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Dai Li was so angry that smoke was coming out of his nose, but he couldn't do anything about it, so he could only bury everything in his heart for the time being.

The invisibility of emotions and anger is one of Dai Li's special methods to later become the agent king.This ninja tactic is also the strategy he learned from Zeng Wenzheng.

Of course, when you can't stand out, you must endure it. Once you have the chance to stand out, attacking viciously is another means of his.

At any rate, Lu Ming will leave Fuxing Society next year, and then he will rectify the Shanghai station, at least take back all the power of the Shanghai station into his own hands.

Dai Li didn't expect Weng Bailing to be an idiot, how could such a person be Lu Ming's opponent?The qualifications to carry bags are not enough.

"Well, since you don't know it's fine, it's not your fault." Dai Li rubbed his nose and pretended to bypass the topic.

Dai Li suddenly felt his nose itchy, wanted to sneeze but couldn't, the nasal cavity was blocked, so he had to look up to the sky.

Weng Bailing didn't know what he was trying to do, and he didn't dare to ask. He could only watch curiously, and couldn't help but raise his head slightly.

In fact, he was not familiar with Dai Li, and had only had a few contacts since Dai Li took charge of the Fuxing Society.

Dai Li's real confidants are not the station masters of these sub-stations, but the members of the ten-member team he started in Jiming Lane, Nanjing, and those people are the die-hard Dai Jiajun.

After a while, Dai Li finally sneezed and rubbed his nose again, feeling much more comfortable.

He took out a handkerchief and wiped his nose, then said: "Station Master Weng, you have been in Shanghai for three years, tell me about any business in Shanghai that can make a lot of money?"

"Business? Chief Dai wants to do business in Shanghai?" Weng Bailing suddenly realized.

"Confused, what kind of business do I do? I want to do business for our Fuxing Society and raise funds. If we have money ourselves, do we still need to rely on others?" Dai Li said disdainfully.

Dai Li was really driven crazy by money. This time when Lu Ming stopped funding, he deeply realized that power alone is not enough, money is also needed.

He is a person who yearns for power infinitely, and has no greedy desire for money, but without money, power is just an empty shell, a kind of illusion.

Dai Li finally understood why the commissioner sent someone to monitor the Sheng family's property, and he was not at ease. He needed the financial support of the Sheng family, but at the same time he had to guard against the Sheng family's ulterior motives.

There are many dignitaries in the Kuomintang party, government and military who do business, and they can be described as diverse and unique, and there are no restrictions on this aspect.

Dai Li originally only wanted to do intelligence work. He knew that the principal attached great importance to intelligence work. This was a shortcut for a quick promotion.

As for doing business to make money, Dai Li didn't think much of it at all, thinking it was a short-sighted behavior, but he didn't see it that way now, it was true that a penny drove a hero to death.

You must earn money, and you must earn a lot of money. Once you have money, you will no longer be restricted by anyone. This idea was also stimulated by Lu Ming.

"Shanghai has too many avenues to make a fortune. I don't know what kind of business the officer wants to do?" Weng Bailing asked.

"Of course it is a business that can make a lot of money. It can earn at least 100 million yuan a year." Dai Li raised his index finger and said.

Although Dai Li has a lot of contacts in Shanghai and has good connections with people from all walks of life, he had no idea of ​​doing business before, so he didn't know about the situation in this regard.

"It's very difficult to get into a business of 100 million yuan a year. The way to make such a fortune has long been preempted by those bigwigs." Weng Bailing said with a wry smile.

If Dai Li just wanted to make some money personally, it would be easy to do in Shanghai, but it is almost impossible to say that there is a way to make a fortune of 80 yuan a year, and it is an empty-handed wolf.

"Think about it, is there any business that we can do that others can't?" Dai Li said.

"Mr. Dai, you also know that some people in Shanghai are lawless. There is almost no business that they dare not do." Weng Bailing shook his head and smiled wryly.

"Then tell me, what are the most profitable businesses in Shanghai?" Dai Li said impatiently.

"Of course it's arms smuggling and smoke and soil. Only these two industries are huge profits. But smoke and soil is monopolized by the Qinghong Gang, and arms smuggling is the business of the Cao Gang, and no one dares to touch it." Weng Bailing also has some understanding of these two industries.

