"He loves money!" Wan Yuanzhi scolded softly. "Who in this world doesn't love money? Even Team Leader Ning needs to eat and wear clothes. He can't become a monk! I heard that he likes pounds and dollars the most. As long as we cater to his preferences, I believe this hurdle won't be too difficult to overcome!"
"Understood!" Yuan Sibo finally felt relieved and nodded thoughtfully.
The convoy arrived at Baiweizhai, a famous restaurant in Hangzhou. Everyone got out of the car and went inside. Sure enough, they were all officers from the Hangzhou Military Intelligence Station. Ning Zhiheng was relieved.
Although I originally intended to keep a low profile upon returning, and would feel at ease after seeing my family off on the ship, I did not expect that Liu Tongfang and others, fearing that I might be slighted, would make things a bit too ostentatious, which would go against my original intention.
At the banquet that evening, Ning Zhiheng reiterated that his return to Hangzhou was only for some personal matters, and that he would return to the Nanjing headquarters as soon as he finished. He asked everyone not to overthink it and to keep the news of his return to Hangzhou strictly confidential. Everyone naturally agreed.
In the military intelligence station in Hangzhou, only the station chief, Liu Tongfang, received orders from the division chief to know that Ning Zhiheng's return to his hometown was also on a mission to assassinate Kawamoto Kuraji, and that his own task was to fully cooperate with him.
Although the others had their suspicions, they were secretly relieved to hear Ning Zhiheng say that. As long as Team Leader Ning wasn't there to cause them trouble, that would be the best outcome. The lavish welcome banquet ended in a joyful atmosphere.
After dinner, Ning Zhiheng got up to say goodbye. It was already late, and he had been busy entertaining people from the Hangzhou Military Intelligence Station since getting off the train, so he hadn't returned home yet.
The officers watched Ning Zhiheng and his group get into the car before dispersing. Action team leader Quan Yulong followed behind Liu Tongfang and asked in a low voice, "Station Chief, this Team Leader Ning looks young, but he speaks very tactfully and is very experienced. He doesn't seem like someone who can be easily dealt with. Is there anything else we need to do?"
Liu Tongfang smiled casually and said, "This person has some connection with us, after all, the section chief has a favor to rely on. We should be able to get through this time, but we can't skip the tasks that need to be done."
At this point, he turned to Lu Jingyi, the head of the general affairs department, and said, "It's time to put our savings, accumulated over the years, to the test. Money is just an external thing; we should give it up when necessary. Otherwise, when someone holds a knife to our throats, even if we want to give it up, they might not want it!"
Lu Jingyi, the head of the general affairs department, quickly nodded in agreement and said, "There are quite a few good things in the small storeroom that we haven't sold yet. We just don't know what Team Leader Ning likes."
Over the years, Liu Tongfang has been a local tyrant in Hangzhou, a bustling coastal metropolis. He controls the personnel and finances of the Hangzhou Military Intelligence Station, and he extorts and blackmails the wealthy merchants throughout the city. Who dares not respect him? He has amassed a fortune and is naturally very wealthy and powerful.
He waved his hand and said directly, "Send a little of everything. See what Team Leader Ning likes and send more of it. Send this devil back to Nanjing as soon as possible so everyone can rest assured. Otherwise, we won't dare to close our eyes when we sleep!"
The three of them discussed and made a decision, then hurriedly went back to begin preparations.
Ning Zhiheng and his entourage drove five brand-new black sedans all the way to the Ning family compound in the south of the city.
It was already past eight o'clock at night, and the vehicle quickly arrived at the entrance of the Ning family compound in the darkness.
Ning Zhiheng got out of the car and came to the gate. Looking at the familiar door, he couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. This was the place where he grew up. As the saying goes, "the closer you get to home, the more nervous you feel." His family, whom he missed the most in the world, lived here. In a few days, the whole family would be moving. He didn't know when he would be able to come back, or if he would ever be able to come back again!
The city of Hangzhou fell at the end of this year, and the entire city was engulfed in war. It was almost completely destroyed and reduced to ruins. The Japanese army burned, killed, and looted here, committing endless atrocities. Of the original 500,000 people, less than 100,000 remained. The tragedy was no less than that of the Nanjing Massacre. I'm afraid that the grand mansion that my father built with his own hands will also be difficult to preserve and that I will never see it again!
He took a deep breath, calmed his chaotic emotions, and gently knocked on the door.
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