The fire in the Jingguo Divine Toilet in the distance was still very hot, and outside the five-story tower in the Tianwang Temple on Huguo Mountain, Fang Lang was venting his dissatisfaction to Malik.
Unfortunately, as an American, Malik could not understand Fang Lang's mood at the moment.
Malik shrugged and said:
"Fang, did you make a profit or a loss?"
Seeing Malik's expression, Fang Lang knew that he was on the same page. Malik obviously only cared about whether the value of this collection exceeded US$600,000.
Fang Lang could only shake his head helplessly and said:
"The specific value cannot be determined yet. We need to transport them all first. However, depending on the situation, most of the collections here came from my hometown. Judging from the current market price, the prices of these collections are not high. high.
You can rest assured that I will follow our agreement. After the goods arrive safely in Brazil, we and the three parties will jointly arrange for the appraiser to make a valuation, and then I will pay you in cash according to the actual value. "
Malik was slightly disappointed when he heard that Fang Lang judged that the value of these collections was not high.
This is not because Fang Lang deliberately deceived him. After all, the current Chinese collectibles market does not have the capital to speculate. Although many people collect Chinese cultural relics, the prices are indeed not high.
China's collections had to wait until reform and opening up, and the people became rich, before they began to be hyped up by foreigners and used to seize China's wealth.
And in Fang Lang's mind, these collections were his own treasures, so it was enough to give the two of them some hard work. It was impossible for Malik and Jason to extract too much wealth from him.
When Malik heard that Fang Lang said that he would pay them cash as agreed, he felt relieved. No matter what the valuation would be, he would be guaranteed at least two hundred thousand dollars.
Malik was very satisfied with such a large sum of money.
As for distributing all the collections proportionally, Malik has never even thought about it.
He wanted cash, Mane, not this damn pile of junk.
Of course, he knew very well in his heart that these things would definitely increase in value after collecting them for a period of time, but he couldn't wait any longer.
Once he retires and returns home, he has to think about his own livelihood. Is he really allowed to work in the construction company that his father left to his half-brother?
Originally, he should have a share of this company, but now that his father has left it all to his younger brother, what can he do?
Who allowed his biological mother to die early, and now it is his stepmother who is in charge of the family. Being able to leave a position in the company for him is already the greatest charity that his stepmother has given him.
Therefore, Malik's current wish is to get a large amount of money as soon as possible, and after he retires, he can directly start his own business. He has even thought about working in the construction industry.
Sooner or later, he has to defeat his younger brother and show his father what a stupid decision it was to hand over the company to his younger brother.
"That's good, let's hurry up. Has your cargo ship arrived in Tokyo Bay? Don't wait. The goods have arrived at the dock, but there are no ships to transport them."
"Don't worry! My supply ship has arrived in Tokyo Bay before we get on the plane."
"Are you going to use your supply ship to transport these supplies directly? They won't be detained by your Brazilian military!"
"These goods don't belong to me alone. Do you think anyone in Brazil dares to make irresponsible remarks on the goods of the three of us?"
Malik originally thought that Fang Lang used the army's supply ship to transport these goods to protect himself and Jason, and he felt a little unhappy.
But now that he heard Fang Lang say that this was the goods belonging to the three of him, he felt much more comfortable.
He stepped forward and patted Fang Lang on the shoulder and said:
"You are right. If there is a blind person who dares to cause trouble for our brothers, I will let the gun in my waist teach him how to behave."
The quantity of goods was very large. Fortunately, Fang Lang had already prepared it. He insisted on asking Malik to arrange a hundred trucks.
Now we can see how wise the original decision was. When all the goods were loaded on the truck, more than seventy trucks were filled.
Of course, this also has something to do with the poor load capacity of trucks in this era.
By the time all the goods were loaded on the truck, the sky was already getting brighter, and all the soldiers were very tired. After all, in this era, there were no loading tools such as forklifts in later generations.
Moreover, Tennoji Temple in Tokyo is on a mountain, so transporting it is not as easy as on flat ground.
After all the goods were loaded onto the car, Fang Lang finally climbed to the fifth floor of the five-story pagoda. Standing on the fifth floor, he could clearly see the Jingguo Divine Toilet in the distance.
The fire, which had been burning all night without weakening at all, eclipsed the faint white fish belly in the eastern sky.
Fang Lang looked at this spectacular scene and felt very proud. He felt that if he didn't write a poem, he would be sorry for such a fire-resistant wood.
However, after standing on the top of the five-story tower and brewing for more than a minute, I finally managed to say, "It's so fucking beautiful."
The adjutant Qi Qingshan and Colonel Malik standing aside had inexplicable question marks on their faces!
