"Tsk, I have this strange feeling of being a kept man." And you know what, it actually feels pretty good.
Ning Yan raised her hand and lifted his chin. "Good boy, as long as you serve your sister well, I'll take care of you for the rest of your life!"
Qiu Juncheng was attracted by her appearance, and on a whim, he kissed her.
The two barely slept that night, their conversations often veered off-topic, but they would continue talking afterward, and it was almost four in the morning when they finally fell asleep.
The next day, Ning Yan continued to catch up on sleep, while Qiu Juncheng, who had only slept for less than three hours, went to work after breakfast.
As the car pulled up to the bureau, Li Dagang came up to greet him from a distance, saying, "Director, you've arrived."
His eyes kept glancing at Qiu Juncheng, and soon, when he saw a red mark on the director's neck, he understood. The madam had indeed become violent towards the director. Madam is mighty!
Actually, that red mark was accidentally scratched when the two of them were fooling around in the bathroom last night, and it will heal in two days at most.
Qiu Juncheng kicked him: "What are you looking at, you brat?"
Li Dagang took the kick willingly, a fawning smile on his face. "I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything. Director, are you alright last night?"
Qiu Juncheng understood perfectly well that this kid just wanted to see him make a fool of himself!
"Get lost! You think you can watch my jokes?"
Li Dagang became even more certain of his guess, and he dared not ask any more questions. He hurriedly went inside to serve tea, water, and documents to the aggrieved bureau chief.
"By the way, how's the investigation into the assassination of Qiao Zhengyi going?"
Li Dagang actually knew about this. "Last night, Major Oda tortured all those people, and one of them, who couldn't take the pain, actually confessed."
Qiu Juncheng's heart skipped a beat: "Which one?"
"He seemed to be a rickshaw driver, surnamed Cui, and called something like Cui Laoqi."
Qiu Juncheng: ...Luckily, it wasn't someone from Beiping Station.
"What about the rest?"
"They're all locked up." Qiu Juncheng wasn't in a hurry anymore. If they're locked up, so be it. They'll be released sooner or later anyway.
"Okay, find two clever guys to keep an eye on Major Oda. Just find out where he goes all day. Keep them away so he doesn't find out."
Su Sheng has been very busy lately, dealing with the black market. He has to get up very early in the morning and catch up on sleep after returning from the black market, so he usually can't come to work until the afternoon.
But every effort pays off; even with the addition of a security team to the bureau, everyone's lives have become much easier.
Li Dagang came out of the bureau chief's office, called over two security guards, gave them a few instructions, and the two men left in a hurry.
He was then surrounded by people. "I saw it! Our bureau chief's neck was scratched!"
"And judging from his tone, our bureau chief seems a bit afraid of his wife!"
"Ahem, keep your voices down, lest the bureau chief hears!"
"What does our bureau chief's wife actually look like?"
“You’ve hit the nail on the head. With our lady’s looks, if she were to go out, there would be a whole bunch of people staring at her, she’s that beautiful!”
After saying that, Li Dagang added, "I will never dare to invite the bureau chief to the Eight Great Hutongs again."
Although the bureau chief only went to drink and never touched women, it's better to avoid trouble. It's enough to have his wife make such a fuss every time he goes.
But clearly, the listener didn't understand his meaning. "Good heavens, with our lady being so beautiful, why would the bureau chief be so foolish as to go to the Eight Great Hutongs?"
"Who knows what the bureau chief is thinking? If it were me, I would definitely just stick to this one and live a good life."
"You're kidding me! Someone like you is destined to be a bachelor for life!"
"Oh dear, you guys don't know how good it is to be single. You only have to worry about yourself. Otherwise, with my meager monthly income, I wouldn't even have enough money to buy a bottle of sweet potato liquor if I wanted to get married."
The man who spoke was recruited into the security team later. Before, they didn't have any proper jobs and could only do manual labor, sometimes not knowing where their next meal would come from. Now, they can earn seven or eight silver dollars a month, plus a small share of the protection fee. If they don't get married, they really live a good life.
The topic had gone off track, and no one tried to bring it back, but the rumor that Qiu Juncheng was afraid of his wife was known to everyone in the entire Eastern District Police Station.
...
Ning Yan didn't get up until noon, just as Aunt Wang had prepared lunch.
Four dishes and a soup, including fish and meat.
"Aunt Wang, let's eat together, I can't finish it all anyway."
Aunt Wang was unaware that the couple had already revealed their true identities to each other. She was now just a servant, so how could she eat with her employers?
Ning Yan said firmly, "If I ask you to eat with me, then we'll eat together. I don't enjoy eating alone. You have to keep me company, or I'll dock your pay."
Aunt Wang eventually sat down at the table obediently, but she was a little reserved while eating. Ning Yan noticed this but simply pretended not to see it.
After lunch, Ning Yan grabbed her bag and went out.
He went around to the side courtyard, climbed over the wall from the back, went into his room, changed into Ning Yan's clothes, put on makeup, and then climbed out of the courtyard again.
The military police headquarters was very close to her private residence, and she planned to call a rickshaw, but when the rickshaw drivers heard that she was going to the military police headquarters, they all shook their heads vigorously.
"Sir, it's not that we don't want to earn this money, it's just that we dare not go."
Ning Yan: "Not even a single dollar?"
Based on the travel distance, it would take at most three small trips to make a round trip.
The driver said with difficulty, "Well, you have to be able to earn money and live to spend it, right? The Japanese have arrested so many civilians these past few days..."
Ning Yan tossed him two silver dollars and said, "Take me to the alleyway in front of the Military Police Headquarters."
The driver took the money with great delight, "Alright sir, please get in!"
He's struck it rich! Two silver dollars! And he doesn't even need to go to the military police headquarters. After handing over the car today, he'll go to the meat shop to buy some pig's head meat for his child.
"Sir, you're in business, aren't you?"
How did you know?
The driver said, "You look like a businessman, and you must have a good relationship with high-ranking Japanese officials, otherwise who would dare to run to the military police headquarters at this time?"
"You're quite accurate in your judgment."
The driver thought to himself: Damn it, if I had known earlier that it was two silver dollars, I wouldn't have given you a ride, you little Japanese lackey!
Thinking this, the driver was no longer in a hurry, and his pace slowed down. Damn it, a big traitor died yesterday, and today he's picked up a little traitor. He should have asked for two more silver dollars.
"Sir, what kind of business do you run?"
Ning Yan: "Let's do some grain and oil business."
Since her items had no origin, opening a shop was impossible; she could only sell them on the black market. Chen Chun was happy with this, selling only a few here and there on a small scale, but she made at least one transaction with Feng Chun every week.
The driver was quick-witted; these days, you couldn't sell grain and oil without some skill. It seemed the man on the cart had quite a close relationship with the Japanese! (End of Chapter)
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