The entire warehouse is piled full of sugar. All of it is white sugar.
Very white.
Very sweet.
The purity is very high. It is probably foreign or made in Japan.
In fact, sugar is very valuable.
In times of war, sugar was a genuine strategic material. The supply was restricted and ordinary people could not buy it.
That much sugar, if not converted into money, is not his. The Japanese may take it back at any time.
There is definitely no buyer who comes to the door just right.
Maybe it's too stable? It's okay. There are only a dozen people on the other side. He is sure to handle them all.
Zhang Yong himself stood by the door, waiting grandly for the other party to arrive. Since it was a transaction, of course he opened the door for business.
"No. 49, Shihu Street." Zhang Yong reported his home address.
Finally, someone answered the phone.
Otherwise, Zhang Yong has nothing to fear.
"Tell everyone to pay attention to safety."
Could it be that he was let off the plane?
It feels like a lot of work is not well prepared.
"ASAP 1"
"Arrange it. Prepare to trade."
Eighty-three thousand, even an ocean cannot swallow it. Because everyone knows it.
Zhang Yong still nodded. His main theme was arrogance.
Zhang Yong took it over.
He waved his hands angrily and ordered to drive.
"Ring ring ring..."
They must not be allowed to continue to fall into the hands of the Japanese invaders.
Whose phone number is it? Zhang Yong was secretly confused.
In other words, for a ton of sugar, the price is at least two hundred oceans.
It keeps getting a busy signal there.
Is it the owner of the warehouse?
"Okay. You tell me. How much is the fixed price?"
Suddenly, the warehouse phone rang.
good.
Gritting his teeth, he wanted to get out of the car and pick up the gold pocket watch.
The people in the three cars in front all got out of the car and stood guard nearby. Then the fourth car slowly came over.
"A total of four hundred tons of sugar."
I have no choice but to get the right amount of money! What if there is a buyer on the other end?
The guy didn't move!
Whose phone number?
I thought there were so many treasures in No. 49, Shihu Street...
Forget it, don't pick it up. Don't be laughed at for a while.
The previous battle with the Japanese military police made his blood boil. He felt that his life was not in vain. The idea of leading troops to fight became even stronger. When he heard that the Japanese invaders were coming, his first reaction was to kill, kill, kill...
Zhang Yong reminded them.
"Ring ring ring..."
"Dudu..."
I originally wanted to remind myself that I didn’t want the banknotes from Guoshang Bank, but later I withdrew it.
It seems that neither party is very happy with this transaction, but they have to deal with it.
But we can't let the other party hang up the phone. We can only take the initiative.
The public income is 83,000 yuan, and the personal income is a gold watch.
Everyone's face tightened.
In North China, if you don’t want banknotes from Baoshang Bank, what do you want?
That doesn't mean telling the Japanese that I'm not on your side. Wouldn't that reveal the truth?
There is no other way but to process it slowly after getting the banknote.
"Can."
It seems that this boss is Chinese, but he has six Japanese employees. He is obviously not an ordinary person!
There is no doubt that he is a great traitor. I just don’t know who he is?
"superior!"
"Okay. Eighty-three thousand. Let's make friends."
It seems that this warehouse is not a one-time use. It should be used for a long time. Otherwise, it would be impossible to install a telephone. These days, telephones are also a luxury item.
I originally wanted to laugh at others, but ended up being laughed at by others. How embarrassing.
bend over.
There are no red dots within the map monitoring range. There are even few white dots.
Is this the boss?
Zhang Yong silently judged.
Zhang Yong still didn't speak. He focused on being calm.
"Dudu..."
silence.
finally……
threw?
frown.
uncertain.
Among the people, white sugar is a luxury product. It is expensive. An ocean can only buy about ten kilograms.
At this time, a man in a long gown came forward. He handed a briefcase to Zhang Yong. Zhang Yong took it and opened it. It was full of banknotes. It looked very familiar. It was indeed from Guoshang Bank.
After he got out of the car, he kept holding a pocket watch in his hand. It seemed that he was treating the pocket watch as a toy?
Zhang Yong looked at each other silently and still did not speak.
Give me?
The problem is, he doesn’t have that much explosives either!
For a moment, I was actually in a dilemma.
Suddenly, I felt a hot and disdainful look next to me. So I held back forcefully.
"clear!"
Put away the briefcase and nodded.
How to destroy? Fire?
If it is an irrelevant number, there is no need to record it.
This guy was originally reluctant to work in the Fuxing Society Secret Service. He only wanted to go to the battlefield and lead troops to fight.
Don't take it back either.
The Japanese invaders seemed to have come by car. There were two people in one car. There were three cars and six people in total.
"oh?"
A lesson has to be learned.
Others are very happy.
They only know that so much white sugar is very valuable. It may be worth tens of thousands of dollars.
