Chapter 3: Endless Money (Please Favorite, Please Recommend)

In the original story, Mu Liancheng was timid and subservient, lowering his head and eyes before everyone.

In reality, this man was no ordinary person; one could even say he had connections reaching the heavens.

During the Japanese occupation, he could still thrive while snatching food from the mouths of the Japanese.

Even now, with a sword hanging over his head, he could still spirit away his wealth and escape unscathed right under Wu Jingzhong's nose.

This clearly shows the depth of his methods and connections.

Hong Zhiyou naturally could not let this fat fish get away.

He wanted the money, and he wanted Wanqiu too!

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated.

As he spoke, he opened his briefcase, took out a small bundle of 10-dollar bills, and handed them to Anderson.

This was the rule.

Classmates are classmates, and business is business.

Anderson held down his hand and revealed with a smile:

"Hong, this one is free."

"Mu Liancheng defected to the Japanese in '39 after being introduced by Wen Shizhen, and he even funded Xiong Jiandong's Yellow Guard Army; he's a famous old traitor."

"He has a mistress who is a secret agent for the Mei Agency, and her family is the Sakahara clan, members of the military cabinet."

"Of course, he also has dealings with us."

Hong Zhiyou already knew this intelligence, so he asked casually: "Are you familiar with the Shuibing storage area?"

"Of course, I'm 'best buddies' with Captain Charles, who manages the warehouse."

"Connections are money; that's a principle I learned after coming to your place," Anderson said, holding a cigar between his fingers with a smug look.

"Mu Liancheng has a warehouse there; keep an eye on him for me."

"Remember, don't alert the enemy."

"Watch him like a hawk; if there is any movement, call my office immediately."

Hong Zhiyou took out another small gold bar and pressed it onto the banknotes.

"OK! Your business is my business."

"I have many brothers, but they are all fake. Only you, Hong, are real."

"Back when we were training in the mountains, I stepped on a landmine left by the Japanese; if it weren't for you, I would have gone to see God long ago."

Anderson smiled and gladly accepted the gold bar and the banknotes.

You really are my good brother... Hong Zhiyou felt a pang of heartache.

He was even poorer than Ma Kui.

This little bit of money was a kickback he'd taken from the Kang family, and now it was all going to this American.

Of course, you have to spend money to make money.

As long as he could catch Mu Liancheng, everything would be worth it.

"Hong, do you want to get rich?"

After reminiscing for a while, Anderson asked.

"Do you have a way?" Hong Zhiyou asked.

"The Japanese left behind a large batch of opium, equipment, and medicine, and I want to offload it," Anderson said.

"How much profit is there?"

"At the very least, one hundred thousand US dollars!"

A deal worth one hundred thousand US dollars?

Hong Zhiyou couldn't help but feel his heart race.

At present, the Bretton Woods system had been established, and one US dollar was roughly equivalent to 0. grams of gold.

One had to know that an imported Studebaker car only cost 4, 00 or 5, 00 US dollars.

The US dollar held an absolute advantage over silver dollars.

Not to mention foreign exchange; in Jinmen and Nanjing, it had already soared past the 6, 00 threshold.

"You could look for the Jinmen garrison, the Garrison Command, or the police department," Hong Zhiyou thought for a moment and said.

"No!"

"You know our Brigadier General Butler is an honest man... he doesn't allow us to do business with your people."

"I have privately approached the people you mentioned."

"They said the Jinmen station is watching them."

"They can't figure out Station Chief Wu and don't dare to act rashly."

"More importantly, they don't need weaponry or medicine, and the opium is provided by local dock gangs; they don't need our goods."

"So, my brother, you have to help me."

Anderson's tone was extremely pleading.

Hong Zhiyou rubbed the bridge of his nose.

Wu Jingzhong was deep in thought and ruthless; this could be seen from the fact that he had executed a batch of officials from the Japanese occupation period as soon as he arrived in Jinmen.

At present, Boss Dai's power was overwhelming.

All the major agencies in Jinmen, and even the garrison, were in great awe of this "Imperial Envoy."

Moreover, Wu Jingzhong had always been a recluse, only seeking to embezzle wealth through agents within a range he was certain of.

When Ji Weimin was arrested, there was a whole carload of wealth.

He only dared to let Yu Zecheng go and take a look; old Yu brought back a jade Buddha, which made Wu Jingzhong giddy with joy.

