money player

Chapter 144 Chamber Pot
morning.

It was almost four o'clock when Xian Yaowen returned to the hotel. He only slept for less than four hours before getting up and continuing to read the newspaper.

There are many places to go on this business trip, and there are many things to do. Things have to be done, but the shorter the time he is away from Hong Kong, the better. The days of the business trip should be compressed as much as possible. He does not have much time to waste. .

Drinking strong tea, Xian Yaowen absorbed the necessary political, economic and women information from newspapers.

There is a small copycat company in Shizuoka Prefecture that has been established for less than two years. It is producing a crappy mechanical bicycle in a crappy way. To put it bluntly, it is to install a bunch of small gasoline generators left over from the army into the bicycle. on, changing the bicycle's power source from grains to gasoline.

I heard that this crappy thing was selling well, and the copycat company also had some money to use in the research and development and production of another type of motorcycle transportation tool - installing a small gasoline engine on a bicycle.

This copycat company has a lame name "Honda Giken Industrial". There is no doubt that it is the Honda with an H in the mouth and then randomly stretched and deformed. Sometimes it is also paired with the word "Dongfeng" on the side.

For a copycat company, if Xian Yaowen multiplied the money he spent on Baihezi by twenty, he could almost become a major shareholder of it.

It's really not difficult to invest in Honda. The difficult part is how to continue to hold on to the shares as Honda grows. The same situation also occurred with Tokyo Communications Industry Co., Ltd. When it changed its name to Sony, it was extremely difficult to seize the shares.

In order to seize the shares, Xian Yaowen needs to find a lover partner in Tokyo. Lovers are the link to establish connections, and partners are the core focus. This partner needs to be his springboard into Japan and ensure that he does not lose his shares before he grows up.

First of all, this lover partner must be a woman. Men and shemales are not good, and he cannot handle it. Secondly, it needs a certain identity. It is best to be born in the declining Chinese ethnic group or a widow of the Chinese ethnic group. The lover of a famous person is also acceptable.

For example, Osamu Dazai has a lover named Shizuko Ohta. He is the lover of a famous celebrity. He is also considered a celebrity. His family background is not bad. He is thirty-nine years old, not too old, and he can bite.

If he can get her, Xian Yaowen plans to give himself a Japanese name. Besides his first name, his surname must be Ota.

Of course, this was a last resort. There were fresh peaches to choose from, so naturally he wouldn't choose rotten pears. He hadn't finished flipping through the newspaper yet, and he might be able to find someone better than Cen Peipei. Even if it wasn't in the newspaper, he planned to ask around in the market. Ask around, try to be kind to them if you can without aggrieving yourself.

At about ten o'clock, Xian Yaowen picked up a new newspaper. He planned to end with this newspaper and go out after reading it.

When he saw the supplement, he glanced at a photo and saw a policeman from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department and a military police captain from the Union Federation standing in C position. Knowing that the photo serves a merit-based article, he was about to skip it, but his eyes stayed on the background of the photo.

Through the two protagonists, a woman's side profile is revealed in the corner of the photo. The woman's profile looks at least fifty-six times like the half-aged MILF from yesterday.

Glancing at the title, reading the entire text, and stripping away the meaningless decorative words, the theme of the article is one sentence: The Metropolitan Police Department and the Allied General Military Police cooperated to attack the Kanto Matsuda Group that caused the Shimbashi Incident and Shibuya Incident, and ordered The second generation head Yoshiko Matsuda disbanded the Kanto Matsuda Group within a time limit.

"Yoshiko Matsuda, the retired eldest sister, we can meet you now."

Xian Yaowen tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table. After thinking about it for a while, he sorted out some things and went to the bathroom to dress up like an Oriental cultural person, absorbing a little of Yu Dafu's decadent temperament.

Go out and go straight to the Shinbashi Market near Shinbashi Station. It was controlled by the Kanto Matsuda Group in the past, and the merchants will know a little bit about Yoshiko Matsuda.

Entering Xinqiao Market, Xian Yaowen first made a cursory observation of the market, and after concluding that it was a black market, he walked to a stall and said to the vendor: "Sorry, excuse me, I am a reporter from the "Japanese Overseas Chinese News" in Hawaii. I am going to write a report about Yoshiko Matsuda and want to ask you about her."

