Chapter 680: He gave him too much

'Poof!'

'Poof!'

More bales of cotton fabric were plucked out.

While untying them, Zhang Yong took a special look and discovered that the quality of the cotton fabric was very good.

Heaven has paradise, and below there is Suzhou and Hangzhou. He was indeed right.

The textile industry in the Suzhou and Hangzhou area is very well developed. The quality of the cotton cloth produced is not inferior to that of foreign cloth.

Under the impact of imported goods, it seems that the only thing that can barely maintain its position is cotton cloth.

Suddenly...

a bold idea pops into his head.

There is plenty of cotton cloth in the Jiangnan region. However, the Eighth Route Army, which has just entered North China, lacks cotton cloth.

The Eighth Route Army lacks almost everything. It seems that he should find a way to support them a little.

And the New Fourth Army, which was fighting the Japanese in the south of the Yangtze River, was also lacking in supplies.

If someone could secretly provide a little support at this time, it would certainly be a good thing.

However, Zhang Yong was not omnipotent and could not possibly take care of everything. Therefore, he needed some help.

Or rather, he needed a layer of skin.

Liao Panxi was the target he had in mind. She had potential.

She was a woman. The Liao family had no male descendants.

Although it was a bit shameless. But it was indeed a very advantageous condition.

She also had a mother and a younger sister, both of whom could be manipulated.

'Come with me for a moment.'

'Okay.'

Liao Panxi was puzzled.

She followed Zhang Yong to the corner of the cabin.

Zhang Yong got straight to the point, 'Miss Liao, are you married?'

'Why are you asking?' Liao Panxi frowned, 'This is my personal business. It's none of your business.'

'No. It is relevant. If you have a boyfriend or sweetheart, forget it. If not, I want to talk to you about something.'

'My personal affairs are none of your business.'

'No. Neither you nor I have absolutely private affairs.'

'Are you trying to force me to marry you?'

'No. I want you to do something for me. If you have a sweetheart or boyfriend, it will get in the way. Then I'll find someone else.'

'What do you want to do?'

'I want to invest in your Liao family business. I can offer you some advice.'

'Is Team Leader Zhang also good at business?'

'No. I don't understand it. But I know the I Ching. I can deduce some of the general trends of the future. That should be useful for your business.'

'Oh? For example...'

'By the end of next year, the Japanese army will occupy Hangzhou. If the Liao family doesn't want to become the Japanese lackey, it must plan ahead and relocate some of its businesses to the rear. Places like Changsha, for example. Wuhan is out of the question. It would be best to relocate to places like Kunming, Chengdu and Chongqing.'

'You deduced this?'

'Yes.'

Zhang Yong nodded.

He used the I Ching as an excuse for everything. Asking is the I Ching.

In fact, he had never even read the I Ching...

'I don't believe it.'

'What if it's true?'

'You...'

Liao Panxi hesitated.

She was not a woman without a brain.

Although Zhang Yong's idea was very absurd, she was afraid that just in case...

If such a scenario really occurred, the Liao family, being in Hangzhou, would not have a good time. What could they do when the Japanese came?

"Do you know whose these banknotes are?'

'No.'

'Ding Furong's.'

'Him?'

'He and Jiang Guohu, both of them were impersonated by the Japanese.'

'What?'

'You're surprised, aren't you. Then think about it, why would Ding Furong hide the banknotes in the goods and transport them out through your Liao family's channels?'

'This...'

Liao Panxi frowned slightly.

This was the biggest point of doubt. It was also unexplainable.

And there was the mortar before. All of this fully proves that Ding Furong is definitely no ordinary person. Only a Japanese spy can explain it.

In that case, the Japanese invaders' ambition to dominate is indeed very terrifying.

They have infiltrated Hangzhou.

Zhang Yong was on her ship, Liao Panxi, intercepting the Japanese spy's cargo...

Can she explain? Obviously not.

In the eyes of the Japanese spies, she is the enemy. If the Japanese army does occupy Hangzhou, the Liao family will have endless problems.

'What is your plan?' Liao Panxi said cautiously.

Zhang Yong said frankly, 'I'll pay. You will expand the business into the concession. Expand to Hong Kong Island. And the Chengdu-Chongqing area. And the southwest.'

'How much money do you have?'

'Not much. A hundred thousand or so.'

Zhang Yong casually counted the banknotes in his space.

He took out one-third. He kept the remaining two-thirds as a reserve. Although he was confident in controlling Liao Panxi, who could say for sure what would happen in the future?

What if, by chance, she gets shot dead? That's entirely possible.

In these troubled times, even Boss Dai can't guarantee his own safety. How about a weak woman like her?

'You want to give me 100,000 silver dollars?'

'Yes.'

'What do you want in return?'

