money player

Shinji Shimizu stood on the stairs, clenched his fists to encourage himself. He was about to meet the big shot, Yoshiko Matsuda, the president of Matsunaga Trading Company, and he was a little nervous.

Yoshiko Matsuda was a big figure he was familiar with. She went from being an ordinary woman to becoming the wife of the first leader of the Matsuda Group, Yoshiichi Matsuda. After the death of Yoshiichi Matsuda, she took up the banner of the Matsuda Group. After the demise of the Matsuda Group, she disappeared for a while, and then reappeared in the public eye and transformed herself into the president of Matsunaga Trading Company.

Starting with the letter-selling business, it gradually entered the fields of investment and real estate, and then the smuggling business that outsiders knew nothing about. Cooperating with the Yamaguchi-gumi and the Osaka Trading Company, it almost monopolized the smuggling of bulk commodities in Japan.

The smuggling business is closely related to him, Nobuji Shimizu.

He was born in Tsu City, Mie Prefecture, and grew up in Osaka with his parents who ran a grocery store. He was drafted into the army in 1944 and sent to China as a special combat researcher, responsible for teaching cannon fodder like him unarmed combat and kendo.

After only a few months in China, he was transferred back to his home country and became a member of the special forces team. He was a disposable cannon fodder. He shouted "Load on board" and launched a sudden charge. If he was unlucky, he would be shot by a machine gun. If he was lucky, he would take a few people with him. In short, he would die as long as he went to the battlefield.

He was lucky. When he was about to be sent to the battlefield, "Good Luck Comes" began to be broadcast on the radio in Hiroshima. The war was over, and as a conscript who had never been to the battlefield, he would not be charged with war crimes.

He returned to Osaka and made a living by selling food on the black market. You have to know that in 1945, black market, and selling food, these three key words combined meant huge profits. In less than a year, he had a store. He began to sell smuggled goods purchased from the occupying forces in Ameya-Yokochō, Tokyo, and began to do business directly with the Allied Headquarters when traveling between Tokyo and Osaka.

After the outbreak of the Korean War last year, he went to Tokyo alone because he foresaw that the growth in trade would lead to an increase in logistics demand. He made profits by importing pineapples and bananas, and during the business operations, he met Chen Xingcun and Chen Xingcun's second son Xie Zhexin.

His current business mainly consists of two parts, smuggling and gray trade, and both of these businesses are dependent on Matsuda Trading Company. If Yoshiko Matsuda doesn't let him eat, he will immediately have no food to eat.

Now, Yoshiko Matsuda wants to see him, and he doesn't know whether wealth or disaster is waiting for him. There are only four or five steps left, and walking up them is as light as a feather or as heavy as Mount Tai.

After a long time, he mustered up his strength and finally took a step forward.

After just two or three steps, he saw an empty office. A group of desks formed a large crescent shape, guarding a large executive desk in the middle. A woman was sitting at the desk, with her head down, concentrating on reading documents.

With just a quick glance, a woman suddenly appeared beside him, Satsuki Arata.

"Are you President Shimizu?"

The sudden appearance of Shinto Sazuki scared Shimizu Shinji. He quickly calmed his trembling heart and bowed slightly, saying, "Hai, I am Shimizu Shinji."

"plz follow me."

Shinto Sazuki brought Shimizu Shinji to the big table and said softly to Matsuda Yoshiko, "President, President Shimizu is here."

Upon hearing this, Yoshiko Matsuda put down the documents in her hand, looked up at Shimizu Shinji, and smiled faintly, "President Shimizu, please take a seat. Make a cup of Pingshuizhu tea for President Shimizu."

"Hay."

Shinto Satsuki bowed and left, while Shimizu Shinji sat upright opposite Matsuda Yoshiko.

Yoshiko Matsuda leaned back in her chair, her warm eyes fixed on Shimizu Shinji's face. After staring at him for a few seconds, she slowly said, "President Shimizu, I asked you to come here because I want to ask you for a favor."

"I dare not, I dare not ask for help." Shimizu Shinji bowed repeatedly, "President Matsuda, please tell me what you need me to do."

Matsuda Yoshiko waved her hand to stop Shimizu Shinji from being polite. "I have a partner who will start trading fruits and tea with Japan this year. I beg President Shimizu to give me a favor so that I can meet with my partner and listen to his terms."

"Hi." Shimizu Shinji bowed under the table again.

At this moment, tea was brought over, and Matsuda Yoshiko signaled, "President Shimizu, please have some tea."

Hearing this, Shimizu Shinji cautiously picked up the teacup, brought it to his lips and smelled it, then took a sip. Immediately, a tea aroma that could not be described as good or bad entered his throat, but he was very satisfied with the quality of the tea.

Pearl tea is a low-end tea among green teas, a staple food for ordinary people, and cannot be compared with high-end tea. The one he drank was much better than the pearl tea he had drunk before.

"President Shimizu, what do you think of tea?"

“Very good, with a slight bitterness in the middle and a sweet aftertaste, a top grade pearl tea.”

“President Shimizu, if you work with my partners, the pearl tea you get will be of this quality, but the price will be lower than you think, and you will be the only partner.”

Shimizu Shinji widened his eyes and asked, "Really?"

Xian Yaowen and Lu Yansu finished their business conversation and still stood in front of the window, holding a small bowl in their hands and sipping tea with a spoon.

After tasting two spoonfuls, Xian Yaowen said, "I can only taste that this tea is not a good tea, I can't describe its characteristics."

Lu Yansu placed the small bowl on the windowsill. "I can't taste it either, but someone can. Yongguang Company has a female tea master named Jiang Shanmei. Not only is she very good at making tea, but she also has a very good tongue. I want to recruit her."

