War of Resistance: Wipe out a Japanese infantry battalion at the start.

"Hehehe!"

Hearing Li Mingqiang's words, Chu Feng smiled even brighter and said, "Of course this is a good deal, but this is just the beginning."

"Next, as long as we perform the trick well and make the Japanese feel that they have room to maneuver, that's when we can really make money."

When Li Mingqiang heard this, he knew that Chu Feng was talking about the thing that Uncle Zhao Wu had planned. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Commander, I will personally keep an eye on this matter."

"How's the situation?"

"Have these Saibei coins we printed appeared in the Chinese market?"

At Jinshi Port, an old Japanese soldier in a suit looked at his subordinates who had hurried back and asked anxiously.

"Hi Yi!"

The Japanese soldier being questioned quickly bowed and said loudly, "We used some means to find traces of the currency we made in the Chinese market."

"The Chinese who contacted us should have deposited all of this 1500 million Saibei coins into the five counties of northern Hebei, China."

"There's a lot of construction going on here, and a lot of outsiders are pouring in. It's chaos, and there's a huge demand for currency." I have to say, the Japanese are really good at imagining things.

I guessed some of it right, but not all of it.

These 1500 million Saibei currencies printed by the devils were indeed all used in the five counties in northern Hebei. However, it was not because of the influx of outsiders. Simply because 1500 million was not a lot and could be absorbed by the five counties.

"well!"

After receiving a satisfactory answer, the old devil nodded with satisfaction: "It seems that these people are not Chu Feng's people anymore. We can still continue to trade with them."

This time things went smoothly. The Japanese were not fools either. They also wanted to see if there was any trick in this matter.

If the money they have specially marked is not circulated, or is circulated very little, it means that the strength of this partner is not very good, and there is no need to do business with them next time.

But the results made them very satisfied. The money appeared on a large scale in the five counties of northern Hebei, and it can be said that it appeared on a large scale, which made them feel the strength of their partners.

The Japanese recognized the combat effectiveness of Chu Feng's troops, but they knew that the Chinese were capable of corruption and selling out their country, and even Chu Feng could not stop these things.

Now, isn't that the case?

The good news was passed back and a group of old Japanese soldiers gathered together.

"Everything is going smoothly on the Chinese side. It seems that by printing counterfeit Saibei currency, we can achieve our goal of destroying the Chufeng tribe's economy."

"Then let our factory start printing overtime."

"We will add 1 million yuan to the original order and try to keep the profit margin at 5 cents. We can lose money, but not too much."

"At the same time, we need to instruct the department responsible for mastering printing technology to seize the time and master the printing of the 100-yuan Saibei currency as soon as possible. This is our most advantageous weapon to accelerate the destruction of their economy."

As the order from the top was issued, the Japanese printing factory started working at full capacity. A few days later, the second batch of 2000 million Saibei currency was shipped to Jinshi Port.

A week later, the third batch of 4000 million Saibei currency went to Jinshi Port again.

In just less than half a month, a total of 75 million Saibei currency flowed in. Not only did the currency printed by the Japanese appear in the five counties of northern Hebei, but the same situation also occurred in other counties of the Jinsui Chaji Special City.

"Yoshi! Yoshi!"

The old Japanese soldier in a kimono excitedly shouted, "We invested 7500 million Saibei currency in three batches and got 600 million US dollars in return. Although we still lose money, this road is feasible."

At this point, the old devil raised his glass and said, "Gentlemen, the current situation is the result of everyone's hard work. Your contributions will not be forgotten."

"I have already applied to the higher-ups, and the reward will be issued soon. Cheers!!!" After saying that, the old devil raised his glass and drank the sake in one gulp.

Upon hearing this, the other Japanese soldiers also drank it excitedly.

Then the old Japanese soldier said, "Today is our celebration banquet. Everyone, eat and drink as much as you want. There is a room next to you. If you want to rest, just go there." After saying that, he opened his mouth and accepted the food from the woman in kimono next to him.

The situation was similar with the other Japanese soldiers, and the whole room was very lively.

With repeated success, the Japanese sent 1 million Saibei currency into Chu Feng's hands through channels, and it became the currency circulating in the Jinsui Chaji Special City.

Port city!

Uncle Zhao Wu, who had been waiting for news, also received Chu Feng's telegram: "Almost done, we can start now!"

Looking at Chu Feng's telegram, Uncle Zhao Wu was shocked and a look of excitement appeared on his face.

"Hahaha!"

"I have finally waited for this day."

During this period, Uncle Zhao was also very busy. He kept receiving US dollars and Japanese yen, and he needed to spend them.

For example, at this time, Uncle Zhao's people were all in places like the United States, Hans, the Three Islands, and Gaul, waving US dollar bills in their hands and buying supplies from them.

Uncle Zhao's people also work in some Southeast Asian countries, waving Japanese yen and US dollars to buy other supplies or to transfer land leased at ports.

However, what Uncle Zhao Wu was most concerned about was the matter of treacherousing the Japanese devils.

"go!"

Uncle Zhao Wu did not stop, but took his people to a new place, and then sent telegrams one after another through the radio.

These foreign devils, who were sold by Uncle Zhao Wu for money and had their identities manipulated, appeared in the Japanese homeland in the next few days, with layers of introductions and funding paving the way.

Soon some high-ranking Japanese officials learned the news and gathered together.

"These past two days, some foreigners have wanted our printing factory to help them print a batch of Saibei currency issued by the Chufeng tribe of China."

"They heard that our technology is good and that the Saibei currency we print can be indistinguishable from the real thing."

"Most importantly, we are the closest and the only ones who possess this ability."

"And each of these people starts with 5000 million Saibei coins, and they also have to pay a deposit!"

"There are 12 companies that have approached us. Although each one doesn't contribute much, the total is almost 8 million Saibei currency."

After listening to this report, the old Japanese soldiers were somewhat surprised and confused.

"Is it such a coincidence?"

"Could it be a scam?"

"What are we? Middlemen? Making a profit from the price difference?!"

“Is this still possible?!”

Faced with the doubts, the Japanese soldier in charge of reporting said, "We have investigated the identities of these foreigners. They are all a group of speculators with a net worth of around tens of millions of dollars."

"They also said that since this was their first collaboration, they could pay 50 percent of the purchase price as a deposit."

The words of the young devils made the old devils fall into deep thought again. Looking closely, some of the old devils had expressions of ecstasy on their faces.