At six o'clock in the evening, Chen Han brought Liu Yiming to a restaurant with him.

The restaurant is very grand, a 50% building with an area of ​​500 square meters.

In front of the restaurant, a middle-aged man was walking around constantly, looking around from time to time, with a look of anxiety on his face.

It was not until Chen Han and the two men appeared that the middle-aged man smiled and immediately took two steps, saying with a smile: "Mr. Chen, you are on time. I thought you were not here!"

"Since the appointment has been made, how can I not come? Besides, I still ask you for help!"

Chen Han responded with a smile, showing a warm look, but the smile was not enough to reach the bottom of his eyes. He knew that he was polite on the surface and was not familiar with each other before.

The middle-aged man was not surprised by Chen Han's expression, but said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, Boss Qu is waiting in the private room. Come with me!"

After saying this, the middle-aged man took another step forward, took Chen Han's hand, and walked into the restaurant.

Chen Han did not refuse, and after he said politely, he followed the middle-aged man into the restaurant.

Seeing this, Liu Yiming, who was standing beside him, narrowed his eyes, then made a secret gesture, and followed the two of them upstairs.

The three of them went straight to the fifth floor, passed a corridor, and came outside a private room.

There were six men in black standing at the door of the box. Each of them looked serious and their waists were bulging. You could tell at a glance that they were carrying the guys.

At this time, the middle-aged man said, "Mr. Chen, Boss Qu is waiting inside, please come in."

After saying this, the middle-aged man took a few steps forward, then pushed open the door of the private room, and made a gesture of asking for help.

Chen Han was not polite, and walked into the private room with a swagger. Liu Yiming behind him immediately followed, not caring about the six men in black at the door at all.

The six men in black at the door had no intention of stopping them. When the three of them entered the private room, they closed the private room door and continued to stand guard at the door.

There were three people in the private room, an old man in his fifties, sitting in the main seat behind the table, and he was a little bit elegant.

Behind the old man, two middle-aged men, both wearing black clothes, knew they were the old man's bodyguard just by looking at his outfit.

"Boss Qu, this is Mr. Chen."

As soon as he walked into the private room, the middle-aged man spoke first, introduced Chen Han to the old man, and then said to Chen Han: "Mr. Chen, this is Boss Qu, he is famous in Tianjin."

"Hello, Boss Qu."

After the middle-aged man finished his introduction, Chen Han hugged his fists and showed his appearance as a gangster.

"I dare not take it, Mr. Chen, please sit down!"

The old man responded calmly, but his tone was arrogant and his expression was faint. Facing Chen Han's greetings, he was not at all polite. He sat steadily on the chair without even the intention of standing up.

Looking at the old man's attitude, Chen Han narrowed his eyes and thought that he was about to start a contest now.

However, Chen Han didn't say anything, but sat opposite the old man and lit a cigarette, which was so powerful that it didn't fall into the old man's slightest.

Seeing Chen Han performing like this, the old man was a little surprised. He was silent for a while before he asked, "Mr. Chen is so polite. I don't know where he is?"

When asked again, the old man's face was very serious, and his tone was also filled with a hint of oppression, showing a very strong look.

"Mr. Chen is just an ordinary businessman and doesn't know what to be polite."

Chen Han responded with a smile, then changed the subject and said, "Boss Qu, I am an impatient person and a straightforward person. Let's not talk about anything else, let's just get to the point."

After saying this, Chen Han took a heavy breath of cigarette, then spit out a cigarette ring, showing a very enjoyable look.

Looking at Chen Han's performance, the old man frowned, and a little doubt appeared in his eyes. Then he said, "Mr. Chen's meaning, I understand, but Western medicine is now strictly controlled, and you want such a large amount, so I want to know, what do you want so many Western medicines to do?"

After saying this, the old man looked at Chen Han with a little scrutiny and a little danger.

"Haha, this is not a matter of concern to Boss Qu. Everyone understands the rules on the road. When the transaction is made, we will clear the money and no one will contact each other in the future."

Chen Han's tone was very calm, and his face looked like an ancient well was unpredictable. Although he was smiling, it made people very afraid.

"The rule is this rule, but the Japanese have strict control over Western medicine. Now a large number of traitors have been infiltrated into the concession and have been staring at us. If I don't know where this batch of medicine is going, I dare not sell it to you easily, so as not to cause trouble and let the Japanese come to you."

The old man looked very cautious and sincere, but his attitude was very firm, as if he had broken the casserole and asked to the end.

"Boss Qu is so careful!"

Chen Han responded immediately, but he thought disdainfully that someone with some power, who doesn’t know what kind of guy you, Qu Zhongtian, is, and dares to act in front of me.

The old man who deals with Chen Han is naturally Qu Zhongtian, and the middle-aged man is the spokesperson of this traitor on the black market.

Since Chen Han and Zhang Hao parted this morning, they have read Qu Zhongtian’s information in detail.

Qu Zhongtian was a foreign comprador in the late Qing Dynasty. During the Republic of China, he started import and export business by contacting foreigners.

Since the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, as the situation in the Republic of China became worse and worse, he hooked up with Wang Jiahe and started a business of smuggling materials in the black market in the concession.

However, Qu Zhongtian was doing smuggling business on the surface, but in fact, he sold all the buyers to the Black Clothing Club, resulting in the fact that everyone who had done business with him was in vain in the end.

Although Qu Zhongtian is very cautious and Wang Jiahe is secretive in his work, the black market is so big. If you do too many such things, you can naturally hide it from those who are interested, let alone the omnipresent Military Intelligence Network.

So Li Yunsheng chose him and handed over the information about this person to Chen Han.

Chen Han is not a simple person. After reading the information, he immediately went to the black market and contacted Qu Zhongtian's spokesperson. Then he agreed to meet tonight.

The information of the Military Control Commission is very detailed, and it is particularly worthy of Qu Zhongtian's cautious personality. So after meeting, Chen Han has always been very strong just to make this old guy afraid of it.

But now Qu Zhongtian has been asking questions. Chen Han has a ulterior motive, so he made up a reason casually and said with a smile: "Boss Qu, I am just a businessman. I don't do too dangerous things. I want to buy a batch of medicines, and it is also for my home use. There will be no trouble, so you don't have to worry."

It's not yet time to show off your feet, so Chen Han didn't mean to be anxious at all, so he patiently talked nonsense to Qu Zhongtian.

When Qu Zhongtian heard this, he felt a sarcastic expression and said, "I want to buy so many medicines, but I say it's for my own home use. Mr. Chen is too capable of fooling me!"

After a pause, he continued, "For use at home, is your home in the southwest!"

After saying this, Qu Zhongtian showed a cautious look, looking at Chen Han's gaze with a hint of scrutiny.
Chapter completed!