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

Japanese Concession.

In fact, strictly speaking, there was no real Japanese concession in Shanghai.

This place used to be a British concession. Later, with the entry of Americans, the concession was further expanded and became a public concession.

In the early years of the Republic of China, there were too many Japanese expatriates in Shanghai. They formed gangs and fought with the foreigners from Britain and the United States for territory.

Initially, the Japanese expatriates did not have an advantage, but later, they bribed with money and obtained two director positions in the International Settlement, which meant that they had some say.

Under the manipulation of high-level officials, Japanese expatriates gathered in large numbers in Hongkou District and Zhabei District, and started commercial activities here.

Over time, everyone has accepted their status.

Gradually, this place became the so-called Japanese Concession.

Six p.m,

In front of Ishikawa Japanese restaurant.

As soon as Chen Yang got off the rickshaw, several figures surrounded him.

"Mr. Chen, welcome, welcome." Higashino Daimu came forward and said politely.

"You are too polite, Dongye-kun. Who are these two?"

Chen Yang looked at the side of Higashino Daimu. At this time, there were two men following Higashino Daimu.

The man on the left is over seven feet tall, with droopy eyebrows, a hooked nose, a serious expression, as if someone owes him a few hundred dollars and hasn't paid him back.

The other person was interesting. He was a fat man with a very strange appearance.

He must weigh at least 300 kilograms, with protruding ears, uneven eyes, an upturned nose, and his whole body is as thick as a cylinder but not as high as a cylinder. Except for his butt, it's all waist.

"Come, come, let me introduce you."

"This is Major Nakazato Takeshi, the captain of the anti-smuggling squadron of the military police."

"This is my colleague, the Logistics Department Inspector, Lieutenant Matsui Eiji."

"This is the Chen Yang I told you about, Chen Sang."

"Mr. Chen, it's our first meeting. Please take care of me." The fat man Matsui Eiji walked up to Chen Yang and bowed 90 degrees.

Nakazato Takeshi on the side snorted softly, obviously looking down on Chen Yang.

"Mr. Matsui is too polite. I'm just a small trader. I'm not as great as Mr. Higashino says." Chen Yang said modestly.

"Haha, Mr. Chen is so modest."

"Everyone, stop standing at the door. Go in, everyone."

Higashino Daiki greeted him and took Chen Yang into the restaurant.

The owner of the restaurant is a mature woman in her thirties. She is not tall, but she is not bad looking, with big breasts and a round butt, and she has a bit of the charm of a mature woman.

Seeing a few people coming in, the proprietress immediately greeted them warmly.

"Hitsuno-kun, what a rare guest."

"You haven't been here for a long time. Miss Lingzi has been missing you for a long time."

"Hey, why don't I see Sakamoto-kun?"

"Oh, Sakamoto has a temporary mission and will be here in a while."

"Mr. Chen, this way..."

It is not difficult to tell from their conversation that these people should be regular customers here.

Higashino Daiki led Chen Yang to a private room on the second floor of the restaurant.

When I pushed open the door, I saw a large number of exquisite dishes placed on the table.

"Higashino-kun, is it still the same as before? I'll call Miss Lingzi over for you."

"We are not important." Dongye Daimu patted the boss lady's shoulder and said, "Make sure to take good care of this friend of mine."

"He is a distinguished guest..."

The proprietress only noticed Chen Yang in the crowd at this moment. She looked him up and down. An indescribable greed suddenly appeared in her eyes, and her scarlet tongue subconsciously licked her lips.

What do you want to do, ladies?

This action made Chen Yang feel frightened...

"Hitsuno-kun, your friend is so handsome."

"Madam boss, watch your saliva, it's dripping all over the place. It looks like you're going to eat my friend alive."

"Hate it, Dongye-kun just likes to joke around."

"I'll go get you a girl."

The proprietress pretended to be angry and hit Higashino Daimu. Then, she said hello to everyone and bowed and left.

Higashino Daiki asked everyone to sit down and took the sake on the table and filled their glasses.

Just as he raised his glass, before Higashino Daiki could speak, the dead-looking Nakazato Takeshi beside him spoke first: "Mr. Chen, this is our first meeting. I'm not good at talking. Higashino-kun said that you are very capable. Is that true?"

Hmm, who chats like this?

"Hehe, my strength is not that good," Chen Yang raised his glass and said, "But some small things are still no problem."

"Small matter? What we are talking about is not a small matter." Nakazato Takeshi winked at Higashino Daiki.

Dongye Damu took out a piece of paper from his bosom, handed it to Chen Yang, and said, "The situation on the front line is tight recently, and a batch of supplies will be shipped from the sea the day after tomorrow."

"We'll deduct some of it. Mr. Chen, do you have any way to help us deal with it?"

"This batch of goods is under strict inspection, so it's best to sell it within three days..."

Chen Yang took the note, took a look at it, and was slightly surprised.

"Three hundred Type 70 rifles with two basic bullets, five crooked-handled machine guns with three basic bullets, three Type heavy machine guns with two basic bullets, two grenade launchers with two basic shells, one mm Type infantry gun with one basic shell."

"50 tons of sugar, 50 tons of tung oil, canned meat, compressed biscuits..."

Chen Yang was secretly surprised. The list of supplies on that piece of paper was enough to equip two reorganized infantry squadrons.

These Japanese guys are really good. They managed to get so many supplies without making any noise.

Chen Yang turned on the precise calculation function in his mind and quickly calculated the prices of the materials above.

The situation is chaotic now and the price of weapons is rising.

The cost of a Type 38 rifle in the army is only 80 yen.

However, on the black market, it's at least double that, one hundred and fifty dollars a bunch.

A Type 99 light machine gun costs more than 1,000 yen.

Not to mention supplies such as sugar and tung oil, which were needed not only by the troops but also by the local heroes who occupied the mountains and some anti-Japanese armed forces.

In just one minute, Chen Yang already had the detailed price of the entire batch of supplies in his mind.

This batch of arms cost about 60,000 yen, and the supplies cost about 40,000 yen.

Of course, this is the cost price. If it is sold, it will be a different price.

Take white sugar as an example. Before the war, the price of white sugar on the market was about 0.10 yuan per pound, but now it is 0.12 yuan.

The purchase price of a ton of sugar is only 90 oceans, but if it is sold to areas with scarce supplies, the price can double.

After deducting expenses and commissions from the 100,000 yuan worth of supplies, the profit is conservatively estimated to be 50%.

This is going to be posted.

"This business is not small. I wonder if Mr. Chen has the ability to do it." The speaker was still Nakazato Takeshi.

"Heh, Nakazato-kun, do you think I've never seen the world?"

"A transaction of 100,000 yen is not enough to shock Mr. Chen."

"It's just that I'm confused. Why did you think of looking for me? There should be a lot of people willing to do a business worth 100,000 yuan with you."