Chapter 641 Hypocrisy

The Wusongkou is extremely busy now. Because the port was bombed, all the cargo ships going to and from Shanghai are parked overseas. Smaller ships can enter the Huangpu River to unload, while larger ships can only wait outside. Small boats transport crew supplies, and unload cargo from ships one after another, and then transport it back to the shore. The port is also being rebuilt. They are all Chinese hired by the Japanese at low prices, and prisoners of war sent back from the front.

Therefore, the port at this moment is very spectacular. There are people everywhere on the shore, and there are densely packed small boats floating on the sea. The workers wear linen sweat shirts, revealing their strong chests, sweating profusely while carrying goods back and forth, loading them into cars, sending them to train cars, and sending them to the North Station.

Except for those who work for the Japanese, the other porters, crew members who transport goods, etc., are all celebrating the New Year recently. Because there is too much work to do, in order to deliver the goods to the shore as soon as possible, the bosses of each company have tacitly raised the price. In addition, the Green Gang hooligans stationed at the docks were the so-called dock unions. With them coordinating in the middle, it was a win-win situation.

There was no beautiful sea view, only dense large and small cargo ships, rising and falling with the waves of the sea, and shouts of communication drifting over with the slightly fishy sea breeze. There were many simple board houses on the shore, as well as vendors selling food and cold drinks. Trucks, cars, donkey carts, and rickshaws were traveling on the road, and people were in a hurry.

It was a simple and busy scene. If there were not many Japanese military police with Type 38 rifles to maintain order, it would be hard to tell that this was a time of national crisis.

There was also an office on the shore, responsible for organizing workers, communicating with the docks, etc. Wang Yan explained it, and immediately a small boat went out to sea. They went on board specifically to get those magazines.

Sixty miles, given the current land transportation conditions, driving is not fast, and Wang Yan wants to enjoy himself, so he and Qi Si found a clean food stall among the food vendors and ate the food with heavy oil and salt.

There are all kinds of people coming and going at the dock, so even though the workers are reluctant to eat meat, these vendors still have prepared it. After all, those small managers, gangsters from the union, and the staff sent by various trading companies can still afford meat, and the income of these vendors here is still considerable.

However, there are still various exploitations, and occasionally they have to be bullied and excluded one by one. There is not much money left after working hard, and it can only be regarded as a barely living.

Even in such a simple environment, Wang Yan still made a full table, and asked his men to get the newly arrived foreign wine, picked and chose to eat in the open air, and listened to the subordinates who were in charge here report the situation.

The process of picking up the goods was very long. You had to sail over there, find those magazines and journals that were stored separately, and transport them to the ship with great effort before you could come back. So Wang Yan had nothing to do, so he learned about the situation here, to see what was lacking, what problems he had encountered, and so on.

After a few hours, the workers who went to Chuanshan to pick up the goods came back in a small boat, and Wang Yan also saw the scientific magazines and journals that were densely squeezed together and packed into large cubes. From 20 to the present, most of the mainstream magazines and journals in the past 18 years, as well as many other less famous journals, involved all aspects. This was undoubtedly a very large amount, filling half of this small boat.

Pulling out a magazine from it and flipping through it, Wang Yan nodded with satisfaction, and asked his men to drive a truck over, load this pile of knowledge into it, and send it back to Wang's mansion.

After getting the things, Wang Yan didn't continue to wander around here out of boredom, but followed the delivery truck back to the city.

Slow to come, and not fast to return. When I returned to the French Concession, it was already evening. It was almost May now, and the temperature began to rise and it started to get hot. When it is not raining, there are still many pedestrians on the streets at night. There are also many adults chatting and children running with bare chests in the streets and alleys, all looking for the coolness of the night.

"Brother Yan, where are we going to eat?" After crossing the Suzhou River and entering the International Settlement, Qi Si slowed down the car and dodged pedestrians leisurely on the crowded streets.

Wang Yan thought for a while and said, "Let's go to Fan Saner's place to eat some barbecue. The weather is hot and I don't have much appetite. It's good to eat some barbecue and drink some beer."

