While drinking and chatting, the captain of one of Ozawakawa's gunboats put down his wine glass and looked at Zuo Chong and Gui Youguang with a smile on his face, and asked curiously.

"Your Excellency, I don't know the names of these two gentlemen?"

Ozawakawa's heart tightened, and he patted his forehead as if he was sorry on the surface, introducing the disguised identities of Zuo Chong and the other two to his subordinates.

"This is President Nan Jiaichiro, he has deep connections in the army and has a lot of connections with the senior leaders of the North China Front Army. The next person is Nan Jiajun's assistant."

Ozawakawa just told Gui Youguang. After all, it is not important to be a little person, but he focuses on the background of "Nan Kaichiro".

While he was speaking, Zuo Chong signaled that Gui Youguang sent a famous thorn. The famous thorn is actually a business card, and the name comes from a famous thorn in the ancient Republic of China.

The big bald man immediately did it, while Zuo Chong had a slight sense of superiority and smiled and said the name of the company and business scope of the "name".

"You guys, please take care of me for the first time. I am the head of the Osaka Kyoto Hokkien. It is a great thing to meet Ozawa and all the Imperial Warriors in Anqing.

Jingdong Club will soon open a number of branches in the Imperial Occupied Area to sell goods such as food, hardware, and department stores. If you have any help, please speak up."

food?

The people present looked at the famous thorn in their hands and thought of the food they sent to the "Bicheng Front" two days ago. Their eyes immediately lit up, and the corners of their mouths unconsciously raised slightly.

The imperial army is almost an open secret, otherwise it would be possible to maintain a luxurious life by relying solely on military pay, brigade commanders and division commanders’ families in the local area.

In fact, Tokyo also encourages this behavior, which can solve the shortage of military expenditure, and can also obtain precious metals from the Kuomintang-controlled areas to attack the government's economy.

The navy responsible for managing the surface transportation of the empire and occupied areas was even more severely affected. It is said that even an ordinary sailor could make considerable profits from it.

Since Shanghai is doing it, why can't Anqing do it? Some people have made this idea in the past, but Ozawakawa is too timid and they can only give up in the end.

Now Ozawakawa suddenly appeared a "good friend" who sold food. When he contacted the strange military capital transportation mission, it was obvious that their commander was not as honest as he seemed.

People with interest looked at each other, and enthusiastically chatted with Zuo Chong. They began to test whether they could help Jingdong Club and make money together.

Ozawakawa heard itchy teeth. Long live the locusts in these bastards. The slogan of the Empire's Wansheng was yelling loudly. Now, it was obvious that there were benefits, and they were all thrown behind.

The news spread the fastest, and soon the sailors at other tables also learned about the news. Some were itchy, some were disdainful, and some were waiting and watching. The atmosphere in the restaurant became even more lively.

Faced with the compliments and temptations of everyone, Zuo Chong felt it was time, so he drank a glass of wine, his face turned red and clapped his palms, indicating that Gui Youguang would do his job.

The big bald man saw the code and immediately got up and walked to the private room door, pushed open the door and turned around. A low wall made of Japanese yen bills appeared behind the door.

"This is."

"banknote?"

The Japanese who had never seen the world were stunned when they saw this. Some people didn't even know that they were drooling. They sat on the stool and looked straight at the hundred-dollar banknotes or bank exchange coupons in the room.

At this time, Japanese banknotes are strictly a kind of voucher, which can be exchanged for gold in equal amounts, but this function has been in name only after the financial crisis.

But no matter what, seeing so much money at once is a huge ideological impact for those present, shattering a long-standing values ​​and worldview.

Not to mention them, Ozawakawa, who has already obtained a lot of benefits, is also unstable and feels missing out on 100 million. He regrets that he has agreed to "Nan Jiaichiro" too early.

If he had known that the other party was so rich, what would a mere suitcase of money be counted? At least two suitcases, no, three suitcases, he would have agreed to escort the grain transport ship.

Zuo Chong, who was standing aside, smiled slightly. Since the concept of currency was born in human society, it means that everything has a corresponding price, which is nothing more than a question of how much it is.

