Crossing the spy war, my code name is God of Wealth

Chapter 157 Visitors from Jinling

Nishio Toshizo sighed silently.

He didn't like the way Fatty reminisced about his predecessors with a sigh on his face, but he had to admit that what Fatty said made sense.

It is precisely because of the imperial warriors' spirit of daring to challenge the strong that the empire has grown from a weak country to what it is today.

Nishio Toshiteru said slowly: "So, even though we know this is a trap, we still have to fight it?"

Doi-Yuan Kenji nodded and said, "To fish in troubled waters means to be willing to be used by others and take risks for others."

"But if we are absolutely sure and can firmly grasp the fruits of victory, then all sacrifices for the empire will be worth it."

"Now that the game has been decided, it is a contest between two chess players."

"Besides, do you know what the final result of the alliances is? That is, all six kingdoms were destroyed by the powerful Qin."

"He thought he could reap enough benefits from this, but isn't this also an opportunity for us?"

Nishio Hisahiru was shocked and said slowly: "It seems that General Doi-Yuan has made a decision."

Kenji Doi-mata smiled and said, "Mrs. Yamamoto is indeed as the legend says. She is extremely intelligent and a master of all plans. I really underestimated her vision."

"Since we have decided to wage war against the Soviet Union, I must follow military orders and go to Jiamusi to take up my post."

"Nishio-kun, we'll have a drink and a good time when the imperial flags are all over Karafuto Island."

"Sure, sure..."

Shanghai, Plum Blossom Tower.

Chen Yang crossed his legs, humming a little tune while calculating the supplies he had obtained this time.

Only a small portion of what was burned in Warehouse No. 6 of the Material Operation Center were real supplies, most of them were empty boxes filled with garbage.

The real goods had already been secretly placed in other warehouses.

If we look solely at the records on the incoming materials list, the value of these materials would be around two to three million.

But the real number is 1,674 dollars.

Among them, more than 300 dollars were for the boxes, and only more than 1,000 dollars were for some miscellaneous supplies.

There's no way to find out if you're serious about this kind of thing.

The warehouse was burned to ashes, and Yoko Yamaguchi inside had long been burned into a mummy.

You can still expect a mummy to suddenly stand up and accuse them. That's a gene warrior, not a ghost warrior.

Chen Yang was looking through the material records with a smile.

The sophisticated calculation function in my mind has already listed all the prices of the materials one by one.

The final price was 2.18 million.

The total price on the material list was 2.78 million, which means that the gap of 600,000 was also filled by this fire.

Chen Yang curled his lips and muttered, "Damn it, I thought Yoshikawa was such a fair and honest old fox, but in just a few months, he actually swindled 600,000 yuan."

Of course, not all of these two million supplies came from Yoshikawa Masao.

A large part of them were materials originally transported by the Material Transportation Center from Yunnan Province and other places, all of which were flammable items such as pig bristles and tung oil.

Only these things can be burned cleanly in a fire. If you change them into corn and soybeans, haha, you might have to hand over a warehouse full of popcorn.

After putting the documents on the table, Chen Yang stood up and stretched his waist. Sitting in the office all day long was more tiring than running outside.

Oh, what a shameless person, he can't enjoy a peaceful life.

"Dong Dong" there was a crisp knock on the door, and a deep voice came,

Report……

"Come in."

The door opened, and Dongye Daimu walked in with documents under his arm, saying, "Assistant Chen, this is tomorrow's dispatch list, please take a look."

Chen Yang raised his hand slightly and said, "Put it on the table."

Dongye Daimu put the folder on the table and said, "Assistant Chen, there is one more thing. Two guests came to the office. They said they were from Jinling and needed to see you."

"A guest from Jinling? He wants to see me?" Chen Yang asked in surprise, "Who is he?"

"Oh, he said he was Ma Yanlin, the special commissioner of the Finance Department of the Republic of China's Reform Government."

The special commissioner from the Financial Secretary came to me? Chen Yang was a little confused for a moment.

"Hitsuno-kun, please ask him to come in."

"Hi."

Higashino Daiki responded, turned and left the room. After a while, footsteps were heard.

Two middle-aged men walked into the office led by Higashino Daiki.

As soon as the two entered the office, before Chen Yang could ask, the middle-aged man in a long gown stepped forward and introduced himself: "You are Consultant Chen Yang, right? Hello, hello, I am Ma Yanlin, the Commissioner of the Finance Department of the National Reform Government."

"This is Mr. Ye Zhengxian, the president of the Zhejiang Merchants Association and the representative of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang financial group."

Ye Zhengxian? Chen Yang looked at the man and was slightly shocked.

He was familiar with this name, a wealthy man in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang financial group, nicknamed Ye Bancheng.

It is said that his assets are worth over 100 million and half of the industries in Hangzhou belong to him.

Seeing him in a suit and tie, looking gentle and elegant, he was very different from the image of the high-handed richest man in Zhejiang and Jiangsu.

"Mr. Ye, I've long heard of your name." Chen Yang ignored Ma Yanlin and greeted Ye Zhengxian first.

Ma Yanlin is the Commissioner of the Financial Secretary, while Ye Zhengxian is just a local rich man. Their identities are very different.

To put it bluntly, Ma Yanlin can crush Ye Zhengxian with just his words.

But Chen Yang was so polite to him.

"I dare not, I dare not. Consultant Chen is too polite." Ye Zhengxian was startled by Chen Yang's action and felt a little flattered.

Chen Yang really didn’t think so much, and his admiration for Ye Zhengxian was genuine.

Chen Yang has been doing business overseas with his father since he was a child, and all his fellow merchants are his fellow villagers.

These small vendors go out in the elements and in the rain. In their free time they gather together to brag and chat. What they talk about most is, of course, when they can become rich.

Compared with Hangzhou, the capital of Zhejiang Province, Wucheng is like lifting tofu with a hemp rope, which does not even require lifting.

Therefore, the most common wish among people at that time was to make some money, settle down in Hangzhou, and become a resident of a big city.

It can be said that not only at that time, but even now, many people in Wucheng have the same wish. It is a matter of honor for their children to settle down in Hangzhou.

Because of this, Ye Zhengxian, as the president of the Zhejiang Merchants Association, is an idol worshipped by all merchants.

The most common wish everyone talked about was to be like Ye Zhengxian and own half of Hangzhou's wealth.

Chen Yang stood up and greeted the two of them, "Mr. Ye, please take a seat. Commissioner Ma, you also take a seat."

"Mr. Dongye, ask Secretary He to make two cups of coffee."

Several people sat on the sofa in the office, and Chen Yang asked in a gentle voice: "Commissioner Ma, Mr. Ye, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Advisor Chen, the new government has learned that the material transfer center was attacked by a fire dragon and suffered considerable losses. I was entrusted by Minister Zhao of the Ministry of Finance to send you money."

"what...."