Ning Zhiheng looked at Hirao Dazhi, who was sitting opposite, and asked softly: "Let's talk about it, I don't think Hirao-kun's encounter during this time seems to be smooth!" ”

Hearing Ning Zhiheng's question, Hirao Daichi suddenly said with some excitement: "Mr. Fujiwara, please help me get through the difficulties, this time I can only beg you!" ”

His expression was helpless and hasty, and he recounted his situation, it turned out that Hirao Dazhi followed Ning Zhiheng's instructions to inquire about the news of Kuroki Yueichi in the occupied area, but there was no result.

Later, after Ning Zhiheng left the occupied area, he also came to the door according to the address left by Ning Zhiheng, but he came one step late, and he couldn't help but regret it, and deeply regretted that he missed this opportunity.

After that, he also worked as a broker in the occupied territories, doing some matchmaking for those merchants, introducing them to earn a little commission.

However, just a month earlier, he had introduced two merchants to a cloth business, and the seller had received the deposit and disappeared, so the buyer approached Hirao Daichi because it was the thread he had drawn from him and introduced the business.

Hirao Daichi was also dumbfounded, this seller businessman had successfully made several transactions before, and he was still a very reliable old customer, but now this kind of thing has happened, and the company is also empty, which is still very rare in the Japanese business world.

As a result, Hirao Daichi's reputation in the broker business suddenly became stinky, not only was no one looking for him to introduce business, but the buyer had been relentlessly looking for him to ask for the twenty percent of the deposit.

In the end, Hirao Dazhi was chased to hide in Tibet, and the people he met in Shanghai were all in a relationship of exchange of interests, and no one was willing to help him once he was down.

In desperation, he thought of Fujiwara Tomohito, a noble child, and he had contributed to him, I hope he can remember himself as a little person, as long as he is willing to make a move, this little thing is not a problem!

Hirao Dazhi knew the address of Ning Zhiheng's villa in Shanghai, and since he had an address, he would have to return to Shanghai sooner or later, so he hid in a nearby rented house and came over every day to watch the movements in the villa, hoping that this Mr. Fujiwara could come back as soon as possible and ask him for help to relieve his predicament.

"Mr. Fujiwara, now the president of Kono Kaisha is looking for me everywhere, and he thinks that I have partnered with the seller to cheat him out of his money, but I really don't! I really can't come up with so much money to compensate him, I'm really desperate, please help me! Hirao nodded and pleaded.

Ning Zhiheng frowned, he was not a good person, whoever came to ask for help would reach out to help, he didn't have time to take care of these idle things, not to mention that he was just a broker who had seen several times.

"Hirao-kun, you can ask you first, did you find the Mr. Kuroki Yueichi I asked you to look for during this time?" Ning Zhiheng asked coldly.

Hirao Daichi hurriedly replied: "I'm really sorry, I searched all over Shanghai and didn't find out the whereabouts of Mr. Kuroki, I know that Mr. Kuroki is a famous scholar, and I went to the Mulan Academy to inquire many times, but they all said that Mr. Kuroki did not return to Shanghai." ”

"Muran Society?" Ning Zhiheng asked suspiciously

"Yes, the Mulan Academy is a meeting place where some literati and scholars like to stay, it is said that it was founded by some immigrant scholars after the Great War, that is, a few months ago, I thought that there should be news of Mr. Kuroki there, so I went to inquire many times, some of them knew Mr. Kuroki, but none of them heard about Mr. Kuroki's recent news, I have been paying attention to this matter, I will report to you as soon as there is news!" Hirao explained carefully that he was in a very anxious mood at this time, trying his best to prove his ability and show that he was still useful to Mr. Fujiwara!

Ning Zhiheng nodded, and then said lightly: "Pingwei-kun, I'm not a judge or a policeman, and I don't have the slightest interest in the economic dispute between you, so it seems that I can't help you!" ”

After speaking, he stood up and instructed Yi Huaan outside the door: "Akagi, send Hirao-kun out for me!" ”

Yi Huaan agreed, stepped into the room, and made a gesture of please to Hirao Daichi.

"No, Mr. Fujiwara! For the sake of my service to you, please help me, President Kono has already reported the police on the charge of commercial fraud, they have been looking for me for the past few days, and once they find me, they will send me back to China to be punished, so I will have nothing, please save me! ”

Seeing Ning Zhiheng's cold expression, Hirao Dazhi suddenly felt anxious, he quickly bent his knees, knelt in the middle of the living room, his hands on the ground, his forehead lying on the ground, and kept begging!

This was his only chance, and he was afraid that he would be sent home by the police, and he would be sent to that cold prison.

