"Brother, the method is actually very simple, I've already taught you!"
Sun Zhengguo then began to deceive people; this was a plan he had already devised.
Believe it or not? It's up to you.
"Brother-in-law, you're not talking about Tongbei Quan, are you? But I don't know that move at all! You didn't hold back for my older brother, did you?"
Ning Dazhuang spoke with the utmost respect, like a model student.
"No, no, it's because you haven't reached that level yet. When you break through to the Transformation Realm, you will naturally be able to learn this move."
Upon hearing this, Ning Dazhuang was completely deflated. What a joke! I'm not even at the Ming Jin level, how could I possibly break through to the Hua Jin level?
In fact, Sun Zhengguo had a few more things he didn't tell him. To achieve such abilities, one must undergo the baptism of space, possess superior mental strength, and undergo further training.
Otherwise, even if you break through to the Transformation Realm right now, you still wouldn't have this ability.
Seeing that Ning Dazhuang was still somewhat unwilling to give up, Sun Zhengguo could only change the subject and ask about yesterday's events.
"By the way, brother, how's the interrogation going with those people who were arrested yesterday?"
As soon as the topic came up, Ning Dazhuang immediately perked up and began to talk non-stop.
“Xiong Da, Xiong Er, and Zhang Wenyuan all confessed, but they didn’t know much about them. They are all spineless cowards, the kind who do things for money.”
“Miyuki Nakajima and Spade K are all carefully trained agents. They are very stubborn and there has been no progress so far. All we know is that Spade K’s real name is Junichi Watanabe.”
"But don't worry, whether they confess or not is no longer important; they're all doomed in the end."
Sun Zhengguo had actually foreseen the fate of these people.
Especially since they're from Japan, I have absolutely no good feelings towards them. If it weren't for the need to keep them alive, I would have sent them to meet Amaterasu Omikami last night.
Next, the two talked about the spoils.
The amount of supplies seized this time was not small, but it wasn't that much.
Those guns and ammunition are no longer needed by the military; they can only be used by the militia for target practice.
As for the remaining foreign exchange, gold, and money? There is indeed quite a lot.
If given to an individual, it would certainly make them rich overnight, but on the national level, it is insignificant.
After the two finished discussing business, Sun Zhengguo glanced at his watch and realized it was getting late, so he prepared to say goodbye and leave.
"What? Getting ready to go back?" Ning Dazhuang knew what he was up to when he saw his movement!
“Yes! Is there anything else?” Sun Zhengguo asked, looking up.
“I’m fine, but Political Commissar Yang is at the camp today, and he even asked me this morning when you would arrive?”
Alright! Sun Zhengguo understood; this meant he was being asked to take the initiative to pay a visit.
Otherwise, if you run into them again and they bring it up, how embarrassing would that be?
"Alright! Since I'm here, I'll definitely pay a visit."
Seeing that Sun Zhengguo understood what he meant, Ning Dazhuang smiled, stood up, walked to the door, and pointed to the small building across the street.
"Zhengguo, on the second floor of the building across the street, the first room from the left is Political Commissar Yang's office. I won't take you there."
"Understood!" Sun Zhengguo nodded, then walked towards the small building across the street.
After walking a few steps, Sun Zhengguo arrived at the entrance to the staircase of the small building, but there were still sentries standing guard there.
The sentry saw him coming and immediately blocked his way.
"Halt! Who are you looking for?"
"Hello comrade! I'm here to see Political Commissar Yang." Sun Zhengguo immediately stopped and explained his purpose.
"Excuse me, sir, what is your name?"
"My name is Sun Zhengguo."
Upon hearing the name, the sentry immediately stood at attention, saluted, and then said politely.
"Hello, Comrade Sun Zhengguo, Political Commissar Yang has already instructed that if you come here, you don't need to announce your arrival; you can go directly upstairs to find him."
"Okay, thank you!"
After saying that, Sun Zhengguo went up to the second floor and then went to the first office from the left.
The office door was not closed at the time, and Political Commissar Yang was sitting at the desk, looking intently at something, unaware of the person who had come in.
Seeing this, Sun Zhengguo did not rush in, but knocked quietly on the door a few times.
Upon hearing the voice, Political Commissar Yang looked up and then said with a smile.
"Come in! Don't be shy here, make yourself at home. Have a seat."
"Okay! Thank you, Uncle Yang. I came here on business today and thought I'd drop by to see you." Sun Zhengguo greeted him politely as he entered the house.
"You're quite the sly one. I think you're serious about getting things done, but as for judging me? That remains to be seen." With just one sentence, Political Commissar Yang exposed Sun Zhengguo's true colors.
But who is Sun Zhengguo? He owns a mobile warehouse, yet others still manage to catch him out.
With a thought, he put several packets of tea into his briefcase.
“Uncle Yang, you can’t wrong me. I really came to see you with good intentions. Look, I’ve prepared all the gifts.”
After saying that, Sun Zhengguo took out tea leaves from his bag and put them on the table.
Political Commissar Yang hadn't expected that Sun Zhengguo, that guy, was so meticulous in his work that he had thought of all this in advance.
So he picked up the tea leaves on the table, opened a packet, and took a sniff.
"Hmm! Good tea. It seems you came prepared. In that case, I apologize for what I said earlier; I was wrong about you."
After he finished speaking, Political Commissar Yang stretched out his hand, as if he wanted something else.
This action left Sun Zhengguo completely bewildered, and he had no idea what it meant.
"Hey! Since you've made preparations in advance, there must be a share for your Uncle Zhang. He's not in the camp today, so just leave it with me! Otherwise, he'll keep trying to steal my tea every day."
After Political Commissar Yang's reminder, Sun Zhengguo was both amused and exasperated.
Everyone says that the city is full of tricks and I want to go back to the countryside, and that's absolutely true.
See? When you're out doing business, you can easily offend people if you don't even think about the smallest details.
Fortunately, he had a mobile warehouse; otherwise, this whole situation would have been incredibly awkward.
Then Sun Zhengguo took out several packets of tea from his bag and placed them on the table.
"Don't worry, Uncle Yang, it's all prepared!"
Seeing that Sun Zhengguo had indeed come prepared, Political Commissar Yang simply stood up, brewed two cups of tea, and prepared to taste the tea leaves.
"Come on, Zhengguo, have some tea."
"Thank you, Uncle Yang."
Political Commissar Yang nodded, sat down, and quickly took a sip of the new tea.
Sure enough, the tea was just as he had expected, with a mellow taste and an endless aftertaste, much better than what he usually drank.
"By the way, Zhengguo, I've already made arrangements for lunch here. Also, please take those things with you when you go back."
Following the direction pointed out by Political Commissar Yang, Sun Zhengguo looked and exclaimed, "Wow!" There was a box of Moutai on the ground, with two packs of Huazi cigarettes on top.
See? No wonder he became a high-ranking official! He anticipated your prediction long ago, and he won't owe you any favors.
It's like playing chess; while you're still preparing your next move, others have already thought of five or six moves ahead.
How can you possibly win against an opponent like that?
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