Spy Wars: Red Shopkeeper

Chapter 83 Telegram
The banquet is over.

They were not very familiar with each other before coming here, but after this incident, Gu Yansheng and Ding Moqun are now much closer.

Two people were chatting next to the car.

Ding Mocun apologized first: "Speaking of this matter, I am sorry, brother. I thought Sato asked to meet with you to talk about stocks, but I really didn't expect that there would be something about medicine."

Gu Yansheng waved his hand. "The drug control order has been issued. The Japanese have been planning this for a long time. Even if you didn't come to me, I estimate that we will be called here in a few days. This is inevitable in our position. Director Ding, don't worry about it."

"That's true, but it's my fault after all. I'll host a banquet to make amends for you one day. By the way, it's not easy to ask in here, what do you think about this matter, Brother Gu?"

There are people who do this business that could get them killed, but no one wants to do a business that will make them lose money. Ding Moqun knew it was not that easy to make the black market traders submit.

"Why rush? Don't we have a year to deliver? Take your time. We have to agree to whatever we have in mind. Why? Do we have to offend Mitsui and let the military put pressure on us? Then we won't even get a penny in compensation."

"That's right, now we have the initiative."

Ding Mocun was a little distracted as he spoke. Besides the money, he agreed to this for another reason. If he refused, the Japanese might come to Li Shiqun. Then, with the endorsement of Mitsui, wouldn't Li Shiqun be even more powerful? He would really be ridden on the head and shitted at the secret service headquarters.

I had to agree.

And this thing must be done beautifully.

Gu Yansheng pondered and said, "Let me think about this matter first. I have a lot of things to do at the Judicial Department. I'll calm down and think about it when I have some free time. By the way, does your secret service headquarters have any information on this? If so, please send it to me. Didn't you arrest a lot of military secret service agents? They should be frequent visitors to the black market."

Ding Mocun thought for a moment and nodded, "I'll go back and look into this matter. I'll let you know if I have any news."

"How is the investigation going by the Military Control Commission in Shanghai now?" Gu Yansheng took the opportunity to ask about the current situation of the Military Control Commission.

Ding Mocun was completely defenseless in this kind of conversation environment. "Several leaders are still on the run. They are definitely in the concession. We've even locked down the position of Shanghai District Chief. But the military police headquarters won't allow people with guns to get into trouble with people in the concession. We can't even catch them now."

"Secret arrest." Gu Yansheng tilted his head, as if it was a matter of course.

Ding Mocun shook his head, "We can't arrest him secretly. The district chief has at least six bodyguards around him every day. Who can arrest him without firing a gun?

Now he lives openly in the concession, and even comes out for a stroll when he has nothing to do. If he were to publish a statement in a newspaper in a few days, he would become the spiritual pillar of the fugitive Military Control Commission. Wouldn't this clearly tell others that he is fine?

"Swish, let's go."

Gu Yansheng laughed and went home.

The pharmaceutical black market not only has drugs but also smuggling channels. Moreover, the boss was very considerate and gave a grace period of two tons a year. Gu Yansheng really couldn't find a reason not to take this task.

The next morning, when he arrived at the office, Gu Yansheng first called Lu Bowen.

The best time is about to pass, and the price of cotton yarn will surely skyrocket after they hold the press conference.

"How's the delivery going?"

"We rushed to collect everything and put it into storage this morning." Lu Bowen took a sip of water, his expression full of excitement as if he hadn't slept for a long time. He put down the cup and said:

"The price of cotton yarn started to rise yesterday afternoon. The rumor was that the Japanese might not collect the tax anymore, so some merchants were holding back and wanted to wait a little longer. Fortunately, you reminded me in time. I collected most of the cotton yarn during the day, and only collected a small amount at night. I was busy negotiating prices and transporting goods, so I was busy all night.

The price hasn't increased much. I bought about $3000 worth of goods for $40 to $45."

"You've worked hard. You haven't slept for a long time, right?" Gu Yansheng asked with concern.

"It's okay." Lu Bowen smiled brightly. "If we complete this mission, our soldiers won't have to worry about winter clothes. Losing two days of sleep is nothing. I tell you, you'll never imagine how much cotton yarn we have in stock right now."

"How many?"

"More than 7800 bales, if you count the weight, that would be more than 1400 tons! Haha, that's too much! Looking at the warehouse, it's full of layers of cotton yarn, so warm." Lu Bowen looked very satisfied.

Gu Yansheng was also satisfied and asked, "How much belongs to us?"

Lu Bowen smiled slightly and said, "I've calculated that the average price is 27 dollars. According to what you said, No. 76 accounts for 40,000 dollars. Their number should be more than 5800 bags, less than 5900 bags. Then, Director Gu's number is more than 1900 bags.

