"Songgu Zhai, who was compiled by Liming, almost treated me like a fat sheep. Just when the Japanese military police were searching for Chongqing elements, I said a few words from an objective perspective." Cheng Qianfan said.
"I remembered, Liu Xia mentioned this matter." Chu Mingyu said, "You know the Japanese military police officer who encouraged the Japanese to torment the antique shop."
"Yes, my nephew had a little quarrel with Liming Zuan because of this. Later, Sister Xia helped to set up a bridge and had tea with Mr. Li. It can be said that we have not known each other since they didn't know each other." Cheng Qianfan said.
"You kid, did you mean to have a quarrel with that Li Ming Zuan on purpose and then make friends because of it?" Chu Mingyu glanced at Cheng Qianfan doubtfully.
Then when he saw Cheng Qianfan showing surprise and then an embarrassed expression, Chu Mingyu was also happy. He pointed at Cheng Qianfan's nose, "What a subtle ghost."
He understood why Cheng Qianfan wanted to make friends with Liming Zuan. His nephew's business was big. These days, the most important thing in doing business was to have good relations with the people who led the troops. As the commander of the first division of Liang Hongzhi's appeasement army, Liming Zuan , it is still quite important in Nanjing, enough to attract Cheng Qianfan’s attention and attention.
"My nephew, relying on Uncle Chu's power, is sure that Liming Zuan will not dare to offend Uncle Chu." Cheng Qianfan said.
"This matter has little to do with me." Chu Mingyu shook his head.
Cheng Qianfan's heart moved. He had always thought that Liu Xia was the mediator, and that Liming Companed was looking for Chu Mingyu's face. But now it seems that this is not the case.
That is……
It occurred to me that Liu Xia was from Mrs. Chu’s natal family, and Mrs. Chu was Chen Bingru’s personal maid.
Cheng Qianfan realized something.
"Do you still have contact with Liming Compilation?" Chu Mingyu asked.
Although it was a question, Chu Mingyu had an answer in his heart. Since his nephew had deliberately planned to make friends with Liming Zuan, and since he was already on the line, he would definitely keep in touch.
"During the New Year, Li Mingzhan sent someone to bring some Nanjing specialties." Cheng Qianfan said, "My nephew also returned the gift."
"Reciprocity is good." Chu Mingyu nodded and put down his chopsticks.
Cheng Qianfan immediately handed over the white handkerchief prepared on the table.
Chu Mingyu wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and friendship means frequent visits."
"Yes." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile, "My nephew has prepared some New Year gifts and is preparing to send someone to Nanjing in the next two days."
Chu Mingyu asked Cheng Qianfan what year's gift he had prepared.
This was a relatively personal issue, but Cheng Qianfan informed him directly without any hesitation.
"This year's gift is a bit thin." Chu Mingyu frowned slightly.
"Uncle Chu, is this still so little?" Cheng Qianfan said in surprise, "No matter how much it is, even if I am willing to give it to him, he still has to have the appetite to eat it."
"Liming Zuan is not only Liming Zuan, he is also the commander of the First Division of Appeasement." Chu Mingyu glanced at Cheng Qianfan and said meaningfully.
Although my nephew is smart and alert, he is still too small.
…
Cheng Qianfan was stunned for a moment, and then "finally understood" what Chu Mingyu meant.
"My nephew is too stingy and petty," he said. "How about my nephew prepare some New Year's goods for Mr. Li?"
"Hmm." Chu Mingyu nodded.
"Whatever Li Mingzong needs, you make friends with him. Besides, you are also a person who knows soldiers. You can figure it out yourself." Chu Mingyu said again.
"It's nothing more than guns and ammunition." Cheng Qianfan thought for a while and said, "My nephew heard that even for the first division compiled by Liming, most of the guns were weapons disarmed by the Japanese warehouses. Everything was in a mess. Yes, and the ammunition base is strictly controlled..."
He smiled and said, "It is said that except for their respective trusted guard troops, which are relatively strong, the other troops are really insignificant."
"I remember your business is also involved..." Chu Mingyu said.
"Uncle Chu, that was before. Even before, my nephew was just making small fuss, but now he has washed his hands in a golden basin."
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Cheng Qianfan quickly defended himself.
Seeing Cheng Qianfan lying without blinking an eyelid, Chu Mingyu was also very angry.
"Okay, you're still pretending in front of me." Chu Mingyu glared at Cheng Qianfan, "A platoon is equipped with weapons and a basic amount of ammunition."
"Is there any problem?" Chu Mingyu asked.
"A platoon! A base?!" Cheng Qianfan exclaimed, "Uncle Chu, do you know how much ammunition a platoon has for a base?"
Chu Mingyu was angry!
Otherwise, he really doesn't know how much ammunition a base number is.
