Espionage: I became sworn brothers with Zheng Yaoxian at the beginning, and became the Seventh Broth

Chapter 447 Subordinates Overthrowing Superiors

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Ye Shaohong opened his eyes.

He climbed out of bed, washed up briefly, and then went down to the small building where he was temporarily staying.

I walked toward the slightly bustling streets and alleys not far away.

en route.

Ye Shaohong also saw many porters carrying goods in the Zhabei warehouse, and they all looked exhausted.

Despite their exhaustion, you could still see a smile on their lips at all times.

Clearly, this is someone working overtime late into the night.

The profits were quite good. Ye Shaohong paused, thought for a moment, and finally followed the group of workers into an old wonton shop.

The wontons in Shanghai are quite good.

Old shops that have survived for so long often possess a unique charm.

Take this shop for example.

The wontons they made were saltier and more flavorful than the ones Ye Shaohong had eaten before, and they were also more plentiful and filling.

This is also normal.

Their shop primarily serves manual laborers who move goods in the Zhabei warehouse.

Most of the manual laborers were from the lower classes.

They don't pursue the ultimate taste; they value the portion size of the food more.

Its main selling point is affordability.

The fact that food is salty and savory means that a lot of salt has been added, and salt can increase a person's strength.

It is precisely because of these two characteristics that this seemingly dilapidated old shop has been able to operate for so long, showing no signs of decline over the decades.

to be honest.

This is the most basic business wisdom of ordinary people.

Ye Shaohong came in with the laborers, so of course he wouldn't risk ordering randomly and ordered the same food as the workers.

As he ate the meat wontons with their generous fillings and thin wrappers, and listened to the workers talk about their experiences working over the past few days, a smile gradually appeared on Ye Shaohong's face.

not bad.

Although Xiao Zhengguo had never managed a business, he was a simple and honest man with a touch of stubbornness.

They were able to uphold the rules set by Ye Shaohong.

From the conversation among these dockworkers, it was clear that they all had a favorable impression of Xiao Zhengguo, their new employer.

While eating, they didn't forget to praise Xiao Zhengguo a few times.

Subsequently.

The group then began discussing the goods being loaded and unloaded.

The simple and honest dockworkers in front of them were also secretly wondering how this new boss could have so many goods.

They were also stored in different warehouses.

He must be very rich.

Hearing the dockworkers talking like that, Ye Shaohong's heart sank.

The dockworkers all realized that something was wrong.

How long can they keep this under wraps?

Perhaps in the next moment.

The unusual occurrences at the Zhabei warehouse would gradually spread through the workers' conversations, eventually reaching the ears of those who were interested. As for why the workers weren't prevented from leaving?

This is impossible.

If they had issued such an order from the beginning, it would have inevitably caused dissatisfaction among some dockworkers.

The news will actually spread even faster.

"Time waits for no one."

"Regardless of today's situation, this operation must end by midnight."

After finishing his bowl of wontons, Ye Shaohong took out two jiao (0.2 yuan) and placed them on the table. He then got up and left the small shop in the alley.

They returned to the small building where they were temporarily staying.

After brewing a strong cup of tea, lighting a cigarette, and sitting by the telephone, Ye Shaohong began his workday once again.

Time flew by, and before we knew it, it was noon.

"Jingle Bell."

A telephone rang, and Ye Shaohong glanced at the old-fashioned wall clock hanging on the wall before getting up and picking up the phone.

"Hey."

"Seventh brother, I have done what I promised you."

Wang Tianfeng's familiar, cold voice came through the phone. If Ye Shaohong hadn't already known his personality, he would definitely have been displeased to hear such a tone.

"okay, I get it."

"I will keep my promise once my work here is finished."

Without much conversation, Ye Shaohong gave a brief response and then hung up the phone without hesitation.

Then he picked up the phone again and dialed the number.

They broke into the Cinque de la Cité in the French Concession.

The person who answered the phone was Zhuang Yifan. From his voice, it was clear that although the shooting he suffered yesterday had not caused him too much damage, he was still somewhat weak.

"it's me."

"Let me know about the situation where you are first."

Today is the third day of the mission, and as time goes by, the level of danger is gradually increasing.

Ye Shaohong also lost interest in chatting with Zhuang Yifan.

He spoke directly to the crux of the matter.

"For now, it's alright."

"However, another mysterious force has made its move. According to the information I just received, the Chinese detective chief of the Maggie Police Station in the French Concession has just been assassinated."

"The chief editor of the Chaoyang Daily in the Japanese concession, Saburo Aota, is also dead."

"The strangest thing is that just over half an hour ago, someone blew up the Hui Fung Bank in the Chinese-controlled area."

Zhuang Yifan could obviously understand Ye Shaohong. As Ye Shaohong's number one confidant, he had been by Ye Shaohong's side for a long time, and his behavior had gradually become influenced by some of Ye Shaohong's temperament.

Becoming more pragmatic and more pure.

"Ah."

"Besides these, is there any other news?"

The assassinations and the bombing of the bank were all orchestrated by Wang Tianfeng.

When Ye Shaohong met with Wang Tianfeng last night, he already knew about Wang Tianfeng's upcoming operation and his purpose.

Of course there's no doubt about it.

He was more concerned with other things.

"Something else?"

"There's too much news. Let me think about it and see what else is worth our attention." "Oh, right, there's something else. Didn't the Japanese warships enter the Huangpu River a couple of days ago? Last night, warships from the US, UK, and France also entered the port."

"Also, Zhang Xiaolin just called me and asked me to take action to suppress his subordinates' territory and restore order to the market."

Zhuang Yifan thought for a while, and finally picked out a few messages to respond to.

"Zhang Xiaolin asked you to restore order to the market?"

"Should we have you recover on your own, or assist the police station and garrison in their recovery?"

Ye Shaohong raised an eyebrow. He had a bad feeling, but the information could not be confirmed for the time being, so he had to continue to investigate.

"It's to assist the police station."

"According to my information, this time it wasn't just Zhang Xiaolin who took action; Huang Jinrong and Du Asheng also joined in." "The three of them issued an order together to cooperate with the police stations in the various concessions to stabilize the situation."

"Besides them, the Hongmen branches such as the Small Knife Society and the Axe Gang are also sending people into the city, and the police stations in the various concessions are also working to hunt down the suspects who committed the vandalism and looting."

"Section Chief...could it be...?"