Chapter three hundred and seventy first military call
Seeing Wu Sibao and She Aizhen's expressions of disbelief, Lin Chuang said: "You don't believe it, do you? Then I'll tell you."
After Lin Chuang finished speaking, he took a sip of wine and said to Wu Sibao and She Aizhen: "With the Qinggang's development now, it is no longer possible to make a fortune in alcohol, smokehouses, brothels, and casinos.
why?
First, Boss Du and the others have already put their hands in and have reached the extreme level of business, so it would be meaningless for you to do that business again;
Second, not only can you earn a lot of money, but to be honest, it is not clean money. How many people have lost their families and scattered their wives and children because of gambling and drugs? So you can't take advantage of it.
Third, if you want to become a famous figure in Shanghai, you must find a new way. If you don't compete with those big guys, you won't be able to compete."
Lin Chuang stretched out three fingers and explained one by one.
After hearing this, She Aizhen's eyes lit up: "Brother Lin, you mean industry?"
"Industry is only one of them. We must establish transportation lines, such as to Hong Kong and the mainland. We must find ways to get these lines in our hands. Even if we only open one line, we can make a lot of money." Lin Chuangdao.
After Lin Chuang finished speaking, She Aizhen glanced at Wu Sibao excitedly, and Wu Sibao's eyes also shone with excitement.
"Brother Lin is as wise as the sea, and he can explain the general trend of Shanghai clearly. Ah Bao, we have met a noble person." She Aizhen said to Wu Sibao.
"Sister, I admire you very much for your character and heroic demeanor. As for me, I am new to your country and am unfamiliar with the place, so I naturally need your help.
I don’t know how profitable my factory will be in the future, so I won’t let you take part in it.
But I won’t let your help go in vain. From today on, I will hire you as the honorary manager of our factory, with a monthly salary of five thousand yuan in French currency. What do you think?”
Lin Chuang threw out the sweets at the right time.
As soon as she heard this, She Aizhen burst out laughing!
You should know that five thousand French currency per month is a huge sum of money for She Aizhen's family!
"Brother Lin, you are so refreshing, my eldest sister is so sick of it!"
"Sister, let's talk about it first. You have to worry about the factory, and you also have to worry about the transportation lines. You don't just get paid and don't work," Lin Chuang said.
"Of course. I understand what you are thinking. It is just to use this money to let A Bao develop his own power. As long as he has power, nothing can be done? Don't worry, your factory is my factory. If
If there's any trouble that A Bao can't handle, I'll go find my godfather." She Aizhen said cheerfully.
"good!"
This was what Lin Chuang was waiting for.
She Aizhen's godfather is Li Yunqing, a "tong" generation leader of the Qing Gang, who is the most influential figure in Shanghai.
"Sister, come, let's drink this glass of wine, and wish us a happy cooperation!"
Lin Chuang and Qu Rubing both stood up and held the wine in their hands.
She Aizhen also stood up with wine in hand.
But Wu Sibao didn't move.
The three of them looked at him together.
"Abao, what's wrong with you? Bring the wine!" She Aizhen urged.
"Lin Ming, why are you so nice? Are you attracted to Azhen?" Wu Sibao asked Lin Chuang with squinting eyes.
"Are you looking for sex? Didn't you see that Ru Bing looks like a fairy, Brother Lin will fall in love with me? What are you thinking about every day?!" She Aizhen was stunned when she heard this.
He was so thick-skinned that he blushed and cursed angrily.
"Brother Wu, do you know why you are choked? You are just uneducated and rude in your words and actions. I really don't want to talk to you!" Lin Chuang said sarcastically, with a face that was neither a face nor a nose.
"Brother Wu, you are right, our head is indeed attracted to our eldest sister." Qu Rubing said with a smile.
As soon as she said this, everyone changed their colors.
"However, I have taken a fancy to the eldest sister's personality and want to accept her as my sister." Qu Rubing said.
"Xiao Bing, you are so glib, making fun of my elder sister!" She Aizhen said angrily.
"I love hearing this, girl!" Wu Sibao then smiled, stood up, picked up the wine glass, and touched Lin Chuang: "Done!"
…
time flies.
In the blink of an eye, it’s April of the 27th year of the Republic of China.
In more than half a year, Shanghai went through the Battle of Songhu and was now dominated by the Japanese.
Except for the French Concession, where Japanese influence had not yet spread, the public concession and the old city controlled by the former National Government were all controlled by the Japanese.
In the past six months, Lin Chuang had not received any tasks from the Military Command Bureau, which allowed him to free up his energy to concentrate on the research and development of health care products.
Relying on the knowledge acquired by later generations, he quickly developed a health product called "Haoshou". Of course, secretly he also made anti-inflammatory drugs made from traditional Chinese medicine.
The name "Haoshou" was chosen by Lin Chuang based on the three "unbearable" theories.
Of course it can't be called "Good Feeling" - that's not even a name.
We can only change the word "Shou" to "Shou", which not only matches the sound of "Shou", but also matches the nature of its health care products.
As soon as "Haoshou" came out, it immediately opened up a situation in Shanghai. The product can be said to be in short supply, and profits poured into Lin Chuang's pocket like sea water.
After "Haoshou" made profits, Lin Chuang took the initiative to give She Aizhen half of the shares.
Don't underestimate this half of the shares, more than 10,000 French currency is added to the account every month.
Wu Sibao received Lin Chuang's guidance and support, and his power increased greatly. Before the Battle of Songhu, he had already emerged in Shanghai.
After the battle, his fellow disciple Li Shiqun, a former Central Unification agent, defected to the Japanese and established a traitor spy organization with Ding Mocun at No. 67, Daxi Road.
Li Shiqun wanted to use the power of the Youth Gang to compete with Ding Mo Village in "No. 67", so he asked his master Li Yunqing for someone, and Li Yunqing recommended Wu Sibao to him.
Wu Sibao tasted the benefits of entering the industry, and at the same time needed to use the power of the Japanese to open up transportation lines to the mainland, so he happily accepted the position of deputy captain of the "No. 67" security brigade.
Now Wu Sibao and She Aizhen have moved away from Tongfuli, but Lin Chuang has been living in Tongfuli since the factory was built on the south bank of Suzhou River.
The Japanese set up checkpoints on the four bridges across the Suzhou River. However, thanks to Wu Sibao's presence, it was very convenient for Lin Chuang to enter and leave the public settlement, and he was basically able to go without any hindrance.
Everything is going well, but there is still one very troublesome thing.
Lin Chuang's plan to open a route from Shanghai to Chongqing has not yet been realized. Now he can only send cargo to Nanjing, not even northern Jiangsu.
Wu Sibao's strength was still far behind the Japanese, and the Japanese simply did not buy his credit.
Before this headache was solved, the first task assigned to the "Snake Group" by the Military Command Bureau came.
…
On April 9th, Lin Chuang had just returned home. Qu Rubing then whispered: "Master, the boss is calling."
Lin Chuang hurried up to the second floor, and Qu Rubing handed him a message: "Chen Huaijun, the deputy director of Shanghai Station, has rebelled, and your team is ordered to assist the Shanghai Station to eliminate him immediately. For more information about the relevant situation, please contact Fishbone. The contact location is Zhuangyuanlou Restaurant.
, a type of secret code.”
"Chen Huaijun?"
Lin Chuang was shocked after reading the telegram!