money player

Throughout history, rebellions have invariably involved peasants, the core logic of which is:
By grasping the farmers' fundamental need to "survive," and using a progressive approach of "profit incentives + desperate measures + legitimacy packaging + community engagement," farmers are transformed from passive compliance to active participation.

It was not simply a matter of coercion by force, but rather a precise exploitation of the farmers' survival difficulties, cognitive limitations, and community attributes, ultimately forming a large-scale resistance force.

The best time to coerce farmers is during the autumn harvest season, which is precisely the time when food is scarce and the most important harvest of the year is lost, leaving farmers with no choice but to continue down this path.

The Autumn Harvest Squadron gets its name from this story. Its purpose is to take legitimate self-defense against enemies who disrupt Zhongfeng Company's harvest. The key to taking this initiative is speed. If you suspect that a target may become an enemy, you can take legitimate self-defense in advance.

The Autumn Harvest Squadron has two teams under its command: a women's team for harvesting and a men's team for planting. The team that landed in Kenting was the harvesting team.

Led by the assault team leader He Tong, a group of people came to a small hillside, found a clump of grass marked with a secret sign, parted the weeds, and pulled out two burlap sacks.

Captain Kurito said softly, "Change clothes quickly."

Upon hearing this, the straw bucket, flail, grain basket, wooden shovel, grain fan, and carrying pole took off their wet clothes and put on the banana farmer's banana-picking suit.

After everyone had changed, the lookout, Yidao, began to change as well. Once dressed, she picked up an oil paper bag, took out a stack of ID cards, looked them over one by one, and distributed them to the corresponding team members.

"It's banana harvest season in Qishan right now, and there are a lot of people from other provinces picking bananas there. We can blend in without attracting attention. Check your watch, it's 10:7:25."

The team members rolled up their sleeves to look at their watches on their left wrists or took out their pocket watches from their pockets, adjusted the time, and then hid the watches again.

"Everyone will disperse in fifteen seconds and meet at the entrance of Qishan Tianhou Temple at 2 pm tomorrow."

“Copy.”

"Set off."

Baghdad.

At Hailala Talfa's home, a young boy named Saddam Hussein was hiding in the corner of the living room, eavesdropping on his uncle Hailala Talfa talking to a man of Asian descent.

Hailalah was a teacher and an Arab nationalist. He was a member of the Jawar Society and wrote a pamphlet in 1940 entitled “Three Things God Should Not Have Created: Persians, Jews and Flies.”

As an Iraqi officer, he participated in the 1941 uprising led by Rashid Ali al-Qailani against the British-backed Iraqi monarchy.

The uprising did not bring about any significant changes. Britain sent a task force to occupy Iraq and reinstated the deposed pro-British regent, Abdul Illah.

Many Iraqi soldiers who participated in the uprising were pardoned and largely retained their ranks and positions. Hailar, however, was discharged from the military for his involvement in the uprising and served six years in prison.

Hailala was released in 1947 and returned to his hometown of Tikrit. Upon hearing the news, his nephew Saddam fled for the second time from his abusive mother and stepfather and went to live with his uncle. He grew up with his cousin Sajida Talfa, who was the same age as him.

Hailala did not stay long in his hometown before being assigned by the Iraqi Independence Party to return to Baghdad, the city where he had once fought.

Following Saddam's gaze, one could see Chu Fei and Hailala sitting opposite each other. He wore gold-rimmed glasses and a well-tailored suit, exuding a scholarly air.

“Mr. Talfa, a wealth redistribution feast is underway in Baghdad, and I’m very interested in it. I’m sure you are too.”

At the beginning of this year, nearly 15 Jews lived in Iraq, of whom about 10 lived in Baghdad. Similar to Jews living in other regions, Baghdad Jews almost controlled the economic lifeline of Baghdad.

About 30% of the companies in the Baghdad Chamber of Commerce are Jewish, and 30% of the board members and almost all the employees are Jewish. Jews control 75% of import trade and 45% of export trade, especially in the textile, electronics and luxury goods sectors.

Jews control major banks and money shops and are key players in the Baghdad Stock Exchange. Many Jewish families, such as Ezra L.S ...

Nearly a quarter of the Jewish population works as lawyers, doctors, engineers, and other professionals, making them one of the most educated groups in the city. Baghdad’s first accounting firms were almost entirely founded by Jews.

Iraq's first radio band was composed entirely of Jewish members, and major English-language media outlets such as the Baghdad Times were run by Jewish families.

In the political arena, many Jews have held important positions over the past thirty years, such as Sassoon Eskil, the first finance minister of the Hashemite dynasty, and Menachem Daniel, a member of the Senate.

In the past, Jews firmly occupied many positions in the upper echelons of Baghdad, but since the establishment of Israel, everything has changed. Politically, Jews have become marginalized, and commercially, their space for survival has been squeezed.