What the Military Control Commission lacks the least is money, especially the Japanese yen. The money printing machine in the Yamashiro secret camp started at full speed, and the banknotes were printed out, and then exchanged for materials through various channels, or deposited into accounts of banks in various countries in various ways.

He didn't believe that seeing these yen, Ozawakawa's men could still maintain absolute loyalty to the locust. If they were humans, they had selfish desires. This is human nature and an iron law that no one could change.

My previous hint at the dinner table had already drawn out the greed of these Japanese people. The yen in the private room would quickly amplify this greed and disrupt their thinking.

However, fortunately, Anqing is not far from Jinling, and the appointment was made in advance when withdrawing money the previous time, otherwise Anqing's Zhengjin Bank would not be able to provide such a large amount of cash.

At this time, the lobby was extremely quiet. After a long time, someone finally realized it. He suppressed the greed and excitement in his heart, turned his head and asked Zuo Chong carefully.

"His Excellency Nanjia, are you?"

Everyone raised their ears and wanted to hear "Nan Jiaichiro"'s answer. No one is stupid. The other party is definitely not showing off to show off. Then there is only one possibility that the other party wants to bribe them.

Zuo Chong walked to the banknotes with a smile, put his hand on the low wall, looked up at the red-faced Japanese devils, chuckled and said slowly.

"This money belongs to you."

Everyone present was stunned and started to cheer wildly after a few seconds. The wine glasses, bowls and chopsticks all flew into the sky. Everyone was blinded by the sudden wealth. No one asked the other party for the reason for giving money.

Reason, is it important?

It doesn't matter at all.

With so much money, let alone transporting some illegal contraband to the Kuomintang-controlled area, even if the two gunboats from the Anqing garrison were sold to the people of the Republic of China, it would not be impossible to consider that there will always be losses in combat, right?

Looking at the ecstatic Japanese, Zuo Chong kept smiling and raised his hand and pressed it down. The cheers disappeared instantly. Look, what if the Japanese army was an "elite army", it was indeed prohibited.

Amid the anticipated gazes of the sailors, he closed the door of the private room with his backhand to block the banknotes, and then began to skillfully draw cakes without waiting for everyone to clamor.

"Okay, don't be excited. Now I will have a private conversation with everyone. After the conversation, the money will be distributed one by one according to the military rank and number.

This is just the beginning. Jingdong Club will bring more benefits to everyone in the future. When the war is over and the warriors are retired, I will also provide a decent job."

After saying that, he pulled Ozawakawa and the captain of one of the gunboats to the back hall. Gui Youguang immediately stood at the door of the private room, putting his right hand under his clothes to prevent anyone from taking risks.

As we all know, the moral bottom line of Japanese people has always been relatively low. Who knows if anyone doesn’t want to work and wants money? In short, they can’t give the Japanese a chance to eat bad things.

Besides, Zuo Chong and the other two walked through the corridor and came to a room to sit down. The walls separated the noise outside. The gunboat captain looked at the financial owner and boss in front of him and felt a little nervous. He was neither sitting nor standing.

"Haha, don't be nervous."

Zuo Chong comforted the man and chatted for a while. When the other party slowly relaxed, he got to the point. He did not go around in circles and directly revealed that there were smuggling supplies transported a few days ago.

It is also stated that this is a very profitable business. The last time I do it will be worth ten years of military pay, and it will never be owed to settle the bill in cash, but if you want to join, you must first submit a letter of submission.

The letter of the letter was nothing else, it was the intelligence personnel of the government in the hands of the Anqing military police. However, he also made it clear that he would definitely kill people to silence them at that time and could not leave any witnesses.

The gunboat captain's reaction was much calmer than Ozawakawa. He did not shout or make a fuss or clamor to report it. He agreed as quickly as possible, which made Zuo Chong a little at a loss.

In fact, this is normal. The smarter the person is, the more he knows the nature of Japan's war. The senior officials have made a fortune with the war. Why can't they?

To put it simply, the things given by Zuo Chong far exceed the benefits given by loyalty to the Locust and the Japanese political administration. Unless they are deadly tyrants, no one will reject this condition.

