a few times: "It's not easy for everyone, and the superiors also know our difficulties. As long as we don't go too far and cause trouble, they will turn a blind eye."

Meng Shaoyuan nodded: "Old Mu, I just came here and I don't understand many of the rules. I have to rely on you to give me some pointers in the future."

"Don't dare, don't dare."

"Then tell me, how to divide these things?"

Mu Dekai seemed to have already made a plan: "The money and the ocean will be divided into six parts. Of course, you will take the big share, accounting for 70%. You will take pity on us and give some points to your brothers for the rest.

I have weighed the gold. Twelve gold bars, a total of one hundred and twenty-eight taels. This is a huge sum of money. We can't keep it all to ourselves. All the important people up and down have to take care of it.

The second section is under the personal control of Director Dai, and we don't have the guts to give it to him, but Deputy Section Chief Kong Jinan is absolutely indispensable. He can speak to Director Dai.

Tang Zong, the chief of the second section, has eight liang, and Feng Xiaocai, the chief of the general affairs section, also has eight liang. We usually ask him to do things a lot. Others, the chief of the personnel department, Hu Ping, and the chief of the inspection unit, Ke Jianan, are all very good.

We must be very careful. Our assessment, promotion, transfer, and disciplinary supervision are all in their hands.

Xu Renji, chief of the accounting section, Yao Dunwen, chief of the translation section, and Wei Daming, chief director of the telecommunications station, each have five taels. Li Zuwei, chief of the copywriting section, three taels is enough..."

"Wait a minute." Meng Shaoyuan interrupted him: "Li Zuwei is also a section chief after all, why is there only three or two?"

Mu Dekai smiled: "The writing department is usually responsible for sorting out files. We rarely have the opportunity to ask him to do things. Logically speaking, it's okay if he doesn't do it. But there are people carrying people in sedan chairs, and everyone works in the same department."

Got it, got it.

This guy is a talented person, he knows the affairs of the two offices very well, and he knows clearly in his mind who should be paid more and who should be paid less.

"In addition, take out another fifteen taels and distribute them to the captains and other useful agents." Mu Dekai had already planned: "In this way, a total of seventy-nine taels of gold will be taken out. There are still four

Nineteen taels. The credit for this time is mainly yours. You take the big part, forty taels. We can get some of the rest if we take advantage of it."

Don’t be afraid of settling the accounts, but be afraid of not being able to calculate them clearly.

Forty taels of gold is quite a lot.

In Beijing, a courtyard house where a prince of the late Qing Dynasty once lived sold for just over fifty taels of gold.

Meng Shaoyuan pondered there for a while: "Let's do this, the general remains unchanged, but for the ocean and money, I will take 50%. For gold, I will take 30 taels, and the remaining five of you will divide it."

"Oh, how can it be done? How can it be done?" Mu Dekai's nose turned red with excitement.

As the lowest-level agents, they only eat meat, so they don't expect to drink soup. They are satisfied with just getting some soup dregs to wet their mouths.

But now the new Captain Meng waved his hand, excluding Dayang and money, nineteen taels of gold, divided among five people, almost four taels in hand.

This really made them a small fortune.

There is a way to make money by following Captain Meng!

Although Meng Shaoyuan has something in mind, he doesn't know much about the internal affairs of the Second Department, so he has to rely on an old man like Mu Dekai.

Moreover, as a new captain, you have to make your subordinates devote themselves to you.

Why are you so determined? Just relying on majesty is not enough, you have to let them follow you to feel that there is hope.

There was someone arranged by Dai Li beside him. Meng Shaoyuan knew clearly that Dai Li must have promised him some benefits.

If that's the case, then why can't I buy him over as well?

There are plenty of opportunities to make money.

People's hearts must quickly gather around themselves.

"I'll leave all these things to you." Meng Shaoyuan no longer hesitated: "Give me what should be given, and tell me who I missed. Lao Mu, if you get dirty in the future... help me get these.

How do you decide?"

"Cheng, Cheng, don't worry, I will let them all know that this is what you arranged for them." Mu Dekai flattered: "Otherwise, you just took office today, and I will call them after you get off work.

Let’s celebrate your success together.”

"Okay, I'll treat you."

"Don't, don't, aren't you slapping me? Come on, brothers, come on, brothers."

"Okay, go ahead and book the hotel."

Mu Dekai happily left with the gold, Dayang and money.

Divide the spoils.

Is this a spoils-sharing event?

No, a small meeting to share the spoils.

It seems that living here not only has a future, but also a way to make money.

The five subordinates must fully tap their potential.

Xiang Shounong is a master of torture, and Mu Dekai is an old fool.

What about the rest?
Chapter completed!