He is no longer propose-free and unemployed in Japan, and he does not even have a house for shelter, and some of the savings he has fortunately accumulated in Shanghai over the past few years will also be confiscated, unless he flees Shanghai, but in this foreign land, where can he flee to the hostile eyes of the Japanese?

Yi Huaan glanced at Ning Zhiheng and found that he was still indifferent, and he didn't promise Hirao Dazhi, so he stepped forward to lift up Hirao's body and tried to lift him up and send him out.

But Hirao Daichi struggled, refusing to live or die, and kept pleading in his mouth: "Mr. Fujiwara, please help me, as long as you are willing to save me, I will definitely serve you wholeheartedly in the future, you can do anything, I really have no way out, please!" ”

For a while, in the living room, the two of them were constantly pulling, and Yi Hua's head was on fire, his right hand was raised, his palm was stretched out like a knife, and he was about to hit with a ruthless hand, but Ning Zhiheng stretched out his hand to stop it.

Ning Zhiheng's cold eyes looked at Hirao Dazhi, thought for a moment, and finally asked, "Is it true that the seller can't find it?" ”

Hirao Dazhi heard Ning Zhiheng ask, and suddenly his heart was overjoyed, he knew that as long as Mr. Fujiwara was willing to ask, it meant that he had the idea of trying to save himself, he hurriedly replied: "This seller's name is Kenji Kataoka, he has always been in the cotton cloth business, we have dealt with several times before, but I really didn't expect that suddenly he absconded with the money, and now there are many merchants looking for him, but they haven't found it, it must not be in Shanghai, and now the police are sending a letter to look for it in China, I don't know why. ”

This situation is indeed very rare, I have to say that Japan's business environment is still relatively strict, those businessmen regard credibility as very important, once there is a dishonest performance, it will soon be resisted by everyone, like this kind of business who absconded with money, must have made up their minds, no longer contact with business, disappeared, and it is difficult to find!

"What's the 20% deposit?"

"Twenty-two thousand yen! But I really didn't get a single dollar, what a mistake! Hirao explained vigorously.

At this point, Ning Zhiheng believes that if Hirao Dazhi was an accomplice, he would have fled Shanghai a long time ago, and he would not have fallen like this.

Twenty-two thousand yen, although it is not a small amount, but it is not in Ning Zhiheng's eyes, the main reason is that Ning Zhiheng has no intention of giving this money, because if it is up to him to make a move, it is too weak to do so, which is inconsistent with his current identity, the identity of a child of the Fujiwara family.

"What is the background of the Kono Kaisha you are talking about?"

"This is a trading house that has just opened, is that the background? It seems to have something to do with the gendarmerie command, and although I have faults in this kind of economic dispute, I should not be fully responsible, at most I can return the commission and pay a fine, but the president Kono said a word, and the police department arrested me for commercial fraud, which ordinary businesses can't do. "Hirao Daichi didn't dare to hide the slightest bit of it, if he dared to deliberately conceal the other party's background and deceive Mr. Fujiwara to make a move, Mr. Fujiwara would know in the end, at that time, I was afraid that it would backfire, not only could the trouble not be resolved, but he would also have to face Mr. Fujiwara's anger, and the result would be doomed.

Ning Zhiheng saw his honest answer, and nodded with satisfaction, he had the idea of using Hirao Dazhi at this time, after all, he had no foundation in the Japanese occupation zone, and if he wanted to create a situation here and take root, he still needed some people who were familiar with the local situation.

However, he still can't make a move easily, after all, he doesn't have many connections in the Japanese occupation zone, and his biggest backer, Major General Junpei Uehara, is not in Shanghai, and he can't quench his thirst from far water.

There is also Ishikawa Takeshi, the young commander of the military police headquarters, and a few middle-level officers who don't have a deep friendship, and finally he is the aristocratic status of the son of the Fujiwara family in Kyoto, so there are not many hole cards in his hand, he must judge the situation and inquire about the background of the other party, otherwise he will kick a hard steel plate, it will be more than worth the loss!

Thinking of this, Ning Zhiheng picked up the phone in the living room and dialed it out.

Soon the voice of Takeshi Ishikawa came from the other side of the phone: "I'm Takeshi Ishikawa, who is it?" ”

"Wuzhi, it's me!"

"Jiren? Are you back? That's great! Ishikawa Takeshi's surprised voice sounded, and his pitch was raised a few points, obviously unexpectedly happy.

He has been waiting for Ning Zhiheng's return, before Ning Zhiheng had promised that once he returned to Shanghai, he would open a trading house here, and promised to give him a 10% stake, and the two of them would join hands to create a family business in Shanghai, the largest city in the Far East.

In the past two months, he has been anxiously waiting for news from Ning Zhiheng, and he was really happy to receive a call from Ning Zhiheng today.