There is no need to elaborate on the process of inquiry. Cultural people are respected wherever they go. The golden body of the uncrowned king of journalists is very strong. Xian Yaowen first talked to a street vendor one-on-one. When there was a commotion, the vendors asked each other about who he was. When he comes to a stall, the vendors nearby will actively surround him. This also causes the information he receives to be affirmed and denied by multiple vendors, and the accuracy is greatly improved.

Xian Yaowen had his lunch at the market. He ate the "mixed rice" that vendors usually eat. Rice, potatoes, and corn were mixed and cooked together. When eating, he ate it with two large pieces of Spam lunch meat that had no expiration date and a production date of 1941. Don’t be dissatisfied. Luncheon meat is not a standard part of mixed rice. The vendor who sells it, Jing Xian Yaowen, is a cultural person. He enthusiastically entertained him. The vendor himself was not willing to eat it, but only ate some of the bits that fell when cutting it. Scum.

Xinqiao Market is a black market. The vendors sell in-demand goods, such as rice, which is more than ten times the official price. It is said that the profit will be very considerable, but this is not the case. The prices of the vendors are several times the official price. times. In the past, the Kanto Matsuda Group, who had the black symbol, collected "private taxes" from them. Now, the family members and thugs of the country's ruling class, who also have the white symbol, continue to collect heavier "public taxes" from them.

The vendors did not tell Xian Yaowen who was collecting the money, but he could definitely deduce which group of people was making the money and where most of the goods on the black market came from.

The current economy of Japan is a planned economy to a certain extent. Material shortages can only be limited to limited supplies. The power of filling Japanese people's stomachs is concentrated in the hands of a few people. No one will starve to death if he is six times full, and he will not starve to death if he is half full.

This extra point should be divided equally between everyone. You take a little, I take a little, and sell it at a high price on the black market that I can control. The money earned is converted into US dollars and pounds, and is deposited in a foreign bank or under the tatami at home.

The huge profits from the black market will never remain in the hands of street vendors. They can only live a slightly better life than ordinary street vendors. Let's just say that this mixed rice is dry, moderately soft and hard, and is simply cooked with water, without steaming. By adding water once more, one kilogram of rice can be steamed to produce five or six kilograms of rice, which can be eaten with an open stomach.

The vendors were very enthusiastic. By the time Xian Yaowen stayed in the market until two o'clock in the afternoon, Yoshiko Matsuda had collected quite a lot of information.

Go back to the Imperial Hotel, change back to normal clothes, take out the disassembled pistol parts from the suitcase and assemble two pistols, one with a full magazine, and the other with three bullets with only a tiny bit of gunpowder. When fired, the warhead can fly out, but it won't fly very far and has no lethality. It is very suitable for performing catching bullets with bare hands and then loading a normal bullet.

Load the bullet, turn off the safety, put the pistol with the full magazine under your arm, switch to various sitting positions and repeat the combination of lifting your clothes, drawing the gun, turning on the safety, and shooting until the handle feels hot and as silky as lifting a thong. Then he stopped and put the three-bullet gun casually in his suit pocket.

Go out and walk to Matsuda Yoshiko's shop. On the way, he teaches Qi Longque how to say "Sorry, it's not open yet" in Japanese, over and over again until Qi Longque speaks very standardly with a slight Kyoto accent.

Ten minutes later, the two arrived at the door of Matsuda Yoshiko's shop. Xian Yaowen stepped forward and opened the half-warmed curtain to peek into the shop. As he thought, it was not a meal and there was no customer. He listened carefully for a few seconds. No sound of dialogue.

He pointed at Qi Longque, then at the door, then walked to the side of the road, stretched his neck and looked east and west respectively. He saw a tram coming far from the east, and quickly calculated it using the thumb ranging method. Distance, two seconds apart, measure the distance again, do quick mental calculations, and get the approximate speed of the current tram and the time it takes to reach his location.

Scan both sides of the road a few times to see if there are any uncertain factors that would cause the tram to suddenly change speed.

Okay, everything looks normal.

Xian Yaowen walked back to the door of the store, raised his hand to take off the half-heated curtain, and ducked into the store with a countdown stopwatch in his mind.

"Welcome..." Yoshiko Matsuda saw the half-warmed curtain in Xian Yaowen's hand and said in surprise: "Guest, is this my half-warmed curtain?"

