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

Chapter 244: The Four-Man Group

As soon as he got to work the next day, Lin Ze received a call from Gao Shengping.

I thought Lao Gao was going to talk to him about how to bring down Xu Qiao, but Lao Gao just sighed and said, "Alas! Shengmin, well, the black market has to be shut down for a few days. I've already asked someone to clean it up. I'll tell you."

Lin Ze was surprised and said, "Director, we have been doing well, why do you want to stop it? It costs a lot of money a day!"

Lin Ze could only get a small portion of the black market commission. The bulk of the money went to the Japanese officers, from Naoto Matsuzaki to Ransuke Kitahara. Then Gao Shengping took a portion, Miyamoto took a portion, and Lin Ze took a portion. The rest was the necessary expenses to maintain operations.

Even so, this black market at Dongqianggen has contributed several thousand dollars to Lin Ze.

Its profitability is comparable to that of several top shops in Peking.

Upon hearing this, Gao Shengping felt like his heart was bleeding!

That’s money!

The bright and fragrant money!

"Oh, don't mention it. This time, the headquarters sent an inspector to investigate the reselling of supplies. I heard that they are poor after all, and the war has not made any significant breakthroughs. They are all anxious. The key is that Saito is also daring to sell things like sugar. I don't know how Colonel Matsuzaki found out. He is scared and asked us to stop for a while, at least until the inspector leaves."

Well, the Japanese's logistical support is a big problem. At the beginning, supplies were still sufficient, but with the failure of the quick victory strategy and the continued stalemate on the battlefields in various places, their logistical pressure became more and more obvious.

What was much to their surprise was that even if they took over many places, not only could they not provide effective supplies, but they had to devote a large amount of manpower and energy to maintain local order.

Take Shanxi for example. Now there are guerrilla fighters everywhere, mobilizing local people to resist tax collection every day, making it impossible for the Japanese to collect grain and cotton. Even if they go down to raid every day, it is of no avail.

Especially since the Jinpu Line has not yet been opened, and there are still several battles to come, the amount of supplies that will be consumed will be an astronomical figure.

In fact, we can see something from the clothing factory built by Miyamoto. When the Fifth Division was about to march south, it actually asked Miyamoto's factory to produce the corresponding clothing. It can be seen that the Japanese had suffered from serious indigestion after swallowing up Shanxi and North China. The overly long front line caused serious pressure on their later capabilities.

If it was at the beginning, reselling some supplies would not be a big deal, but it is different now, especially since everyone is saying that Lord Terauchi Juichi is about to leave office. No matter who takes over, no one wants to take over a mess.

Therefore, driven by various factors, the headquarters decided to send people to investigate the problem of reselling materials.

"Okay, I get it, Director. You don't have to worry too much. There's nothing we can do about it. No matter how high Colonel Matsuzaki's rank is, there are still people above him. But I think this is just a formality. Once the people above leave, we can sell it as usual."

"Well, I hope so. Don't let anything go wrong by then. If Saito is in danger, we will be in trouble too."

Lin Ze smiled and said, "No, there is someone taller to hold up the sky if it falls."

Saito is a little crazy, but he is not mentally retarded. Lin Ze would definitely not believe that he would dare to make something like sugar and sell it without support.

Even if he dares, he doesn't have the ability.

I don't know how many people in the North China Front Army were involved in this matter. The fact that they were able to produce something like sulfonamide is a clear indication of this.

"By the way, Shengmin, you should ask your driver to come and get the gas coupons. Damn it, the gas supply is going to be rationed too. You can't drive around randomly anymore."

Lin Ze's car is registered in the name of the training school. Once the oil products start to be supplied in fixed quantities, the training school, a department without real power, will definitely get very little.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Ze called Niu Saner from the outer room and said, "Go to the training school and find the general affairs officer to get the oil coupons. By the way, tell Wang Xiaoshou and the others to invite Xie Quaner and Zhuzi. Let's go to a restaurant for lunch. We don't know if we will have anything to eat in a while."

Regardless of time, both in ancient and modern times, in China and abroad, if we are to face inspections, we must act seriously.

These big restaurants are packed with customers every day. Where do their ingredients come from?

Some ordinary food is still acceptable, but those made with refined rice and flour, those sugar-coated chicken, duck, fish and meat, and those drinks from a boiler are obviously problematic.

It is estimated that during the inspectors' stay, almost all of these restaurants will be closed without exception.

Niu Saner went there quickly, and when it was almost noon, he came back to pick up Lin Ze.

"Master, can we have a meeting at Quanjude? I'll let them go first."

Lin Ze nodded, "Okay, let's walk too. You can eat as much as you want at noon. As long as you don't vomit, you can eat as much as you can."

I don't know if the space has a fresh-keeping function, so why not get ten or eight ducks to experiment with it.

When we arrived at Quanjude, Wang Xiaoshou and his friends had already arrived and were waiting downstairs.

As soon as he saw Lin Ze, Wang Xiaoshou bowed and kowtowed. Xie Quaner saluted him, but it could be seen that he was also very happy to have dinner with the director, after all, they hadn't seen each other for some time.

Erzhuzi smiled foolishly and kept saying, "Sir, I lost! I ate nine steamed breads this morning!"

Wang Xiao patted him angrily and said, "Eat, eat, eat. Even if you eat ninety steamed breads, two ducks later won't be enough for you!"

Quanjude's business is unusually good today. Not only Quanjude, but all the well-known big restaurants are full. It seems that the news has spread and everyone is rushing to eat.

However, even if the restaurant was full, Quanjude would not dare to ignore Director Lin's face. After all, not giving face to Director Lin would be not giving face to Director Gao, and at the same time not giving face to the Military Police Headquarters.

The shopkeeper refused to seat the board of directors and reserved the private room for Lin Ze.

After going upstairs, he asked for four ducks without saying anything, and then told the head chef, "When I leave, I will take ten ducks with me. Please arrange for them in the kitchen, and don't delay."

The head of the hall opened his mouth wide, huh?

After realizing what was going on, he quickly wrote it down, "I'll serve you six plates and two bowls of fried food, plus four cold dishes. You guys can drink. This wine..."

"Chrysanthemum white."

"Okay!" The waiter went down quickly. Since the customer was in a hurry, he didn't announce the names of the dishes. Even if he didn't, he knew that Master Lin would definitely give him a reward, as Master Lin was a generous man.

"Tell all the brothers to buy food if they need it, otherwise they won't even have mixed noodles to eat."

Wang Xiaoshou frowned, "When will this day end?"