Crossing the spy war, my code name is God of Wealth

"Laojiu, tell me how much money you made," Fang Shijie came over with a licking face after hearing Gao Qiao's words.

Gao Tianjiu glanced at Chen Yang and saw that he was drinking tea leisurely and did not seem to have any intention of stopping him. Gao Tianjiu cleared his throat and said, "Zhao Furong is offering 10,000 yuan per box."

"Thirty boxes of goods means three hundred thousand dollars."

"Wang Tiankui is still using material exchange. One hundred and fifty tons of tungsten ore will be delivered in two months."

"Hiss." Everyone couldn't help but gasp when they heard this.

Three hundred thousand oceans plus one hundred and fifty tons of tungsten ore, together they amount to about five hundred thousand oceans.

Xiao Tongqiao's annual income is less than this amount. I didn't expect that I could earn so much from just one business deal with Chen Yang.

Chen Yang was very satisfied with the naive expressions of the crowd.

"Ahem, don't worry, there will be plenty of opportunities to make money with me in the future."

"Old Nine, according to the rules, after Zhao Furong's money arrives, distribute everyone's share."

"Shijie, please pay attention to the tungsten ore. The Germans are very eager for this stuff. The arms promised last time will arrive in Shanghai in mid-April. Please reserve a warehouse in advance."

"Ma Yongzhen, you found good people, ruthless and fast. Give them one hundred dollars each."

"Mao Laosan, everyone who works this time will get 10 yuan each, and the leader will get 20 yuan."

"And more." At this point Chen Yang's face turned cold and he said, "I heard from Ah Fu that you were deducting the hard labor wages from the workers at the dock. Damn it, you yourself were also a porter, how can you have the nerve to take this money?"

"If you ever let me know that you cheat your subordinates out of their money again, don't blame me for turning hostile."

Mao Laosan shuddered and quickly apologized with a smile: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I dare not."

Chen Yang snorted and ignored him. He stood up and said, "We just finished this deal. Everyone, please be quiet and do what you need to do. Don't make trouble for me."

"Let me be frank with you. If anyone causes trouble for me at this time, you know how I behave, and even the Lord will not give me face."

When the last word fell, everyone was suddenly silent...

Time passes slowly.

The Military Control Commission searched for more than ten days in a pretentious manner, but in the end there was no news about Li Qun.

Chen Yang was probably certain that this guy really played the trick of sacrificing his wife and son and gave up his own wife.

Since Li Qun could not be found, the dragon-slaying plan had to be cancelled and the superiors decided to look for another target.

As for who the target is, it is still uncertain.

Because of Li Qun and Ding Cun,

Only a few people from the Military and Central Intelligence Bureau in Shanghai were left to maintain daily intelligence gathering work, and most of them withdrew from Shanghai...

Chen Yang's job also became simple. It was nothing more than reporting some new information about the Shanghai market to the headquarters every now and then.

Moreover, because the battle in Anhui Province was fierce, the Military Control Commission's attention was mainly focused on Nanjing, and there was nothing major happening in Shanghai...

The funds for the medicine finally arrived in Xiao Tongqiao's account two weeks later.

Gao Tianjiu and his companions divided the money, and everyone followed the rules and did not mess around outside.

Soon after, the Third Reich's arms also arrived in Shanghai smoothly.

The Japanese might intercept cargo ships from countries such as Britain, the United States, the Soviet Union, and France, but they were still very tolerant of the Third Reich.

Those citizens of the Third Reich were not even shy about docking at the pier in broad daylight to unload their cargo.

What a guts...

That batch of arms amounted to more than a hundred boxes. Gao Laosi and Mao Laosan, who received the goods, were so frightened that their legs were shaking. However, the bearded man from the Third Reich who was in charge of the transportation did not care at all.

Fortunately, after receiving the news, Chen Yang quickly greeted Nakazato Takeshi from the anti-smuggling team, and the batch of goods was safely transported to the warehouse.

It's the end of April.

Because materials from Shanghai were diverted to Guangzhou, the prices of sugar, grain, oil and many other materials on the market increased sharply.

White sugar, which used to cost eight or nine cents a pound, had risen to twenty cents a pound by the end of April. Cotton yarn and cooking oil also continued to rise in price.

The price increase of the most common daily necessities has exceeded 150%, not to mention some scarce materials.

Some French trading companies, led by George's Pierre Company, have begun to prepare to sell off the materials in their hands.

Because the market has reached its peak, once the transportation lines between Guangzhou and Shanghai are fully established and supplies are stabilized, the market will begin to fall back.

Chen Yang also planned to dispose of the materials on hand in batches and recover the funds as soon as possible.

Chen's Commercial Firm.

Just as I was thinking about how to deal with the supplies, Lin Tianbao walked in with an invitation.

"Boss, that Miss Kong, oh no, Mr. Kong sent you an invitation."

"I invite you to the Cathay Hotel tonight..."

At the Chinachem Hotel, Chen Yang was slightly stunned.

Chen Yang had seen the Peace Hotel, located between the Suzhou River and the Huangpu River, on TV.

As the tallest building in the Far East at that time and famous in Asia, Chen Yang was still very much yearning for it.

It has been nearly half a year since Chen Yang came to Shanghai, but he has never been to the Chinachem Hotel.

Chen Yang suddenly remembered it when he saw Kong Lingwei's invitation letter today.

"Oh, I see. You can go out now."

At night, the Huangpu River is ablaze with neon lights.

The Chinachem Hotel is located here.

This hotel was built by Ellis Victor Sassoon, a wealthy British Jew at the time. Its exterior walls are made of granite and its interior has suites from nine countries, including Britain, India, Germany, France, the United States, Japan and China.

Walking into the lobby from the revolving door on the ground floor, Chen Yang could not help but be slightly moved. The lobby was magnificently decorated, with the floor paved with creamy white Italian marble and the top of the lobby decorated with bronze chandeliers, which was luxurious and elegant.

In the center of the stage, a band is playing famous songs from all over the world. The melodious music echoes in the air, making people feel as if they are in a hall where world culture and classical art blend together.

As expected of the "No. 1 Building in the Far East" in Shanghai, it is quite high-end...

"Hello, sir, how can I help you?" As I entered the lobby, a waiter came to greet me, speaking Chinese English with a hint of London accent.

"Hello, I want to go to this private room." Chen Yang took out the invitation letter from his arms and handed it to the waiter.

The waiter took a look and said politely: "OK, sir, please follow me..."

The waiter made an inviting gesture and led Chen Yang to the third floor.

The third floor box...

The waiter pushed open the door of the box and Chen Yang stepped in. In addition to the members of Qilin Society he had met before, what caught his eye was a middle-aged man in a neat suit.

He was sitting next to Kong Lingwei and was having a heated conversation with him.

From Kong Lingwei's attitude towards him, it can be seen that his identity seems to be somewhat unusual...

"Hey, Boss Chen is here..." Lin Guohua, the boss of Guohua Pictures, greeted him in a sarcastic tone.

From his slightly teasing tone, Chen Yang vaguely heard a hint of something unusual...