nycdaug Chapter 287 The Big Shot's Handle
Chapter 287 The Big Shot's Handle
When it comes to making money from others, Chen Yang might be more cautious, after all, it is not easy for others to earn their hard-earned money.
But if it's the Jinling government's money, then we won't be polite.
These bastards have been robbing and bullying people everywhere in the enemy-occupied areas, doing all kinds of evil. They are well-known for being arrogant and domineering. Why should we be polite to them?
Picking up the phone, Chen Yang called Gao Tianjiu and asked about the account matters, and then asked the Fang brothers about the issue of arms inventory.
The arms business has always been very popular, and with Chen Yang's transportation network, he can easily accomplish things that others cannot.
Originally, the largest buyer of arms was the Red Party. However, ever since Hu Yunqing and Gao Tianjiu reached a cooperation agreement to exchange tungsten ore for German equipment, the Red Party will not purchase in large quantities in the short term.
Most of the customers who purchase now are in small quantities, usually only about one or two hundred branches.
Fang Shijie gave a rough estimate of the number of arms in the warehouse, and Chen Yang was a little surprised when he heard it.
One third of the arms that we shipped last time with Toshio Komuro have been sold.
There are more than 30,000 guns in the warehouse, more than half of which are Chinese-made and domestically produced light machine guns captured on the battlefield.
These spoils are the most profitable goods.
Toshio Komuro sold it at the price of scrap iron at the time. A Zhongzheng rifle was priced at only fifteen dollars, and a domestically produced light machine gun was only forty dollars.
It is only one-third of the price of the Japanese Type 38 and Type 92 light machine guns.
Even if the guys at Xiaotongqiao sold it for eighty dollars, they would still make a fortune.
Therefore, the Japanese and domestic equipment in the warehouse, plus the German equipment that has just arrived, can still supply a total of 50,000 to 60,000 troops.
Chen Yang secretly calculated in his mind that once this batch of goods was sold, the funds for the pharmaceutical factory in the UK would be almost complete.
"Okay, I understand." After listening to Fang Shijie's report, Chen Yang hung up the phone with satisfaction.
Then, he quickly wrote a telegram, called He Yuehua in, and asked him to reply to Jinling.
He Yuehua took the telegram and took a quick look at the quotation given by Chen Yang. She almost fell out of her eyes when she saw so many zeros.
"By the way, let them make a decision as soon as possible. In a few days, the Operation Center will cooperate with Colonel Koyama of the 155th Epidemic Prevention Department to transport poison gas bombs."
“There may not be time to arrange their shipments by then.”
He Yuehua nodded, took the telegram and left the office.
Chen Yang put the pen back into the pen holder, stood up, walked to the window and sighed again.
He had been thinking about the poison gas bombs for several days and had been looking for an opportunity to destroy them.
However, until now, he has not found any breakthrough.
This time, Kojiro Koyama was the one who escorted the shipment personally. The only people in Shanghai who knew about this were him and Daiki Higashino from the General Affairs Office.
Behind Higashino Daiki is Yoshikawa Masao of the Military Police Headquarters. It is not easy to frame him.
If you go too far, you might end up making things worse and exposing your identity.
He also passed this information to Qiu Chan through a dead mailbox, asking Qiu Chan to inquire at the headquarters.
Before this, Chen Yang had prepared himself mentally. If his superiors insisted that he take action, he would have no choice but to take the risk and plant the bomb on the train.
However, the message sent back from the headquarters was to focus on self-preservation and not to worry about the gains and losses of a single city or pond.
In addition, Shancheng has sent 10,000 gas masks to the Nanchang defenders and tried its best to urge residents in the city to leave to avoid accidents.
Chen Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the reply from his superior.
Previously, he thought that letting him make the decision was just a polite remark from his superiors, but he didn't expect that they really intended to give him the power to choose his actions.
By doing this, his success rate of lurking increased a lot. At least he didn't need to help clean up the mess every now and then.
Moreover, in Chen Yang's view, 3,500 poison gas bombs were just a small bait.
The last ten thousand or so are the big fish.
As a seasoned fisherman, catching the big ones and keeping the small ones is a basic rule...
Chen Yang now wants to see if there is a chance to blow up the 10,000 poison gas bombs behind him.
It is impossible for Hirojiro Koyama to escort the goods personally every time. As long as he is not the one making the decision, Chen Yang believes that he should be able to find an opportunity.
The afternoon passed quickly.
As the workday was about to end, Chen Yang slowly picked up the phone and called the newspaper office to find Haley.
Who knew that the person who answered the phone was her boss, the old-fashioned French man, Bob.
Knowing that he was Haley's fiancé, Bob still explained politely.
Because Jinling sent an invitation letter, Haley has already gone to Jinling for an interview.
Chen Yang was stunned for a moment and could only politely say something like how important the work was and that as a family member he should strongly support it.
After hanging up the phone, Chen Yang called Fujiwara Shizuka again.
Who knows, Fujiwara Shizuka also said she didn't have time,
Probably because she was afraid that Chen Yang would be angry, Fujiwara Shizuka still explained that the Special High Technology Department was doing its best to monitor Germany's movements.
Fujiwara Shizuka didn't say anything next, obviously it was a confidential matter.
Chen Yang also expressed his understanding. Li Xianshu has always wanted to know the intelligence from the Germans, but Bernard has never found an opportunity to ask Feldman out, so Chen Yang can only wait.
Well, I’m alone again. After thinking about it, Chen Yang decided to call Sakurako Kawada and ask her to prepare a room.
The lights are on, Yue Longsha.
There is a small room by the window on the top floor. The decoration in the room is somewhat different from that in other rooms.
Most of the rooms on the top floor are luxurious, grand, and even have a bit of a seductive feel, but this room seems much more plain....
"Boss, do you need me to arrange some beauties to accompany you?" Sakurako Kawada knelt in front of Chen Yang and filled his glass of wine.
"No need, I just came here to sit down." Chen Yang picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
"What's the matter? Boss, no one has an appointment today?" Sakurako Kawada looked at Chen Yang with provocative eyes.
It's no secret that she wants to sleep with Chen Yang, and besides, Yue Takisha is not the only one who wants to sleep with Chen Yang.
"It's not that no one has asked me out, I just want some quiet time. You know, too many women can be annoying." Well, the only thing Chen Yang still had left was his mouth.
Kawada Sakurako covered her mouth and chuckled, then, as if she had thought of something, she bowed slightly and said, "Boss, please wait for a moment. I'll go get something."
Chen Yang nodded slightly.
Sakurako Kawada walked away in small steps, and after a while, she came back again.
Kneeling in front of Chen Yang, Sakurako Kawada handed him a stack of thin notebooks with both hands.
"Boss, I have arranged for someone to do what you asked me to do last time."
"These are some of the things they accidentally revealed, and some of them are confidential information."
Chen Yang hesitated for a moment, made a note, and then tore up the notebooks that contained the confidential information.
Then he said solemnly: "Yingzi, tell them from now on not to ask for confidential information, so as not to bring about a fatal disaster."
“That’s not what I want you to do.
I slacked off for one chapter in the afternoon, and there is still one chapter to be finished before seven o'clock...