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

After Chen Yang finished speaking, several people couldn't help but look at each other.

The goods on the black market are not like those in department stores, where you can just put them out there and sell them off easily by offering a discount.

Do you want to know what those things are?

Opium, red goods, stolen goods, almost all of them are things that cannot be easily discovered.

These things are much more valuable than ordinary items, and their prices fluctuate greatly.

If it was really a reckless sell-off as Chen Yang said, the loss of the goods would be at least in the tens of thousands.

But Chen Yang didn't seem to care at all, and Gao Tianjiu reacted instantly.

Boss Chen is about to make a big move...

After a long silence, Gao Tianjiu mustered up the courage to ask, "Boss Chen, do you have any big business to do?"

Chen Yang did not answer, but asked: "Lao Jiu, how much money can you get now?"

Gao Tianjiu counted on his fingers and said, "Except for the 20,000 pounds you asked for, we can probably get 120,000 or 30,000 yuan."

"If we clear all the supplies, more than 200,000 will be no problem."

"Uh, just this little..." Chen Yang was obviously a little disappointed.

These words were particularly harsh to the ears of several people.

This is more than 200,000 oceans. Do you know how much money was allocated to build the Burma Road?

Two million dollars.

Two hundred thousand dollars could build one-tenth of the Burma Road.

You are still not satisfied with so much money, what? Are you going to heaven...

Chen Yang also looked depressed.

I heard Wu Sibao say before that if you need money, just go to Lao Jiu. I thought he was very capable, but after all this time, it turns out he is only this capable.

More than 200,000, more than halfway to the target of 500,000...

"How about this," Chen Yang said slowly after a moment of silence: "Let's do this for today. Go back and prepare according to my instructions."

"Old Nine, please stay for a moment..."

Seeing Chen Yang's expression, several people did not dare to ask more questions and bowed and said goodbye.

After watching everyone leave, Chen Yang sat down next to Gao Tianjiu and said, "Old Nine, Xiaotongqiao earns a lot of money every year, why is there only so little in the account..."

Gao Tianjiu was startled and hurriedly explained: "Boss Chen, you don't think I did anything wrong, do you?"

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant." Chen Yang waved his hands and said, "I mean, according to my estimation, Xiaotongqiao has an annual income of at least 500,000 or 600,000 yuan, and there should be more than that in the account..."

Gao Tianjiu sighed and said, "Boss Chen, you have calculated very carefully. There are a total of 1,173 businesses of all sizes in Xiaotong Bridge."

"According to the Fourth Master's instructions, the big merchants who run gambling stalls, tobacco stalls and flower stalls earn 120 yuan a month, those who run brothels and clubs earn 50 to 20 yuan a month, and canteens and vendors earn 10 to 5 yuan."

"We can earn about 10,000 yuan from business every month, which means that Xiaotongqiao's monthly income is indeed around 50,000 yuan."

"However, the expenses here are also high. The fourth master is kind and righteous. As long as you enter the door, everyone will have a dry salary of thirty dollars."

"There is also a lucky letter during festivals..."

"There are more than a thousand gangsters in Xiaotong Bridge, and the annual expenses alone are around 400,000 yuan."

"After we divide the remaining money into dividends, there won't be much left..."

Chen Yang sighed repeatedly after hearing this.

With such a prime land and so much income, Wu Sibao actually ruined it into this state.

It seems that this place needs some reform. Otherwise, if it continues like this, no matter how much money is saved, it will not be able to be saved.

However, the most urgent task is to prepare the money to raise supplies.

The rest can be discussed later.

"Laojiu, do you think you can get the money somehow?" Chen Yang said tentatively.

Gao Tianjiu was silent for a moment, and then said, "There are still a few households in Xiaotongqiao that have some strength. It's no problem to temporarily gather a hundred thousand or eighty thousand."

"One hundred thousand or eighty thousand, what's the use? I want five hundred thousand..."

"What? Five hundred thousand." Gao Tianjiu almost bit his tongue.

"Boss Chen, why do you need so much money?"

Chen Yang said impatiently: "Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. You just need to tell me if it's possible or not."

Gao Tianjiu was silent for a long time, and said with a bitter face: "Boss Chen, even if I pawn my underwear, the best I can get is 300,000 yuan."

"For the rest, I really can't help..."

Chen Yang thought for a while and said, "There is no other way. Contact Gao Jinzhong of the Sichuan Army and see if he wants the six mountain cannons."

"If you want him, tell him to come as soon as possible with the money."

"Okay, I'll find someone to do it right away..." Gao Tianjiu agreed and left in a hurry.

This is not the future world where a phone call can notify people. He has to ask someone to notify the other party...

Watching Gao Tianjiu leave, Chen Yang sighed heavily.

Originally, these valuable arms were to be kept in Anhui Province until after the war broke out.

But now the situation forces us to sell a batch at a low price.

Among these weapons, mountain artillery has the highest value, but because of its high value, there are not many buyers who can afford it...

Those mountain kings who occupied the mountains could not afford such precious things, so they could only send them to the troops...

In fact, if Chen Yang took out the $100,000 deposit, it would indeed be able to solve his urgent problem.

However, Chen Yang did not intend to do so.

He clearly distinguishes between some things that can be done and some things that cannot be done.

This money was donated by overseas Chinese who saved money and donated it to the government to fight the Japanese invaders.

If Chen Yang used it for personal use, what would be the difference between him and Shen Congwen?

People can do whatever they want, but they can't be without bottom line...

Mountain city, official residence...

"Add Sprite, add Sprite, add Sprite..." In the office of the Director of the Military Intelligence Bureau.

Accompanied by a series of curses, a loud slap was heard.

Mao Feng covered his cheek with his hands, his eyes full of grievance.

Boss Dai and Mao Feng are both from Jiangshan. Others may not understand the curse words, but he can.

"Do you know that there is a ghost in the house? Do you know..."

"Ghost, who is the ghost?"

"You don't even know who the ghost is. How can you be the deputy director?"

"Are you a lobster? Your brain is full of shit..."

"No, no, no, I personally selected all the people in the confidential department, there is absolutely no way there could be something fishy..." Mao Feng waved his hands repeatedly.

"The confidential information sent back by the action team is only known to you, me, and the people in Yaoquan's three departments."

"Now, the people from the Central Bureau of Investigation have actually managed to find Lan Xiaodie first. How do you explain this?"

"Did I say that, or did he, was it him…"

Mao Feng looked at Zheng Jiemin, whose face turned pale with fear, and said quickly, "No, no."

"Brother Yaoquan is loyal to the Party and the country and would never sell out such important information."

Zheng Jiemin looked at Mao Feng with gratitude.

Originally, in the entire Military Control Commission, Mao Feng and Boss Dai were fellow Jiangshan natives. Although he was also from the Zhejiang faction, his hometown was Suichang County, Lishui. In fact, Zheng Jiemin was relatively close to Chen Yang.

Chen Yang's native place is Wuzhou, but his hometown is Xuanping County of Lishui, which is now Xuanping Town, Wuyi County, Wuzhou Prefecture...

This town is only a few dozen kilometers away from Suichang County. Strictly speaking, the two of them are real fellow villagers...