After Xiaobao and Ulyanova walked up to the pier, the two people waiting on the pier hurriedly came over to greet them. Xiaobao had been to Shanghai not long ago with Shangang Daowu and Daxi Yanyi, and these two people had seen Xiaobao in secret.

"I'm Nobunaga Matsumoto from the Intelligence Department of the Kwantung Army stationed in Shanghai, and this is Second Lieutenant Yuo Watanabe." The leader introduced himself and took out his ID and handed it to Xiaobao.

Xiaobao took the documents, pretended to look at them, and handed them to Ulyanova. Ulyanova looked carefully and nodded slightly to Xiaobao.

"Where is Mikhailov now?" Xiaobao asked.

"He was in Shanghai yesterday. I am now staying at the Tulip Hotel in the French Concession. So far, there has been no movement. Our people keep an eye on him. Matsumoto Nobunaga said.

"After the telegram from the Intelligence Headquarters arrived, we borrowed an American Ford sedan from a wealthy businessman in Shanghai. I'll be your driver during this time. This will make it easier to perform the task. Matsumoto Nobunaga said, pointing to the car in the distance.

Xiaobao nodded. With Matsumoto Nobunaga and Watanabe Yu, they got into the car.

"Now is it time to go to the Tulip Hotel to stay with Mikhailov or find another place?" Matsumoto Nobunaga asked Xiaobao as he started the car.

"Go to Sassoon House. Staying directly at the Tulip Hotel had the potential to arouse his suspicions. I am confident that I will lead Mikhailov to the Sassoon Building. Xiaobao replied.

"I would like to know what fancy entertainment is near the Tulip Hotel and let me know tomorrow morning. In addition, there are not enough people in our intelligence department, and there are so many people in Shanghai. We also have to find a few people, sometimes it's more appropriate to put them in the field. Xiaobao instructed.

"Okay, I'll get you the news tomorrow morning." Matsumoto Nobunaga nodded in agreement.

The car went straight to the Sassoon Building in the Public Concession.

The Ford sedan arrived at the Sassoon Building, and Xiaobao and Ulyanova got off. Nobunaga Matsumoto drove the car to assign a new mission.

"Look!" Ulyanova exclaimed in surprise. She pointed to the tall poster wall next to the Sassoon Building.

"What is this?" Xiaobao stared at the two foreigners who were hugging each other tightly on the poster and asked.

"La Traviata! This evening in the cabaret on the eighth floor of the Sassoon Building, there will be a French cabaret performance. Ulyanova said with excitement on her face. It was as if her seasickness was a hundred years ago.

"What the hell is this? You rich people like useless things when they are full. Xiaobao said disdainfully.

"It's fine art, do you understand? Of course, people like you, who are content with only their eyes on money and eating big fat meat, will not understand these things. "Ulyanova looked at Xiaobao like an inferior animal.

"Okay, you go to Elegance tonight, I'm going to get a good night's sleep." Xiaobao was indifferent to Ulyanova's contempt.

Xiaobao booked a Chinese-style suite at the service desk. Then take Ulyanova upstairs.

Sassoon Building has only three floors as a hotel. The other floors have bars, dance halls and nightclubs. There are also several large companies based in it.

The waiter wrapped in a red scarf took Xiaobao and Ulliano to the door of the Chinese-style suite on the fourth floor.

Shanghainese call Indians red-headed Ah San. In fact, most of the Indians brought to Shanghai by the British were Sikhs. They all wrapped their heads in red scarves. Not with the Hindus.

When Ulyanova entered the room, she was shocked by the luxury of the room. Her father was dead when she was born. Her mother fled with her like a lost dog to northeastern China. She grew up hearing about the former wealth and luxury of her family, so her heart was filled with hatred for the Bolsheviks who had taken her all this. But in reality, she didn't live a day of luxury.

"What do you want to eat, hurry up. I'll have someone deliver it in a moment. Whatever you want to eat is here. For example, green onion dipping sauce, tofu brain socket, they can all conjure it up for you. Xiaobao said with a grin.

At this time, the red-headed Ah San walked in again with a tray in his hand. Inside the tray was a letter.

It's not the first time Xiaobao has seen this kind of scene. The last time they came, they received such a letter.

"You can help me see what's written on this." Xiaobao handed the letter to Ulyanova.

Ulyanova opened the letter curiously and quickly read it.

"It says Mr. Sassoon wants to see you now." Ulyanova said calmly. In fact, she didn't know who Sassoon was.

"Looks like I'm going to go up first. Tell your own food. After Xiaobao finished speaking, he followed Indian Ah San out of the room.

The elevator opened on the top floor, and Xiaobao followed the waiter to Mr. Sassoon's room.

"Friend, we meet again. The last time we met was on the way to see off Rabbi Julius. Mr. Sassoon said enthusiastically to Xiaobao as soon as they met.

Sassoon Sr. relied on the opium business to build a vast commercial empire in India. He sent his sons around the world to expand his territory. Standing in front of Xiaobao is the eldest son of old Sassoon.

"Hello. I'm a toil. It's not like it's coming to Shanghai again. Xiaobao said and sat down on the sofa opposite Sassoon.

"I have received a letter from Schidelsky, knowing that you are now going to get your hands on the grain of Manchukuo. It's a big deal. Sassoon said bluntly.

Schidersky is now a caged bird in the intelligence department of the Kwantung Army. Every letter he sent was scrutinized by the Ministry of Intelligence. What Sassoon could see was what the Kwantung Army Intelligence Department wanted him to see.

"yes. These are times of war, and for many people gold, silver and jewellery are not as good as a real bag of food. Xiaobao said with a smile.

"Gold, silver and jewelry are worth a lot in the peaceful and prosperous times, and now everyone needs food." Sassoon nodded in agreement with Xiaobao.

Merchants are vine plants. You need to climb a tree to grow. If the old tree falls, find a new taller tree and continue to climb it.

Now Sassoon wants to climb the big tree of the Japanese. Especially the Kwantung Army, a big tree that controls the entire Northeast grain.

"Mr. Schidelski was very supportive. Now a warehouse capable of carrying millions of catties of grain is about to be built. The purchase of grain is also about to begin. Now we're looking for a way to get the food out. But it's not a big problem. Xiaobao said.

Sassoon listened carefully to what Xiaobao said. He has a headache right now. Businessmen like it the most, whether it's money or people, getting there unimpeded. But now China is divided, and the western part of China, southern China, northern China, and northeast China are not connected. How can you do business like this!

Now, of course, it would be a good thing if there was a road connecting the Northeast with South China.

Sassoon looked at the shadow behind Xiaobao, and that shadow represented the powerful Kwantung Army Intelligence Department.