Chen Han Wen lay on the reclining chair pretending to sleep. A woman in military uniform walked into the room. Seeing Chen Han Wen resting on the reclining chair, she couldn’t help but sneer. Then she picked up a blanket and walked over, wanting to cover him with it. However, Chen Han Wen grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms.
“Ah?”
The woman was startled. She wanted to resist but saw Chen Han Wen’s eyes looking at her with a hint of a smile. She struggled to break free from his embrace but couldn’t. She could only blush and angrily say to Chen Han Wen, “Let go of me.”
“No.”
Chen Han Wen looked at her with a playful smile and said, “The most beautiful peach in the Zhongtong is here at my house. Isn’t this like a sheep falling into a tiger’s mouth? I haven’t had any meat for a long time, how could I let go?”
This woman was none other than Lin Tao, a Zhongtong agent, codename ‘Razor.’
In early 1945, Chen Li Fu of the Zhongtong wanted to use a beauty trick to lure Chen Han Wen to the Zhongtong.
But he ended up losing both the lady and the soldier. Not only did the plan fail, but the person was also eaten by Chen Han Wen.
What infuriated Chen Li Fu the most was that he had to pay Chen Han Wen’s woman’s salary, and every day he had to let Lin Tao access the Zhongtong’s confidential information. However, he dared not touch Lin Tao in the slightest.
He was already very embarrassed for being beaten up and having his leg broken by Chen Han Wen. If he were to target Chen Han Wen’s woman again, what if Chen Han Wen flew into a rage again? How would Chen Li Fu be able to establish himself in the Kuomintang?
“Ugh! You’re not a good boy!”
…
After a night of passion, Lin Tao lay next to Chen Han Wen, drawing circles on his chest, and said with a playful pout, “Can you stop doing such dangerous things in the future? Didn’t you promise me you wouldn’t get involved in these things? Why did you go to Shanghai? You didn’t even tell me. Do you know how worried I’ve been these days?”
Chen Han Wen squeezed her delicate hand, laughing and said, “I felt it, isn’t it all water?”
“Go to hell!”
Lin Tao was so angry that she got up and started biting. Soon, they were fighting again.
“…Chen Han Wen, you’re a donkey! A stupid… donkey!”
Chen Han Wen didn’t care. After everything was over, he said to Lin Tao, “You rest for a while, Lao Mao is inviting me to dinner tonight. Let’s go together.”
“Oh.”
Lin Tao obediently lay down and rested, not caring at all that this was a gathering of the Military Unification Commission (Juntong).
Besides, even if she went, what could happen?
Could anyone in the Zhongtong possibly mind?
…
In the evening, Mao Ren Feng arrived as promised. Naturally, he was accompanied by Xiang Ying Xin, the most beautiful woman in the Juntong.
Xiang Ying Xin was the most beautiful woman in the Juntong, but she was married to Mao Ren Feng. However, no one in the Juntong envied him. Instead, they secretly laughed at Mao Ren Feng for being a ‘turtle.’
Everyone in the Juntong knew that Xiang Ying Xin was Dai Li’s mistress outside. Mao Ren Feng was just a successor.
Mao Ren Feng knew this, but he didn’t care. Chen Han Wen knew Mao Ren Feng’s character. He could endure what others couldn’t. It was because of his endurance that he became the acting director of the Juntong after Dai Li died and was highly regarded by Chiang Kai-shek.
The four of them found a Western restaurant to eat. After drinking enough, Xiang Ying Xin invited Lin Tao to dance. However, Mao Ren Feng got up and sat next to Chen Han Wen, took out a piece of paper and a pen from his pocket, and spread them out in front of Chen Han Wen. “Ming Cheng, help your elder brother get a pass. You’ve been away from home for the past few days, and my subordinates are about to starve.”
Chen Han Wen took the funding application form and glanced at the amount on it. His eyebrows couldn’t help but rise. “Lao Mao, that’s enough to equip a whole regiment, isn’t it? You have such a big appetite. Be careful that Boss Dai skins you.”
Hearing this, Mao Ren Feng lowered his voice and said to Chen Han Wen, “Little brother, you don’t know how difficult my job is. When I try to win over those Communist Party members, they have a big appetite, and this might not even be enough.”
