It's all sugar.
Check a bag, it's white sugar.
Check another bag, it’s also white sugar...
The entire warehouse is packed to the brim. It's all white sugar.
Very white.
Very sweet.
The purity is very high. Probably foreign goods. Or it's made in Japan.
In fact, sugar is very valuable.
In times of war, sugar was a genuine strategic material. It is necessary to limit the supply. Ordinary people can't buy it at all.
However……
Zhang Yong can’t use it! It can't be changed hands either.
Where can he carry so much sugar? Where to find buyers? how to trade?
well……
Another wasted work.
I thought there were so many treasures in No. 49, Shihu Street...
Down-hearted.
dejected.
Others were very happy.
How to trade sugar is Zhang Yong's business.
They only know that so much sugar is very valuable. Probably worth tens of thousands of dollars.
At that time, the price of sugar was still relatively expensive. Because domestic sugar production is very low. There seemed to be only one or two sugar factories in Songhu. How high can the output be?
On the contrary, as an industrial country, the Japanese invaders had relatively high sugar production.
"Four hundred tons."
"How many?"
"A total of four hundred tons of sugar."
"ah……"
Zhang Yong clicked his tongue.
Four hundred tons! so many!
This Takashi Takeshita is really a big business!
White sugar is actually calculated in tons. What a generous act. rare.
Among the people, sugar is a luxury product. expensive. An ocean can probably buy about ten kilograms.
Maybe not even.
In other words, for a ton of sugar, the price is at least two hundred oceans.
Four hundred tons, that’s 80,000 oceans.
Good guy...
If it can be realized...
The question is, how to monetize it?
Is it sold to the defenders?
I wonder if they dare to eat it?
Looking outside the warehouse.
It was empty, not a soul in sight.
There are no red dots within the map monitoring range. There aren't even a few white spots.
Alas, forget it.
This time, God will not feed me.
There’s definitely no buyer coming to the door just right.
You still have to figure it out yourself...
"Shaolong, there's a phone here." Yu Lexing came over. He handed Zhang Yong a note.
Zhang Yong took it.
Just a note. Not a business card.
There's no name on it either. Just a phone number.
Simple.
Whose phone number? Zhang Yong was secretly puzzled.
Is there just one phone number for the entire warehouse?
It should not be familiar to the guardians. If it is familiar. No need to record it separately.
If it is an irrelevant number, there is no need to record it.
In other words, it is this number that should be more important. But it’s not one of our own.
So, let’s take a look?
"There's a phone in the office."
"oh?"
Zhang Yong was a little surprised.
Enter the warehouse office. Found out there really was a phone call.
It seems that this warehouse is not a one-time use. It should be used for a long time. otherwise. It is impossible to install a phone. These days, telephones are also a luxury item.
Pick up the phone.
According to the note, dial the numbers one by one.
And wait...
"Dudu..."
"Dudu..."
It keeps getting a busy signal there.
But Zhang Yong was very patient.
There is no other way, I have to find the right amount of money! What if there is a buyer on the other end?
Haha, I think too much...
With just a phone number, how could he be the buyer?
"Hello?"
Finally, someone answered the phone.
is a man. The voice was hoarse. Seems very old.
"No. 49, Shihu Street." Zhang Yong announced his home address.
He didn't know who the other party was.
But you can’t let the other party hang up the phone. We can only take the initiative.
"wait!"
The other party immediately covered the microphone.
Then the microphone remained silent.
Zhang Yong looked around. In fact, I was a little worried inside.
What if the call was made incorrectly and the Japanese discovered that their warehouse had been occupied?
That much sugar cannot be moved away. It can only be destroyed.
How to destroy it? Burning?
I guess the sugar won't burn. Not that much gas either.
Only explosives can be used.
Crush all the sugar. Mixed with dirt.
The problem is, he doesn’t have that much explosives!
For a moment, it was actually difficult.
It feels like a lot of work is not in place.
Lesson learned.
If you encounter such a scene again in the future, you must first prepare explosives.
If you don't get it, destroy it.
They must not be allowed to continue to fall into the hands of the Japanese invaders.
Nor can it be distributed to the common people. Why? Because the Japanese invaders became angry and massacred the people who got the sugar.
That is tantamount to harming the common people.
"Hello..." Finally, the voice came from the microphone again.
This time it was a man who spoke more softly. But it feels like you don’t speak Chinese very well?
I can't help but think wildly. Could it be that the person who answered the phone was Japanese?
"I am No. 49, Shihu Street."
"We won't raise the price anymore. If we raise the price again, we won't make any profit. You can sell it to others."
"Okay. You tell me. Fixed price. How much."
"Eighty-three thousand."
"Okay. Eighty-three thousand. Consider us friends."
"good!"
The other party is neither happy nor sad.
It seems that the other party is not very happy with the price.
