After hearing the fat man's inappropriate words, Deputy Team Leader Ma had the urge to beat someone up. He was just enjoying himself, but he didn't expect this?
Alas, I was careless!
Although the conflict between China and Japan is sharp now, a full-scale war has not yet begun. If so many Japanese-standard arms were released on the market, the 38-year-old stamps would still have serial numbers. What do you think the Japanese intelligence agencies will think, and what will the army do? think.
Hand this thing over? That's not to let a scoundrel with ulterior motives accuse our deputy team leader Ma of "surprising our allies". This is not surprising, it's shocking.
Maybe then the next errand will be not the Shanghai Stock Exchange but Manchukuo.
It was handed over to the National Army. During this period, only the Northeastern Army of the National Army was officially using this Japanese weapon. The Northeastern Army has now been transferred to the northwest, thousands of miles away.
It is still not suitable for the armies of other warlords. After the bullets are fired, it is a fire stick.
Sell for money? That would be tantamount to throwing yourself into a trap, waiting for spies to come seeking revenge.
So, now this warehouse of arms has become a hot potato. Do you think Commander Ma can stop worrying?
It’s been almost a week since I came to Shanghai. I’ve been spending money like water and not making any money. I don’t want to be so shameless as to ask Lao Zhou for help, right?
Why don't you imitate the bald man and extort money? Are the elites of this party-state still shameless?
There would be many benefits if this batch of arms could be quickly released. Unfortunately, the Red Army that Ma Xiaoguang wants to sell most now (not to mention selling, he can give it away if appropriate) is still far away and cannot be contacted. The new 18th The group army and the fourth army have not yet begun to be formed...
How can this be fixed?
You say this fat guy is unlucky, as if he is the smartest person.
However, there is no difficulty that can stump our deputy team leader Ma. He glanced at the newspapers on the floor, frowned and thought about it, cleared his throat and said:
"Now, there is one solution, which is - go."
Don't think that Chief Ma is joking, he just leaves as soon as he says it!
I went to the Zilin Building on the Bund to hand over the work to Kevin, left the necessary working capital and emergency contact information, checked out the room in the Xinxin Hotel, took three subordinates with me, and left Shanghai as quickly as possible without taking any Take a hint of cloud.
More than four hours later, we arrived in Wuxi.
The reason for coming to Wuxi was to quickly find a buyer for that batch of arms.
who? It was Taihu Ding San who inexplicably took the blame for Ma Xiaoguang.
Before the news from the Shanghai stock market has spread, let Ding San take over this batch of arms to prove Ding San's crime.
On the way to Wuxi, everyone had different expressions after hearing Ma Xiaoguang's next plan. Li Shenming had a look of admiration on his face and praised Chief Ma for his clever calculation.
Only Wu Qiuyi seemed as calm as water, as if Chief Ma's saucy moves had been expected.
But the fat man said: "Compared to those who are trying to expose the White House, they are nothing compared to Chief Ma..."
At the door of the telegraph office, when he saw Wu Qiuyi coming out of the telegraph office, Ma Xiaoguang went over and said, "Thank you." Then he asked, "Have you contacted the office?"
"Contacted. The telegraph office equipment was used to send the message, and the special password No. B was used."
Yes, you can't use the phone. The telephones in these days are manually wired. Can you imagine that when a director and the mistress are talking on the phone, a third party is listening and can interrupt in the middle? These were all possible in telephone communications during the Republic of China.
Therefore, we see that many agents of the Republic of China are talking in code words when they are on the phone. There is no way, but it is true that walls have ears, and it is still the kind of certainty and certainty.
It is safer to use telegram in this way, and the possibility of leaking secrets is much reduced.
"By the way, are there any local brothers in Wuxi?"
"Yes, the owner of Dalai Hotel, Huang Yongfa, this is a code word." Wu Qiuyi replied and handed Ma Xiaoguang a note.
When Huang Yongfa, the owner of Dalai Hotel, saw Ma Xiaoguang, his expression was not particularly good, and the communication code was very perfunctory, which made Ma Xiaoguang very depressed.
