Dreaming back to 1949, the great powers were there to deceive us

At Baofeng Auction House, Guo Dachong was shocked.

"Two hundred thousand!"

Immediately afterwards, another voice sounded.

"Twenty-one thousand"

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The intensity is no less than the fight for rare treasures!

No, this set of ivory mahjong is a rare treasure!

All the bidders looked unfamiliar, but Guo Dachong still recognized two of them. One was the relative-in-law of the mayor of a southern city, and the other was the uncle of a certain military leader.

There are also some that, judging from their appearance, should be merchants' homes.

Most of them, like the two mentioned above, are probably related to a high-ranking government official.

Old Guo pinched his chin, his eyes becoming brighter and brighter.

I finally figured out why these guys were competing so hard. They were trying to curry favor with Dean Yu.

That story caused a sensation in the city. Whoever won the mahjong game at that time would definitely make the headlines of the Central News Agency. In other words, he would catch the attention of President Yu.

If he is smarter and returns the mahjong to its rightful owner (President Yu), his future will be limitless.

While Guo Dachong was in a daze, the auction had already come to an end.

"Two hundred and ninety thousand dollars, is there any more?"

The auctioneer called out a few times, and seeing no one agreed, he brought down the hammer.

"Deal! Congratulations to Mr. Liu Anzhi for winning this auction item!"

Guo Dachong was overjoyed, as his original expectation was only a few hundred thousand.

He immediately wrote a note and handed it to the stage. The auctioneer took the microphone and said, "Thank you all for coming. The seller previously promised to donate 20% of the auction proceeds to the Jiang Defense Command. Now, there's a change!"

The auctioneer did not wait for the audience to complain and said quickly:

"The seller has decided to donate an additional 2%, and this % will be donated in Mr. Liu's name. Thank you, Mr. Liu. I also invite all friends to go to the Jiang Defense Headquarters to watch the ceremony at pm tomorrow. The national army will win!"

Thunderous applause broke out in the auction hall.

Liu Anzhi, the buyer of mahjong, was very excited.

Guo Dachong felt quite regretful. This was supposed to be an opportunity for him to become famous, but unfortunately he couldn't show up.

What is the most important thing for a spy?

Low profile!

Guo Dachong quickly delivered the money.

29 yuan, minus 26.1% commission, there is still 17.4 yuan left, and minus % donation, there is still yuan left.

The three evils lay on a box filled with dollars, and they swayed with the truck as they headed towards Sinan Lane.

It feels so good to sleep on the ocean!

The government banned the circulation of precious metals. This ban was a joke no matter how you looked at it.

Yu Bing was humming a little tune, feeling very happy. Suddenly, he remembered something and turned his head to ask, "Brother Guo, please report the money for the gold inlay!"

Guo Dachong didn't care at all and answered casually: "No problem, brothers have worked hard, how much is it!"

"Five thousand dollars!"

Guo Dachong's expression froze. He slowly sat up and asked coldly, "How much did you say just now?"

Yu Bing felt guilty, but he spoke confidently: "Five thousand dollars, I just followed your instructions, Brother Guo, to find the most skilled master. This master is not simple. He is a master who made a ring for Puyi in Beijing. If the money is too little, he will not accept it. Even so, I still lost my face and begged..."

Guo Dachong was so angry that his teeth were itching.

Five thousand dollars can repair an entire set of mahjong.

Guo Dachong suppressed his anger and said, "Bingzi, it's not that I don't trust you, but we have to report to Huazi, and we can't do it without a receipt."

"Receipt Yes"

Yu Bing took out a list and pointed at the ink pad on it: "Look, this is the master's signature and handprint!"

Guo Dachong took the receipt and looked at it, and it was indeed five thousand dollars.

This is absolutely amazing. Lao Guo has never seen a receipt with fingerprints!

His eyes rolled and a plan came to mind: "Bingzi, tell me the truth, how much did it cost?"

"Brother Guo, what do you mean? This shows that you don't trust me, Yu Bing!"

Guo Dachong threw the receipt in Yu Bing's face: "Did I give you any face? It clearly says five hundred dollars! How dare you ask for ten times the amount!"

Yu Bing jumped up and shouted, "Impossible! I told you repeatedly to give me 5,000!"

After he finished speaking, he realized that he had said something wrong and quickly covered his mouth.

Guo Da Chong kicked him down and shouted, "Old Zhao, beat him!"

Yu Bing refused to accept the news and roared, "I was just reporting the money, and you bitch, you lost nearly 30,000 yuan with just one smack of your lips, you little bastard!"

Guo Dachong was so angry that he punched himself in the stomach: "You know shit! If it weren't for my cleverness, would we have been able to leave Baofeng safely?"

The truck rocked even more.

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In Sinan Lane, Hu Zhenhua had returned home. Just as he was about to sit down and drink some water, he heard noise outside again.

"Hua Zi, hahahaha, brother is here!"

The voice was unfamiliar.

Hu Zhenhua quickly stood up and went out to greet him.

At the gate, a burly man was walking in. He was wearing an ill-fitting suit, had an unshaven beard, and looked very rough.

Holding two gift boxes in his hands.

That’s right, two strings.

"Brother, you are so polite. You are so kind to come here. Why bring any gifts? I feel unworthy of them!"

The big man stared at Hu Zhenhua and exclaimed, "You son of a bitch, I haven't seen you for just a few days, and not only has your voice changed, you can even speak eloquently. Come, let me see!"

He casually put the gift box aside, then grabbed Lao Hu's shoulders and looked behind him.

This guy had such strong hands that he pinched Old Hu's shoulder so hard that it hurt.

"Old Xing has beaten countless people, and they always become stupid. I've never seen anyone become smart. I have to study this carefully."

