The Great War Erupts

"I heard Wang Tianfeng had been transferred away, and Chen Gongshu—the one who assassinated Wang Zhaoming in Hanoi—has been transferred here. Will you be working under Chen Gongshu from now on?"

It was the third day after the reception. Wang Yan asked Yu Manli, who was sitting across from him and eating.

"Your information network is that well connected? You even know about personnel transfers within the Military Statistics Bureau?"

Wang Yan shook his head with a laugh. "Ever since Wang Tianfeng sent you to my bed, you've been useless. Other than serving as a messenger between me and the Military Statistics Bureau, all you do is handle my workers' children's schools, spend the money I give you enjoying the splendor of the Shanghai Bund, attend study societies, and engage in so-called progressive activities. Can you still shoot? Is your aim still true? Can you still fight? Can you kill with one shot? I told you not to let Shanghai Bund's glamour blind you. You didn't listen. You don't even know how to think anymore.

"You've met Mao Qiwu. The two of us have a fairly decent personal friendship. I also have some ties with Zheng Jiemin. Those are your Military Statistics Bureau's upper-level leaders. Tian Biao, who used to work under Wang Tianfeng and was responsible for contacting me, was promoted to major for the joint prison-break operation with the Red Party and the assassination of Zhang Xiaolin. He was transferred back to Chongqing headquarters to work logistics in the Second Division. That counts as middle management.

"Most importantly, some of the Military Statistics Bureau's operations on the Shanghai Bund require the Green Gang's cooperation. I may be a mascot in name, but that doesn't mean I'll let Dai Yunong and Du Yong push me around. Earlier, because of