“Is it easy to dig?”

"It's not easy to dig. Jiang Axin's Jiang family is a prominent family in Beipu, Hsinchu. The interests of the tea farmers are tied to Yongguang Company. Jiang Axin treats the tea farmers kindly and has a high reputation."

"Jiang Shanmei's parents are also tea farmers?"

"Ah."

"Don't be stingy with talent. As long as Jiang Shanmei is worthy, it doesn't matter if you give her a higher condition. For example, give her a private car with a driver to pick her up and drop her off at get off work."

Lu Yansu smiled and said, "Jiang Lizhi's car is a Nissan 70 sedan, which she shares with Jiang Axin. Do you want a more advanced one than hers?"

"You should be more down-to-earth. How many country folk can tell the difference between a good car and a bad one? What's the point of having a higher-end one? Just like the eldest lady, the effect will be the best. Take Jiang Shanmei's whole family and drive around Beipu slowly, letting her parents steal the show."

Xian Yaowen patted Lu Yansu's arm and said, "People live by their reputation, and this is especially true for country folk. For the sake of reputation, they can pay a lot, give adequate treatment, and then help to gain face. Not to mention being kind, they can poach people even for the grace of saving their lives."

Lu Yansu thoughtfully asked, "Can face also be applied to collecting tea leaves?"

"Tea farmers have suffered from tea merchants for a long time. Punish the unjust and punish the tea merchants." Xian Yaowen sneered, "Honesty is worthless in the face of interests. The purchase price is one level higher than Yongguang, letting the tea farmers know how extravagant Jiang Axin's life is in Japan. The tea farmers who supported Yongguang before felt that their IQ was fooled, and they dared to smash the Jiang family and Yongguang in anger."

Lu Yansu frowned, "This is Taiwan, is it okay to start a peasant riot?"

"That depends on how you interpret it." Xian Yaowen waved his hand. "Forget it. Zhongfeng Company only collects tea leaves in Taiwan and is not deeply involved in the tea industry. It is Jack's job to deal with Yongguang. You should pay more attention to bananas and sugarcane and get the sugarcane export quota as soon as possible to catch up with this wave of market."

"The estimated production of sugarcane in mainland China this year is a maximum of 40 tons, and the amount that can be exported is less than 5 tons. Do we need to take the risk?"

Xian Yaowen patted Lu Yansu on her hips and said, "Focus more on your work and don't just think about men."

Lu Yansu said coquettishly: "Who is thinking about men?"

"If you don't miss the man, you should pay attention to Cuba. Cuba is not peaceful this year, with frequent student movements and worker strikes, and sugarcane production will definitely decrease. The main market, the United States, not only did not increase the import quota, but it decreased compared with last year. The budget is 350 million short tons, and the actual import may be less.

Cuba and the Soviet Union exchanged glances and signed a barter trade agreement, exchanging oil and machinery for sugar to avoid settlement in US dollars.

How could the United States sit idly by when the Soviet Union reached its doorstep? It would definitely do something to prevent Cuban sugar from being sold so comfortably. Once Cuban sugar exports decrease, international sugar prices, which have risen due to increased demand, may surge.

Xian Yaowen gave Lu Yansu's butt another slap, "My 5% dividend girl, if the price of sugar doubles from last year, you can calculate how much we can earn."

"5 tons in the mainland is $400 million. If Taiwan can get a 10-ton quota, it will be $800 million. Take half of that..."

Xian Yaowen laughed and spat, "You wish, at least 60% should be given away."

"Forty percent is 480 million US dollars, which is indeed a lot." Lu Yansu smiled after finishing the calculation.

Xian Yaowen shook his head, "You underestimated it."

"How can it be underestimated..." Lu Yansu said, and immediately reacted, "London White Sugar Futures and New York Raw Sugar Futures?"

Another one, Xian Yaowen smiled faintly and said, "If you do bulk agricultural product trading and don't know how to hedge, you will end up hanging yourself sooner or later. Please add Keynes's "Monetary Reform", John Hicks's "Value and Capital", and the papers published by Stanford Professor Holbrook Walkin to your reading list."

Lu Yansu nodded, "What should we do next?"

"I've already started to work. I'll give you a few days to catch up with your brain. Next time I'll talk to you about work. Don't be so stupid and introverted."

"You Weitou people, speak Weitou dialect, not Cantonese." Lu Yansu spat.

Xian Yaowen chuckled, but before he could say anything, he heard the fax machine on the desk making a sound, beeping, beeping, and then stopping after a few seconds.

Lu Yansu went over and tore off the fax paper, took a look at it, then walked back to Xian Yaowen and showed it to him.

Xian Yaowen took a look and saw only one word "Done" on the paper.

"I'm going to fly to Tokyo again in the next two days."

"Go ahead, I'm here."

When it was three o'clock and Jack Perry still hadn't returned, Xian Yaowen left Jinhai and went to Prince Enterprise.

When he passed by White's company, he glanced through the door into the lobby. Coincidentally, he saw Joan walking towards him, and she also saw him.

Joan's outfit was completely different from before. She wore a pair of glasses on her nose with a thin glasses chain hanging down, swaying with her steps. She wore a warm yellow plaid shirt on the upper body and a pencil skirt on the lower body. She looked both intellectual and fashionable.

Xian Yaowen nodded to Qiong and greeted her, then stood there, waiting for her to come over.

Unexpectedly, Qiong pointed to the folder in her hand, made a phone call gesture, then changed her fingers and made the number six.

Xian Yaowen nodded again, indicating that he understood, and then walked through the door. (End of this chapter)