"It's fine to smuggle arms. It's hard to find a buyer, and it's easy to cause trouble. You can try the tobacco business, and it seems that the profit of the casino is not thin." Dai Li thought for a while.

"The casino is actually tied to Yantu, and there are brothels. These are all the territory of the Qinghong Gang..." Although Weng Bailing is the station manager of the Fuxing Society's Shanghai station, he dare not easily provoke the Qinghong Gang.

"What's wrong with the Qinghong Gang? They've earned enough money over the years, and they should share some meat with us. I'm here to talk to them." Dai Li said coldly.

Dai Li felt that he didn't ask for much, and that an annual payment of 200 million yuan would basically cover the expenses of the Fuxing Society.

The Qinghong Gang should be able to give him this face, and of course he will give convenience in other ways in exchange.

As for not smuggling arms, of course it is not because of the fear of the Cao Gang, but because it is really inconvenient to find a buyer. If the buyer turns around and sells the arms to the communist army, the loss outweighs the gain.

Dai Li knew very well that the biggest buyers of arms were the armed forces of the Communist Party. No matter how courageous he was, he would not dare to sell weapons to the armed forces of the Communist Party in private.

"It would be the best if the big brothers of the Qinghong Gang are willing to give you their profits." Weng Bailing smiled.

Weng Bailing felt the same as Dai Li, who was almost driven crazy by money these days.

Now he doesn't dare to check the working situation of each department, as long as he goes to the departments below, everyone will chase him and ask him when he will pay his salary, crying and crying that he can't live.

While talking, it was time for dinner, and Weng Bailing wanted to invite Dai Li out for dinner.

Although he didn't have much savings, he still had money for a meal. Dai Li smiled wryly and said that he would not burden him any more, and just eat whatever he wanted.

When Dai Li came to Shanghai in person, of course no one would invite him to dinner. Even if he stayed for three or two months, there would be countless people to invite him to dinner.But he was in a bad mood today, and he didn't want to see anyone.

Weng Bailing had no choice but to go to the cafeteria to see if there was anything that could be eaten casually.

After looking around, I only found some canned beef and fruit, a few bottles of wine, and food such as bread and biscuits, but no fresh meat or vegetables.

Weng Bailing asked the adjutant to take the food to his office, and said with a wry smile: "Sir, the chefs in the cafeteria are on strike, so I have to treat you to eat these."

Dai Li saw a variety of canned food and expensive foreign wine, he laughed and said: "This is your hard life? Do you know? When I was doing intelligence, I ate big cakes and pickles every day in a small alley. Even now, the headquarters does not have the luxury of yours."

Dai Li picked up a bottle of foreign wine and looked at it carefully, then said with a smile, "This bottle of wine is probably worth the price of a meal."

Weng Bailing nodded again and again, and couldn't help but feel ashamed. After all, they were all too delicate for Lu Ming to raise.

Of course, the conditions of the Shanghai station are not comparable to the headquarters, and the other sub-stations are even more incomparable. Deng Wenyi and He Zhonghan who have visited here have also expressed their dissatisfaction.

However, they never spend a penny from the headquarters, and they are tough, so the chief's criticisms are naturally ignored.

"If all our cadres and staff can eat canned American beef, drink foreign wine, and have bread and biscuits to satisfy their hunger every day, it will be a life in heaven." Dai Li couldn't help feeling.

Dai Li once heard that the situation in Shanghai Railway Station was special, not only the office conditions were luxurious, but also the food and beverages were also very particular. He still didn't believe it. Now that he saw it with his own eyes, it was really so.

This is still in a difficult situation. Under normal circumstances, it is estimated that every day is similar to eating a feast.

Dai Li felt a little bit emotional, but more of it was a kind of nameless anger. After spending so much money, providing such exquisite food, and raising so many people, there was no achievement at all!

Is Fuxingshe Shanghai Station a professional pig farm?Pigs can provide delicious meat after all, they can't provide anything.

Don't say anything today, let's leave everything to be dealt with next year.

Anger is anger, you have to eat what you should eat, and eat more, so you can't treat yourself badly.

Dai Li took a spoon and began to eat canned beef, drank whiskey, and ate bread with his hands.

Weng Bailing felt uneasy, but he could only sit down and eat and drink with Dai Li, but whether it was delicious wine or canned beef, it all became extremely bitter in his mouth.