Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

Chapter 555: No moral ethics, why do you just accuse me?

Wang Zhulin's words were considered to be a confession of his true feelings to Lin Ze. As Lin Ze had just arrived, it was not easy for him to say such things. If Lin Ze had not been so strong at the station, it would have been hard to say when he would have said these words.

His meaning is very simple, and it can be summed up in four words: I am a businessman.

To put it in detail, as a businessman, and an older businessman at that, making money is my top priority. Why should I get involved in the game between you guys?

Tianjin is a big city. If Director Lin wants to set up a stage to perform a play, that’s fine. But whether you can perform well is your business.

If you insist on forcing me to come out and act with you, the worst that can happen to me is that I go home and hug my grandchildren.

The reasons behind this are not difficult to understand. If you are the richest man in your county, and the top leader and the second-in-command of your county are at odds with each other and are trying to get people to take sides, what will you choose?

If you are young, maybe you will give it a try.

If you are as old as Wang Zhulin, you don’t want to fall out with anyone, nor do you want to clearly support anyone.

However, Wang Zhulin overlooked one point. Even a character like Pan Yuguai could not just sit back and watch. Although Wang Zhulin seemed to have extensive connections and was the chairman of the Industrial Expansion Association, his actual hard power was slightly inferior to that of Pan Yuguai.

So you say you don’t want to take sides, then don’t take sides. Why?

In Lin Ze's opinion, Wang Zhulin is more useful than Pan Yuguai. If used well, this person can become a link for Lin Ze to connect with various forces in Tianjin.

In view of his unique value, Master Lin gave him another chance.

"President Wang, Tianjin is the lower reaches of the Nine Rivers. Although today's dinner is mostly cold dishes, it also uses a lot of fresh fish and seafood..."

This topic was a bit far-fetched, and Wang Zhulin didn't understand what Lin Ze meant for a moment. "Yes, as the saying goes, borrowing money to eat seafood is not considered a failure. The fish and shrimp here are really good. The director likes them. I'll have someone send some to you tomorrow."

Lin Ze suddenly looked cold, "The fate of fish and shrimp is in the hands of fishermen. If you don't want to be eaten, you can only become a fisherman."

Then he laughed again, "But, President Wang, I am very interested in what you said about setting up a stage to perform. Tianjin is a big port, and actors from all over the world can only be famous if they sing in Tianjin. I am from Beijing, and today I have paid my respects to you. I will make an appearance some other day and sing a song for you to hear. It's not too late for you to make plans, okay?"

After saying this, Lin Ze said "excuse me" softly and left leisurely to discuss with those Tianjin socialites who could no longer contain their excitement.

Song Yuzhen smiled elegantly at the edge of the venue.

These little bitches are so shameless, they find all kinds of ways to seduce my director!

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Japanese Concession, Asahi Street.

The temporary office building of North China Transportation Corporation.

This place is not far from the Zhongyuan Company Building. After the explosion caused a fire, the North China Transportation Corporation quickly moved its offices here.

The lights were just coming on, the streets were clean, and modern men and women walked by from time to time. There were also women in kimonos, holding men's arms, walking by with a clattering sound.

Niu Saner sat in the car, looked at the office building outside, and lit a cigarette, which was rare.

He thought that after issuing the announcement, Mr. Lin would start with Pan Yuguai.

Unexpectedly, they were advancing in several directions at the same time, combining the real and the virtual, and first arranged for him to go to the North China Transportation Corporation to check the accounts!

This bold and daring style of doing things amazed Niu Saner, who was always cautious.

Because of this, he was unusually nervous.

This tension does not come from the lack of one's own abilities, but from the importance one attaches to Master Lin's orders.

The first battle since arriving in Tianjin must get off to a good start!

Open the car door and get out.

People also got out of the several small cars and two trucks that followed behind.

He was wearing a black windbreaker and had a weapon on his waist, and it was obvious that he was up to no good.

Niu Saner is a little thin, but there is no sense of incongruity when he walks in front.

He walked in quickly, and someone soon came up to stop him.

Wow!

In unison, everyone in the Auxiliary Management Bureau drew their guns.

Niu Saner threw away the cigarette butt and took out a piece of paper.

"North China Front Army Tianjin Office, we have full authority to investigate the fire case. We now require you to hand over all accounts and documents. This is a warrant. Get out of the way."

The Japanese employee took it and looked at it. Not only was there Lin Ze's signature on it, but there was also Naoto Matsuzaki's signature!

Mr. Lin had already made plans. Before coming, he prepared a pile of white papers and asked Naoto Matsuzaki to sign them.

Matsuzaki also felt that it was inappropriate, but he still had to rely on Lin Ze to help him take over Tianjin. As the saying goes, in an emergency, one has to take emergency measures, so he had no choice but to sign it with a pinch of his nose.

In this way, Lin Ze has much more room to act.

Without waiting for the clerk to react, Niu Saner pushed him away and led his men inside.

The office building soon fell into chaos, and a Japanese soldier in a suit hurried downstairs.

"Our president is not here! Please come back another day!"

This Japanese soldier should be a high-ranking official, and he looked quite imposing. However, looking at the crowd of people, he did not dare to act arrogantly and spoke very politely.

Niu Saner had no expression. "President Yoshimura is having dinner with Director Lin. If they can have dinner together, how could they instruct you to stop our actions?"

Then he shouted, "What are you up to? You are blocking our investigation. Are you related to the bombing?"

The Japanese in suits were shocked. Damn it, why did they just put hats on me? This is so unsportsmanlike!

But after hearing this, he really didn't dare to stop it.

I could only quickly make a phone call and try to contact Yoshimura Yuta.

Niu Saner waved his hand, "Search! Anyone who dares to stop us will be treated as a resistance element!"

At the same time, Yoshimura Yuta hurriedly left the Astoria Hotel, constantly urging the driver, "Hurry! Go back!"

A quarter of an hour later, Yoshimura Yuta arrived.

By this time, Niu Saner had already led people to break into the finance office. There was no need to search carefully. As long as there was paper, they would move it out.

Yoshimura Yuta's face turned pale and he stopped him sternly, "Hashidou Madai! We have already sorted out some suspicious documents. Why do you have to destroy them and interfere with our normal operations?"

Niu Saner ignored him and said, "So what if you're the president? Who do you think you are?"

"Mr. President, since you have already made preparations, why didn't you bring them out earlier? Why did you bring them up only now? I have a warrant from Major General Matsuzaki, which clearly states that all accounts must be handed over to us. So, you said we interfered with your normal operations. Did Major General Matsuzaki instruct us to interfere?"

Yoshimura Yuta was silent.

Lin Ze acted too quickly. He did not expect this situation. It seems that the things he prepared in advance would not only be of no use, but would become major loopholes.

At this time, Niu Saner spoke again, "Since the president has made preparations in advance, then hand over the things you have prepared as well. Maybe we can solve the case faster."

Yoshimura Yuta felt like vomiting blood.

Do all of you guys from Peking like to poke people in the lungs?