"There is an old saying in China that is called being complacent, which is what you are now." Peter glanced at Cheng Qianfan and said.
Of course, he also knew that Cheng Qianfan was not bragging. With Xiao Cheng's current energy, he could do it to kill someone without knowing it.
On the surface, the French Concession is the world of the French, but in private, the inspector, the inspector, and the gang leader of the Qing Gang secretly "maintained" the underground order on the beach.
However, Cheng Qianfan's proud attitude made Pete feel uncomfortable and couldn't help but sarcastic sentences or two.
Cheng Qianfan smiled but did not refute anything.
He was "in the bones" of the Japanese Kentaro Miyazaki. As the Japanese army attacked Shanghai, Kentaro Miyazaki inevitably became swelling. Perhaps Miyazaki himself "didn't realize it", which was a subconscious reaction.
"I'm just an intermediary." Cheng Qianfan said, slowly tidying out fifteen gold bars from the suitcase, "One hundred and twenty big yellow croakers, I'll take the least one, fifteen."
"Tell me, what's the matter?" Pete asked, glanced at the gold bar in the lid box, touched his nose.
"The Daxin Steel Plant in Zhabei is preparing to move the factory equipment and personnel out of Shanghai." Cheng Qianfan played with a gold bar in his hand and said slowly, "They were blocked at the level of Zhabei rented. The other party's request was to pass the test within twelve hours."
"Zhabei Concession?" Pete looked at Cheng Qianfan with a smile, "The laborious territory, Fei is your friend, why don't you come forward?"
"I guess there is a Japanese instructor behind this." Cheng Qianfan lowered his voice, "You know, I have always had a good relationship with Japanese people."
Pete understood that Cheng Qianfan wanted to make this interim fee and was worried that he would offend the Japanese, so he hid behind him and secretly came to ask him out.
...
"I can't do anything," Pete shook his head, "I'm not familiar with Fuli."
"You don't need to contact Feili." Cheng Qianfan said, "Our target is Viscount Cage of the Public Concession Bureau. As long as he speaks, everything is not a problem."
Smith, the police director of the British and American Public Concession Police House, returned to Washington to report his work. Now the police house in the Public Concession Police House is led by David Cage, who is a director of the Department of Works and is now the deputy police director of the Public Concession Police House.
"I am not familiar with Viscount Cage." Pete said lightly with a calm expression.
"Yes, I know you're not familiar with each other." Cheng Qianfan looked at Pitt with a meaningful look, "But I heard that Viscount David Cage loves his daughter Miss Ruth Cage very much."
He accompanied Pete on the rooftop of Sassoon Building yesterday to "appreciate" the air battle, and found that Pitt and Ruth, a dog-like man and woman, secretly had a tryst.
When Cheng Qianfan left the Sassoon Building, he asked the building staff casually and easily found out about the identity of Miss Ruth:
Director of the British and American Public Concession Work Department, David Cage, the youngest daughter of Viscount of the British Empire, is also the deputy police director of the Public Concession Police Office.
"Rus and I are ordinary friends, we are very innocent." Pete said seriously.
"Of course I believe you are innocent." Cheng Qianfan showed a 'I believe you' expression, nodded, and pointed to the golden yellow croaker. "I have inquired about the market, and fifty gold bars are enough to convince this Viscount Cage."
Pete glanced at the 105 large yellow croaker left in the lid box and thought to himself.
After removing the fifty gold bars for Dad Ruth, there are still fifty-five gold bars left.
I gave Ruth another ten, and there were forty-five gold bars.
feasible.
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"Okay, I'll take this job." Pi Te nodded. "Although Ruth and I are just ordinary friends, I believe that with my friendship with Ruth, she will be happy to help."
"It's refreshing." Cheng Qianfan gave a thumbs up and smiled, "By the way, Wei Zhirong, the owner of Daxin Steel Factory, had some small conflicts with Mr. Flord, director of the Public Concession Engineering Department. However, the problem is not big. Thirty big yellow croakers should be able to satisfy Mr. Flord."
"Why didn't you talk about this just now?" Peter asked angrily.
Give Director Flod thirty big yellow croakers, and if so, he would only have fifteen gold bars left.
The ones who are busy at home and outside are actually as many as Cheng Qianfan, who is just a matchmaker and whispering!
This made Peter quite unhappy.
"What do you think I'm doing?" Cheng Qianfan asked with a frown, "My friend, don't be too greedy. Apart from Viscount Cage and Mr. Flod, you can get twenty-five big yellow croakers, which is almost twice as good as mine."
"I want to give Ruth ten gold bars," Pitt said seriously.
"You can't think of snatching my hard-earned money from me in order to please your woman!" Cheng Qianfan looked indignant.
The two had a short "fever" quarrel.
In the end, Cheng Qianfan compromised, and he reluctantly agreed to give up a gold bar. He took the interim fee of fourteen gold bars and Pitt took the sixteen gold bars.
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When he said goodbye and left, Cheng Qianfan stretched out his right hand towards Pitt.
Pitt and Cheng Qianfan shook hands.
Cheng Qianfan had a strange expression and stretched out his right hand again.
"What?"
"Give me the key to Warehouse No. 3." Cheng Qianfan said angrily.
"The key is not with me, I will get the key for you tomorrow." Peter said, urging Cheng Qianfan to leave quickly.
He was worried that he would wake up his wife Linda. When Linda saw a suitcase of gold bars, it would be a bad thing.
He didn't want to hide his private money from Linda, but the transaction involved Ruth. He was worried that his wife would misunderstand his "innocence" relationship with Ruth.
"Remember, you must connect the relationship before tomorrow morning and let the checkpoint be released." Cheng Qianfan reminded, "I promised to do this before twelve o'clock."
He, the Chief Xiao Cheng, always takes money to do things, and has a reputation, but he cannot ruin his reputation.
"Don't worry." Peter quickly agreed.
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After leaving Pitt's home, Cheng Qianfan drove away.
Pete's house is on Mass South Road.
It is less than two hundred meters away from Peng and Ou's home.
Peng and Ou stood by the window on the second floor, the curtains were pulled up, and he gently lifted a gap, and he kept staring outside.
At his feet was a spittoon and a toilet.
Under the dim street lights, a trash can is quietly staying on the side of the road.
A headlight shot straight from the sky.
Cheng Qianfan placed one hand on the steering wheel, held the cigarette case in the other hand, shook it gently, and a cigarette popped out, and he lowered his head and bit the cigarette.
I stepped on the brake lightly and stopped next to the trash can.
He threw the empty cigarette box into the trash can.
Then he slowly turned the lighter and lit the cigarette in his mouth. Then he started the car and disappeared silently into the night of Shanghai.
Peng and Ou, who were watching all this secretly behind the curtains on the second floor, was overjoyed. He threw away the cigarette box and lit the cigarette just now. This was a sign of everything going well.
If Cheng Qianfan drives away directly without stopping, it means the situation is bad and Pitt is not willing to get involved in this matter.
If you just throw away the cigarette box and don’t light the cigarette, it means that there is still a need for further negotiation and the possibility of striving for it.
Chapter completed!