Ning Zhiheng said, "When I went to the hospital this morning, I saw that the Japanese military police and garrison troops had already set up checkpoints on the streets and started a city-wide search. Is there anything wrong with you?"

Yi Hua'an nodded and said, "Don't worry! We've been operating that place for a long time. The secret room we built is very well hidden. It was originally intended for us to deal with emergencies. All staff members have identification and household registration, so there are no problems."

Ning Zhiheng was finally relieved. Yi Huaan was reliable, cautious and meticulous in his work. If he said there was no problem, then there wouldn't be any mistakes.

"That's good. Hopefully we can get through this, otherwise the losses will be huge. Tonight we need to send a telegram to headquarters to report the situation and request instructions on the next steps. Duan Tiecheng and Wang Hanmin are incompetent and muddleheaded, causing unnecessary deaths. They must be severely punished. But now it seems it's time for us to take action!"

Ning Zhiheng knew very well that headquarters had no other choice now. The task of destroying the legal tender had to be completed. Ten billion legal tender! The Director would never allow this money to flow into the market. He would stop it at all costs. He believed that the Director would soon instruct him to take action. It seemed that he had to be prepared.

Yi Hua'an never worries about whether the mission is completed, because no mission has ever been difficult enough to stump the person in front of him.

“Oh, right,” Yi Hua’an remembered something, “Just now, a man surnamed Qin came to the company looking for Hirao. He said he was Mayor Su’s cousin. Mayor Su had arranged to discuss a business deal with you. I had him wait in the lounge for a while. What do you think…”

Su Yue's cousin! Ning Zhiheng suddenly remembered his conversation with Su Yue yesterday, which was about the drug quota.

He had agreed at the time and even arranged for Hirao Daichi to handle it, but now that Hirao Daichi has been shot and hospitalized, his work can only be temporarily handed over to Yi Huaan.

Ning Zhiheng nodded and said, "Yes, that's right. Su Yue talked to me yesterday, and I agreed to give him a share of the medicine. This person should be his manager. You are now in charge of Hirao's work. You can talk to him directly. From now on, they will all get their goods from us. You can give him more depending on the situation. Su Yue is the mayor after all, and we may need him in the future."

"Yes, I'll go and greet them right away!" Yi Hua'an nodded in agreement and left.

In the lounge, Qin Lechi saw Yi Huaan enter and quickly stood up, smiling as he said, "I wonder if Chairman Fujiwara has any free time so I can ask him for advice in person."

Yi Hua'an smiled slightly, scrutinized Qin Lechi with his gaze, and said, "Mr. Qin, the chairman just returned from the hospital and is indeed quite tired. He has instructed me to handle the matter of the medicine. Please come to my office to discuss it in detail."

After saying that, he made a gesture of invitation.

"Akagi-kun, thank you for your trouble, thank you for your trouble!" Qin Lechi replied happily.

He had been worried about the medicine and rushed to Fujiwara Company early this morning, but unexpectedly, the manager, Hirao Daichi, was injured and hospitalized. This batch of medicine was very important to him, so he had no choice but to ask to see the chairman, Fujiwara Tomohito, and has been waiting until now.

When the two arrived at the office, Qin Lechi couldn't help but ask, "I wonder how Manager Hirao's injuries are? What exactly happened? When I came here early this morning, there were checkpoints everywhere, and it took me a long time to get here."

Yi Huaan said calmly, "It's nothing serious, but some Chinese are carrying out assassinations. Hirao-kun suffered minor injuries, and I'll be taking over his work for the time being. Mr. Qin, if you need any goods during this period, you can contact me directly."

Qin Lechi hurriedly nodded and said, "Then please take good care of me, Akagi-kun!"

Things went smoothly from there. With the chairman's instructions, Yi Hua'an gave Qin Lechi a considerable share at a fair price. This single transaction earned Qin Lechi a lot of money, and even after he left the Fujiwara Company, he made a huge profit with each transaction.

“Mr. Qin, I must remind you that the medicines you get from me can only be distributed within Shanghai city limits. You must never transport them out of Shanghai, especially to the southern and central Jiangsu regions, where Chinese troops are stationed. If anything goes wrong, you will be held responsible, and even the mayor of Jiangsu will be implicated!” Yi Hua’an said earnestly, his eyes fixed on Qin Lechi.

"Of course, we're just a small business, why would we take such a risk! Please rest assured, Akagi-kun." Qin Lechi understood what the other party meant and nodded repeatedly in agreement.

After the two completed the formalities, Qin Lechi hurriedly left. There were many checkpoints on the way, but since his identity was not in question, the search personnel quickly let him pass, which still took a lot of time.

He drove back to Lehe Trading Company, a company registered in his name but actually handling all of Su Yue's business.

He returned to his office, pondered for a moment, then walked out of the company and came to a teahouse not far away. It was ten o'clock in the morning, the busiest time for a teahouse, but business was very slow today. He guessed it was because of the citywide search in Shanghai, and tea drinkers dared not go out for entertainment.

The huge teahouse had only about a dozen people, mostly regulars from the neighborhood, chatting idly.

Upon seeing Qin Lechi enter, everyone, being tea enthusiasts, waved and exchanged pleasantries.

Qin Lechi found a relatively secluded seat, ordered a pot of tea and some desserts, and took out a newspaper to leisurely read.

A moment later, a man in his early forties, wearing a worn-out long gown, emerged from behind. His beard was not neatly trimmed, and his eyes looked tired, giving him a sense of vicissitude.

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