Of course, Zuo Chong would not trust the other party easily, and took out a confession book that he had prepared long ago. There was no other content on it, just to greet the whole family of Tianluo from the perspective of legal principles and biologic principles.

As long as you sign this deadly thing, no matter whether it is a real or a fake one, the other party will have no other choice, and you can only follow Zuo Chong and Ozawakawa to the dark side.

The gunboat captain was even more happy about this. He signed his name without hesitation and took a photo with him in his hand. It would be useless to regret it even if he had already been on the boat. It would be better to just point it.

In addition, like Ozawakawa, the other party did not ask Zuo Chong about his true identity. With this fig leaf on it, it is a good thing for both parties, and those who don’t know are innocent.

After signing, Zuoge sent Ozawakawa to call for the next person to come in, while the gunboat captain stayed. The newly developed personnel, just signing and taking pictures, must be stained with blood on their hands.

After decades of brain-washing education, there must be people in the lobby who are unwilling to betray Japan. Then the other party will play a role, and the money cannot be taken in vain.

Next, the sailors and low-level officers who came to the banquet came to the room one by one. Most of them agreed without much hesitation, but there were also people who couldn't think of it.

For this group of people, there is no need to do anything left, and someone will clean it up. The room next door is soon filled with bodies that are dying with their eyes closed. Blocking people's wealth is like killing their parents. No one wants to lose a chance to change their destiny because of the hotheads of a small group of people.

By late at night, the number of dozens of people coming to the restaurant decreased by seven or eight, and the remaining people stood in front of Zuo Chong, and they lined up to collect the money, and thanks were heard endlessly.

"Thank you, Your Excellency Nanjia."

"We are willing to work hard for all the time."

"Hayi."

It didn't take long for Zuo Zhong to hand over the last stack of cash to a grateful Japanese devil, and then prepared to give these people a final blow to avoid repeated recurrence.

He took out a few telex newspapers from his pocket. The so-called telex newspapers means that the Telegraph Bureau will collect some overseas news and sell them to travelers at a price of three cents per word.

This is expensive and meaningless to ordinary people, but it is very important for merchants who need to obtain information on the prices and supply and demand of goods in various places in a timely manner.

After meeting Ozawakawa yesterday, Gui Youguang went to withdraw money. Zuo Chong went to the Anqing Telegraph Bureau to buy some. He held the newspaper in a straightforward manner and slowly read the above reports.

These reports are no exception. They tell stories about a poor family in Japan who received remittances from their frontline relatives and thus lived a life of adequate food and clothing.

The Japanese Magistrates liked it very much and supported newspapers to publish such examples to boost morale and use interests to lure the people to support the war against China.

What excited the Japanese present was that the names mentioned in the report were the fathers, mothers or wives of some of them.

But they did not send money to their families at all, and there was only one answer. This was done by Nan Jiaichiro, who was powerful and powerful, and he transferred money to his relatives.

This is both a win-win and a warning. If someone dares to play tricks, not only will he be in trouble, but even his family members in the local area will suffer.

Gui Youguang suddenly realized that the General Affairs Office allocated funds to Tokyo for this purpose. The Deputy Director had pinched the other party's life gate. Now the Japanese should be completely honest.

Sure enough, the sailors whose family names were mentioned kneeled down with a bang and came down from the seat with a standard taxi to express their surrender and gratitude to Zuo Chong.

Zuo Chong accepted the bow calmly, then helped the few people up affectionately, and said to all the sailors and officers with sincerity.

"I know that some of you join our business under pressure, but I want to say that you should not be hostile to me, this is just a business.

Since it is a business, there are buyers and sellers. From this point of view, my friends and I are partners who are on the same position and share common interests.

So, let us join hands to create a better tomorrow, become a Monopoly together, and return to our hometown to receive cheers from our family!”

The Japanese had never heard of this kind of speech. When they thought of a good day in the future, they immediately stared at their blood-red eyes, held hands and raised their arms and let out a deafening howl.

“Onboard!”

“Onboard!”
Chapter completed!