'To protect my capital.'

'Wouldn't it be better if you kept it for yourself?'

'These are all silver notes. They're not safe. Only cash or physical objects are safe.'

'Then I can't guarantee that I won't lose money.'

'If you follow my advice, I won't blame you even if you lose money. But if you don't listen to my advice and lose money, you'll be responsible for it yourself.'

'Are you trying to control our Liao family in disguise?'

'You can refuse.'

'Hmph!'

Liao Panxi was not very willing.

This Zhang Yong, outwardly a devil, was also evil at heart.

He must have designs on her. Or on the Liao family. That's why he was doing this. He was a bad guy.

He's a bad guy, and he's not hiding it. He's blunt and outspoken.

But he's offering her a lot...

Hundreds of thousands of silver dollars! If it's true, she really wants it.

No one can say no to money. Not even her.

Anyway, the other party said that as long as she follows his advice, it doesn't matter if she loses money.

In that case, she was really a little bit tempted. It would be best to lose all his money. It was to prevent this guy from being overconfident and sure of victory.

You may be a Japanese spy. But that doesn't mean you know how to do business!

'Where are the silver notes?'

'Look.'

Zhang Yong took out a thick stack of silver notes.

Liao Panxi was moved. This guy really has it.

Impressive.

He is a first-class money-grabber.

He has actually managed to collect so many banknotes.

'Don't think too much,' Zhang Yong said calmly. "I confiscated all this from the Japanese spies.'

'Go on, what do you suggest?" Liao Panxi said slowly.

'Send someone to the southwest to establish a chamber of commerce and buy a large quantity of tung oil. Refine raw tung oil into mature tung oil. Have you heard of tung oil?'

'I know.'

'Right. What you need to do now is to stockpile mature tung oil.'

'That doesn't seem to be worth much, does it?'

'Of course it's not worth much now. But it will be very valuable in the future.'

'Really?'

Liao Panxi still didn't quite believe him.

However, she didn't see any problems. She could do it.

There didn't seem to be any strong competitors in the tung oil business for the time being. If she had enough capital, she could indeed stockpile a large amount of tung oil.

However, she really couldn't imagine what room there was for appreciation.

The tung oil industry has been around for thousands of years. Could it change in the short term? Don't be ridiculous.

Zhang Yong didn't explain.

No one would believe him if he did.

He couldn't possibly say that in the next few years, the number of warships of the world powers would skyrocket.

Especially the warships of the United States of America, which would be launched like crazy. The numbers were terrifying.

More than 100 aircraft carriers.

Thousands of destroyers, cruisers, and battleships.

The most terrifying thing is that more than 2,700 10,000-ton Liberty ships were built in just three years!

In just three years, more than 2,700 ships! And they're all 10,000-ton class!

What's the concept?

It means that the rest of the world combined doesn't even come close to half of that.

Not even 30%!

This terrifying productivity is the fundamental guarantee of crushing the opponent.

The launching of a large number of ships has also greatly pushed up the price of tung oil. In the future, the price of tung oil will skyrocket more than tenfold!

All the wooden equipment on the ships needs to be waterproofed with a large amount of tung oil.

The Beautiful Country needs a lot of tung oil.

They have money and don't care about the price.

As long as you have it, they want it. They will pay directly in US dollars.

Therefore...

It is impossible to lose money.

'You can trust me. Even if I lose money, I won't blame you.'

'Okay. Deal.'

Liao Panxi agreed.

Zhang Yong then began to count the banknotes.

He counted out 150,000 in one go, from various banks.

He discovered that there were still many Bank of North China notes in his space, which could not be used in the Jiangnan region. He was depressed.

He returned to the beginning.

By this time, more money had been separated out.

There were more than 200 notes, which amounted to more than 10,000 taels of silver. There might be more.

Liao Panxi was secretly amazed.

This Zhang Yong is really a genius! It's so easy to make money.

Just this once, he made tens of thousands of taels of silver.

No wonder he's afraid to take it out.

Otherwise, how could he possibly let anyone else have a share?

This guy is greedy too. What a money-grubber.

'Gulp!'

'Gulp!'

Suddenly, Zhang Yong's stomach rumbled.

Oh, it's time to eat. But he didn't want to go out.

He had to keep an eye on the place.

What if Liao Pansi swallowed it all?

He was the best at swallowing, so of course he couldn't let anyone else have the same opportunity. Even if it was a woman.

So he ordered a large number of buns to be bought. He quickly got rid of the problem.

And he invited Liao Panshi to eat buns with him. He treated her.

Liao Panshi: ...

This guy.

She had never seen anything like it.

He had intercepted so many banknotes and then invited her to eat buns.

And he had the nerve to say...

Something about the start-up phase, that you should save where you can...

