Code Name: Flame

Chapter 73
Not to mention that Yamabori Takahiko was in a turmoil, Chen Jia, who was watching from the side, saw that Yamabori Takahiko's eyes were a little distracted, and knew that his strategy of pulling the tiger's skin to pull the banner was effective. After thinking about it, he said: "We have to buy a large amount of steel from the United States every year, but it is all scrap iron and steel. We have to re-smelt it to make so many warships. If I can get in touch with the largest chaebol in the United States, I can use them to influence the United States. Or, open up some finished steel products, Yamabori-kun, imagine how many warships the navy can make?"

"Hey, that's true." Yamabori Takahiko's heart became even more disobedient.If the news of spying on the manager of the Nelson Transportation Company spreads and affects the relationship between the United States and Japan, the consequences are not something that a little lieutenant like him can bear.

While feeling uneasy, he saw Honda Suke walking into the cafe in plain clothes and looking around, so he quickly extended his hand to say hello.

Hondasuke saw Fujiwara Yasushi and Yamabori Takahiko in the corner, walked over with a smile and said, "You two guys, when did you like drinking coffee?"

Chen Jia got up and dragged him to sit down, then asked the waiter to bring him a cup of coffee, and then said sarcastically, "You are a diplomat in Japan, can't you even accept coffee?"

"Hahahaha, accept! I just prefer to drink tea. By the way, Fujiwara-kun, don't you want to see evidence? I brought my graduation photo."

Honda Suke took out a photo from his pocket and handed it to Chen Jia, and Takahiko Yamabori also came over to look at it together.

"This is me. At that time, I was short, and I was in the first row. Fujiwara-kun was in the last row, see?"

Following Honda Suke's fingers, he saw that in the middle of the last row, the immature version of Fujiwara Yasushi was standing there with a stern face.

"Yuxi, it turns out that Fujiwara-kun was this tall before!"

Yamabori Takahiko and Honda Suke are only a little over 1.6 meters tall, compared to Fujiwara Yasushi who is much taller.

"Is it possible not to be tall? Fujiwara-kun in our class has milk to drink every day, and it is difficult for us to eat enough. If the nutrition is not kept up during the development period, naturally we will not grow taller."

Chen Jia ignored the nonsense of the two of them, and after carefully looking at the photos, he was completely relieved.He looked exactly the same when he was a child, except for his hairstyle.

Seeing Chen Jia staring blankly at the photo, Honda Fusuke sympathized and comforted him: "Fujiwara-kun, I asked the doctor, your amnesia is caused by the impact on your brain, maybe there is blood stasis in it that presses the nerves, so it will be lost Part of the memory. However, in some cases, you may be able to remember it again if you hit it again."

"Baga, how can you make fun of Fujiwara-kun like that."

Chen Jia stopped Takahiko Yamabori, who was pretending to be furious, and said with a wry smile: "Honda-kun is right, if you hit him again, maybe your memory will be restored. But, Honda-kun, do you want me to die again?"

After finishing speaking, he picked up the menu on the table and hit Honda Suke across his face. Honda shrank back on the chair and covered his head with his hands and shouted: "I didn't say that, the doctor said it."

The two fought for a while, and didn't stop until the waiter brought coffee.

"Fujiwara-kun, was the car accident serious?"

Chen Jia stretched his head over, pointed at the scars on his eyes and cheeks with his fingers, "See? It's just a finger away from the temple, and I'll die just a little bit away. Fortunately, it's just a little disfigured, and my body is fine. Amnesia is also a problem. It's not a bad thing, at least my father thinks that I have forgotten the conflict with him and become a good son."

"Hahahahaha, uncle is really humorous."

Honda Suke knew Fujiwara Yasushi's father. He was born in Shanghai, and he was regarded as the second generation of Japanese immigrants in Shanghai.It's just that his family just opened a small restaurant to make ends meet.In the eyes of common people, Fujiwara Trading Co., Ltd. is a wealthy family, and they can only look up to them when they are young.

Honda Fu talked about some things about their childhood. For example, when Fujiwara Yasuke transferred to another school, he didn't understand Chinese, so he didn't even have the courage to go to Sima Road. It was Honda Fu who took him to travel all over Shanghai.He also talked about the first time they sneaked into the ballroom and saw those big white legs drooling.

In short, the friendship between him and Fujiwara Yasushi was established at that time.

The three chatted and laughed for a while, seeing that it was getting late, Yasushi Fujiwara got up and said, "Go, I'll take you to a good place today."