"Yes." Xian Yaowen came to the counter opposite Matsuda Yoshiko, put down the half-heated curtain, slowly took out the pistol from his pocket, turned on the safety, and glanced down at the floor to make sure again that the material of the floor was unlikely to trigger a jump. Then he looked at Matsuda Yoshiko's face and smiled faintly, "Matsuda Yoshiko...Sorry, it should be Ms. Matsunaga Yoshiko. I want to chat with you. In order to express my serious attitude and to wish us a happy chat, I Shoot first."

The countdown was over, and the clanking of the tram had covered most of Xian Yaowen's voice.

boom!
The trigger was pulled and the bullet embedded itself in the floor.

The bullet casing that was thrown on the counter spun around a few times and reached the edge.

Xian Yaowen picked up the cartridge case and put it into his suit pocket, then removed the magazine so that Yoshiko Matsuda could clearly see that there was still a bullet inside, put it back in the magazine, and pulled the slide, so that Yoshiko Matsuda could see that the bullet was loaded.

Turn off the safety and put the pistol on the counter, with the tip of the gun facing yourself and the grip facing Yoshiko Matsuda.

Sitting on a high stool, he reached out and took out a cigar from the inner pocket of his suit, and unbuttoned the suit halfway so that the buttons could be released from the buttonholes with a gentle pull.

Lighting the cigar and taking a puff, under the smoke, Xian Yaowen said softly: "I had lunch at the Shimbashi Market at noon. It was mixed rice. Kimura-kun added Kikkoman soy sauce to me, and Shimizu-kun cut two large pieces for me. A piece of Spam luncheon meat, Takeuchi-kun wanted to share the natto made by his wife with me, but I couldn’t get used to natto, so I declined his offer.”

clack.

Yoshiko Matsuda held Xian Yaowen's lighter in her hand and lit the cigarette in her mouth.

Responding to Xian Yaowen with a puff of white smoke, Yoshiko Matsuda put the lighter on the kitchen table under the counter, "The lighter is good, I like it very much, thank you for the gift."

"You're welcome."

Xian Yaowen looked at Yoshiko Matsuda's completely different temperament from before, and had to sigh that she was a born actress.

"Have you investigated me thoroughly?"

Xian Yaowen nodded, "It should be."

Matsuda Yoshiko took two puffs of cigarette in a row and smiled sweetly, "Aren't you going to introduce yourself?"

"Xian Yaowen, Chinese." "Taiwanese?"

"Hong Kong people, for convenience, you can call me Takano Sadakichi."

"Hahaha." Matsuda Yoshiko laughed and said, "Why not just call Yamamoto Isoroku?"

“I respect the people who give birth to geniuses and those who cultivate them more than the geniuses themselves.”

"Takano-kun, you are special."

"Ms. Matsunaga, you are also special. That's why I came to chat with you."

Yoshiko Matsuda smiled lightly and said: "Twenty? Twenty-one?"

"nineteen."

"So young."

"Are you young? If I lived in Tokyo, my oldest child would be five and a half years old."

In order to rapidly increase the population after the war, the Japanese government lowered the age of marriage to thirteen years old, and encouraged and implicitly forced more children. If you do not have children or have fewer children, you will encounter various difficulties when enjoying the benefits that citizens should have. If you do not have It is not surprising that the alliance that wants to promote democratization is pressing forward, even if it promulgates the state's policy of issuing wives and collecting a single tax. In order to increase the population, the Japanese government can do anything.

"Takano-san wants to discuss marriage policy with me?" Matsuda Yoshiko heard Xian Yaowen's sarcasm, but she didn't want to take it.

"No, I just want to elaborate on the fact that nineteen years old is already an adult, so that Ms. Matsunaga will not get too entangled in the age issue, just like it is not surprising for a nineteen-year-old man to have a thirty-three-year-old lover."

"Hahaha."

Matsuda Yoshiko laughed again, this time louder, tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes inadvertently.

Xian Yaowen waited for her to smile happily before saying quietly: "Ms. Matsunaga, you must be lucky that I am Chinese, otherwise your left and right cheeks will be swollen by me. You have been the second generation of the Matsuda Group for less than a year. Do you think you are? You are a person like Abe, and you have forgotten that men are superior to women?"

