Even in Harbin and Northeast China, where it had full control, the intelligence department of the Kwantung Army often secretly rented hotels and set up foreign trading houses as a cover for intelligence work.

Then this is even more true in Shanghai, which is outside the sphere of influence of the Intelligence Department of the Kwantung Army. This foreign company that dealt in Japanese cotton yarn in the French concession was the Shanghai intelligence station of the intelligence department of the Kwantung Army.

Of course, the Japanese Dispatch Command in Shanghai and the Mei Agency were also clear about this.

Xiaobao entered directly through the back door of the foreign bank, and after showing his ID, he was personally received by the person in charge of the intelligence station, Kojima Daisa.

"Five hundred tons of grain have arrived. Right now aboard the Haiwei at the docks outside Shanghai. I'm here to ask for instructions. Xiaobao said.

"I have been instructed from above to enter the Yangtze River and unload grain near Nanjing. But you don't have to worry about this, Chief Daxi Yanyi will be in Shanghai in two days, and you can just meet him. Osaku Kojima replied.

"Then I'll go back and inform the people on the Seaway. They are still waiting for news from me. Xiaobao said.

"Let the warship stop outside the dock for the night, and tomorrow I will send someone to the warship and ask him to take the ship to Pukou, Nanjing. At that time, the delegation of the Kwantung Army will first go to Pukou and enter Nanjing with the grain convoy! Kojima said.

In this way, the face of the Kwantung Army can be shown.

Xiaobao then left and rushed back to the docks.

"Tomorrow, someone from the Intelligence Department of the Eastern Army will come and take you along the Yangtze River to Pukou Port in Nanjing to unload grain. I'm going to find a good buyer to collect your apples tonight. Xiaobao said to Zhou Zhenbang.

Zhou Zhenbang has never dealt with Xiaobao, so he is naturally suspicious. However, there were soldiers guarding the docks, and he was not afraid. If it's a big deal, just jump off the building and sell it hemorrhage, and go back and roll your eyes with those merchants.

"Finally, I have one more word, Brother Zhou. You must be optimistic about your brothers, if anyone runs away in Shanghai, you won't be able to eat and walk away. After Xiaobao finished speaking, he left the dock and went to the public concession.

This time when he came to Shanghai, Xiaobao secretly had another thing, which was to bring a letter to Sassoon for Smirdlovsky.

Naturally, this is going to be the Sassoon Building. Besides, before leaving, Daxi Yanyi told him to wait for him at the Sassoon Building.

Mr. Sassoon is in a bad mood these days. As a family that had been doing business for a hundred years from Mumbai, India, to Shanghai, the British Empire sheltered him like a giant parasol. However, according to reliable sources, several hundred British soldiers in the Shanghai Public Concession were about to be evacuated.

The problem is not the withdrawal of these hundreds of soldiers, it is a symbol. The once sunset empire has gone down. Especially in today's tense situation in Europe, the British Empire can no longer take care of their people in the far East.

A red-headed maid walked in. There was a document on the plate.

Sassoon picked up the papers, glanced at them, and said to the servant with a smile: "Inform below, please invite this gentleman in." Let's ask Mr. Translator to come too. ”

Xiaobao went up to the top floor from the elevator and walked into Sassoon's office. Mr. Sassoon and a young man in a suit and leather shoes are waiting for him.

"Hello, Mr. Qian." Sassoon, the richest man on the beach in Shanghai, stretched out his hand to Xiaobao.

"Hello" Xiaobao reached out and shook Sassoon's hand, and put the documents on the table into his pocket.

"We don't have anything to talk about, I've been entrusted to bring you something." As he spoke, he took out the large envelope from his pocket and handed it to Sassoon.

Sassoon seemed to have been waiting for this thing for a long time, and couldn't wait to take it and open it. He took out a stack of bills from inside the envelope and looked at them carefully. After a long time, he raised his head and smiled and said to Xiaobao: "Mr. Qian, you are very trustworthy. ”

Many of these items consisted of bank deposit notes and stock warrants carried with them by Jews currently stranded in Manchukuo. Of course, a significant part of them are Schildlovsky's own.

These Jews, out of fear of the Germans, are now also afraid of Japan, which is becoming more and more integrated with Germany. They felt that it was not safe to keep these things around, but they could not get out of Manchukuo for the time being, so they entrusted Schirdlovsky to find someone to take them out of the northeast.

They felt that only their own countrymen were the most reliable, so they entrusted Sassoon with the temporary custody of these things.

Sassoon was grateful for the help that Xiaobao had given to the Jews.

"Mr. Qian, I know that the Nanjing side only held a celebration ceremony in March. You can stay in Shanghai for a few more days. There are a few new French girls on the eighth floor, and you can go and ask them to dance at night. ”

Sassoon turned to the servant and said, "Tell the people below that all the expenses of Mr. Qian here these days are counted on my head." Remember the cost of everything! ”

"I can't dance. Besides, the foreign woman is too tall, others hug the waist, and I hug the ass directly. Xiaobao said bluntly.

One sentence made Sassoon and the translator laugh.

"Young man, when you say that, you know that you are still too young to understand women." Sassoon said with a smile.

"I know what you Chinese like. There are flower boats on the Huangpu River. You can go there and fork a little mahjong with beautiful girls. Sassoon suggested.

Sassoon has been in Shanghai for decades. He also knows some of the local dialects of Shanghai. So he said fork mahjong instead of playing mahjong.

"There's a little thing I'd like to ask you for help with." Xiaobao was a little embarrassed and said to a billionaire: "I came on a warship from Manchukuo. The servicemen on board brought some bootlegged goods. Yes, it's a few thousand pounds of apples, do you think you might as well send someone to buy these apples tonight? ”

Xiaobao also blushed a little when he said this. It's a bit like deadlifting a Rockefeller to make him buy tea eggs.

Unlike Rockefeller, the Sassoons amassed an astronomical fortune over the course of a few decades by reselling millions of boxes of opium from India to China.

Sassoon giggled when he heard the interpreter's words. Then he nodded and said to Xiaobao: "No problem, I will definitely buy this batch of apples at the highest price." ”

Xiaobao was arranged by Sassoon in the Chinese room of the hotel on the fourth floor. The rooms here are designed in Chinese, Japanese, German, French, British and other national styles to meet the requirements of different tastes.

After dinner in the living room of the room, the red-haired Sikh maid walked in with a plate with a bulging envelope.

Xiaobao picked up the envelope, just pinched it and put it in his pocket. This should be the money Sassoon gave to Xiao Baocha Xiao Mahjong.

Xiaobao lay in bed and thought about whether he should go upstairs to dance and save the money or go out to try his luck with mahjong, and fell asleep unconsciously. 14. Baidu takes a look at the latest chapter of "Little Bandits Break into the World" and reads it for free for the first time.