"Brother, please forgive me, I am still waiting to welcome guests."

Just as he finished speaking, another group of team members arrived outside.

The leader was tall and straight, walking like a dragon and a tiger. When he came up to Lao Hu, he saluted him with a "bang".

"Zhenhua, congratulations!"

"Thank you, thank you, please come in!"

Hu Zhenhua felt uncomfortable standing with this guy.

Just as I was about to bring it into the living room, I heard the roar of a truck outside the yard.

Judging from the sound, it should be a "Stupunk" truck.

That’s right, it’s the “Stupunk” in a famous spy movie.

This car is the US-6 truck produced by Studebaker. As for its relationship with China, it can be traced back to the period of the Expeditionary Force stationed in India.

After returning to China with the expeditionary force, they were primarily tasked with transporting relief supplies, but were soon deployed to Northeast and North China to fight in the civil war. During the October 1949, 10, military parade in China, PLA anti-aircraft artillery units drove captured KMT "Stupunk" trucks through Tiananmen Square, hauling Japanese Type 1 88mm anti-aircraft guns.

Everyone knew what was in the truck and ran out.

Hu Zhenhua saw the three evils, each with bruises on his face: "Brothers, what's going on?"

The three evils answered in unison: "I fell!"

Hu Zhenhua didn't have time to investigate the truth. He just bowed and said, "Brothers, thank you for your hard work!"

The big guy Xing looked at the truck with a thoughtful look on his face.

Seeing the officer who had saluted Old Hu earlier, Guo Dachong said with a smile, "Captain Lin, you're here early."

Captain Lin just nodded in response.

Aloof, this is Lao Hu’s first feeling.

A few quick-handed people had already climbed onto the car, moved the boxes down, and carried them into the yard.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, San Hai pulled Lao Hu aside to discuss the "division of the spoils".

"Hua Zi, I have to admit my mistake first. As for the 10% donation..."

After hearing this, Hu Zhenhua felt distressed, but he also knew the seriousness of the matter. He said in a deep voice, "Let me correct Brother Guo: Mahjong belongs to the four of us, and so does the money we earn. I think Brother Guo did the right thing. The 10% donation is not a big deal. The real trouble is probably yet to come."

Guo Dachong nodded and said, "When I saw Lin Qi just now, I felt strange. After Jing Huazi reminded me, I suddenly realized it."

"This money is hot!"

With Yu Bing and Zhao Zhi's muddled brains, it was impossible for them to understand: "What do you mean? Can Lin Qi rob someone openly?"

Guo Dachong rolled his eyes at them and snorted coldly, "If we take this money, believe it or not, we'll be sent to the communist zone tomorrow to carry out a mission!"

"Can't you?"

"It's up to you two to decide whether to take it or not. Anyway, I, Old Guo, won't take a penny."

The more Hu Zhenhua listened, the more frightened he became. What he wanted to say just now was: Dean Yu is the one who gets the big bucks.

Now, how does it get involved with the Investigation Bureau?

After a little thought, Lao Hu understood.

This is human nature!

Yu Bing and Zhao Zhi were caught in a dilemma, wanting to take the money but afraid of losing their lives.

Guo Dachong took out the bill from his waist and said, "After deducting the donation and commission, there are still 17.4 silver dollars left. The printing and publicity cost about 2000 silver dollars. The gold plating cost about 2000 silver dollars, right, Bingzi?"

Yu Bing nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, yes!"

"There are still 17 silver dollars left, 13 of which are in cash and in drafts. According to our previous agreement, each of the four of us should get a silver dollar."

Guo Dachong quickly took out the bills of exchange and placed two in front of each person.

This is from Huifeng Bank, each one can be exchanged for 1 yuan.

Guo Dachong continued, "As for the change, go outside and get it."

Zhao Zhi forgot the warning just now and stroked the bill of exchange, reluctant to let go.

Guo Dachong sighed helplessly, money can blind people's eyes!

Not to mention Yu Bing and Zhao Zhi, even he himself...

Gritting his teeth, Guo Dachong threw the bill back and said, "I only took the 2000 yuan I spent!"

Yu Bing and Zhao Zhi were furious and grabbed Guo Dachong's arm. "Brother Guo, if we don't tell anyone, no one will know!"

Hu Zhenhua also put the bill back: "Brother Guo, the money for the evening banquet will come from here!"

Guo Dachong smiled bitterly and nodded.

Yu Bing punched the wall and said, "I won't hand it over, what else can I do?"

He looked at Zhao Zhi: "Old Zhao, say something!"

Zhao Zhi's eyes were red, and he wanted to cry but couldn't. After a while, he said angrily, "I trust Brother Guo and Huazi's judgment! Bingzi, think about that idea of ​​inlaying gold. Did we understand it at the time?"

As he spoke, he also took out the bill of exchange.

Hu Zhenhua looked at Yu Bing, knowing that he was determined not to give it out, and said with a smile: "Brother Guo, in my opinion, it won't be noticeable that there is more than 20,000 less. If we don't have food to eat in the future, we can still turn to Brother Bing for help!"

Guo Dachong nodded and said, "Bingzi, spend sparingly!"

Zhao Zhi wanted to die. If 2 couldn't make it, then 4 would be about the same. But the words had already been said, and there was nothing he could do!

Yu Bing stared at Guo Dachong and Hu Zhenhua, his teeth clenched. "Who are you two trying to embarrass? I, Yu Bing, also pees while standing!"

As he spoke, he handed over two bills of exchange.

Guo Dachong went to take it, but Yu Bing refused to let go: "Brother Guo, you have to reimburse me for the two thousand!"

"Reimburse! I'll definitely reimburse!"

Yu Bing let go this time.

Well, after all the hard work, it was all in vain.