Chapter 282 The Master of Yingming Shenwu!

"Ha ha, Lao Yutou, is your business doing well? It's comparable to Lao Zhang's level in those years." With a soft smile, he was obviously very interested in this traditional teahouse business model.

"Oh, sir, do you still know Lao Zhang's head?" Lao Yu looked at the person with a straight look.

It's normal to say your name, but this mouth is your immediate boss, which is not what ordinary people can do. Lao Yutou thought in private, who would be the tall, powerful and handsome young man in front of him?

The door of the private room was pushed away by the clerk holding the tea cup, and the old man personally served fragrant tea to the people. He had already had an understanding. Now the young man who came to connect with him, I'm afraid that the status in the organization is not low.

"Old head, don't think nonsense, I'm Chen Jiaju..." He sat firmly in the chair and came straight to the point.

"Oh, good name... Oh, Chen... Chen Jiaju..." Lao Yu just sat in the chair with his hands trembling. Isn't this his own big boss!

Lao Yu stood up with a sw of excitement in his eyes, and whispered excitedly, "The leader! Unexpectedly, it was the leader who came in person!"

Chen Jiaju looked at this guy who seemed to be much older than himself. Is there such a name?

"Well, old man, you are also the old man of our intelligence office. How can you do this? Didn't it break your face to let people outside see you? Chen Jiaju grabbed Lao Yutou's arm for fear that an old man would sit on the ground if he failed.

"Cough, chief, I'm really happy. I didn't expect you to come to visit me in person. It's really... I never dreamed of it!" The old man was obviously a little flattered.

"Well, let's get back to the story!" After calming down, Chen Jiaju's tone was slightly formal.

"Yes!" The old man finally calmed down and was ready to deal with the exquisiteness of the young leader he had long admired.

Chen Jiaju looked at the old head with admiration and laughed in his heart. He asked quietly, "Do you know what happened on West Street in the morning?"

Lao Yu nodded and said in a low voice, "The matter has been clearly inquired. The troublester is Charles de Gaulle, a Frenchman, 36 years old. I heard that he has been with an Englishman in Singapore. After the British returned to England in an accident last year, he went to Sandagon to hang out. Now because he is a foreigner, he soon turned to the Tiger Gang with British people as his backer.

"Oh, so, are the British people really playing tricks behind the matter?" Chen Jiaju frowned slightly. At this time, it was not what he wanted to see to have a bad relationship with the British.

"The leader... I think it's not that simple!" The old man hesitated for a moment.

Seeing Chen Jiaju's encouraging eyes, Lao Yutou still said his opinion: "The British power here in Sandakan is actually not very strong. Besides, most of them are only interested in this business, and they don't care about the fight between the local Chinese. It is possible to say that they are provocative behind the scenes, but it is unlikely that they will directly target us to make trouble.

"In addition, according to my intelligence, the recent business of the Tiger Gang seems to be connected with the Japanese. I judge that what happened today may have nothing to do with the Japanese." Lao Yu's tone became firm. In the face of his leader, he still wanted to show a hand.

Chen Jiaju raised his eyebrows gently, cheered up a little, and asked, "Have you figured out the situation of the Japanese in Sandakan? Are there many Japanese here?

Lao Yu nodded and said, "Shandakan's foreign trade is still good. There are also some Japanese businessmen here, but not many. As for the Japanese who have settled here, there are fewer, no more than ten.

Chen Jiaju did not answer directly. He was analyzing and considering the next step.

It seems that the influence of Zhongyitang is still very weak. It's time to strengthen the power here, otherwise it will be hit by others, and it's really funny if you can't figure out who the other party is.

"Very good, your work here is well carried out, and it is not easy to know the situation here in just half a year. I hope you will continue to work hard and strive to make more contributions to the organization. Chen Jiaju encouraged the old man. Anyway, such achievements show that they have made a lot of efforts, so they need to encourage more.

The old man's face turned red, and his hands kept rubbing. Chen Jiaju's encouragement made him very excited.

"Where is the Tiger Gang? Chen Jiaju asked gently.

The old man was shocked and unconsciously asked, "Cui Shou, you...you are..."

"I want to find out the specific cause of the matter, but I don't have the patience to check it slowly. This Tiger Gang may be the core of the problem! If you get it done, everything will come to light. What do you think, old man?" Chen Jiaju sips the fragrant tea gently and said slowly.

Lao Yutou's admiration for the leader in his heart is simply unspeakable. He raised his thumbs up at Chen Jiaju in his heart and secretly praised, this is the wise and martial leader in our mind!

Coming out of Yunwu Tea House, Chen Jiaju went straight to the bay outside the small city of Shandakan. Zhao Heqiang and others have rushed there first to explore and investigate where the future shipyard site should be built.

The forestry in Sandakan has developed very well. Carriages carrying thick red trees can be seen from the mountains everywhere. The logging industry has developed a lot here, which is also an industry where the majority of Chinese people can make a living.

In the distance, I can see the rippling bay. The golden black hanging high in the sky, the mountain forest breeze is blowing gently on the ground, and the dense forest is the treetops fluctuating with each other in the breeze. That kind of spectacular scene is really shocking.

Chen Jiaju's footsteps are slowly slowing down. Isn't it a big waste not to enjoy such a beautiful scenery?

Son of a moment, Chen Jiaju stopped. Not far ahead, a carriage full of mahogany came face to face. The tonnage of the carriage is not light. The dirt road soaked in rain every day is obviously a little uny. The horses that are trying to move forward slip, and the whole vehicle stops diagonally on the roadside.

Chen Jiaju stood three or five meters away from the carriage. He put his hands in his pockets and looked at the carriage in trouble, with a little mysterious arc hanging at the corners of his mouth.

Driving the handlebars of the carriage pulled and pulled at the sweaty horses. The poor old horse tried his best, and finally stopped weakly, shaking off the sweat and rain on his body and gasping for breath.