As a great butler, he only needs to serve Wang Qianhai. He really doesn't know much about these specific matters, especially military details, and he has never deliberately understood them.
The most important thing is that when he talked about a base number, he consciously thought about it for the sake of his nephew. One base number is always smaller than two base numbers. This is the minimum measurement after all!
…
"You bastard, what are you talking about?" He slapped the table, "You just said there's a problem? Huh?!"
"As long as the money is in place, even if there are problems..." Cheng Qianfan gritted his teeth and said, "My nephew can overcome it."
Then he saw Chu Mingyu's expression and hurriedly shouted, "Uncle Chu, my nephew can't even afford the money for this new year's shopping."
As he spoke, he was afraid that Chu Mingyu would be angry, so he hurriedly said, "If this is Uncle Chu's private matter, as long as you say a word, my nephew will have no problem even if he sells the iron."
"Okay, I'm not asking you to pay." Chu Mingyu smiled, "There's no reason why you, a junior, should be asked to pay privately."
"It's a matter of military aircraft. There's no reason to transport it privately." He shook his head and said, "I'll approve the note and sign it, you estimate the price, and you and Liu Xia go to see Director Chen together."
"Yes." Cheng Qianfan quickly agreed.
He knew that Director Chen in Chu Mingyu's mouth was Chen Chunpu.
However, Cheng Qianfan quickly added, "However, my nephew can only get long and short guns, and at most ten boxes of grenades. There is nothing he can do about heavy firepower."
"That's okay." Chu Mingyu thought for a moment and nodded, "Relationships develop slowly."
"Get some more medicines." Chu Mingyu said, "Alcohol, cotton wool, and gauze."
"My brain is crazy." Chu Mingyu scolded, "I don't know what it means to send goose feathers for thousands of dollars..."
"Etiquette is light but affection is heavy, my nephew knows it, I know it." Cheng Qianfan quickly squeezed out a smile and said.
…
Cheng Qianfan held the note signed by Chu Mingyu and leisurely went to find Liu Xia.
"How much?" Liu Xia couldn't help but ask when she saw that the amount on the approval slip was empty.
Cheng Qianfan opened his mouth to say something, but Liu Xia stopped him with a gesture.
"Don't just talk about the total price." Liu Xia said, "Tell me how much the long gun costs, how much the short gun costs, and how much the grenades cost."
"Lest you deceive me." She said with a smile.
"Sister, my sister Xia, what you are saying will make me sad." Cheng Qianfan cried out, "Not to mention anything else, if I want to be fooled, I won't be fooled by you."
Liu Xia looked at him with a smile.
"A soldier worth 1.5 cents, a gun worth 150 yuan," she said.
Cheng Qianfan was very surprised. He did not expect that Liu Xia actually knew the price of the long rifle.
Liu Xia is talking about a cartoon drawn by a Japanese cartoonist named Akatsuka Shunta. The cartoon has this sentence: A soldier worth 1.5 cents, a gun worth 150 yuan.
This means that a Type 38 rifle is worth 150 yen, and a soldier only needs to send a draft notice with a postage of 1.5 cents.
"Sister Xia doesn't know something." Cheng Qianfan cleared his throat and said seriously, "One hundred and fifty yen was the previous price, now it's at least three hundred yen, and..."
"And what?" Liu Xia couldn't help asking. She was amused. This Cheng Qianfan was talking about money and business.
.
When he was there, his serious expression and serious look made him even more handsome than usual.
You know, it is extremely difficult for someone as handsome as Cheng Qianfan to be any more handsome.
Sure enough, serious men are more attractive.
However, Liu Xia felt happy when she thought that Cheng Qianfan was most serious about business and talking about money.
…
"It's impossible to get a platoon of Japanese-style long and short guns on the market, let alone attract the attention of the Japanese military. This is extremely troublesome," Cheng Qianfan said.
Seeing that Liu Xia was listening attentively, he continued, "That is to say, I have always had a good relationship with the Japanese. There are some ways and I can think of a way."
"However, Sister Xia, this involves taking risks." Cheng Qianfan said seriously, "It's not just me who has to take risks, but my Japanese friends who are familiar with me also have to take risks."
"so what?"
"Five hundred silver dollars for a Type 38 rifle, Sister Xia, this is the lowest price I can pay." Cheng Qianfan raised five fingers and said with a serious expression, "I also have an explanation over there."
"Okay." Liu Xia thought briefly, "Seven hundred silver dollars for a spear."
She looked at Cheng Qianfan, "Where are the short guns and grenades?"
The exchange rate between Japanese yen and silver dollar is basically one to one.
Cheng Qianfan's face was very calm, and he would not be foolish enough to remind Sister Xia that she was wrong. He thought for a moment and said, "One platoon has too little equipment. It's a New Year's gift. You have to be sincere. How about two platoons?"
