Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

Zhang Yunhe admired Fan Biao's attitude and principles. Although he was not a good person, he stood firm on major issues and was clear-headed. He was a thousand times better than those traitors who claimed to be patriotic but actually colluded with the Japanese in secret and sold out their country for personal gain.

He saw Fan Biao being pointed at guns by four gang members. The atmosphere was very tense. He immediately stood up to smooth things over and said, "Don't use your weapons. We can talk it out!"

He turned and looked at Zhang Yaolin: "Boss Zhang, what are you doing? You just said that the underworld is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships and social etiquette. Before you even finished speaking, you let your men draw weapons and turn on your own brothers. Isn't that bad?"

"Besides, it's normal for everyone to have different opinions on this matter! Even at the Jiangzhou parliamentary meeting, the leaders of each side quarreled every day, sometimes even fighting until their skin and faces were bruised, but I didn't see them use weapons!"

"Why can't we tolerate different opinions here? Oh, if someone disagrees with your approach or opinion, you want to kill them. There's no need to discuss that. Brothers, let's just get down to business!"

After hearing what Zhang Yunhe said, the bosses all tried to persuade Zhang Yaolin that if they really let Zhang Yaolin kill someone, they would not be able to escape unscathed.

"Boss Zhang, I think Yun He is right. We must not damage the relationship. We can quarrel and curse, but we must not use weapons. If this gets out, other gangs will laugh at us, right? It will be embarrassing for you, Boss Zhang!"

"That's right, we can talk it over, why bother using weapons?"

"Boss Zhang, we respect you as a gang leader and are giving you face to attend your party. You can't be so ruthless. If you do this, who will dare to come to your door in the future?"

Everyone was talking at the same time, and Zhang Yaolin was embarrassed. He couldn't offend everyone, otherwise he would not be able to report to the Eastern Japanese. He immediately waved to the four gunmen and said, "You go down first!"

"Hmph!" Fan Biao snorted coldly and left Zhang Mansion.

Next, Zhang Yaolin asked everyone about their attitudes towards this matter.

The others were all avoiding the issue, neither expressing their firm refusal nor expressing their agreement, their attitudes were all ambiguous. These people were a bunch of old foxes, and it was naturally impossible for them to express their opinions at this time.

Even if you have ideas, you cannot express them in front of others.

Finally, Zhang Yaolin asked Zhang Yunhe, "Brother Yunhe, what do you think?"

Zhang Yunhe asked doubtfully, "Me? What can I possibly think? Boss Zhang, I'm just a comprador for a foreign company, not its boss. I can't be the boss of the company!"

"If you let me express my opinion, I can only tell you, brother, that I am a businessman. As long as there is business to be done and as long as there is money to be made, I can do business with anyone. As for the rest, I can't give you an answer!"

Zhang Yaolin couldn't help but curse inwardly when he heard this: "Damn it! Each of them is more cunning than a ghost, and this Zhang Yunhe is even more slippery than a loach!"

However, although Zhang Yunhe's words did not satisfy Zhang Yaolin, as long as the cooperative relationship between the two parties could be maintained, they would be able to purchase some scarce supplies, such as medicines, from the foreign company!

Since the war broke out, the East Japanese have suffered heavy casualties and have had a huge demand for medicines. However, the best anti-inflammatory drugs, sulfa drugs, now come from the West, and their sales channels are controlled by major foreign companies. Moreover, the production volume is not large and is in short supply.

This time, one of the important tasks Matsui gave Zhang Yaolin was to purchase a large quantity of sulfonamides to supply the front-line field hospitals.

Zhang Yunhe was the only comprador Zhang Yaolin knew who had channels with foreign companies, and both parties were helping each other, so the first person he looked for was Zhang Yunhe.

Next, everyone found an excuse to leave. Zhang Yunhe also wanted to leave quickly. Getting too close to Zhang Yaolin was not a good thing. If he was not careful, he would be targeted by the Blue Shirts Society and put on their assassination list.

"Dad Yunhe, don't go, don't go. I still want to discuss some business with you. Don't worry, this is a big business and you will definitely make money!" Zhang Yaolin said, pulling Zhang Yunhe.

Zhang Yunhe couldn't just leave without caring about what was happening, so he stopped and asked, "I wonder what business Boss Zhang wants to do with me?"

"Come on, let's talk while drinking tea!" Zhang Yaolin pulled Zhang Yunhe to sit down and asked the maid to make tea again.

"Boss Zhang, just say what you want to say. There's no one else here, and I won't complain about the money if I can do more business!" Zhang Yunhe said as he took the cigar handed to him by Zhang Yaolin.

Zhang Yaolin paused for a moment before saying, "This is what I'm looking for. I'd like to ask you to procure some medicine. We don't have this medicine in China, it's only available overseas. You work for foreigners, so you have a lot of connections there. So, you should have a way to do this, right?"

Is Zhang Yaolin buying drugs? Is he just reselling them or buying them for someone else?

Zhang Yunhe pondered and asked, "I know a few foreigners who deal in pharmaceuticals. I just don't know what kind of medicines Boss Zhang needs to purchase and how much."

"Sulfaamide, the larger the quantity, the better, and the price is negotiable!" said Zhang Yaolin.

Zhang Yunhe was surprised and said, "Sulfa? This is the latest drug. It's said to be very effective in reducing inflammation in wounds. It hasn't even been widely sold in the West. Does Boss Zhang know about this drug?"

"Haha, I also heard it from someone. As long as we get this medicine, we won't have to worry about not having a market, and we can make some money!" Zhang Yaolin said with a wry smile.

Zhang Yunhe speculated that Zhang Yaolin was most likely purchasing it for the East Japanese Army. How could a scoundrel like Zhang Yaolin, who couldn't even read a word, possibly know about a new drug that had just been put into large-scale production overseas?

After thinking for a while, Zhang Yunhe said, "Boss Zhang, how about this? I'll go back and ask around. If I have any information, I'll call you and we can arrange a place to talk. How about that?"

"How long will that take?"

"At least three days, at most five days. You know it's not easy to meet those foreigners who have connections. It takes some time and some thinking!" Zhang Yunhe explained.

Zhang Yaolin placed all his hopes on Zhang Yunhe and immediately said, "Okay, I'll wait for your news!"

Coming out of the Zhang Residence, Zhang Yunhe was about to hail a rickshaw on the street when a car pulled up in front of him. The door opened, and Fan Biao stuck his head out and called out, "Where are you going, Brother Zhang? I'll give you a ride!"

When Zhang Yunhe saw that it was Fan Biao, he got into the car with a smile.

"Go to the Guangdong Guild Hall!"

Fan Biao immediately ordered the driver: "Did you hear me? Go to the Guangdong Guild Hall!"

"Good boss!"

Fan Biao clasped his fists towards Zhang Yunhe and said, "Mr. Zhang, thank you so much for what you did just now. If you hadn't spoken up, I, Old Fan, wouldn't have been able to leave the Zhang Mansion!"

"I'll treat you at noon, Mr. Zhang, please do me the honor of having lunch with me!"