Good guy...
Do you think that when you speak, I will speak?
Humph, you think 83,000 is too expensive, and I also think I lost money on the sale.
Zhang Yong handed the briefcase to Yu Lexing.
Since the other party doesn't speak, he certainly won't either. Whoever speaks first loses.
It would be better to divide it publicly.
Zhang Yong was a little surprised.
"Four hundred tons."
The rich man got into the car.
This time, God will not feed me.
He gestured quietly backward and said at the same time: "The Japanese invaders are coming!"
The other party immediately covered the microphone.
Or maybe it was sent by Takeshita Takashi. Maybe Takeshita Takashi sent people to inspect from time to time.
The other person still spoke in a neither happy nor sad tone.
It seems so. The boss seems to be sitting alone in the back row.
It's a pity that there has never been such an opportunity.
Just think of it as making money and buying a house here.
dejected.
A rich middle-aged man got out of the car.
"Listen to my orders!"
The convoy drives away.
Shameful...
Yu Le woke up and went to make arrangements.
Zhang Yong's meaning is very clear, that is, he is worried about the evildoers taking advantage of others.
"wait!"
No specific price was mentioned. We will wait until we get the banknote.
The map has not moved yet.
If you can't get it, destroy it.
"Fuck him!" Cao Mengqi blurted out.
Rich man:......
"Then you pay me first. Otherwise, I will sell it to someone else."
I guess the sugar won't burn, and there won't be that much gasoline.
What if the call is wrong and the Japanese discover that their warehouse has been occupied?
That much sugar cannot be moved away. It can only be destroyed.
Dust it off. Not bad. Incorporate it into the portable space. This is what he gained today.
As a result, the rich middle-aged man said nothing. He just looked around and at the high wall.
After you get the money, you will find a way to get it back again. This goes on and on. The chicken lays the egg, the egg lays the chicken, and the children and grandchildren are endless...
If the number is wrong, it will definitely arouse suspicion.
It seems that the other party is not very happy with the price.
As long as the other party sends you money, then there's no problem.
"good!"
etc……
Zhang Yong has no use for it! He can’t resell it either.
Lay an ambush on the wall and be ready to fight at any time.
For others, it was a win-win situation, and both the buyer and the seller were satisfied. However, now both parties feel a loss and are unhappy.
Arrange for people to clean up the traces of the murder just now. At the same time, open the warehouse door.
Neither party seemed willing to talk.
"How many?"
Without money, I feel unsafe and unreliable.
Mud, the other party was not well-meaning and wanted to see his joke. 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 did not move.
So, let’s take a look?
That is tantamount to harming the common people.
And wait...
He wears glasses, a silk gown, and a square face. He doesn't look like a bad guy.
Another wasted work.
Gold pocket watch?
Wow, it seems very expensive...
If you answer the phone, wouldn't it reveal your secret?
The problem is, if you don't answer the phone, the secret will be revealed. Takeshita Takashi will definitely send someone to check.
"Come and take him away immediately." Zhang Yong said again.
Haha, I think too much...
The fourth car parked. A man got out of the passenger seat and opened the rear door.
Damn it, 400 tons of sugar are sold to you for 83,000 yuan, are you still not happy?
"We'll leave now."
Where can he move so much sugar? Where can he find buyers? How can he trade it?
Nor could it be distributed to the common people. Why? Because the Japanese invaders became so angry that they would massacre the common people who got the sugar.
Since the phone rings, answer it.
Crush all the sugar and mix it with the soil.
However, if you don’t pick it up, you will feel heartbroken.
North China makes money, North China spends money...
Only explosives can be used.
Sure enough, four cars slowly drove over and stopped in front of the warehouse door.
Do you want to go down and pick it up yourself?
"good!"
There's no name on it either. Just a phone number.
If you take it back, you will be embarrassed.
Or is the buyer planning something and really wants to take advantage of it?
Secretly increase your vigilance.
Then the microphone remained silent.
"No." The other party replied.
This lair.
Put down the phone.
In other words, it is this number, which should be more important. But it does not belong to one of us.
Is it a buyer?
It should not be familiar to the guardian. If it is familiar, there is no need to record it separately.
But never use Japanese yen or other worthless banknotes to top up your account.
You still have to figure it out yourself...
That's a gold pocket watch! Custom-made in Switzerland. It's worth thousands of dollars!
Originally, he wanted the other party to make a fool of himself. He thought that the other party would not be able to bear the temptation. Unexpectedly, the other party just didn't move. In this way, he was riding a tiger in a difficult position.
Is there just one phone number for the entire warehouse?
Don't know what to say.
If the other party was trying to attack the warehouse, they would never drive over in such a arrogant manner. Isn't this a way to die?
