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Chapter 151 Transaction (Additional update 22 for book friends who are trying to taste wine in single clothes)

"I've finished what I want to say. Mr. Ikeda Ryuichi, please come back. Please help me bring my words."

I have to say that Fan Shibai's current attitude of asking for help is definitely on par with Ming Jing, the eldest sister of the Ming family.

Ikeda Ryuichi was not a bright man. Regarding Fan Shibai's attitude, he wanted to take action on the spot.

But after looking at the guard at the door and Lu Feng beside him, Ryuichi Ikeda finally just said bitterly:
"You wait for me!"

Immediately, he left the room.

After Ikeda Ryuichi left, Fan Shibai said to Lu Feng with a slight apology:

"Sorry, Mr. Ma, I made you laugh."

"Nothing, Mr. Fan, let's continue the topic just now. If you have any other conditions, you can tell me and I will convey them to my superiors."

Lu Feng didn't care about Fan Shibai's apology. He could see that the timing of Ikeda Ryuichi's appearance was deliberately arranged by Fan Shibai.

Just now, Fan Shibai took advantage of the presence of representatives from both the government and the Japanese to express his stance not only to the Japanese, but also to himself, or the government behind him:
I have many valuable things in my hands, and I will give them to whoever can fulfill my requirements. Otherwise, Fan Shibai would have fought to the death with the Japanese.

It won’t come cheap to anyone.

After listening to Lu Feng's words, Fan Shibai shook his head, took out a document and handed it to Lu Feng, saying:
"I don't have any other conditions, Mr. Ma. I am already very old. All I hope is that my family can come to Shanghai safely to reunite with me.

In order to show sincerity, Mr. Ma can take this document back first. As for the authenticity of the content inside, I believe you can identify it. "

Lu Feng took the document from Fan Shibai's hand, flipped through it, and found that it recorded some important information such as the unit number, organization, commander's name, and stationed area of ​​the Japanese Kwantung Army.

Anyone who has this information can basically clearly grasp the distribution of Japan's military power in Manchuria.

However, Lu Feng felt that not many people in the government would be really interested in these things. After all, at the moment, even the Northeast Anti-Resistance Alliance is an armed force not recognized by the government.

"Okay, Mr. Fan. I have accepted this thing. I will truthfully report the specific situation to my superiors. If there is any news, I will inform you as soon as possible."

After accepting Fan Shibai's "sincerity", which meant that this conversation had come to an end, Lu Feng stood up and said goodbye to Fan Shibai.

After Fan Shibai sent Lu Feng to the door of the office building, the two parties said goodbye politely.

Just a few steps out of the headquarters of the All Nations Merchant Group, Lu Feng was stopped by Ryuichi Ikeda standing by the street.

"Mr. Ikeda, do you have anything to do with me?"

Lu Feng looked at Ryuichi Ikeda in front of him with an unkind expression. He had just listened to Fan Shibai's story and now he really didn't want to talk to the Japanese.

He was afraid that he would take action if he couldn't help himself.

Ikeda Ryuichi felt the displeasure in Lu Feng's tone. He wanted to turn around and leave, but thinking of that incident, he suppressed his unhappiness and asked:
"Mr. Ma, you said before that you wanted to sell the blueprints for that armor, right?"

Lu Feng then remembered that because of the financial situation of the martial arts school, he had indeed wanted to sell the blueprints of Fomalhaut to the Japanese.

"Yes, why, Mr. Ikeda wants to buy it?"

"Of course, I am very interested in the drawings of that armor, so I think I can discuss the specific price with you, Mr. Ma."

Ryuichi Ikeda was indeed very interested in Fomalhaut's drawings. He knew as well as Wang Tianfeng that this thing had no practical value.

But I can’t stand how good it looks.

Considering how much the upper class in Japan loves armor, if you get the drawings and produce a batch yourself, you can still make a fortune.

From ancient times to the present, businessmen have been the group of people who have the least sense of national belonging. They have always only cared about their own interests.

With interests related, Ryuichi Ikeda would naturally not mind Lu Feng's bad attitude.

After thinking for a moment, Lu Feng nodded and said:
"Okay, then let's find a place to talk."

Afterwards, Lu Feng and Ryuichi Ikeda left the headquarters of the International Merchant Group, preparing to find a place to discuss business.

This scene was witnessed by Colonel Gillian and Fan Shibai in the office building not far away.

Colonel Gillian said with a hint of sarcasm:

"Do you think this is useful? These people in the government are weak cowards. They will not offend the Japanese for the sake of Manchuria.

You see, he just walked out and walked together with the Japanese. "

"Why don't I know the attitude of those in the government? But now I have no better way. I have to fight for every possible help."

Fan Shibai's words were full of helplessness.

As a spy who has worked in Manchuria for many years, how could he not be clear about the government's attitude towards the Japanese?
Asking the government for help was just Fan Shibai's helpless move. He didn't have high expectations for the government. What he really counted on was always the soldiers of the Northeast Anti-Japanese Alliance.

However, the Mr. Ma who came today made Fan Shibai feel a little strange.

