Crossing the spy war, my code name is God of Wealth

The International Hotel is located in the core area of ​​the French Concession.

The most famous hotel in Shanghai at that time was the Chinachem Hotel, located on the Huangpu River and known as the tallest building in the Far East.

In terms of scale, the International Hotel is naturally not as good as this one, but it is also a quiet, prosperous and high-standard hotel.

The reason why Chen Yang chose to settle here was not because of how good its environment was.

But, because, it is convenient...

There are four French trading companies diagonally opposite the International Hotel.

Among them was the largest firm, Biel.

As far as he could remember, a few years ago, before Chen Yang joined the Renaissance Society, his father had dealt with Mr. Jeff, the foreign director of the Bier Trading Company.

This time, he also wanted to use this as a breakthrough point to earn some living expenses and gain a foothold.

After entering the hotel and checking in, Chen Yang went out to find a barber shop to trim his hair and clean his face.

By the time everything was done, it was dark.

Looking at the energetic young man's face in the makeup mirror, Chen Yang expressed great satisfaction.

After returning to the International Hotel and having a simple meal, Chen Yang did not return to his room immediately, but went to the dance hall on the third floor.

The third floor of the International Hotel is a dance hall.

Unlike modern bars, the dance halls at that time were decorated in an old style and were more like modern pubs.

There is a stage at the top, a large dance floor in the middle, and a wine cabinet and a bar next to the dance floor.

At this time, the singer on the stage was singing French songs with great emotion. The dancers were Chinese. Their singing was quite standard. It couldn't be said to be very good, just average.

There were several foreign couples dancing ballroom dance on the dance floor.

Chen Yang found a random place to sit down, opened the system page skillfully, and observed the surrounding environment.

Whenever he arrives in an unfamiliar environment, eliminating potential dangers is something he has to do every day.

Suddenly, a green light appeared on the system page, which made Chen Yang subconsciously stunned.

There are actually colleagues from the Party and the State here, no way...

Seeing the location of the green light clearly, Chen Yang took a few steps forward and came to the bar. He took a quick look and was stunned.

The source of the green light was not a Chinese person, but a beautiful and capable foreign girl.

The girl was about twenty years old, with short golden hair, delicate features, fair skin, and a pair of turquoise eyes like two sapphires.

"Hayley, occupation, journalist, French..."

After seeing the information clearly on the green light, Chen Yang suddenly felt that his brain was not enough.

This French girl named Hayley is a war correspondent, not a colleague of the Party-State, so why would she show the green light?

All stories come from curiosity.

Chen Yang couldn't suppress the doubts in his heart. He snapped his fingers at the waiter and asked him to pour him a glass of tequila.

"Beautiful lady, can I buy you a drink?" Chen Yang raised his glass, walked to the girl and said softly.

"Why are you treating me to a drink?" Haley looked up at the handsome oriental young man in front of her.

He is well-dressed and has a bright smile. Well, he has the air of a sunny boy.

Especially his authentic French, which makes people feel inexplicably familiar.

Chen Yang raised his left hand, showing his watch, and whispered into Hailey's ear: "It is now 8:14 at night. I want you to remember that you are with me for the next minute."

"Since we have come so far to meet, I would like to buy you a drink."

"Sir, you are so romantic." Smelling the extremely aggressive masculine scent on the other person, Haley's pretty face turned red for no reason, and the soft spot in her heart was instantly hit by an unknown feeling.

"cheers..."

Chen Yang took a sip of tequila and felt a little intoxicated by the spicy taste.

Slowly extending his right hand, Chen Yang smiled and said, "Hello, my name is Chen Yang, and I'm from Wuzhou, China. My profession is a financial calculator for resource redistribution and planning."

"Hello, Haley." Although Haley didn't understand what this job of resource reallocation and planning overall financial accountant was, it sounded very impressive.

How could she know that this profession literally means middleman.

Resource redistribution and planning, obviously, is to take the goods and then sell them...

There is no need to say more about what happens next.

Under the influence of alcohol, you can imagine what will happen to crazy men and women...

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight shines through the gap in the curtains and falls on the ground.

Haley opened her sleepy eyes, glanced at the sunny boy beside her, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Thinking of the madness of last night, Haley couldn't help blushing again. Well, what an energetic bad guy.

Putting on a bathrobe, Haley walked into the bathroom, filled the bathtub with hot water, and lay down.

Haley is a reporter for AFP.

After the outbreak of the Battle of Shanghai, the Central Army suffered successive defeats on the battlefield.

A total of 300,000 soldiers shed blood on the Huangpu River...

In order to attract the attention of various countries in the international community and urge Japan to give up the use of force, Foreign Minister Gu Weijun lobbied Western countries to intervene.

Haley was a war correspondent sent to China by AFP headquarters at the invitation of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Although she has only been here for a short time, she has been deeply shocked by everything that has happened here.

Especially the last battle to defend the Shanghai Stock Exchange, the Battle of Sihang Warehouse.

She watched from the hot air balloon as the Kuomintang soldiers, with grenades wrapped around their bodies, jumped into the enemy's encirclement one after another.

Risking one's life...

From then on, she suffered from serious post-war syndrome.

I have to rely on alcohol to numb myself to sleep almost every day.

Last night was the only time she was able to fall asleep sweetly without getting drunk...

That Chinese boy seemed to be a ray of light in her life, dispelling all the haze...

"Splash." The sound of water coming from the bathroom woke Chen Yang up from his sleep.

Chen Yang rubbed his waist and couldn't help but sighed slightly.

This foreign girl looks gentle and refined, but she is actually a very secretive person.

Fortunately, I studied countless Japanese action movies back then.

Under the guidance of numerous teachers such as Sannomiya, Fukada, Ozawa, and Hata, I can say that I have mastered both Chinese and Western learning, but I have made some progress.

Otherwise, it would be a disgrace to Chinese men.

"Chen, are you awake?" Before he could finish his thoughts, he saw Haley walking out of the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe.

"Haley, did you sleep well?" Chen Yang said with a smile.

"Very good, it has never been better."

Haili lifted up Chen Yang's face and said, "Chen, thank you. You are really an angel sent by God. You saved me from hell."

"You don't know what kind of torture I have been suffering during this period."

“I feel like I’m going crazy.”

Chen Yang took Haili into his arms, stroked her hair and said, "It's okay, everything will pass."

"By the way," Hailey looked up at Chen Yang and said, "Chen, I want to take you to see my brother."

"I will marry you under his witness."

"Ah," well, this is getting serious...