In January 1950, the Iraqi parliament passed an amendment to the Nationality Law, stipulating that Jews who immigrated to Israel must renounce their Iraqi citizenship, marking the beginning of a large-scale deprivation of Jewish citizenship.

Between April 1950 and June of this year, nine bombings targeting Jews occurred in Baghdad, killing 10 people and injuring more than 50. The main targets were synagogues, shops, residences, and community centers.

Ironically, the "suspects" arrested by the Iraqi government were all Jewish and activists. A 19-year-old Jewish student, Shalom Salah Shalom, was even identified as a weapons expert whose weapons development capabilities seemed to surpass those of the entire Manhattan Project team.

In March of this year, the Iraqi parliament secretly passed the "Law on the Supervision and Management of Property of Jews Who Have Lost Their Citizenship," authorizing the government to permanently confiscate the assets of all Jews who have renounced their Iraqi citizenship.

In June, the Emergency Law was promulgated again, authorizing the confiscation of Jewish property with ties to the enemy state of Israel.

On the day the law was implemented, all telephone lines in Baghdad were cut off to prevent Jews from urgently transferring assets; banks were closed for three days and all Jewish accounts were frozen; police conducted comprehensive surveillance and arrested any Jews suspected of transferring assets.

On May 18, Israel launched Operation Ezra and Nehemiah, negotiating with the Iraqi government to request a large-scale airlift of Iraqi Jews to Israel. The Iraqi government agreed, but also made the following demands:
Jews leaving Iraq must renounce their citizenship and sign a document declaring their departure "voluntary." They are not allowed to carry more than 50 dinars in cash, and their real estate, land, businesses, and other property will be forcibly confiscated.

To date, nearly 8 Jews have left Baghdad, and the Iraqi government has established a General Directorate for the Custody of Property, directly under the Ministry of Finance, to be responsible for the comprehensive receipt and disposal of Jewish property.

The Iraqi government claims that the "Jewish dividend" is mainly used to aid Palestinian refugees, but in reality, it "selects typical cases, holds large-scale relief ceremonies, takes photos for archiving, reclaims the donations, and promotes them extensively," just like some internet celebrities' charity shows.

However, some Palestinian refugees did actually benefit, after all, a model site needed to be set up for their Arab compatriots and Western journalists who had nothing better to do than visit.

Yes, that's the version used abroad. The domestic version is different. Just a couple of days ago, the supporting regulations, the "Implementation Rules," were officially promulgated, clarifying the standards for asset classification, evaluation, and distribution, thus standardizing plunder.

They issued a statement announcing an auction for the "Jewish bonus." In principle, all Iraqis can participate in this wealth redistribution feast. However, there's a point that needs no explanation: all Arabs in the world are one family. The Iraqi government will definitely treat Iraqi civilians like Palestinian refugees. Imagine a fish stewed into a soup for 100,000 people, filling the whole house with the smell of fish, but you can't even see the fish.

Hailala stared at Chuxufei's face for a few seconds, then turned her gaze to the small wooden box in front of her, which contained winter melon-shaped gummy candies, a hint of sweetness wafting into his nostrils.

He resisted for only two seconds before convincing himself that there was no point in resisting. He picked up two and put them in his mouth, a look of pleasure instantly appearing on his face.

He ate one after another, quickly finishing more than a dozen. After his taste buds had received the minimum satisfaction, he picked up two more and looked at Chu Jianfei, "Mr. Bank, why did you want to cooperate with me?"

Chu Xufei took out a pack of "Family Hero" cigarettes, a special supply for officers of the Armadillo Squad, and gestured to Helala, "Is this alright?"

"Please feel free to do so."

Chu Xufei lit a cigarette, took a light drag, tilted his head back slightly, his lips parted to the side, and exhaled the smoke into the air. "Mr. Tarfa, I am an arms dealer and a mercenary. I enjoy making friends with those who are currently at war and those who are preparing for war."

As he spoke, he glanced sharply in Saddam's direction out of the corner of his eye.

Helala asked calmly, "Mr. Bank, how do you plan to cooperate?"

Chu Xianfei chuckled and said, "I believe that the best assets of the Jewish people will not be auctioned off. Cabinet members and senior officials will have priority in purchasing them. Core departments such as the Ministry of Finance and the Ministry of the Interior will divide up most of them in the name of the government. The military and police systems that contribute the most will receive movable property rewards, such as jewelry, art, and luxury goods."

Hailala said angrily, "These lackeys of the British will definitely do this."

“Mr. Tarfa, I will provide the funding, and you will be responsible for securing access to high-quality assets and having people endorse them. All the profits will be split equally between you and me.”

"Distribute the spoils immediately?"

"of course."

"make a deal."

Savings Fei smiled gently, thinking about the personality analysis of Hailala in the report provided by Mosquito—a love of sweets, greed, and cruelty.