This shows just how cautious Wu Jingzhong was.

Outsiders wanting to curry favor with him might not even find a way in.

"Doing business is a matter with too many eyes and ears, and with the military mediation coming up, Station Chief Wu will definitely not participate."

"How about this, I'll point out two clear paths for you."

"Firearms and medicine can be sold to the Reds; right now, Hu Zongnan's forces are already locked in combat, and they are in urgent need of these."

"For the opium trade, you can find the dock gangs."

"Opium dens, brothels, gambling houses, and clubs—the opium consumed in these places is all provided by them."

"As long as you connect with them, you can not only avoid the skimming by those profiteers in the garrison and police department, but it's also more discreet and won't break your General Butler's rules."

Hong Zhiyou analyzed patiently.

"I've thought about that too, but I can't get in touch with the Reds," Anderson said in distress.

"Who is behind you? Are they tough?" Hong Zhiyou asked.

Anderson was just a small sergeant; if it were just some petty business, he wouldn't play along—one wrong step in this kind of thing and you lose your head.

"Colonel Fielson, Deputy Commander of the Marine Corps," Anderson replied with great confidence.

The number two big shot—that was enough.

"I know him; I can introduce you."

Hong Zhiyou had been worrying about how to connect with Yu Zecheng.

Helping the Reds transport weapons and medicine was exactly the rare opportunity he needed.

Moreover, he was certain that old Yu would definitely do it.

One had to know that penicillin was worth more than gold right now!

This was exactly what the Reds lacked the most.

"That's great!"

"However, competitors are enemies; I can't handle Boss Zhang of the dock Cao Gang. The price he agreed to pay is 30% lower than the market rate, so we won't make any profit."

"And his son, Zhang Shaojie, used to be a classmate of your Jinmen station's Section Chief Lu's son."

"He also has connections with the garrison."

"He doesn't buy my act at all!"

Anderson's brows were twisted into a knot.

Lu Qiaoshan!

This was indeed a problem.

Lu Qiaoshan was the number two in the station.

He had direct jurisdiction over the Jinmen station's Water and Land Unified Inspection Office, the Anti-Smuggling Bureau, the Postal Inspection Office, and the Security Inspection Office.

He also held the concurrent position of Director of the Police Department's Inspection Division.

Except for the Garrison Command and the garrison, which he couldn't directly interfere with, he could reach most of Jinmen; his power was unimaginably great.

"I'll take care of Fourth Master Zhang of the Cao Gang."

"By the way, can you get foreign liquor, cigars, and coffee?"

"The rich people and masters these days are all chasing trends, and there's a huge gap in the market; if you can get the goods, I can help you offload them."

Hong Zhiyou asked.

He had learned this when he was playing cards with the wives' group, revealed by the wife of Mobile Corps Commander Tian of the Security Brigade.

Red wine, cigars, and Beetle cars were symbols of status in this era.

Just speaking of Jinmen, apart from the upper echelons of the military, police, and city, and some top wealthy merchants, even those who were slightly less wealthy couldn't buy them.

One had to know that Jinmen was the largest port in the north, and even then, they were so scarce.

Not to mention the supply and demand in other cities.

"That's possible; the clubs left behind by the Europeans, as well as our Navy Club, all have supplies, and these goods are managed by the Naval Warehouse Statistics Department.

"I can ask Charles to inquire about it; he should be able to spare a portion."

Anderson answered very affirmatively.

"Wait for my good news!" Hong Zhiyou beckoned the waiter over to pack up the food and drinks.

"Hong, whether we brothers can get rich depends on you."

Anderson shook hands with him and drove away.

Hong Zhiyou carried the food container out of the restaurant.

The sky was very blue.

His mood was very good.

This is an era where you can pick up money; as long as you are bold enough and careful enough, there is an endless amount of money to be made.

Once the wharf's Cao Gang is taken and the beautiful ladies of the wives' circle are well served, with such extensive connections and resources, there will be no shortage of sales channels for the business.

He could completely become the biggest profiteer in Jinhai!

Of course!

He cannot stand at the forefront, otherwise Wu Jingzhong alone could pluck him to death.

He must think of a way to find someone reliable who can stand at the forefront.

……

The contract has already been signed at light speed; the sugar daddies can invest a wave, it definitely won't be a loss.

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(End of this chapter)