Zhang Yong:......
Damn it, four hundred tons of sugar sold to you for eighty-three thousand oceans, are you still not happy?
etc……
It is necessary to explain in advance.
But never use Japanese yen or other worthless banknotes to top up your account.
"I'm talking about eighty-three thousand oceans."
"Know."
The other person still spoke in a neither happy nor sad tone.
Zhang Yong felt that he had said it in vain. But I didn't care. Anyway, just make sure it’s the ocean.
I originally wanted to remind myself that I didn’t want banknotes from Baoshang Bank. Later it was retracted.
In North China, if you don’t want banknotes from Baoshang Bank, what do you want?
That does not mean telling the Japanese that I am not on your side. Wouldn’t that expose the secret?
There is no other way but to process it slowly after getting the banknote.
Just think of it as making money and buying a house here.
North China makes money, North China spends money...
"Come and take him away immediately." Zhang Yong said again.
"No." The other party replied.
"Why?"
"We're not ready yet."
"Then you pay me first. Otherwise, I'll sell it to someone else."
"Can."
"ASAP 1"
Zhang Yong was anxious to get money.
Without money, I feel unsafe. Not practical.
That much sugar is not his if it is not converted into money. The Japanese may take it back at any time.
"We're leaving now."
"good!"
Zhang Yong was relieved.
As long as the other party sends money. That's no problem.
Put down the mic.
"How is it?" Yu Lexing asked curiously.
"I'm the buyer. I'll pay you later. But I won't take delivery of the goods." Zhang Yong explained simply.
No specific price was stated. Wait until you get the banknote.
As long as the money is not obtained, there may be variables in the transaction. If not, both people and money will be wasted.
"Arrange it. Get ready to trade."
"good!"
"Tell everyone to pay attention to safety."
"clear!"
Yu Le woke up and made arrangements.
Zhang Yong's meaning is very clear, that is, he is worried about being cheated.
What if the buyer doesn't pay and wants to take away the sugar. what to do? The only option was to use the gun. Fortunately, there were many of them and many guns.
If you want to grab it head-on, the other party will need at least two to three hundred people. Also have to be equipped with heavy weapons.
Otherwise, Zhang Yong has nothing to fear.
Wait patiently……
20 minutes……
40 minutes……
The map hasn't moved yet.
frown.
Could it be that he was let off the plane?
Or is the buyer planning something and really wants to take advantage of the situation?
Secretly increase your vigilance.
finally……
The edge of the map prompts that there is a small red dot entering.
not one. It's two.
Is it a buyer?
uncertain.
It could also be a passing Japanese.
Or maybe he was sent by Takeshita Takashi. Maybe Takeshita Takashi would send someone to inspect it from time to time?
Quietly gesturing backward. At the same time, he said: "The Japanese invaders are coming!"
"Fuck him!" Cao Mengqi blurted out.
Zhang Yong:......
This lair.
It’s really high-spirited and high-spirited.
Hearing the word "Japanese invaders" makes me want to fight.
This guy was not very willing to work in the Fuxing Society Secret Service. He only wants to go to the battlefield and lead troops to fight.
It's a pity that there has never been such an opportunity.
The previous battle with the Japanese military police made his blood boil. I feel that this life is not in vain. The idea of leading troops to fight became even stronger. When I heard that Japanese invaders were coming, my first reaction was to kill, kill, kill...
No matter who he is, as long as he is a Japanese invader. All shot to death. Then cover up all the way...
"How many are here?"
"Two...four...six!"
Zhang Yong continued to revise.
It seems that the Japanese invaders came by car. Two people per car. There were three cars and six people in total.
In addition to the Japanese, there were two Chinese in each car.
Just as he was about to speak, a fourth car appeared behind him. There were only three Chinese people on it. Two in the front row. One is in the back row.
Is this the boss?
Zhang Yong judged silently.
seems like it. The boss seems to sit alone in the back row.
It seems that this boss is Chinese. There are six Japanese serving as servants. Obviously not an ordinary person!
There is no doubt that he is a true traitor. I just don’t know which one it is?
"superior!"
"superior!"
Cao Mengqi is in charge of combat deployment.
Lay an ambush on the wall. Always ready to fight.
"Don't shoot!"
"Obey my orders!"
Zhang Yong reminded them.
These Japanese invaders should not be here to cause trouble.
It should be for trading.
They drove right over without monitoring from a distance.
If the other party was trying to attack the warehouse, they would never drive over in such a arrogant manner. Isn't this a suicide?
It seems that this deal is very promising. You should be able to get the money.
After getting the money, find a way to get it back again. Repeatedly. Chickens lay eggs, eggs lay chickens, and there are endless descendants...
Arrange for people to clean up the traces of the murder just now. At the same time, open the warehouse door.