Hearing this, Yoshiko Matsuda lowered her face and said in a bad tone: "Is Takano-kun just making excuses, or do you really think so?"

"The answer to this question is for Ms. Matsunaga to discover slowly. Time is precious. Let's seize the time to talk about more important topics." Xian Yaowen put the cigar on the corner of the table, took out his notebook from his pocket, opened the inner pages and placed it on the counter. , "I have taken a lot of notes about you. According to my analysis, you are a very ambitious person and have good abilities, otherwise you would not be able to take the second-generation position.

It's just that the people I usually come into contact with are nothing more than hawkers, yakuza, or people from third countries. Without exception, they are all low-status people. The only people with slightly higher status I have come into contact with are prostitutes. When I come into contact with you, your IQ will be temporarily affected. Closed off, all I can think about is how to take off your pants.

You simply don’t understand the thinking of those in power, and you don’t understand how people like us play. Therefore, after the Shimbashi Incident and Shibuya Incident, other organizations can still survive, but your Kanto Matsuda Group has to be disbanded.

Ms. Matsunaga, when you are a Luzon pot, you must have the consciousness of a Luzon pot. Don't think about doing extraordinary things, let alone think of yourself as a person, otherwise you may not always be lucky. "

Yoshiko Matsuda's husband is Giichi Matsuda, a generation member of the Kanto Matsuda Group. Before marrying Giichi Matsuda, Yoshiko Matsuda and her sister Rumi were both engaged in jobs similar to Masako's in Yukaku. Rumi has always been a restless master. He often hangs out with a bunch of idiots, so he meets Matsuda Yiichi and marries him.

At the end of 1945, Rumi died of tuberculosis. A few days after his burial, Matsuda Yoshiko, his sister-in-law, married her brother-in-law and changed her surname from Matsunaga to Matsuda. Within a few months of their recovery, Matsuda Yiichi was killed by his enemy. He died because he died during a period when the Matsuda Group was experiencing internal and external troubles. A new boss was needed to take over as soon as possible and make decisions. However, no one within the Matsuda Group was convinced by the leader. Yoshiko Matsuda, a widow with little strength, became the second generation head that everyone could accept. .

Xian Yaowen was not sure how far the information he had learned deviated from the facts, but the basic context was still clear. In addition, he asked a relatively detailed "Matsuda Yoshiko's way of doing things for the vendors" from the vendors at Xinqiao Market, which was enough. Let him conduct a rough analysis of Yoshiko Matsuda.

Matsuda Yoshiko came to power in July 1946, and the Matsuda-gumi was forced to disband in July 7. She became the second generation commander a few days shy of one year. The fact that she can hold the position for a year is enough to show that she has good ability to serve as a subordinate. She was forced to disband after less than a year, which also reflected that she did not know how to deal with powerful people.

During this year, the two major events she handled were the Shimbashi Incident and the Shibuya Incident. They were said to be incidents, but in fact they were a fierce battle between the Matsuda Group, several other organizations and the Taiwanese Overseas Chinese Group to compete for market interests.

Because the members of the Taiwanese Overseas Chinese Group were "good citizens of Taiwan" during the Japanese occupation, and were granted Japanese citizenship by the Emperor. They were said to be Taiwanese Orientals, but for some reason, they were issued Republic of China passports and enjoyed the benefits of the Allied Powers. The privileges in food rationing and extensive extraterritorial rights were protected by the Republic of China delegation, so they acted arrogantly and refused to give in to the interests of the Xinqiao market. This was not like fighting with local organizations.

The work was pretty ruthless, the Japanese sword was just a subpar weapon, the pistol only played a small role, and the 67-type submachine gun was only adequate. Yoshiko Matsuda had obtained the big killer Hiryu (50mm caliber aerial cannon on the KI- medium bomber). ), if the person who fucked this guy wasn't very good at it and jammed after just two shots, Xian Yaowen would not have had the chance to meet Yoshiko Matsuda.

Fortunately, Matsuda Yoshiko could imagine that the gangsters dared to use aircraft cannons. If they could get tanks, she would probably have the courage to use them. Precisely because Yoshiko Matsuda dared to use a big weapon, Xian Yaowen was sure that she had no support from powerful people behind her, and no one knew how to teach her what to do. She was just fooling around, even as a chamber pot.

"What does Luzon pot mean?" Yoshiko Matsuda asked.