I don't think it's appropriate to take all of it away and give it to the organization. If there's buying, there's selling, so I think we need to control the quantity. What do you think is an appropriate amount?"

Gu Yansheng chuckled, "I help them make money without having to pay for their hard work? What 27 yuan, 35 yuan? Do the math. At this price, after they sell all the goods, I will have to ask them for a labor fee." "Okay." Lu Bowen smiled and picked up the pen and paper on the table. He calculated carefully and said, "If we use 35 yuan, then our inventory should be over 6000 bags, and theirs should be less than 4600 bags."

"That's about it, isn't it just 1800 extra packets? 1000 packets were given to the organization, enough for 100,000 people, and the remaining 800 packets were embezzled from the two of them. What can they do if they find out? Anyway, it's 27, and they'll think I took too much. It doesn't make any difference."

Lu Bowen gave a thumbs up: "Director Gu, that's a great idea."

Gu Yansheng sneered, "Have He Yun make an account book. It's okay as long as it's acceptable, it doesn't have to be too accurate. Also, arrange the warehouse according to the quantity. Which ones are ours, which ones are theirs, and which ones are from my hometown? The quantities must match."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of this matter when I get back. There's one more thing."

Lu Bowen leaned in and whispered, "This time we completed the mission more than half a month earlier than the organization scheduled. I'm afraid that if we leave the stuff in Shanghai, it will get worse. Besides, the sooner this stuff reaches the troops, the sooner they can put on their clothes. Some troops are freezing in the mountains, so I plan to activate the radio and send a message to the organization to have them take it away as soon as possible. What do you think?"

Gu Yansheng thought about it carefully, assessed the risks, and finally nodded: "Okay, sending a message now is not risky. Our radio station is in the concession, and No. 76 can't enter the concession with guns for the time being. There is definitely no danger to life. As long as the radio station can't be located, it's fine. What do you think, He Yun?"

He Yun works part-time as a radio operator.

"She's fine. She said she practices touch typing when she has nothing else to do, so her skills are not rusty."

"Okay, then you guys set a time and I'll go over and help you keep watch. If anything really happens, I won't be afraid."

"How about starting at 8 o'clock sharp tonight?"

"can."

"There is another question. We both have to go out. What about your assistant?" Lu Bowen glanced outside the door. That was an eye, which had advantages and disadvantages.

Gu Yansheng nodded to show that he understood. "I'll take care of it. You guys go about your business."

"That's no problem. I'll leave first and go back to sleep for a while to recharge my energy for tonight. Now I'm leaving." Lu Bowen smiled.

At half past nine, Liu Xiaolou outside the door shouted, "Mayor Fu."

This is the first time that Fu Xiaoan has entered the Judicial Department since Gu Yansheng took office.

No matter how fierce the fight was in the past or how we will fight in the future, we are happy today.

"Yansheng, are you busy?"

"Mayor." Gu Yansheng put down the document he had just picked up and pretended to pick up for a few seconds after hearing the call, and walked out quickly: "Is it time?"

"I still have a while. I haven't been to the Judicial Department since I took office. I just happened to come and see you today and have something to talk to you about."

Gu Yansheng nodded and waved Liu Xiaolou to leave. "Please sit down."

"I won't sit down. Just a few words." Fu Xiaoan stood with his hands behind his back, paused and smiled, "I'll need you to say a few more words to boost morale at the press conference later. It's for the sake of Shanghai's economic development."

Gu Yansheng hummed: "I know what to say."

"Okay, there's one more thing. Two of my close friends wanted to buy some cotton yarn these past few days, but unexpectedly someone else got there first." Fu Xiaoan smiled and said, "I heard that this person knows Director Gu."

There's nothing to hide about this kind of thing. Everyone knows each other. Gu Yansheng nodded and admitted generously: "Yes, I know him. Does the mayor have any instructions?"

"It's not really an instruction, but recently, could you please ask your friend not to sell? Because I persuaded those merchants in the concession, and it took some effort and promises, they all have shares in the futures market. Your friend should have quite a lot of goods on hand now, and selling them all at once would easily cause panic."

Gu Yansheng understood that foreign investors wanted to reduce their losses in the futures market.

"I can talk to him about this, but he has partners in this business. You know that businessmen value money, so you have to give him some time, right?"

"Foreign traders are planning to push the price of cotton yarn futures above 100. If you ask your friend to sell it, you'll definitely make a killing. I can also make a promise: if you can't sell it, I'll have my friend cover you for 100. How about that?"

"Then I guess he's fine."

"Hahaha, okay, let's go shopping and then go to the meeting."

(End of this chapter)