He seems to be a trustworthy person.

Of course, Fan Shibai would not tell anyone else this kind of thing.

In a cafe not far from the International Business Group, Lu Feng and Ikeda Ryuichi sat opposite each other.

"Mr. Ma, as for the drawings, what price are you prepared to sell them for?"

Ikeda Ryuichi knew very well that both parties actually disliked each other, and sitting here was just to discuss business, so he spoke directly.

"Thirty Meiji 38-year-old rifles, plus [-] rounds of ammunition. The guns must be brand new, as well as the bullets, and do not need to be reloaded."

Lu Feng's answer was also very direct.

"Nani? Mr. Ma, what did you say?"

"I've made it very clear."

Lu Feng and Takashi Ikeda stared at each other at first.

Lu Feng knew very well how corrupt the situation across the country would be next year when the war of resistance broke out in full force. Without sufficient support from the logistics industry system, the combat effectiveness of the national army will decline to an unusually large extent.

When the Anti-Japanese War broke out and the national industrial system collapsed, guns like those made in China and Hanyang basically became fire sticks without enough bullet supply.

Only the [-] cover has no shortage of bullets.

Lu Feng clearly remembers that in the early days of the Anti-Japanese War, an ordinary Japanese soldier had to carry 150 to 200 rounds of ammunition.

Where are the Japanese soldiers here?

These are clearly moving supply packages!
Therefore, when Lu Feng learned that the Japanese were interested in the Fomalhaut drawings in his hand, he had already thought about the price he would sell them for.

He wanted to use a relatively reasonable channel to recruit a group of [-] big men for people at the martial arts school to come over and conduct firearms training.

It will be convenient to feed the enemy later.

Is there any more reasonable channel than buying directly from the Japanese?

Looking at Lu Feng's expression, Ikeda Ryuichi knew that Lu Feng was serious.

To be honest, on the way here, Ikeda Ryuichi had imagined various scenarios during this conversation between himself and Lu Feng.

In his mind, he also calculated the specific price and so on. But Lu Feng's opening still shocked him.

Thirty 38-year-old rifles and [-] rounds of ammunition?

Is there any price like this?
"Is there a problem?"

"Well, Mr. Ma, I don't understand. Why do you need so many spears?"

"This has nothing to do with you, right? When you sell something, do you still have to know what others are going to do with it?"

"But, it seems like you are selling things now."

"So, look, did I ask you why you bought the blueprints? Anyway, the thing is here, and the price is this. If you give it, it will be yours.

When the time comes, you can do whatever you want with this drawing, even if you want to wipe your butt. Do you think this is true, Mr. Ikeda? "

"My."

Ikeda was immediately speechless.

"Well, Mr. Ma, I came here this time. I originally wanted to buy the blueprints of Fomalhaut at a suitable price."

"I think the price I offered is very suitable."

"No, I mean oceans and French currency, or if you need Japanese yen, US dollars, etc., we can get them for you.

Isn't it very convenient to buy a gun as long as you have money? If that doesn't work, I can also introduce you to a few arms dealers on the black market. "

"That's not necessary. I'm the most troublesome person. Since you have it here, why should I find someone else to do it for me? Isn't it convenient to solve it all at once?"

"But, Mr. Ma, what you want is the current standard weapon of our Japanese army. It is impossible to trade it."

"Mr. Ikeda, there is an old saying in China that 'money can make the world go round.' As long as you have money, you can buy even warships and aircraft, let alone dozens of rifles."

"Let's do this. If you really need firearms, Mr. Ma, I can help you collect a batch of other firearms of the same quantity, such as the Central Military Commission. How about that?"

"No, I want the Meiji 38-year-old rifle."

"Why?"

"There's no reason why, don't I like it?"

"Mr. Ma, I am very happy that you like the products of our Japanese Empire.

However, it is really difficult to get together thirty brand-new 38-year-old rifles, as well as matching bullets and so on, at one time.

Or you."

"Is it difficult to do it? Then let's not do it. Goodbye Mr. Ikeda."

With that said, Lu Feng stood up.

"Matiao! Mr. Ma, wait a moment."

Ikeda Ryuichi was so anxious that he could speak Japanese.

He knew very well that this kind of extremely eye-catching armor would cause quite a stir once it was exhibited in Japan.

As long as he operates it properly and uses it as a stepping stone, he, Ryuichi Ikeda, can truly enter Japan's high-level social circles.

In comparison, these thirty 38-year-old rifles are nothing at all.

It was simply that what the Lu Feng wanted was so beyond Ryuichi Ikeda's expectations that his thinking was completely unable to keep up with the Lu Feng's rhythm.

So passive everywhere.

"Mr. Ikeda, could you please give me an accurate answer? I'm still in a hurry to go home for dinner."

"As Mr. Ma wants, when will the transaction be made?"

"Whenever you have your things ready, just take them directly to Zhenhua Martial Arts School. We will hand over the gun in one hand and the drawings in the other."

"Okay, it's a deal."

"It's a word."

　Sewing and mending. When things reach their extremes, they must reverse; when they reach their peak, they must decline.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)