Xian Yaowen smiled knowingly, "The Luzon pot is also called the real pot. It was produced in Zhangzhou, Fujian. At that time, Luzon helped Zaemon buy the real pot from Luzon and presented it to Toyotomi Hideyoshi. Toyotomi Hideyoshi liked it very much and not only regarded the real pot as The use of teapots was also given to famous people. Many years later, Toyotomi Hideyoshi found out by chance that the real teapot was used as a chamber pot in Luzon.

It’s hard to say whether this story is true or not. It is said that it was spread by Tokugawa Ieyasu’s retainers. When I say Luzon pot, it means chamber pot. When you want to use it, you take it out from the corner and when you don’t use it, you kick it back into the corner.

Yakuza is like a chamber pot. Catering urine is its most sacred mission. If it is useful, use it frequently. When the day comes when the urine stain becomes thicker and thicker, and the smell cannot be washed away, it should be thrown away and replaced. a new one. "

As he said that, Xian Yaowen showed a trace of sarcasm on his lips, "Ms. Matsunaga, if you are lucky, if you sit in the second-generation position for a while, you can probably become a chamber pot of a powerful person. Your social environment in the East is too repressive, and it makes people They are all driven crazy. They dare to do anything and have all kinds of perverted hobbies, especially for the rich and powerful. I believe you understand this."

Matsuda Yoshiko responded with sarcasm, "Takano-kun, you mean that I can only be a chamber pot, and only your chamber pot?"

"Exactly." Xian Yaowen picked up the cigar placed on the corner of the counter and took two puffs of it comfortably. "To tell you the truth, I am in a period of struggle, and my strength is not very strong. I need many people to fight with me. Make progress together, you are the person I need, I invite you to come with me, don't stay here and waste your time.

The chamber pot in my eyes is different from others. In my opinion, the chamber pot is used to do dirty work. It should not be exposed to the light. I cannot let outsiders know that I am related to the chamber pot, but there is no need to hide the chamber pot, let alone Crush it and bury it deep in the earth.

Ms. Matsunaga, when you are my chamber pot, you will never have to worry about being silenced one day. You can work until the day you no longer want to do it, take the large retirement pay I will give you, and find a place you like to enjoy your retirement. "

Matsuda Yoshiko was silent for a while and said: "You just said that a nineteen-year-old man has a thirty-three-year-old lover, so can this lover have an illegitimate child?"

"Do you know "Journey to the West"?"

"know."

"I'm similar to Tang Seng. Many women are eager to eat my Tang Seng flesh. If they want to sleep with me, they need you to prove your worth, let alone get pregnant with my child. To put it bluntly, you are not qualified now."

Matsuda Yoshiko's stomach turned upside down, and she couldn't help but let out a retching sound in her mouth. She hadn't heard such shameless words for a long time, and she couldn't get used to it.

However, although the words sounded disgusting, she had to endure it. Xian Yaowen was right. She was an ambitious person who was not willing to settle for mediocrity. If she had not encountered the opportunity, she would not have been willing to run a business here. Restaurants.

"Takano-kun, strength cannot be expressed with words."

Xian Yaowen stood up and buttoned his suit, "Apply for a passport as soon as possible, you will need it soon. I need two high-precision Type 97 sniper rifles with quadruple sights. The more bullets, the better. The ones with Hanban bullets The workmanship is too poor and needs to be picked.”

Matsuda Yoshiko looked embarrassed, "I can't get a sniper rifle."

"It's ok."

Xian Yaowen knew that Yoshiko Matsuda couldn't get a sniper rifle. The Japs didn't pay much attention to sniper tactics. Sniper rifles were rarely distributed. What's more, at this time, the arsenal had stopped production and almost all of the distributed ones were probably seized. He mentioned The sniper rifle is mainly for knocking things out.

"For a simpler task, find me a lover. She must be a down-and-out Chinese. Our career needs a woman with a higher status to be a puppet." Xian Yaowen deliberately paused before continuing: "If you have a way to If you control someone, you don’t have to be a lover. Can you do it?"

"need some time."

"It's better to hurry up. I'm very busy and can only stay in Tokyo for a few days." Xian Yaowen put away the pistol on the counter. "At seven o'clock in the evening, Western cuisine at Golden Valley Hotel. Dress nicely."

(End of this chapter)