In his imagination, when we comrades meet and exchange passwords rigorously, although they are not as enthusiastic as the comrades in our party who shake hands or even hug each other, they should at least greet each other and exchange greetings. But this boss Huang is not even an ordinary person. The greetings are not enough, and people can't feel the warmth among the comrades of the party and the country in this spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.
After Wu Qiuyi paid the room fee for a week in advance, when Huang Yongfa looked at Ma Xiaoguang in surprise, Ma Xiaoguang finally understood - it turned out that there were too many "free prostitutes" in the past, which deeply hurt the local comrades, so Huang Yongfa naturally did not look happy when he saw Ma Xiaoguang and his party.
After seeing Huang Yongfa hesitantly collecting the money, Ma Xiaoguang sighed: "Oh, it's the local comrades who have to work hard."
Seeing the Shangguan being so considerate, Huang Yongfa suddenly felt like a confidant, and he couldn't help but sigh and poured out bitter water.
In addition to receiving a salary from the Secret Service, most latent agents generally have a formal job that not only serves as a cover for their identity but also increases their income. How can they support a large family if they don't think of ways to do it now? People like Huang Yongfa, who have a bit of industry, are supposed to have no worries about life, but they can't stand it. This is Wuxi, which has been a good place since ancient times. The leaders of Shangfeng come here from time to time to inspect, patrol, and visit... Just come as soon as you come. It's okay, but it's a little bit like living in vain all the time.
Together with Huang Yongfa, they lamented the difficulty of life as an agent and the difficulties of the party and the country. Chief Ma quickly brought the topic back and asked: "Brother Huang, how much do you know about Taihu Dingsan?"
Hearing this, Huang Yongfa sighed and said: "This Ding San is a disaster to Taihu Lake. The sores on his head and the pus on his feet are really bad..."
At that time, Ding San was accused of his evil deeds. Ding San, whose real name was Ding Wanyou, was nicknamed "Three-inch Ding" because of his short stature. Ding San had good marksmanship and powerful skills. Unfortunately, this person really did all kinds of evil. Killing people and stealing goods, bullying men and dominating women...these are commonplace. Selling cigarettes and human trafficking are routine operations. Let's put it this way, he has done basically all the evil deeds you can think of in the world, and there are quite a few, except for him Not Japanese, just as bad as the Japanese.
"Does Ding San have any channels to contact the outside world? For example, selling stolen goods, receiving goods..." Ma Xiaoguang asked.
"He has a sweetheart named Wan Xiaoyun. This woman has a younger brother, nicknamed Xiao Siwan and named Wan Sixi. He is his cheap brother-in-law and often helps him do these dirty jobs... Ding San cherishes his life and usually does not show his face. "Huang Yongfa's military salary from the Secret Service was not wasted by lurking there, and he was quite well-informed.
After Huang Yongfa left, Ma Xiaoguang tasted the still warm Biluochun, thoughtfully.
The next day, I listened to Songyuan Tea House next to Chong'an Temple.
I didn't choose the "Sanwanchang" teahouse next door because the business there was so good that it wouldn't be good for acquaintances to bump into each other. After all, this is a shady business.
When Wan Sixi came today, it happened to be Boss Huang from Dalai Hotel who contacted him and said that a big boss came from Shanghai and had a big business to discuss.
Entering the elegant room, I saw Boss Huang smiling and talking to a young man in a dress. Next to the man was a woman in a Japanese kimono. She was pouring tea with a low eyebrow. She looked really good-looking. .
Standing behind were two bodyguards wearing black stand-up collar uniforms with serious and unsmiling expressions. One of them had a well-proportioned figure and well-fitting clothes, while the other's clothes were obviously too small, and the black stand-up collar uniform seemed to be bursting.
Seeing Wan Si come in happily, Boss Huang immediately stood up and greeted: "Oh, Boss Wan, I'm sorry for missing you. I'm sorry!"
Wan Sixi didn't take it seriously and said, "Boss Huang, you're welcome. The day before yesterday, you said you had a big business to take care of and introduced me to a big foreign boss. Is this the one?"
