Genius Agent

Chapter 130 Not Understanding People's Hearts

"That's perfect. The Secret Service isn't any better. Let them fight amongst themselves."

Huang Chuanming immediately said, and Lao Meng looked at him, his expression turning serious: "You can't say that. Although the Special Service is also targeting us, they are also dealing with the Japanese at the same time. We should support any force that resists Japan."

The Red Party consistently advocated resistance against Japan and continued to do so in Northeast China.

Unfortunately, President Chiang was determined to target them, preferring to eliminate them first rather than unite against the Japanese.

The Japanese have wolfish ambitions; sooner or later they will target the whole of China.

This is a consensus among everyone. President Chang was not unaware of this, but he believed in the idea that "to repel external aggression, one must first pacify internal strife."

"Mr. Meng, it was the Secret Service that killed Biandan, and you're still speaking up for them?"

Huang Chuanming asked in surprise. A trace of sadness appeared on Mr. Meng's face. The death of Biandan really pained him. Moreover, it was Huang Chuanming who provided the intelligence that Biandan was killed by people from the Shanghai Station of the Special Service.

Doesn't Lao Meng want revenge for the carrying pole?

No, he really wants to, and he would do it if given the chance.

But first and foremost, he was a Party member, a veteran Party member, and he knew clearly what was most important at the moment and that he couldn't act impulsively.

"One thing at a time. The Japanese are foreigners. They want to occupy our land and enslave us. The most important thing now is to resist Japan."

Old Meng patiently explained that Huang Chuanming joined the Party late and didn't yet have such a high level of awareness. He wanted to slowly and step by step cultivate Huang Chuanming into a qualified Party member.

"Yes, Mr. Meng, I understand. No matter what, we are all Chinese. Brothers can fight, but we cannot be bullied by outsiders."

Before long, Huang Chuanming slowly nodded. Old Meng was very happy. Huang Chuanming was indeed smart and a good prospect.

"You're right, it's getting late, you should go home now."

Old Meng offered to see Huang Chuanming off, and said he would tell Huang Chuanming about the meeting later after he had figured out a proper way to do it.

"Mr. Meng, I'll be going now. Please take care."

Huang Chuanming got up; he had spent a little longer than usual at Lao Meng's place today.

Not long after Huang Chuanming left, the noodles returned home.

The pharmacy has been under renovation and tidying up recently, and he was worried about it, so he personally supervised everything. In the evenings, after the other workers left, he would do whatever he could to help.

Mr. Su trusted him and entrusted him with managing the pharmacy despite knowing nothing about it. He absolutely could not let Mr. Su down.

The pharmacy won't be open for another two weeks, but Su Yuncheng has already interviewed more than a dozen people.

We need to hire someone who understands medicine and can dispense it for customers.

But the most important thing is character. Don't hire someone with bad character; hiring such a person will only make things worse.

Su Yuncheng gave the noodles 300 silver dollars, mainly for the initial decoration work.

Since the noodle shop owner didn't know anything about medicine, Su Yuncheng decided to handle the recruitment and procurement himself.

Recruiting should be done first, so that when he's sourcing goods, he'll at least have someone knowledgeable helping him.

"Sir, you've arrived."

The next day, the pharmacy was being cleaned up when Noodles saw Su Yuncheng at the door and hurriedly ran over.

"Has everyone arrived?"

Su Yuncheng nodded. He had interviewed a group of people, more than a dozen, and kept one honest doctor.

However, he practices traditional Chinese medicine, so there must be a Western medicine doctor in the shop.

This time, Su Yuncheng is not only recruiting Chinese people, but also foreigners, provided that they truly understand various medicines.

If you don't take the medicine properly, it could be fatal; safety is not something to be taken lightly.

I only interviewed six people today, but four of them were foreigners.

"They're here, they're here, they're all waiting at the teahouse next door."

The pharmacy wasn't fully renovated and there was no reception area inside, so they had to wait for them in the teahouse.

"Take me there."

Noodles immediately walked ahead and led Su Yuncheng to a private room in the teahouse, where six people were sitting and drinking tea while waiting.

The six people had one thing in common: they were all very young, with the oldest looking to be only in his early thirties.

Pharmacies are not hospitals. They only need to understand pharmacology. Su Yuncheng did not intend to practice medicine in pharmacies. If he was really sick, he would still have to go to the hospital.

The pharmacy was just a preparation for him to stockpile medicines.

"This is our boss, Mr. Su."

The noodle shop owner introduced Su Yuncheng to them, and the six of them were quite surprised, not expecting Su Yuncheng to be so young.

How much salary can you offer me?

A blond-haired foreigner asked directly. These foreigners are just that direct. His Chinese wasn't very standard, but at least he could speak Chinese.

When recruiting, Su Yuncheng required that applicants must be able to speak Chinese.

Otherwise, what if Chinese people come to buy medicine and the Chinese don't understand? Are we going to provide them with a translator?

"That depends on your ability and how much profit you can bring me."

Su Yuncheng smiled and sat down. Noodles frowned. Why were these foreigners so clueless, asking how much money they were paid right away?

Not subtle at all.

"Don't worry, I can definitely give you enough profit."

Su Yuncheng's answer did not anger the foreigner; on the contrary, the foreigner seemed to take it for granted, as that's how it is in their country.

"Let me test you first."

Su Yuncheng wasn't a medical student, and he didn't know much about medicines. However, after deciding to open a pharmacy, he read a lot of books and gained some theoretical knowledge.

Su Yuncheng couldn't test their professional abilities, but he could tell who had real talent and who was just trying to fool them.

No one can fool him.

Su Yuncheng didn't ask many questions; he only asked each person three questions.

After asking the questions, they were told to go back and wait for further notice.

"Sir, how is it? Is there anyone who can stay?"

"Yes, keep two: Xiao Su and William."

Xiao Su is Chinese, 27 years old, and studied pharmacology in Japan.

After returning to Shanghai, he got a job at a hospital run by foreigners, but was fired because he didn't get along with his foreign supervisor. The supervisor wouldn't let anyone else hire him, so Xiao Su ended up with nothing to do.

I saw their pharmacy's job posting and decided to give it a try.

William is an American, thirty-one years old, and the oldest of today's applicants.

He didn't go to college, but he has years of experience working in pharmacies in the United States.

Su Yuncheng valued this ability most; having work experience was far superior to not having it.

Both of them received a trial period salary of 20 yuan, and after the trial period, they received 25 yuan plus commission. They were quite satisfied with this salary.

In Shanghai, this salary isn't the highest, but it's not low either. After all, it's a pharmacy, not a hospital, and this salary is more than enough for them to support themselves.

"Then why didn't you just tell them that?"

The noodles were surprised. Su Yuncheng had already decided who to hire and could have simply told them to wait for the store to be renovated before they could start working.

"There's no need. Saying it directly will offend the other four people."

Su Yuncheng shook his head and said directly that it was indeed possible, but the four people who were not selected would definitely be dissatisfied and might even be hostile to him.

It's foolish to offend someone over something so trivial.

Su Yuncheng would never do that.

The noodles were too naive; they didn't understand the wickedness of people's hearts or the intricacies of the situation, which is why they asked such a question.