Barbecue has a long history, starting from when humans could use fire. After thousands of years of development, barbecue has become more and more sophisticated. Despite the difference of more than 80 years, there is not much difference between barbecue now and later. It's just that there are fewer styles and fewer grilled things.

But at this time, celebrities still don't like to eat barbecue. Even if they eat it, they are mostly like the West, holding a party at home, grilling steaks, and making a buffet. Instead of eating the kind that is skewered and grilled on charcoal. Even less, eating in a small restaurant.

Fan Saner, as his name suggests, is the third child in the family. He is a strong man in his forties, honest and simple, and he is good at barbecue, with some skills, and the food is clean. Most of the diners who come here are residents with good conditions nearby, or small hooligans who spend money lavishly.

However, Fan Saner is not a big shot, and he has nothing to do with Wang Yan. The reason he came here was that Shi Changxing recommended it to him before, saying that the boss is a good person and the food is delicious. He has been here twice and even gave some suggestions. Fan Saner's business is relatively prosperous, and Wang Yan comes to eat, which is a disguised way of taking care of him, reducing a lot of exploitation and trouble, and his life is getting better and better.

As a gang leader and Shanghai tycoon, many people know that Wang Yan likes to eat delicious food. After all, every time he eats, he fills a big table. He eats two bites of this, two bites of that, and the rest is given to those little ones. Beggar, and at the same time looking for new restaurants to eat at. He is so good that he has become a benchmark in Shanghai's catering industry.

As long as Wang Yan is in a restaurant and eats from beginning to end, it means that the restaurant's cooking is good and the food is not bad. If you will go there a second time, it means that the taste of this store is very good. It's just that compared to everyone who is known to be greedy for money, lustful, and afraid of life and death, Wang Yan's love for delicious food is much weaker.

As for a restaurant that allows him to go twice, most people don't dare to move around, and even if they do, it won't go too far. No one knows whether Wang Yan will go there for the third time. If Wang Yan is eating, and the shop owner kneels down in front of Wang Yan and complains, those people will die miserably. As for preventing the store from opening, it is even more dangerous. The restaurant that Inspector Wang likes to eat has been destroyed by others, which has delayed his enjoyment. If there is no one to rely on, it is better to run away quickly. There is definitely no place in Shanghai. Ground.

Fan Saner's barbecue restaurant is on West Aixiansi Road. It has a small storefront. Most people eat outside in the open air, or buy some meat skewers to take home to eat.

It was now the time for dinner, and Fan Saner, wearing a sleeveless sweatshirt with a towel hanging around his neck, was busy in front of the oven. His wife was making cold dishes inside the house, while his two daughters and a teenage son were busy serving tea and water dishes to the guests. A family of five, in times like this, is rarely busy with hope for a better life.

This was what Wang Yan saw when he got out of the car. He looked at Fan San'er who was nodding and bowing with a smile. He took two skewers of mutton skewers from the oven and gave one to Qi Si. He ate it. He took a mouthful of meat and said, "I've said it several times, Lao Fan, don't act like a slave and act like I'm bullying your family."

"You take care of me, as you should." Fan San'er was honest and courteous. Even though he was driving to a barbecue restaurant, he was still not good at words.

Wang Yan did not embarrass him, and said to Qi Si behind him: "Go, send these people away, and the money is ours. I guess those little beggars will come over after smelling the smell, so you can pay them ”

"Okay." Qi Si responded, turned around and raised his hands to the people eating outside: "I'm sorry, let's just take our things and go. Today, Detective Wang will cover all of Lao Fan's meat skewers... …”

Wang Yan ignored the expressions of those people, rubbed the head of the youngest son of the Fan family who looked at him with wide eyes in fear, and sat down in the corner of the room by the window. The windows were open, and although it was still a little stuffy, it was okay. After all, there are not many high-rise buildings at the moment, and the evening breeze can still blow into the city.

As Wang Yan expected, a group of beggars came across the road just after he had eaten. It's not that their intelligence is great, it's just that they memorized Wang Yan's license plate number. When they saw the car during dinner, they would naturally notify each other and follow him all the way. Even though it's tiring, it's worth it. Who has Wang Yan's leftovers the most?

