Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

Chapter 911 Are you talking about Miyamoto?

Chen Junyan quickly ran around to arrange the transfer of the deposit, and even went to Tianjin secretly twice to meet with people from the Bank of China to confirm the details of the cooperation.

Lu Chenghua also became suspicious of his strange whereabouts.

The main thing that made Lu Chenghua a little worried was the fanaticism that Chen Junyan showed from time to time. Lu Chenghua was still actively approaching Dean Wang, and when considering things, he mostly stood on Dean Wang's side. He always felt that Chen Junyan's sneaky actions would ruin Dean Wang's big plans?

On the one hand, Lu Chenghua secretly sent a telegram to Nanjing to report Chen Junyan's unusual situation. On the other hand, Lu Chenghua also seized the opportunity to tactfully say to Chen Junyan: "Deputy Minister, I see that you have been quite busy these days. You are truly a role model for our generation. However, the situation in North China is very different from that in Nanjing. If you want to take any action, you should be cautious."

Chen Junyan got angry when he heard this.

Damn it, do you know how big a thing I have accomplished quietly?

Once we issue national bonds in Nanjing, we will not only be able to obtain a large amount of funds, we can pay salaries as needed, buy arms as needed, and honor the Japanese as needed, but even our own wallets will be able to be filled with money!

You spend the whole day doing nothing in the Six Nations Hotel, either eating Western food or dancing with dancers. Do you still have the qualifications to teach me a lesson?

At that moment, Chen Junyan gave Lu Chenghua a lesson without giving him any face.

Coincidentally, a telegram from Jinling also arrived, and Dean Wang reprimanded Lu Chenghua mercilessly, asking him not to make false reports and to actively cooperate with his superiors.

Lu Chenghua felt extremely aggrieved and no longer cared about Chen Junyan's affairs. He just ate and drank all the time. When he drank too much, he would play with the dancers. Anyway, he didn't spend his own money.

Chen Junyan was very efficient in making money. After running around for several days, he finally got the job done. A sum of two million US dollars was transferred to a special account of the Bank of Japan. This money would be transferred to Miyamoto's special account in the Peking United Savings Bank under the supervision of the Bank of Japan.

After this matter is done, the rest will be handled by Miyamoto. Miyamoto patted his chest and assured Chen Junyan that he would start working with the high-level Japanese officials. Within ten days, they would definitely give orders to cooperate with you to issue bonds.

Chen Junyan felt relieved. Miyamoto-kun was a well-known tycoon, so how could he speak nonsense?

He must be a gentleman who keeps his word.

After finishing the important work, it was time to relax. Chen Junyan also spent two nights in the dance hall of the Six Nations Hotel, but was greatly disappointed.

Whether in terms of the quality of personnel or the quality of service, this place cannot be compared with a restaurant. The dance hall of the Six Nations Hotel looks luxurious, but it is just the old routine. You pay to dance, then hook up with the dancer, and if you like her and pay the money, you take her away.

But the restaurant is different. Whether it is well-behaved or wild, whether it is a classroom, a train or a hot spring, the scenes are all available.

The key is that their service staff acted very well and were immersed in the role.

The Sakura girl that Chen Junyan likes is very similar to a girl next door that he once had a crush on. Her youthfulness, simplicity and innocence make him unable to stop.

Just when Chen Junyan was feeling bored, Sakura Girl actually called him from Tianjin!

"Mr. Chen, I'm in Peking. I miss you so much. Do you have time to meet me?"

Chen Junyan was overjoyed, but then became a little wary. "Ah, of course it's good to meet. Did you come here specially?"

"Of course I wanted to come here just for you, but the restaurant's management is very strict and we can't just go out casually. This time, I just happened to have an opportunity. The Peking Restaurant was short of a few waiters, so I came here temporarily to help."

"There are restaurants in Peking?"

"Mr. Chen, the restaurant was actually first opened in Peking, and later a branch was opened in Tianjin. The Peking restaurant is more private and not open to the public. However, with Mr. Chen's status, I think it should be no problem at all. Do you need me to make a reservation for you?"

Chen Junyan only felt that his aging body was about to move.

This feeling of surging energy is so precious!

"I'll go there in the evening... No, I'll go there in the afternoon!"

Thinking of the gentle and lovely Sakura girl, Chen Junyan couldn't wait.

"Ha, Mr. Chen is staying at the Six Nations Hotel, right? We will send a car to pick you up when the time comes."

That afternoon, Chen Junyan was picked up by an ordinary Ford car.

When getting on the car, Chen Junyan was somewhat disdainful. This Peking restaurant boasted so much, but it only used this car to pick up customers?

For a place frequented by upper-class people like this, the facade work needs to be done well. Not to mention using a Cadillac, at least a Lincoln should be used!

However, it is still very considerate to have a bodyguard following in the car. For big shots like them, safety is what they care about most.

Just as he was thinking this, the bodyguard in the passenger seat suddenly turned his head and smiled, then stretched out a pair of big hands towards him, one of which was holding a white towel.

Afterwards, Chen Junyan’s eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Junyan woke up again. His hands and feet were tied up and the car was still moving.

The man didn't know what medicine he was given, but he just felt sore and weak all over.

"You...you must be mistaken..."

No one ignored him.

Chen Junyan looked out the window. It was already dark. Where the hell were they driving to?

When the car drove into the Tianjin Military Police Headquarters, Chen Junyan's face changed drastically.

What does it mean! ?

The car drove straight into the headquarters and went around to the interrogation room behind the office building. Then two people opened the car door, roughly dragged Chen Junyan out, dragged him into the interrogation room, and pinned him to a chair.

Then a man came in and yawned, "Why have we been open for so long? It's time to take a break."

Chen Junyan took a look and wondered, isn't this Lin Ze!?

"Deputy Minister Chen, how are you? How are you doing in Peking these days?"

Chen Junyan temporarily regained his composure. "Commander Lin, what do you mean by this? If I have offended you in any way, Commander Lin, just tell me directly. I owe you an apology, and I owe you money. I am, after all, the deputy director of a department. Even with the Japanese high-ranking officials, I have some face. If things get out of hand, it will be embarrassing for everyone."

Even at this time, you are still pretending to be cool!

"Japanese high-ranking officials? You're not talking about Miyamoto, are you?"

Chen Junyan's expression froze.

He instinctively began to feel that something was wrong, as if there was a huge vortex that was swallowing him up, but how these things happened and how he was buried in it were always vague and he couldn't figure it out.

"Deputy Minister Chen, traitor Chen, your two million dollars will be put to good use."