The two followed Chen Jia to the street behind the Peace Hotel, and found a modest Japanese restaurant.

"Fujiwara-kun, you are very rich now, so you invite us to dinner here?"

Chen Jia hugged Honda Suke who was chattering, "Go in and have a look, and remember in the future, don't look at the surface, but look at the essence. This restaurant looks inconspicuous, but this is the best Japanese restaurant in Shanghai."

"Don't lie to me, I have lived in Shanghai for almost 30 years, why don't I know?"

"There's a lot you don't know, right Yamabori-kun?"

Takahiko Yamabori, who was a little dazed, nodded quickly, "Hey, let's go in and take a look."

The three of them walked into the narrow hallway, took the elevator up to the fifth floor, and when they got out of the elevator door, they saw a few men in black standing at the door.

"I'm Yasushi Fujiwara, I have a reservation."

A big man in black immediately smiled when he heard the words: "President Fujiwara, please come in."

Opening the door and walking in, Honda Suke and Yamabori Takahiko couldn't help but gasped.

There is a huge space inside, and the decoration is all Japanese style, with trees and flowers, small bridges and flowing water, white smoke flickering, and a circle of Japanese-style private rooms inside.People are in it, as if they have entered a fairyland.

It was still early, and there were almost no customers inside except for the service staff.

The three of them followed the big man in black to a box. The decoration in the box was neat, a bit like a dining hall for ordinary Japanese families.

The three of them sat down respectively, Honda Fu waited for the big man in black to go out, and asked impatiently, "Fujiwara-kun, why haven't I heard of this store?"

Chen Jia smiled slightly, "This is the industry of the Black Dragon Club, and only a very small number of Japanese can come in to eat. All the ingredients are brought from the mainland by plane, and they are guaranteed to be fresh and authentic. Specialty is an expensive word."

Honda Suke and Yamabori Takahiko were dumbfounded, how expensive is this?
"General Hasegawa Kiyoshi, Uncle Okawachi, they are all regular customers here. They have tried their best to compete for the business of the troops stationed in Shanghai."

Honda Fu asked strangely: "Didn't the general entrust you with the business last night?"

"Hahahahaha, Mr. Honda, do you know how much it costs tens of thousands of troops to eat and drink for a day? Uncle can only entrust me with part of the business, and other large businesses are occupied by other businesses. "

Honda Fu was a little discouraged, "It's a pity that I'm just a small military officer and I can't help you."

"What nonsense, we are friends. Just help me if you need anything in the future. I can handle these business matters."

The waiter opened the door, interrupting the conversation between them, and the dishes and wine were brought up like water, which made Hondasuke and Yamabori Takahiko's saliva almost flow down.

"Fujiwara-kun, thank you, I can finally taste the taste of my hometown."

Hondasuke is fine, he has never been back to Japan since he was born, Takahiko Yamabori is different, he has been in Shanghai for several years, and has basically never eaten serious Japanese food, so excited that he almost swallowed his tongue at this moment.

While the three of Chen Jia were eating delicious food and drinking fine wine, Guo Shuyi and the other four had already been led by Guo Shuyi to the San Francisco ship.

The grand opening ceremony of the San Francisco became the top presence of all passenger ships in Shanghai.The route of San Francisco is mainly from Shanghai to Hong Kong, and it takes at least three days on the way. If there is high wind and rough waves, it needs to stop at the pier to avoid danger, so it usually takes three to five days.

Chen Jia proposed to set up entertainment facilities such as casinos, dance halls, theaters, boxing rings, and playgrounds on the ship, and hired American gunboats to escort them.The boat ticket is extremely expensive, and people who board the boat with the ticket basically eat, drink and have fun for free.

What's more, the ferry ticket is not something you can buy with money, but a membership system.Membership needs at least three stores as guarantees at the beginning, and the net worth must be at least [-] yuan.

Members are also divided into three classes. The highest gold-level members have exclusive cabins on the ship, which are only used by them or the people they designate.The number of gold members is very small, and only the top ten people in Shanghai Bund will have them.

So how much is the membership price? The starting price is 1 yuan, and the price of gold membership has never been announced.It is rumored that the starting price is 20, but no one knows the actual number.It is reported that someone paid [-] yuan, but still did not buy a gold member.

After the opening ceremony, members were sold out, and some people were even dissatisfied because they couldn't get the gold membership qualification. Who wouldn't want to become a gold member?It's not a question of money, but a question of circles.

(End of this chapter)