Upon hearing this, Boss Huang's expression seemed to change. He opened the door and looked outside, then gently closed the door and solemnly introduced: "This is Mr. Ito Hideaki, the president of Japan Ito Co., Ltd., and this is Mrs. Ito..." "
"Hello Wan Sang." Mr. Ito greeted politely, looking very arrogant.
"I heard that Wansang has a batch of what you call in Chinese: red goods, are you going to take action?" Mr. Ito seemed not very good at Chinese.
"Yes, yes." Wan Si smiled happily.
"Well, Wan Sang, tell me..." Mr. Ito cherished his words like gold.
"This batch of red goods is worth at least 20 large yellow croakers..." Wan Sixi was about to brag.
"Boss Huang, is this what you call a big business? My time is very limited..." Mr. Ito suddenly changed his face and said angrily.
When Boss Huang heard this, he immediately apologized: "I was in a hurry and I didn't think carefully. Please forgive me, Mr. Ito."
Turning to Wan Sixi, he said: "Boss Wan, I sincerely promote this business. When you and Mr. Ito make a fortune, I will get some tea money. Look, what happened now... You can go and find out." Let’s take a look at Japan’s Ito Co., Ltd., which is very famous in foreign countries, and it’s not short of money!”
When Wan Sixi came, he thought it would be good to sell half or even 30% of the goods, but he never thought that this foreign mallet was really easy to deceive. Oh, I can’t say it’s a lie. After all, everyone is doing business with real money. I can only say that foreigners are always less capable than us in doing things. How come they are exposed right away?
Thinking of this, Wan Sixi felt happy.
"If Mr. Ito thinks it's not enough, we still have it, it just takes time..." Wan Si said hurriedly.
"The time of us businessmen of the Japanese Empire is very precious..." Mr. Ito seemed to have lost his patience. Mrs. Ito next to him quickly served tea and kept whispering in Japanese to comfort Mr. Ito.
"Look, Japanese women are very virtuous, and they even speak in a low voice." Wan Sixi suddenly became distracted. "After I finish this job, I have to go to Shanghai to find a Japanese girl to have fun..."
I saw that the atmosphere was not particularly harmonious.
Boss Huang coughed dryly and tentatively asked Wan Sixi: "Boss Wan, what else do you need besides selling goods? Don't be surprised. Mr. Ito is a foreigner and has diplomatic immunity. The government can't control it..." "
Hearing this, Wan Sixi's eyes seemed to light up. He remembered a problem that Ding San had arranged a few days ago. He thought about it and asked: "We need cash for red goods or exchange them. We can't ask for anything else, Ito." Sir can get guys..."
When Mr. Ito heard this, he wondered: "Wan Sang, what is a guy? What is a guy..."
After Boss Huang made a silence gesture, he gave Mr. Ito a shooting gesture.
Mr. Ito remained unmoved and still spoke: "You mean, arms?"
"Yes, in addition to shipping, we also need to purchase goods, but Mr. Ito may have heard from Boss Huang that we are actually short of everything, just this..." Wan Sixi said.
"Well, arms are risky..." Mr. Ito seemed hesitant.
Seeing the stalemate between the two sides, Boss Huang was really anxious and said hurriedly: "Mr. Ito, do you think if both sides understand each other, are you Japanese afraid of the National Government?"
Hearing this, Mr. Ito seemed very angry and said: "Baga, Wan Sang, I want all your goods. How many arms do you want?"
Wansi was happy to hear this and said hurriedly: "Mr. Ito, cool off! We need a lot of these arms, 50 rifles, and bullets..."
When Mr. Ito heard this, he couldn't help laughing: "Wan Sang, yours is too small. Ours, Ito Trading Company's arms transaction does not have less than 100 rifles..."
When Wan Sixi heard this, he was dumbfounded again and said to himself: "Why do these Japanese devils not follow the routine? I would like to buy 100 rifles, but I have to be rich..."
