The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1526 Zhang Cheng: "The God of Wealth: If you can't earn it, you can steal it!"

Ming Family Villa in Shanghai
in the office,

Minglou, who was processing the documents, looked at them with a serious expression, his demeanor exceptionally grave.
He was caught somewhat off guard by what happened with the Special Higher Police last time.
After all, he never imagined that in this chaotic and chaotic Shanghai, he would have such formidable subordinates who would actually attack the Special Higher Police when they said they would!

Although he was nominally the highest commander, Minglou only knew the Gray Shadow Squad's contact information.

Tapping the table, Minglou glanced at Mingcheng and said, "Tell the Gray Shadow Squad to hibernate and remain silent!"

"Yes, I understand!"

Upon hearing Ming Lou's words, Ming Cheng nodded quickly.
This incident has escalated to such a huge extent that it has caused chaos in the area. Not only are the military police making arrests, but even the 76th Division is in disarray!

While chaos reigned underground, Zhang Cheng was conducting business in the French Concession.
Sitting in the coffee shop, Zhang Cheng smiled and extended his hand, saying, "Mr. Smith, hello, I'm Tom Wang!"

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Tom. I heard you wanted to buy sulfonamides?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with curiosity, Smith couldn't help but feel surprised.
“That’s right, Mr. Smith. I know you have medicine, but you don’t intend to sell it to the Japanese, so I came to talk to you in person!”

Smiling at Smith, Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes and spoke.
"Twenty-eight yuan a box! What do you think?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Smith couldn't help but smile.
"No, no, no, this price is too high!"

Shaking his head at Smith, Zhang Cheng knew perfectly well how shocking this price was.

Keep in mind that a box of sulfonamides contains only nine tablets, but costs twenty-eight yuan.

What is the monthly salary of the Japanese Army today? Seven and a half yen!

What is this? It's a malu from the malu world! Its purchasing power is equivalent to forty bowls of ramen!
One silver dollar could buy ten kilograms of rice, so now it's not just inflation, but also that money is worthless!

Not to mention fiat currency, which could buy a cow with one coin 37 years ago, but now can only buy a calf, and will continue to depreciate in the future!
Zhang Cheng currently possesses mostly Japanese yen, as he has captured a county town and stripped tens of thousands of Japanese soldiers of their clothes.

However, he doesn't intend to keep the money; he plans to exchange it for other currencies, either pounds or dollars! After all, those are the hard currencies!

If all else fails, Zhang Cheng plans to "borrow" from a bank!
Someone in Old Zhang's family had done this before. Don't ask me what they needed the money for; it was to buy guns and cannons!

As for you still asking me to pay you back after I bought the guns and cannons, that just shows you're being unreasonable!
Zhang Laogeda: Why should I pay back money I borrowed through my own abilities?
Zhang Cheng: See that? People from the Zhang family are just fierce!
"Tom, this is a rare item!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Smith couldn't help but smile.
"Even in scarcity, it can't escape being leased, can it? Just sell it to me, and you don't need to worry about anything else!"

Zhang Cheng addressed Smith with a smile,
"You can bring things into the concession area?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with suspicion, Smith couldn't help but frown.
"Of course, if I didn't have this ability, I wouldn't dare to make a deal with you!"

Looking at Smith with a broad smile, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Twenty-four, that's the lowest price!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in front of him, Smith couldn't help but become serious.

"No problem, but how much stuff do you have?"

Looking at Smith, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"There are three thousand boxes in total! Can you finish them all?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with suspicion, Smith couldn't help but become curious.
Because this is a shipment worth 1.7 million! If Zhang Cheng can't finish it, then all their chatting will have been for nothing!

Silently watching Smith, Zhang Cheng tapped the table and said, "No problem, when do we make the deal?" "Tomorrow night! Just come here then! I'll arrange everything!"

Smith wrote down an address and looked at Zhang Cheng with a broad smile.

Because once this batch of goods is sold, his life will be much easier.

The Japanese army was watching them closely; if they tried to smuggle sulfonamides out, they would be caught and their goods confiscated, and the price offered would be extremely low.
The purpose of doing business is to make money, and Smith didn't want something he'd spent a fortune on to be sold cheaply to a bunch of newborns.
Zhang Cheng's appearance just happened to solve a big problem for him!

After circling around for a while and finding no one following him, Zhang Cheng changed his clothes and returned to the nightclub.

Upon seeing Zhang Cheng enter, many people quickly gestured to him.

Nodding calmly, Zhang Cheng then asked, "How about the second-in-command?"

"Second-in-command?"

Many people stared awkwardly at Zhang Cheng, speechless.
Last night, everyone was supposed to be doing a double-cross, but some idiot Chun lit the opium, causing Zhang Cheng and his group, who were in the right place at the right time, to be completely wiped out.

Even the second-in-command, who never touches this stuff, was laughing like a fool last night.
Upon entering the back room, Zhang Cheng saw the second-in-command shouting and couldn't help but squat down in front of him, saying, "No, you haven't recovered yet?"

"Big brother, big brother, I can't take it anymore, my whole body hurts! Big brother!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, the second-in-command began to explain.

"Damn it, another one's stuck with me!"

Rubbing his head, Zhang Cheng stood up and walked to the huge statue of Guan Yu, saying, "It must be bad feng shui. Someone, replace the statue of Guan Yu for me, replace it right now!"

"Brother, if we don't want Second Master, then what should we offer sacrifices to?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng suspiciously, the person who came up couldn't help but ask,
"The God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming! You know him, right? Hurry up and find someone to move him over here!"

Addressing the people below, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but take out a cigar, light it, and exhale a thick puff of smoke.
Staring at Zhang Cheng in shock, the underlings rubbed their heads, not understanding why they, who were in the underworld, would worship the God of War and Wealth!
"Don't understand? Let me tell you, you bunch of little bastards, if you can't earn it, you can always steal it!"

"Hey hey hey!"

With a wicked grin reminiscent of Talking Tom, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but sneer.
Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, everyone present froze in place, because is this how the God of Wealth is worshipped?

Zhao Gongming: No, no, he's talking nonsense!
Zhang Cheng retrieved Ah Xing and Fatty Cong, who were squatting by the roadside, and then had the men begin training this social outcast.
Because they're the kind of people who would even cook a meal for someone they were collecting a debt for.
After taking stock of his possessions, Zhang Cheng finally understood why Lin Chen had murderous intent towards Xi Ye: because he too had something to hide.

The military police are really treating him like a blood bank, taking blood whenever they want?
The massive Axe Gang actually only had less than 600,000 silver dollars, and less than 200,000 in other currencies. Who would believe that?

The Paramount Ballroom next door can earn tens of thousands of yuan a night!

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but rub his chin and say, "Damn it, if we don't rob, we really can't survive!"

On the flywheel, Zhang Cheng threw a dart with a snap.

But as Zhang Cheng stepped forward, he was taken aback and exclaimed, "Huh? It's HSBC? That's an old acquaintance!"

HSBC: Don't come any closer!
As Zhang Cheng pulled out the dart, he saw many bank names clearly displayed on it when he turned around.

"As expected, worshipping the God of Wealth is the most effective way to make money. Isn't this how we found a way to make money?"

With a happy smile on his face, Zhang Cheng felt that he had made the right choice; he really wasn't that familiar with Guan Yu!

Guan Yu: I have never seen such a shameless person!
(End of this chapter)