Zhang Yong himself was standing by the door. Waiting for the other party to arrive in a grand manner. Since it is a transaction. That is of course open for business.
Sure enough, four cars drove over slowly. Stop in front of the warehouse door.
Everyone in the three cars in front got out of the car. Be on alert nearby. Then the fourth car slowly came over.
Zhang Yong didn't speak either. Look at each other silently.
The fourth car parked. A man got out of the passenger seat. Open the rear door.
A rich middle-aged man got out of the car.
He wears glasses, a silk gown, and a square face. He doesn't look like a bad guy.
After he got out of the car, he kept holding a pocket watch in his hand. It seems that the pocket watch is used as a toy?
Zhang Yong looked at each other silently. Still didn't speak.
Don't know what to say.
It feels like anything you say may reveal your secret. Just say nothing.
As a result, the rich middle-aged man said nothing. Just look around. Look at the high walls again.
After a while, his eyes finally fell on Zhang Yong.
Zhang Yong still didn't speak. Focus on calmness.
Maybe too stable? fine. There were only a dozen people on the other side. He was sure of getting it all done.
silence.
Neither side seemed willing to talk.
It seems that neither party is very happy with this transaction. But they had to trade.
At this time, a man in a long gown came forward. He handed a briefcase to Zhang Yong. Zhang Yong took it. Open. There are banknotes inside. very familiar. Sure enough, it was from Guoshang Bank.
They are all banknotes with a face value of 100 silver dollars. 100 sheets per stack. There are eight stacks in total. There is also a thin stack.
Rough estimate. That's right. Eighty-three thousand.
Put the briefcase away. Nod.
Since the other party didn't speak, he certainly didn't speak either. Whoever speaks first loses.
silence.
finally……
"Tomorrow, we'll move it!" said the man who handed over the briefcase.
Zhang Yong still nodded. The main character is arrogance.
Do you think that when you speak, I speak?
Humph, you think 83,000 is too expensive, and I also think I lost money on the sale.
It's a win-win for others, both buyers and sellers are satisfied. However, now both sides feel that they are at a loss. Not happy.
The rich man got in the car.
Suddenly he threw his pocket watch on the ground.
Zhang Yong's eyes moved.
Huh?
It seems to be made of gold?
Gold pocket watch?
Wow, it seems very expensive...
threw?
Give me?
Subconsciously, he wanted to rush out and pick up the gold pocket watch. Later I held back.
Mud, the other party is not well-intentioned. I want to see his jokes. If he really went over to pick up the gold pocket watch, he would definitely be laughed at by the other party. So, he just endured it and didn't move.
The corners of the mouth are slightly raised. Showing a trace of sneer.
Don't take it back either.
Things thrown out, water thrown out.
If you take it back, you will be embarrassed.
Rich man:...
hateful!
That guy didn't move!
That's a gold pocket watch! Made to order in Switzerland. It’s worth thousands of oceans!
Originally, I wanted the other party to make a fool of myself. Thinking that the other party will not be able to bear the temptation. Unexpectedly, the other party didn't move. In this way, he was in trouble.
Do you want to go down and pick it up yourself?
Shameful...
However, if you don’t pick it up, you will feel heartbroken.
That’s thousands of oceans!
No matter how rich you are, no one will not put thousands of oceans in their eyes!
Grit your teeth. I want to get out of the car and pick up the gold pocket watch.
Suddenly, I felt a hot and disdainful look next to me. So he held back forcefully.
Forget it, don't pick it up. Don't be laughed at for a while.
I originally wanted to laugh at others, but ended up being laughed at by others. How embarrassing.
He waved his hands angrily. Ordered to drive.
The convoy drives away.
Zhang Yong continued to stand still. Only the corner of his eye was staring at the gold pocket watch.
Finally, the person left.
Zhang Yong handed the briefcase to Yu Lexing.
Eighty-three thousand, not even an ocean can swallow it. Because everyone knows it.
If the number is wrong, it will definitely arouse suspicion.
It would be better to divide it openly.
Then go pick up the watch.
bend over.
pick it up. It was indeed a gold pocket watch.
Dust it off. good. Incorporate into portable space. This is what he gained today.
good.
The public income is eighty-three thousand. The family has a gold watch.
"Ring ring ring..."
"Ring ring ring..."
Suddenly, the warehouse phone rang.
Everyone's expressions tightened.
Whose phone number?
Is it from the warehouse owner?
Oops……
Maybe it was discovered?
If he answered the phone, wouldn't he reveal his secret?
The problem is, if you don't answer the phone, your secret will be revealed. Takeshita Takashi will definitely send someone to check.
Everyone's eyes fell on Zhang Yong.
Zhang Yong looked unmoved.
If the phone rings, pick it up.
Anyway, the deal is done. The banknote has been received.
Big deal, run away at any time.
What are you afraid of?
Pick up the phone.
(End of chapter)