Rashid Street, a street with special significance.

There is a Tigris Palace Hotel on the street, where HK Consulting has booked several rooms to use as offices for its Baghdad branch.

"How long must a man's journey be to become a true man? How many seas must a pigeon fly across to rest on the beach? How much gunfire must endure to bring peace? The answer, my friend, drifts in the wind—the answer is gone with the wind..."

Accountant Shafik Ades walked into the office and heard the music playing from the gramophone; his eyes instantly welled up with tears.

While he was still in a daze, Zhang Huiyi, a staff member at the office, came up to him and greeted him, "May peace come to you!"

Hearing the distant and slightly unfamiliar Hebrew spoken from the mouth of a man of Asian descent, Shafiq Ades excitedly responded: "Shalom aleichem!"

Zhang Huiyi smiled and said in English, "Sir, are you here for an interview?"

"Yes."

"plz follow me."

Zhang Huiyi led Ades into a private booth, and after they sat down, she poured two glasses of liqueur, raised one of them, and exclaimed, "Freedom!"

Upon hearing this, Ades, his hands trembling, picked up the glass and choked out, "Freedom!"

Cheung Wai-yee drank first as a sign of respect, and then said again in Hebrew, "Everything will be alright."

"Thank you."

Setting down her cup, Zhang Huiyi instantly switched into interview mode. "Sir, what's your name?"

“Shafik Ades”.

"Profession?"

"Accountant."

Where do you work?

"I worked at Zirka Bank for fifteen years."

"Do you plan to continue working in a bank in the future?"

"Yes...if possible."

"As for banks, there's only one option for now: would you be willing to go to Singapore?"

"As long as I don't stay in Baghdad, I can go anywhere."

“OK.” Zhang Huiyi ticked several boxes in the register. “Mr. Aders, I have a few questions to ask you.”

"Excuse me."

How many family members will be traveling with you to Singapore?

There were five of us, including me.

Do you have any valuables that you need to liquidate or take to Singapore?

"Can I bring it?" Ades asked in surprise.

"You and your family can carry a total of no more than 5 kilograms of valuables worth no more than 5 dinars. If you exceed this limit, you can only get back 30% of the value of the items in cash, in pounds or dollars, and you will have to pay it back in installments over a year."

Ades, understanding the unspoken meaning, asked, "Can I get all the cash immediately?"

"It's not allowed after you're confirmed for employment; it's an employee benefit."

What if the value is further reduced?

Zhang Huiyi smiled and said, "Mr. Ades, if all goes well, you will be joining Bankman, whose Baghdad office is on the floor below."

What else do I need to do?

"Leave your contact information. We will conduct a background check on Mr. Ades this afternoon. If you don't mind, you can receive the interview results tonight."

"I don't mind, the sooner the better."

"OK."

Downstairs, Bankman's office.

“Mr. Nissim Regevan, you have two options. First, we will offer 2% to buy your IOU, and we will assume all the risk. Second, you can keep the IOU and we will collect the debt. Once we recover the debt, you can get 20%.”

"The second option allows me to receive the money immediately?"

"No, we need time to allocate funds. You won't receive it for another six months."

"How can I trust you?"

"The Sassoon family."

Since the enactment of the Law on the Supervision and Management of Jewish Property After Loss of Nationality, a new profession has emerged in Baghdad in a short period of time: "intermediary lawyers who specialize in handling Jewish affairs."

Before leaving the country, wealthy Jewish businessmen often seek to retain some of their real estate or company shares by signing secret nominee agreements with trusted Arab lawyers. However, once the Arab lawyers obtain the power of attorney and control of the assets from their Jewish clients, they often turn around and report the matter to the government or embezzle the funds, because they know that once the Jewish clients leave, they will never be able to return and sue them.

Nadim Pachachi, an Arab lawyer, used to be very close to Jews, and many wealthy Jewish businessmen regarded him as a trustworthy person. His home was in Batavia, a former Jewish wealthy neighborhood known as Baghdad's Beverly Hills.

Narcissus sat in the living room, enjoying an iced shaparita.

Mrs. Pachachi sat opposite her, her face pale and her body trembling like a leaf. Her two daughters sat on the living room floor, played with by a Bankman Shield member, their silvery laughter ringing out.

After tasting Shapat once more, Narcissus put down her glass and gave Mrs. Pachachi a warm smile. "Don't be afraid. I'm a woman and a good person. I won't hurt you. I just want to make a deal with Attorney Pachachi."

Mrs. Pachachi looked around at the Bankman Shield members standing in various positions, each holding a gun. She couldn't convince herself that the woman sitting opposite her was a good person.

Narcissus noticed Mrs. Pachachi's actions, but offered no further explanation, instead admiring the oil painting hanging on the wall. (End of Chapter)