You must know that the most profitable businesses in this era are two kinds, one is smoke and soil. This thing poisons the people and is endlessly poisonous. Ma Xiaoguang absolutely does not want to touch it. As for arms, it is different. If he does not sell it, others will sell it, especially future generations. Which of the major arms dealers is not making money and bleeding? How could Boss Ma let go of such a good deal?
In the current era, the price of a 38-meter cap is 150 yen. In the mid-1930s, the ratio of the US dollar to the Japanese yen was 1:3.5, and the ratio of the US dollar to the ocean was about 1:4 (not very accurate, but roughly the same). After conversion, the ratio of Dayang to Japanese yen is about 1:1.16, and a 38-meter yen is about 170 Dayang.
How much was the salary at that time? 10 yuan is normal, but 20 yuan is considered high.
100 38 caps and bullets, a big business worth over 10,000 yuan!
Moreover, some time ago, the national army was going all out to deal with the Taihu water bandits. Ding San had already given an order to Wan Sixi to quickly find a way to buy equipment and equip the newly recruited teams of water bandits with big blades. Otherwise, how to deal with it? The national army's encirclement and suppression.
Seeing Wan Sixi lowering his head and thinking deeply, Boss Huang quickly smoothed things over and said, "Why don't we all go back and make a plan and make an appointment tomorrow. After all, the business will be settled."
After Wan Sixi walked away, the fat man, who was almost choked by the stand-up collar uniform, immediately opened his clothes, picked up the tea and took a big sip.
Then he turned around and asked, "Boss Ma, how could you have expected that Ding San would buy arms?"
"You don't read the newspapers? All the major newspapers in Shanghai have published news about the success of the National Army in encircling and suppressing the Taihu water bandits. If we don't replenish our blood, San Cun Ding will not be able to hold on anymore. We need to survive to earn money." Ma Xiaoguang of Ito Hideaki said.
As if he regretted not reading and studying, the fat man stopped talking to Shang Feng and continued drinking tea.
And Li Shenming couldn't help but ask: "Boss, this little 40,000-year-old only needs 50 guns. We have a lot of goods..."
"What's wrong with this? San Cun Ding is not a fool. He will definitely have to replace the cannons with these weapons. After replacing the old ones, he can sell them to other water bandits, and he can sell the old and new ones together. Maybe he can also I've made a lot of money... There are more than 2,000 water bandits in dozens of groups in Taihu Lake." Boss Ma is not worried about the sales of his goods at all.
"Then what should the water bandits do with these things against the Chinese army? There are also grenades, which are equipment that even the Chinese army does not have... This is an enemy!" Lao Li said anxiously.
"Xiao Wu has reported this matter to Shangfeng, and Shangfeng has authorized me. I have my own thoughts. In addition, each gun has less than 10 bullets, so it won't have much effect. Once the bullets are fired, it will be a fire stick. If the bullet breaks, , it’s not as good as the old sleeve, and you don’t have to worry about the grenade. Will the water bandits use it? If they can use it, there will be no shells, and it’s even more useless... It’s all in vain for these water bandits to give them the Czech style!" The chief said even more relaxedly.
He almost taught his subordinates a lesson about the truly great revolutionary leader's famous assertion: "It is men, not guns, who win wars." However, thinking of his identity, he swallowed the words alive. If these words were passed down now, If you go out, Chief Ma might be arrested by the Party Affairs Investigation Department immediately.
That night, Wan Sixi found Ding San's secret base in Taihu Lake.
"The red goods have found a buyer, good!" Ding San praised.
"In addition, these Japanese still have arms to sell..." Wan Sixi reported back.
"How many?"
"100..." Wan Sixi glanced at Ding San, whose eyes were red, uncertainly.
"Don't be afraid. With all these arms, not only will I no longer worry about the national army, but I don't think anyone who cares about his life would dare to tease my tiger beard..." Ding San said fiercely.
"When the time comes, boss, do you want to..." The right hand of his subordinate "Black Faced Tiger" is like a knife, and he cuts it off hard, with a fierce look in his eyes.
"Have you got too much horse urine in your head? They are Japanese..." Ding San cursed.
"Sixi, you will reply to Boss Huang tomorrow and agree on the delivery time and location!" Ding San ordered.