Chen Han Wen didn’t care about the amount of money, but reminded Mao Ren Feng, “Be careful that you lose both the woman and the soldier. The Communist Party is very cunning. Be careful that they take your money and don’t do anything for you.”
“Of course.”
When it came to winning over Communist Party members, Mao Ren Feng seemed very proud. “I’ve been doing this work for so many years. How could I not know what kind of people they are? Don’t worry, little brother. How can the fisherman let the fish that has taken the bait play around?”
With that, Chen Han Wen and Mao Ren Feng exchanged a knowing smile. Mao Ren Feng chuckled and said, “Ming Cheng, don’t worry. You’ll get your share later. I know you don’t lack money, but I can’t take all the benefits, can I? Didn’t you give your little car to Lin Tao? I’ll get you a new one, a Cadillac L, the one the American president drives. How about that?”
Cadillac L?
Wasn’t this the car that Xu Zhong Yi gave to his teacher Li Wei Gong?
It turned out that Mao Ren Feng was quite skilled. He could actually get this car.
Chen Han Wen’s heart skipped a beat. “Where did you get the car? From the South or Shanghai?”
The South refers to Myanmar. That’s also where the Kuomintang received foreign aid. As for Shanghai… it was under the Japanese blockade. However, the Juntong was resourceful, and besides, the Japanese were now negotiating with the Kuomintang. If they really wanted to smuggle something in, it wouldn’t be impossible.
Mao Ren Feng explained, “It came from Shanghai. But to tell you the truth, I owe it to you, Han Wen, that I was able to get this car.”
“Oh?”
Chen Han Wen was a little curious and asked, “What does it have to do with me?”
Mao Ren Feng continued, “You caused such a big commotion in Shanghai that the Japanese were terrified. They hurriedly sent someone to find our Chairman. Taking advantage of the situation, our Chief made them send the detained cargo ship over. Your car was on the ship.”
“Okay, fine.”
Chen Han Wen didn’t care about a car, but since his old Studebaker had been given to Lin Tao, he didn’t have a car to use.
Now that Mao Ren Feng had sent him one, it would be perfect for him to use as a means of transportation.
The Studebaker car that Chen Han Wen used to drive was a gift from Chen Naideng, the commander of the Sino-American Combined Air Force in the China Theater. When Chen Naideng first came to China, he contracted malaria. Fortunately, Chen Han Wen invented penicillin, which saved Chen Naideng’s life. Otherwise, Chen Naideng would have gone to meet God long ago.
Looking at the form handed to him by Mao Ren Feng, Chen Han Wen picked up the pen and waved it across the paper. The three characters ‘Chen Han Wen’ appeared on the form. At the same time, he said to Mao Ren Feng, “Get me a bulletproof one later. The Japanese would love to skin me alive. Now that they’re about to lose, what if they jump in a panic and seek revenge on me?”
“Okay, I’ll keep an eye on it for you, little brother.”
Mao Ren Feng took the form that Chen Han Wen had approved, chuckled, and said, “I’d say that the handwriting in our Juntong is the best of yours, little brother, especially those three characters ‘Chen Han Wen.’ They’re like dragons and phoenixes soaring in the air. If I could have half your skill, I would be satisfied.”
“Cut it out.”
Chen Han Wen laughed back and raised his glass. “Cheers, thank you, boss Mao, for the Cadillac.”
“What are you talking about?”
Mao Ren Feng’s face became serious. He drew a hook in the air with his hand. “It’s L, Cadillac L.”
“Right, right, L, it’s L.”
Xiang Ying Xin and Lin Tao were dancing, but her gaze remained fixed on Chen Han Wen. If Lin Tao wasn’t there tonight, she would have definitely invited Chen Han Wen to dance with her.
Who didn’t know that Chen Han Wen was the best dancer in the Juntong?
Moreover, Chen Han Wen was the most handsome man in the Juntong. Xiang Ying Xin would have been willing to have a more intimate relationship with him, even without considering whether Mao Ren Feng was present.
Thinking about Chen Han Wen, Xiang Ying Xin couldn’t help but feel disappointed.
She felt that with her bad reputation, she wasn’t worthy of Chen Han Wen.