Qi Si waved his hand and called them over. In addition to delivering food to Wang Yan in the house, these children stayed there to watch over the food. Of course, they did not forget to leave some behind and take them back for others to eat. This group of beggars felt the benefits of unity and did not lose order because of Qi Si's departure.

Although Fan San is busy, he is also cheerful. He likes Inspector Wang to come over for dinner very much. On the one hand, it ensured the favor of their detective and not to be disturbed by human affairs. On the other hand, it was also because he was planning to sell the items until midnight. He could sell them all in a short period of time and could go home early to rest. And the wife and children don’t have to be so tired. After all, taking care of a table is different from taking care of a group of people.

Wang Yan sat by the window, making skewers and drinking. He watched the little beggars lining up and took the hot and fragrant meat skewers from Qi Si's hand. He was so satisfied that he was eating deliciously. .

At this moment, a car stopped on the opposite side. A man got out of the passenger seat and ran to the back seat to open the door. He had a delicate makeup with flaming red lips, wearing a green and yellow cheongsam, with his hair pulled high and a jewelry necklace around his neck. , adorned on her fairly plump chest, and walking on a pair of red high-heeled shoes, with slim curves, she walked towards Fan Saner's barbecue restaurant. His eyes casually glanced at the stunned little beggars, as well as Qi Si who curled his lips and turned away from her, then entered the room with a smile on his face and sat down opposite Wang Yan.

Of course, this woman who showed off her sultry temperament was Wang Manchun. Many times, she would appear during dinner, and she could always find where Wang Yan was.

She looked at the surrounding environment with disgust on her face: "I don't see it, Inspector Wang. Do you also patronize such a shabby little place?"

"As long as it tastes good, the reason why I always go to those expensive places is because the craftsmanship in those places is good. But there are so many people, and there are still many talented people in this humble place, so don't underestimate the people of the world. Try it, it tastes good.”

Wang Manchun took a bite of the mutton skewers and asked without making any comment: "These little beggars used to wait on the opposite side. Why did they go to the oven to guard today?"

"Let them eat it warm."

"Is this a act of kindness?"

Wang Manchun is a little disdainful. There are no simple people who can gain a foothold in Shanghai. Especially since Wang Yan has become a tycoon, the process of rising to the top is not that easy. He has killed many people over the years.

She knew these beggars. After all, there were not so many coincidences. This group of beggars could pick up Wang Yan's leftovers every day. She had also investigated them. Later, she found out that Wang Yan was famous for his extravagance, and the competition for picking up leftovers was very fierce. This group of beggars fought for their positions, and it was Qi Si who led these beggars to victory.

They also launched an investigation around Qi Si. Later, they found that since Qi Si became Wang Yan's follower because of the previous wiretapping incident, he had lost his reputation among these beggars. Many guys looked down on Qi Si's behavior of turning his face and ignoring him. After repeated investigations, they finally confirmed that Qi Si really just accidentally discovered the abnormality, and then it was left unresolved.

Wang Yan shook his head: "I have done too many bad things. I should accumulate some good karma for myself. When I die and see the King of Hell, I will have something to say so that I won't be tortured. I am afraid of pain."

Wang Manchun sneered: "Coward, you are afraid of this and that when you are alive, and you are still afraid of this and that when you die. This is how your life will be."

"Don't say it. If this is really the case in my life, I would be happy."

"You are thinking about accumulating virtue and doing good deeds. Anyway, you are not short of money. Why not open an orphanage or a nursery and recruit these little beggars. Let them have a place to live and go to school. You also have a company. When they grow up, they will work for you. This is more meritorious than giving them some leftovers. You can also have the name of Wang the Great Good Man, how great."

Wang Manchun has long been accustomed to Wang Yan's lack of progress. Although she was helping to give advice, she was sarcastic with a narrow look in her eyes.

Wang Yan shook his head again and again: "That's too much money. What can I do with that money? Giving them some leftovers is good enough."

