Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

Zhang Yunhe stood in front of the mirror, constantly trying to restrain his breath and hide the murderous intent in his eyes.

It took about a quarter of an hour before I figured out some techniques to change my breath and eyes.

More than half an hour later, when Zhang Yunhe dressed and went out, his wife Liu Huilan had not returned from buying groceries yet.

"This woman...it takes her so long to buy groceries?" Zhang Yunhe muttered, locked the door, and went downstairs.

When I walked out of the apartment building and onto the street, I saw a constant stream of cars and pedestrians on Pétain Road.

The honking of cars, the jingling of rickshaw bells, the ringing of bicycle bells, the cries of street vendors, and the whistles of steamers coming from the Huangpu River all interweave to create a bustling and lively scene early in the morning in this bustling and largest metropolis in the Far East.

"Tangyuan, dumplings, wontons——"

"Freshly baked big steamed buns with fresh meat, your mouth will be filled with grease once you take a bite, they are so delicious, come and buy them!"

"Shandong big steamed buns, one is enough to fill you up!"

“Fragrant and crispy pancakes!”

"Cigarettes, selling cigarettes, San Pao Tai, Lao Dao, Hardemen, Da Qianmen, Fairy, Da Chongjiu cigarettes!"

Zhang Yunhe walked over to a breakfast stall, found a low square table, sat down, and called out to the busy stall owner, "Boss, give me a big bowl of wontons, with lots of dried shrimp and chopped green onions!"

The stall owner turned around and responded loudly: "Okay, sir, please sit for a moment, I will cook wontons for you."

"Over there, the guy selling meat buns, give me two big fresh meat buns, hurry up! The guy selling cigarettes, come here, give me two packs of three-packs!"

I forgot to bring cigarettes when I went out. For Zhang Yunhe, who is addicted to smoking, days without cigarettes are not good days.

The cigarette vendor walked quickly across the street holding a cigarette box, took out two packs of cigarettes and handed them to Zhang Yunhe.

"How much?" Zhang Yunhe asked as he took out the money.

"One dollar, thank you!" said the vendor.

Zhang Yunhe took out a one-yuan French coin from a stack of banknotes and handed it to the vendor.

"Thank you boss!"

The bun vendor also brought two large meat buns on a plate, and a large bowl of steaming wontons was also brought to the table. Zhang Yunhe started eating immediately.

His physical deficiency made him have a strong desire for food. In just a few minutes, he had eaten two big meat buns and a large bowl of wontons. He felt only one-third full, so he asked the stall owner to bring him three more buns and a bowl of wontons. Only after he finished eating did he barely feel that his stomach was full.

After eating and paying, he hailed a rickshaw on the side of the road and got in, heading straight to Yihua Foreign Company. For a comprador of a foreign company like him, as a high-income person in the foreign concessions, squeezing into a tram with other people was not in line with his status and was a demeaning behavior.

As soon as he entered Yihua Foreign Trade, he ran into a male colleague. He said to Zhang Yunhe with a sympathetic look on his face, "Mr. Zhang, where have you been these past two days? Yesterday, your wife came to the foreign trade company to ask for Manager Jefferson and almost scratched Jefferson's face. You haven't been seen all day, and Jefferson can't find you. He's very angry. You better be careful when you go up there!"

"Mr. Huang, thank you so much. I'll treat you to a meal when you have time!" Zhang Yunhe patted his male colleague on the shoulder and said.

The male colleague quickly said, "Don't be free, how about going to your house for hot pot tonight?"

Damn, I was just being polite and you took it seriously?

Zhang Yunhe cursed in his heart, then said with a smile, "I really can't do it today. I have a lot of things to do. Let's do it another day. I'll call you when I'm free! By the way, I'll go to your house another day. Your wife's mutton hot pot is really delicious. I'll take care of the mutton. Let's go!"

I met a few more colleagues in the corridor, chatted with them for a while, and then came to the office of Manager Jefferson.

"Good morning, Mr. Jefferson!"

Jefferson picked up a folder from his desk and threw it at Zhang Yunhe, cursing, "I don't give a fuck about you, I'm French!"

"Hey, you foreigners all look the same!" Zhang Yunhe showed no humility or respect as a subordinate would show to his superior. He sat down on the chair opposite Jefferson, put his legs on the table, and lit a cigarette for himself.

"You haven't come to work for two days and haven't made any business. Yesterday morning, your wife came to the company and made a scene, leaving me humiliated. How do you want me to punish you?" Jefferson asked angrily.

Zhang Yunhe smiled and said, "I'm really sorry for my wife coming to the company and making a scene. I apologize! But it wasn't intentional that I didn't come to work these past two days. I was out discussing a business deal and just didn't have time to say hello to you. You know how complicated things are in the Chinese concession. Often, once you leave the concession, you can't return the same day!"

"Oh? Going to discuss business? Do you think I will believe it?" Jefferson obviously didn't believe it.

Zhang Yunhe stood on tiptoe and said, "It doesn't matter whether you don't believe me or not. What matters is that I brought back the order and deposit!" Then he took out a piece of white paper and two gold bars from the inner pocket of his woolen suit coat and slapped them on the table.

"This... you really went out to discuss business?" Jefferson's previous dissatisfaction and anger were instantly swept away. He immediately took the order and looked at it, saying in surprise, "Who on earth is buying so many weapons and ammunition? This is enough to equip an entire battalion!"

These days, it doesn't matter whether you say it's easy to sell or not. As long as you have channels and good reputation, and the weapons and ammunition are of good quality, you don't have to worry about not being able to sell them. There are wars everywhere now, so where is there no shortage of weapons and ammunition?

The main business of Yihua Foreign Company is not actually selling weapons and ammunition, but selling machinery and equipment. Selling weapons and ammunition is a business that managers and compradors have privately started. This business has high profits, and the profits after the transaction do not have to be handed over to the company because the bosses and shareholders above have no idea that the managers and compradors are doing this kind of business privately.

While the profits are high, the risks are also great. How many people who need to buy guns and ammunition these days are truly good men and women? So Zhang Yunhe's predecessor had often put his head on the line, dealing with all sorts of evildoers. He was robbed and kidnapped more than once, but luckily he was able to escape danger every time.

Zhang Yunhe waved his hand and said to Jefferson, "Jefferson, stop wasting time and quickly approve the note so I can go to the dock warehouse to pick up the goods and trade with the buyer. Wouldn't it be better to make the money back sooner?"

"Okay, okay, I'll make you a delivery order right away. By the way, how much is this batch of goods?" Jefferson asked while making the delivery order.

"I'm a business person who values ​​integrity. This is the price set by the company, and I don't overestimate the price. Don't you, Jefferson, know me?"

"Okay!" Jefferson quickly made the invoice and handed it to him.

"How long will this transaction take?"

"It will take at least two days, at most four days, to leave Shanghai! The risks are getting higher and higher now, so should my commission be increased? It's not possible that your bowls are full of meat while mine is only a bowl of soup, right?" Zhang Yunhe began to fight for his own interests, which was more in line with his previous personality.

Jefferson had no doubt that Zhang Yunhe in front of him had replaced the CPU. Even his wife Liu Huilan didn't notice it, let alone Jefferson.

Jefferson thought for a moment and then said, "How about a five-point increase?"

Zhang Yunhe wasn't greedy either, and immediately stood up: "Deal, I'll go pick up the goods!"

Coming out of Yihua Foreign Company, he was about to find a rickshaw to go to the dock warehouse to pick up his goods when two men in black cotton jackets approached him. One of them said to him, "Mr. Zhang, our Master Zhang is opening a temple today. Please come over!"