But Fang Lang had already expressed all the talents in his heart, and went downstairs to leave without looking back.
Looking at the two Marines on the first floor who were using two candles to set up a delayed ignition device, they said:
"Is this thing of yours reliable? Can't we have some high-tech timed loading that suits our status? Even an alarm clock!"
As a result, the two soldiers turned to Fang Lang with some embarrassment and said:
"Sir, we don't know what you're talking about."
Fang Lang waved his hands helplessly and said:
"Okay! You just have to figure it out! Anyway, this broken tower will catch on fire sooner or later. It doesn't matter if it doesn't catch on today."
After saying that, I walked out directly. I couldn't help but think that it seemed that the cultural level of the soldiers in the army needed to be further improved! How could you not even make a basic time bomb?
Although, he doesn't know how to do it himself.
However, Fang Lang attached great importance to the Marine Corps under his command.
Not to mention training them all to become as powerful as the US Navy SEALs in later generations, we should train a small special operations team anyway!
In fact, it doesn't matter whether Fang Lang burns down this five-story building. What will happen even if the Japanese know that they have vacated this place?
If they ask for it from themselves, they will have to file a lawsuit with them. How much of it belongs to Japan and how much belongs to others.
At worst, he would donate the things to his hometown and everyone would break up. Anyway, Fang Lang didn't think he would suffer a loss.
In fact, the five-story building of Tennoji Temple in Tokyo was burned down in 1957. Later, Japan did not rebuild the five-story building in Tokyo. The cause of the fire is unknown.
After leaving the fifth-story building, everyone boarded the truck. The long convoy was very ostentatious, and left Tennoji Temple under the guidance of a guided vehicle arranged by Colonel Jason.
Fang Lang, who was sitting in the car, was actually very worried. Although, Colonel Jason repeatedly assured him that he would be able to leave Tokyo safely with his harvest.
However, there is still a Japanese Emperor MacArthur in Tokyo, as well as an alliance chief and the Japanese government.
I want to lead such a huge convoy to leave Tokyo in a swaggering way under the eyes of so many powerful forces, and successfully load all the goods and leave.
This difficulty is not ordinary. Once discovered, let alone going to a military court, at least the possibility of dividing this batch of goods among the three of them is not very high.
Along the way, Fang Lang slowly discovered the problem. Although the sky was not completely bright yet, it had begun to leak out the white color of the fish belly, which meant that it was almost dawn.
Along the way, Fang Lang didn't see a single Japanese except for the sentries set up by the US military.
I was a little worried that Jason would take advantage of the underworld, kill him, and then monopolize the wealth alone.
Malik on the side had a nonchalant expression, looking very relaxed and comfortable. He even shared his views on the Tokyo buildings on the road with Fang Lang.
It looks like he has entered the construction industry in advance.
Although Fang Lang's sixth sense did not indicate any danger, Fang Lang couldn't help but said to Malik beside him:
"Marick, are you sure we won't be discovered by others as we walk through Tokyo like this?"
Malik looked at Fang Lang with a puzzled look and said:
"We are the American army! If we don't walk through Tokyo in a big way, why should we be sneaky?"
Well! This statement made Fang Lang a little confused, but after thinking about it for a while, he felt that it made sense.
Looking at Fang Lang's expression, Malik seemed to understand Fang Lang's worries and said with a smile:
"Don't worry! Fang, a fire near the palace is enough for Jason to apply for martial law. Didn't you see the roadblocks set up by soldiers at every intersection?
Now except our US military, no one can move freely in Tokyo City, so you can put your heart in your stomach. No one can stop us from getting rich. "
Malik's confident expression infected Fang Lang, and I have to say that it was indeed a wise decision for Colonel Ragson to join the group.
Without the help of this local snake, not to mention the bombardment of the Jingguo Divine Toilet, it is estimated that even people would not be able to get into Tokyo.
Even if they are sent in, they may not be able to evacuate. After all, they are not Americans.
This is enough to force Fang Lang to do something.
In this way, with Fang Lang on tenterhooks, the convoy passed through most of Tokyo without any danger and arrived at the Tokyo Bay Pier.
Under the guidance of the defenders, the convoy drove directly to the dock. The loading and unloading workers who were found from nowhere immediately began the loading and unloading work.
This made Fang Lang have to sigh again, it is really not too convenient to guard and steal.
Watching the Japanese workers on the dock, they methodically loaded the goods that were unloaded from the trucks and still had the Tokyo National Museum seal on them onto the ship.
Fang Lang could already imagine the fate of these workers. According to his estimate, the possibility of these workers being silenced was as high as 80%. Fang Lang had no objection to this.