And that he was being thrifty.

And he had even found an excuse...

Finally, she had checked all the cotton bales. Sure enough, she found 500 big ones. That's 25,000 silver dollars.

Without a doubt, she handed them all over to Liao Panxi. She was keeping them safe. It was also a kind of investment.

'Apart from tung oil, is there anything else?'

'Remember to start laying out the Hong Kong Island and Southwest regions. Set up offices in advance.'

'Got it,'

Liao Panxi answered sulkily.

She felt a little blocked in the chest. It was all because of the buns.

She had been hungry earlier and had eaten a few more buns than she should have. She had also thought that she should take advantage of Zhang Yong's generosity. As a result, she was feeling full.

It was uncomfortable.

She patted her chest gently.

Zhang Yong tilted his head and looked at her for a while. He felt that she was quite resourceful.

If she had children in the future, she would definitely not lose out at the starting line. She was blessed with natural resources.

He shook his head.

He expelled the distracting thoughts from his mind.

He did not lack women at the moment. There were so many beautiful female spies that he could take them any time.

Dealing with beautiful spies is a sense of accomplishment and a sense of conquest.

What he lacks is a white glove.

She is here to work. She is not here to enjoy herself.

Of course, if she is willing one day, he will not refuse ruthlessly...

He came out of the cabin.

He noticed that it was dark outside.

Haha, how the day passed.

Sure enough, money is the driving force. Another busy day.

The military police headquarters did not send anyone.

Zhang Yong did not rush either.

He didn't expect him to send someone.

Unless he called Gu Bafeng first. And let Gu Bafeng come out in person. But that was unnecessary.

There was no rush.

It wasn't necessary.

To find someone to split the money with?

Since it was certain that Ding Furong's money was probably at the dock, it was definitely necessary to keep outsiders away.

At this moment, the dock was much quieter.

There was no longer the tense atmosphere that had existed before. Apart from the fact that they could not move in or out freely, everything else was as usual.

Zhang Yong got off the ship and went to find the second Japanese spy.

This Japanese spy is at the entrance to a warehouse at the pier. He has already finished dinner and is cleaning his teeth.

Next to him are a dozen other people, all of the same type. They are coolies. They are responsible for carrying the big bags. Those bales of cotton fabric were carried onto the ship by them.

These coolies don't have much to say, but they definitely have plenty of strength.

They don't have any work to do for the time being, so they all seem to be relaxing.

Zhang Yong, on the other hand, is busy all day long.

You see, tonight he has to work overtime for free again. And he won't even get overtime pay. He'll have to find his own supper.

Really...

There isn't a single golden sign on this huge dock. What's the point?

A red dot approaches from afar. It's Wang Jichang. This guy actually showed up more than an hour ago. But he didn't come over to say hi to Zhang Yong until now.

The Wang family is something else. Not to mention the fact that he's a Japanese impostor. Of course Zhang Yong doesn't like him.

As long as he doesn't reveal his identity, there's no need to fear the secret police. The Wang family also has people. Now there's one more in the Third Section.

'Mr Wang,' Zhang Yong greeted the other man with a smile.

Then he suddenly thought of something.

Perhaps there was a way to get rid of his two suitcases of tungsten?

Who better to take advantage of than this Wang Jichang? One of the suitcases belonged to him.

It was like returning something to its rightful owner.

'Team Leader Zhang, you've really worked hard,'

'Is Boss Wang treating me to a late night snack?'

'Of course, if you'll have me, it's no problem at all.'

'Good, it's settled then.'

Zhang Yong checks his watch. It's 7pm.

It's spring, but it still feels like the days are short and the nights are long. It's completely dark at 7pm.

'10pm. I'll be there on time.'

'Good.'

Wang Jichang smiles, but his smile doesn't reach his eyes.

He cursed in his heart, you son of a bitch, do you really take me seriously?

Do you really think I want to invite you out for a late night snack?

Baka!

Go to hell!

I'll poison you and get you killed!

Of course, he could only think about it.

He didn't want to reveal himself. Of course he couldn't do anything rash.

It was still very necessary for him to control this wharf. The profits were very lucrative.

The Jiang, Song, Kong and Chen families controlled most of the resources. Although the Wang family also had a little, it was not as good as the four families joining forces.

'Then I'll get back to work. We'll meet again at ten o'clock.'

'See you later.'

The two parted ways and said goodbye.

Zhang Yong continued to lead the men to arrest the Japanese spy.

Behind him, Wang Jichang's face gradually turned cold. He turned away angrily.

Zhang Yong came to the side of the Japanese spy.

The Japanese spy looked at him suspiciously. He looked very natural.

Zhang Yong said leisurely, 'What a pity, you didn't shoot me dead...'