It's not that he doesn't want to open an orphanage, nor is it that he doesn't want to take care of those little beggars, but the money should be used in different places and find value. In the current environment, he is not allowed to open an orphanage. Because once an orphanage is opened and a group of children are gathered, if there is any accident, these children may die earlier.

And on the other hand, the cost of clothing, food, housing and transportation for these children is not small. He can save a hundred, even five hundred, a thousand children, but what's the use? Are there only a thousand little beggars wandering around Shanghai? Obviously not. And with such a large sum of money, get some weapons, ammunition, first aid medicines and so on to the front line, so that the soldiers can kill more enemies, recover after being injured, and continue to kill enemies as an experienced veteran. It is clear which is more important.

Just as he did in some peaceful modern world, charity has always been a principle of charity for children. The dying elderly have no value, and the growing children are hope. Now it is useless to rescue these children. The life and death of the frontline soldiers and the stability of the market in the Soviet area are the key.

He ignored Wang Manchun's mocking eyes and said shamelessly: "Doing good deeds is not for fame, but for peace of mind. What I have done now has made me feel at ease. There is no need to waste that money on these little guys. Besides, they can eat my leftovers every day, and they are not good people. I really don’t know what will happen in the future. Without my leftovers, they can’t die even if they have the ability. There is no need for me to pity them."

"You are so hypocritical."

"Just think of it as you praising me." Wang Yan laughed and took two skewers and put them in front of her: "These two are also pretty good, you try them."

The two of them talked and ate skewers. Most of the time, Wang Manchun was talking about nothing, and Wang Yan was responding with "ah".

After a while, Wang Manchun asked, "I heard someone saw you at Wusongkou Wharf. What were you doing?"

"I asked Egg to find some scientific magazines and journals. They arrived at the port today, so I went to get them back. I also went out to relax. The Japanese scared me before. Now I think about it and I am scared. I almost lost my life."

Because of the previous undercover incident, the Japanese had no right to search these British, French and American goods, so they could only watch them at the dock. Wang Yan rarely went to Wusongkou. This time, he not only went there, but also personally got a batch of goods and sent them back to Wang Mansion. The Japanese are more sensitive, so it is normal to ask about it.

This time, Wang Manchun did not laugh at him again, because she had laughed at him before, and although she was unwilling to admit it, she really liked Wang Yan to stay at home and be a cuckold. In the past month, she and Wang Yan basically saw each other every two days, and their relationship became much closer. She enjoyed it very much.

She frowned and asked, "Science magazines? I haven't heard that you have this hobby? Can you understand it?"

"To understand it, just recognize the words, but you don't have to understand it. The main thing is to see if there are any business opportunities in it. The Japanese are powerful now, and I think this concession will be lost sooner or later. I don't know what the Japanese will say by then, so it's better to prepare early. I plan to open a factory and produce some new things, so that I won't live off my capital in the future and have room for maneuver.

Even if I don't understand, there are several universities in Shanghai, and although many of them were scared away by the Japanese, there are still students. I don't understand, why don't I find them and ask them to explain it to me? Who dares not to come?"

"Prepare for a rainy day, good!" Wang Manchun smiled and said, "After you have seen it, when will you let me see it?"

"Isn't it necessary?" Wang Yan frowned and said, "I didn't join the Kuomintang, I didn't join the Red Party, and I didn't go against the Japanese. You didn't treat me as a person? Do you think I'm so easy to bully?"

"The Japanese think highly of you. Besides, you have performed well recently. You have provided a lot of valuable information before. They are quite satisfied with you. How could they target you like this? I want to see it myself. Why can't I learn advanced knowledge?"

"There are quite a lot. Wait until I go back to clean it up and see what it is. I will have someone send some to you. Just send it back to me after you finish reading it. I have to study it carefully to see if I can find any business opportunities. Okay, eat quickly. It's okay if you haven't seen you. Once you see you, you are a little distracted. You are dressed very charmingly today."

Wang Manchun looked at him with charming eyes, and stretched out her pink tongue to lick the seasoning sprinkled on the skewers on the corners of her mouth...

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