"A spear costs 600 yuan, and I don't want my share." Liu Xia thought for a while and said.
"That won't work." Cheng Qianfan shook his head decisively, "Follow the rules."
"Six hundred, just six hundred." He sighed, "Mr. Li is a sensible person."
The eyes of the two people collided softly in the air, and it seemed that there was moisture in the air. Both of them pursed their lips and smiled.
…
When it comes to doing business, Cheng Qianfan's attitude has always been extremely upright.
In the afternoon of the same day, the two went to Wang's Mansion to visit Chen Chunpu.
"Two reinforced platoons of weapons and two basic ammunition." Chen Chunpu frowned and looked at Cheng Qianfan, "The reinforced platoon you are talking about is a majority-staff establishment?"
"For a reinforced platoon of fifty people, the two reinforced platoons are based on a hundred people." Cheng Qianfan said.
"Well, weapons and ammunition for one hundred people, eighty thousand silver dollars." Chen Chunpu muttered, seeming hesitant.
"Director, there are still some medicines, and Qianfan said that this will be the strongest firepower configuration." Liu Xia explained, "It is not easy to get these weapons."
Chen Chunpu looked at Cheng Qianfan.
"The Japanese Military Police Headquarters in Shanghai..." Cheng Qianfan said, "My nephew has a friend."
"We can't let our Japanese friends suffer." Chen Chunpu nodded and with a stroke of his pen, 80,000 silver dollars became 140,000 silver dollars.
"However, I think this price can be kept low." Director Chen said seriously, "I will grant you four enhanced platoons."
He looked at Cheng Qianfan, his serious expression filled with expectation, "Qianfan, can you do it?"
"Director, you have said this." Cheng Qianfan said with a serious expression and gritted his teeth, "Even if it is not possible, it can be done."
"Okay, that's great." Chen Chunpu said happily, "The party and the country need responsible and capable young people like you."
"Director Chen, Mr. Wang wrote an inscription for Qianfan." Liu Xia said with a smile.
"I know, I know." Chen Chunpu nodded, "Why does the party-state control the city?"
He smiled and pointed at Cheng Qianfan, "Mr. Wang is naturally very good at reading people."
"Mr. Wang expresses his love, and Qian Fan is devoted to the party and the country, following the truth of peace and saving the country, and loyal to Mr. Wang!" Cheng Qianfan stood at attention, tall and straight, but his eyes could exude respect at the right time.
…
A moment.
Cheng Qianfan drove the car
.
He opened the door and gave Liu Xia a little help, then returned to the cab and drove the car himself.
"Director Chen has a big appetite." Cheng Qianfan suddenly sighed, "Thirty thousand."
As he spoke, he clicked his tongue.
From 80,000 silver dollars to 140,000 silver dollars, of the extra 60,000 silver dollars, according to industry regulations, Chen Chunpu had to directly take away at least 30,000 silver dollars.
"Sixty thousand." Liu Xia said.
Cheng Qianfan suddenly turned to look at Liu Xia.
"It's great to drive." Liu Xia said quickly.
Seeing Cheng Qianfan turn his head back and concentrate on driving, she felt relieved and said softly, "Mrs. Wang's side..."
Mrs. Wang...
Cheng Qianfan nodded slowly, so Chen Chunpu's demand for 60,000 silver dollars was... cruel enough, but also ridiculously reasonable.
There was a crunch.
Cheng Qianfan stopped the car on the side of the road. He turned to look at Liu Xia, his face a little bitter, "Sister Xia, if this is the case, we will be wronged."
"Are you willing to let your sister suffer?" Liu Xia gave Cheng Qianfan an angry look.
"Someone has to be wronged after all." Cheng Qianfan sighed, seeming a little embarrassed.
He said to Liu Xia, "Although Liming Zuan and I have never known each other, objectively speaking, this Mr. Li is still a good friend."
Cheng Qianfan rolled down the window, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and scratched behind his ear with his little finger, "This matter is a bit difficult to handle."
As he spoke, he took several puffs of cigarettes in a row.
When he and Liu Xia were calculating the amount of money before, they had already made Liming Zuan a sensible person, but now...
"Someone has to be wronged." Liu Xia looked at Cheng Qianfan and actually repeated what he just said.
"That's fine." Cheng Qianfan nodded, his eyes clear and serious, "Mr. Li was born in the army and has always been the most loyal."
"Lingming Zhuan is a sensible person." Liu Xia smiled and said, "He will understand."
"Yes." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "I agree with this. I have heard that Mr. Li will never embarrass his brothers."
For the current plan, we can only work hard to compile it at dawn.
Oh, no, I gave him the New Year gifts myself, Liming Zuan. What does Mr. Li have to complain about?
With this thought, Cheng Qianfan suddenly had a clear idea.
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