It seems that this deal is very promising and we should be able to get the money.
Four hundred tons! So much!
This Takashi Takeshita is really a big business!
White sugar is actually calculated in tons. It’s really a generous deal. It’s rare.
"Know."
Zhang Yong:……
Zhang Yong clicked his tongue.
The question is, how to monetize it?
Sold to the defenders?
"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."
hateful!
"superior!"
well……
According to the note, dial the numbers one by one.
Zhang Yong:……
Zhang Yong continued to revise.
Wait patiently……
The edge of the map prompts that there is a small red dot entering.
"How is it?" Yu Lexing asked curiously.
Maybe they were Japanese people passing by.
Maybe it was discovered?
It should be for trading.
As long as the money is not obtained, there may be variables in the transaction. It may end up losing both people and money.
Suddenly he threw the pocket watch on the ground.
At that time, the price of white sugar was still relatively expensive. Domestic sugar production was very low. There seemed to be only one or two sugar factories in Songhu. How high could the production be?
On the contrary, as an industrial country, the Japanese invaders still had relatively high sugar production.
It is necessary to explain in advance.
Zhang Yong looked unmoved.
20 minutes……
How to trade sugar is Zhang Yong's business.
Things thrown out, water thrown out.
"Hello..." Finally, the voice came from the microphone again.
That’s thousands of oceans!
No matter how rich you are, no one will put thousands of oceans in their eyes!
I wonder if they dare to eat it?
Looking outside the warehouse.
Subconsciously, I wanted to rush out and pick up the gold pocket watch. But I held back.
Zhang Yong's eyes moved.
finally……
"Eighty-three thousand."
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a hint of a sneer.
Just as he was about to speak, a fourth car appeared behind him. There were only three Chinese people on it. Two were in the front row and one was in the back row.
Simple.
"I'm talking about eighty-three thousand oceans."
However……
The other party is neither happy nor sad.
Oops……
Zhang Yong was anxious to get money.
It’s really high-spirited and high-spirited.
Enter the warehouse office and find that there is actually a telephone.
Rough estimate. Yes. Eighty-three thousand.
"ah……"
Hearing the word "Japanese invaders" makes me want to fight.
It was empty, not a soul in sight.
He didn't know who the other party was.
After a while, his eyes finally fell on Zhang Yong.
It's just a note. Not a business card.
In addition to the Japanese, there were two Chinese in each car.
If you encounter such a scene again in the future, you must first prepare explosives.
Anyway, the transaction has been completed and the banknote has been received.
Zhang Yong looked around. In fact, he was a little worried inside.
It was a man. His voice was a little hoarse. He seemed to be very old.
Zhang Yong didn't speak either. He looked at each other silently.
Pick up the phone.
But Zhang Yong was very patient.
"Shaolong, there's a phone here." Yu Lexing came over and handed Zhang Yong a note.
Oh, don't think about it.
Picked it up. It turned out to be a gold pocket watch.
"How many are here?"
"There is a telephone in the office."
With just a phone number, how could he be the buyer?
"Hello?"
Finally, the person left.
Everyone's eyes fell on Zhang Yong.
These Japanese invaders should not be here to cause trouble.
This time it’s a man who speaks more softly. But he doesn’t seem to speak Chinese very well?
I couldn't help but think wildly. Could it be that the person who answered the phone was Japanese?
"I am No. 49, Shihu Street."
"Why?"
Cao Mengqi is in charge of combat deployment.
Huh?
It seems to be made of gold?
Not one. Two.
No matter who they are, as long as they are Japanese invaders, shoot them all and then cover them up...
"I'm the buyer. I'll pay you later, but I won't take delivery of the goods." Zhang Yong explained simply.
They are all banknotes with a face value of 100 silver dollars. There are 100 pieces in each stack. There are eight stacks in total. There is also a thin stack.
I feel like anything I say may reveal my secret, so I might as well say nothing at all.
"Tomorrow, we will move it!" said the man who handed over the briefcase.
Zhang Yong continued to stand still. Only the corner of his eye was staring at the gold pocket watch.
40 minutes……
If you want to rob it head-on, the opponent will need at least two to three hundred people. They will also need to be equipped with heavy weapons.
They drove over directly and did not monitor from a distance.
"We're not ready yet."
Maybe not even.
"Two...four...six!"
Four hundred tons, that’s 80,000 oceans.
Down-hearted.
"Don't shoot!"
If it can be realized...
What if the buyer doesn't pay and wants to take the sugar away? The only option is to use guns. Fortunately, they have a lot of people and a lot of guns.
Zhang Yong was relieved.
Then go pick up the watch.
"good!"
silence.
Zhang Yong felt that he had said it in vain, but he didn't care. Anyway, just make sure it was Dayang.
The worst case scenario is that you can run away at any time.
