Spy game? Stop guessing, I really am an undercover agent!

Chapter 37 Racecourse Club
For several days in a row, Lin Xueyi was filled with anxiety.

They had offended Zhang Xiaolin, a notoriously savage man who was known for murder and arson.

It was this batch of weapons in the warehouse that gave him a sliver of confidence.

Strangely, after they robbed the Xinkaihe Wharf for several days, Mr. Zhang, who had been running rampant in Shanghai, did not react at all.

He seemed to have forgotten that Xinkaihe was his dock.

Could it be that the revenue from this dock is too small, and the other party doesn't care about it?
Various speculations kept flashing through his mind, but no matter what, he couldn't believe that Boss Zhang's inaction was related to Chen Yang.

March 19th, 1938 (the second day of the second lunar month), is the day the dragon raises its head.

This is an important festival after the start of the new year in China.

The Shanghai Racecourse is also hosting its most important race, as three top-bred warhorses, purchased from Britain by British businessman Wilson at great expense, will make their debut in Shanghai.

The financial section of the newspaper had already published this news, and well-known commentators had also published various comments on it.

They're all just bragging about those three BMWs.

Shanghai residents, encouraged by them, also bought many single-win tickets, and these three horses will definitely be the favorites to win the championship today.

However, some people still hold onto a glimmer of hope, wondering if a dark horse might emerge from among the popular contenders and defeat the competition.
While the horse race was important, there was something even more important: the first banquet of the Nanjing Reformed Government.

The VIP room is on the second floor of the Racecourse Chamber of Commerce.

This is a high-end banquet hall that only members can enter.

As for the price of this membership, it's not expensive, just 100,000 yuan a year.

Chen Yang handed the invitation to the waitress at the entrance of the VIP room. After checking the number and the list of attendees on the invitation, she immediately put on a fawning smile.

Upon entering, Chen Yang was slightly amazed. For later generations, the Republican era was a backward and closed-off period.

But upon entering the VIP room, Chen Yang was still awestruck by its luxury.

The VIP lounge is about five meters high, with a crystal chandelier hanging in the center, its light as dazzling as a cascading galaxy, weaving and flowing under the gilded dome.

The Italian marble floor reflects the intricate patterns of the Persian handmade carpet, with every inch of gold thread flowing with a beeswax-like dark gold glow in the shadows.

The room is decorated with many Baroque sculptures, including a group of cherub statues holding amber lamps, their warm light spilling onto the walls.

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, velvet curtains hang from the arched window, and irises embroidered by French court artisans bloom on the dark green background. When they sway gently in the wind, one can almost smell the lingering fragrance of perfume from the time of Louis XIV.

The most eye-catching item on the banquet table was a pyramid made of champagne glasses. The pyramid was over a meter tall, and the golden champagne liquid inside looked like flowing gold.

Moreover, even the tableware on the table was an artwork made by the official kiln during the Qing Dynasty. In later generations, this tableware could easily be exchanged for a car.

The waitress led Chen Yang to a middle-aged man next to the VIP room and introduced Chen Yang to him.

The newcomer's eyes widened in surprise, but it was quickly replaced by a fawning smile.

"Hello Mr. Chen, I am Feng Keyong, the Director of the Office of the Ministry of the Interior, and I am subordinate to Minister Chen Qun of the Ministry of the Interior. I have heard a great deal about Mr. Chen."

"Just now, Minister Chen and Mr. Liang were discussing who this Director of the Economic Department of the Ministry of Finance is."

"I didn't expect you to arrive so soon after I finished speaking." "Mr. Chen, judging from your age, you probably aren't very familiar with these senior figures in the new government. Perhaps I could introduce you?"

Chen Yang cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your help, Director Feng."

Feng Keyong repeatedly said he dared not, and then led Chen Yang to the center of the VIP room.

In the middle of the VIP room stood several middle-aged men in suits. Feng Keyong led Chen Yang forward and bowed to the man in the center, saying, "Mr. Liang, Director Chen of the Economic Department has arrived."

The middle-aged man in the crowd turned his gaze to Chen Yang in front of him. Chen Yang quickly stepped forward and extended his hand, saying, "Mr. Liang, my name is Chen Yang."

Mr. Liang was very satisfied with Chen Yang's actions. As the leader of the new government, he naturally could not bow to a subordinate first.

"Director Chen was specially appointed by Consul Iwai, so he must have some extraordinary abilities that are unknown to others."

"Otherwise, Consul Iwai wouldn't have entrusted you with such an important position."

In just a few words, the information revealed was enough to make the middle-aged men around Chen Yang look at him with new respect.

Everyone already knew that Chen Yang's backer was Japanese, and moreover, a consul at the consulate.

Chen Yang repeatedly said he dared not, but did not reveal any relationship between him and Iwai Hiroichi.

The more this was the case, the more unfathomable Chen Yang seemed to the others present.

Feng Keyong quickly introduced Chen Yang, saying, "Director Chen, let me introduce you."

"These are all pillars of the new government. This is Minister Chen Zuan of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."

Chen Yang looked in the direction Feng Keyong pointed. There stood a refined-looking middle-aged man. However, upon seeing him, Chen Yang felt a pang of regret.
As far as he knew, the Foreign Minister would be killed by Chen Gongshu, the king of assassinations by the Military Intelligence Bureau, at a banquet next year.

However, since the person was standing there perfectly fine, Chen Yang quickly went up and shook hands with them.

Then Feng Keyong introduced the remaining people: Chen Qun, Minister of the Interior; Wang Zihui, Minister of Industry; Chen Zemin, Minister of Education; and Jiang Hanjie, Minister of Transportation.

These men were clearly aligned with Mr. Liang. They took their drinks from the waiter and clinked glasses.

Mr. Liang suddenly said, "Director Feng, Director Chen just arrived today and isn't very familiar with the people here. Could you take him to meet Elder Wen?"

Feng Keyong nodded repeatedly in agreement and led Chen Yang to the other side of the VIP room.

The other side is more interesting. The people here are all wearing old-fashioned Tang suits. The fabric is very exquisite, and the gold embroidery on it makes it look like an extraordinary item.

Feng Keyong stepped forward and said with a smile, "Mr. Wen, I'm sorry to bother you. Mr. Liang asked me to bring Director Chen to pay his respects to you."

As he spoke, Feng Keyong gestured for Chen Yang to step forward and introduced him, "This is Premier Wen of the Executive Yuan."

"President Zhang of the Judicial Yuan, and Director Chen, you may not know others, but you absolutely must know this one."

Then, Feng Keyong said to the middle-aged man standing next to Dean Wen, "This is your superior, Chen Jintao, the new Minister of Finance of the government."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang quickly stepped forward and said, "Minister Chen, I hope you will take good care of me in the future."

Before Chen Jintao could even speak, a shout came from the doorway: "Consul Hiroichi Iwai of the Consulate General in Shanghai has arrived."

The main gate slowly opened to both sides, and Consul Hirokazu Iwai of the Shanghai Consulate General led a group of people in.
(End of this chapter)