inspire-indiana Chapter 604 Virgo, are you satisfied with this Cadillac sedan that just came from Southeast Asia?
Chapter 604 Virgo, are you satisfied with this Cadillac sedan that just came from Southeast Asia?
Qian Youliang also tried to bring out the backstage to scare the other party away.
Upon hearing this, the fat man smiled crookedly, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and without warning raised his hand and slapped Qian Youliang in the face.
With a crisp "pa" sound, Qian Youliang staggered, half of his face swelled up instantly, and his glasses flew off.
"Ask for information? I'm going to beat you up." The muscular man spat, "Isn't he protected by the 93rd Yunnan Army's Division Commander Long Zehuilong? I'm telling you, it won't work."
He took out a piece of paper with a red stamp on it and waved it in front of Qian Youliang:
"Look carefully, Spring City Camp, Inspection Office.
According to the order from the superiors, all the goods here are suspected of reselling military strategic materials, smuggling contraband, and disrupting the financial market.
It is now sealed, all goods are impounded, and all relevant personnel are taken back for investigation."
When the onlookers and the wealthy ladies heard the words "Spring City Camp Inspection Office", they instantly realized that it was the Military Control Commission that had come. They were so frightened that they dared not breathe and shrank back, fearing that they would get into trouble.
Qian Youliang covered his face, shocked and angry, and wanted to argue:
"Sir, this... how can we even begin to explain this? These are all genuine cloth and clothes from Southeast Asia..."
"Stop talking nonsense and take it away."
The burly man waved his hand impatiently, and the secret agents behind him pounced on him like wolves and tigers, began to drive away customers roughly, seal up the goods, and stuff the expensive cloth into sacks.
Qian Youliang and several of his men were also handcuffed and pushed out.
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A few days later, in the office of the director of the Inspection Department at the Chuncheng Station of the Military Control Commission.
It was getting dark outside the window, but the lights in the office were bright.
The director, a man who looked quite gentle and even bookish, was sitting calmly behind his large desk, holding a cup of steaming Biluochun tea and sipping it slowly.
He was wearing a neatly ironed major general's uniform with the buttons on his collar fastened meticulously. He seemed like a person from a different world compared to those ferocious plainclothes officers during the day.
Beside the sofa, his confidential secretary Yu Yuze bowed slightly and reported in a low voice with just the right amount of respect on his face.
"Director, Commander Long has... compromised." Yu Yuze's voice was steady, his words clear. "I've already negotiated with his adjutant. From now on, he'll hand over... well, 20% of his net profits from his southern goods business in Chuncheng and other parts of western Yunnan."
Shen Ruiping blew away the foam in the teacup without raising his eyelids. He just said "Hmm?" lightly, with the ending tone rising slightly.
Yu Yuze immediately understood and quickly changed his words, speaking in a more humble tone:
"Ah, you see, that's not accurate. It was handed over to... your nephew, a visionary businessman in Southeast Asia, as consulting fees for a business partnership."
"Hmm..." Shen Ruiping finally snorted in satisfaction, took a sip of tea slowly, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his face. "Yuze, you did a pretty good job. Did Longze Hui fail?"
"He wouldn't dare." Yu Yuze smiled with conviction. "The people we arrested and the goods we seized are all his money. Furthermore, as a token of our sincerity and to redeem the people and goods we 'accidentally detained' this time, Commander Long is willing to offer an additional gift—a new-model Cadillac sedan, freshly acquired from Yangon Port, with all necessary documentation."
He paused, observed Shen Ruiping's expression, and added:
"I figured you were always so low-key, and this car would be too conspicuous, so I didn't dare agree directly. Commander Long also said that if you don't like the car, you can exchange it for an equivalent amount of Nanyang dollars, or... penicillin is also fine. Both are hard currency and can be cashed at any time."
Shen Ruiping put down the teacup and tapped the table lightly with his fingers, obviously very satisfied with this choice.
"Penicillin from the South Seas...it's great stuff, even tougher than a large yellow croaker. It seems the trade in southern goods at Longzehui is even more lucrative than I imagined."
He stood up, walked around the desk, went to Yu Yuze, and patted his shoulder affectionately:
"Yuze, you've been with me for a while now. I trust you to do things."
He sighed, and his tone suddenly became sincere:
"To be honest, we've been enduring the war for almost eight years now, and I'm really tired of being poor. The higher-ups keep shouting about devoting all our energy to the country, but the people below can't just sit there and starve, right? If a man doesn't work for himself, he'll be punished by heaven and earth. This old saying may be a bit crude, but it holds true."
He walked to the window and looked out at the twilight of Spring City:
"You're not young anymore. You can't just bury yourself in work. You have to plan for your future. First, save enough for your retirement. In these troubled times, nothing is reliable. Only the real money in your pocket is real."
He turned around and looked at Yu Yuze meaningfully:
"Working for me is hard work and carries a lot of risk. When it's time to put the money in your own pocket, don't be soft-handed and be honest. When the day comes when things get tense and something's not right..."
Director Shen lowered his voice and pointed to the south:
"We men have a way out. We can flee south to Southeast Asia, or go to other places overseas. The emperor is far away, and with the wealth we have accumulated, we can still live a carefree life."
Yu Yuze immediately put on a simple, even somewhat dull smile, nodded repeatedly, and acted like a harmless person who was completely dependent on the director's cultivation:
"You are too kind, Director. Yuze is where he is today thanks to your support. Serving you is my duty, and I dare not have any other thoughts. I will need your guidance on the road ahead."
But his heart was as clear as a mirror.
The director's words were three-quarters out of his genuine belief that the secretary was reliable and was being won over, and seven-quarters out of testing and pressure. He wanted him to gain benefits and keep his mouth shut, and at the same time, he hinted that he shouldn't be so greedy, and even more so, shouldn't think of leaving him and working on his own.
The water in the Military Control Commission’s Chuncheng Station is very deep.
But Director Shen would never have thought that this 'boy' who was specifically making money for him would actually be from the north...
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The business of reselling southern goods was extremely profitable in the Republic of China, and the spending power of the wealthy wives in the rear was extremely high.
This not only led to the downfall of the four major families, but also the local military, the Military Control Commission and the Central Control Commission became jealous and wanted to get a piece of the pie.
However, Zhang Chi didn't care much about this. As long as the corruption didn't spread to his side, no matter how the various factions in the Republic of China made trouble, the ones who made money were the merchants in Nanyang.
The output of traditional cotton cloth is also limited by the cotton planting area and the cotton variety.
Therefore, Zhang Chi simply started to focus on high-quality products and branding.
First, promote the concept of master design and limited custom-made models, laying the groundwork for a share of the luxury goods market in the future during the Cold War.
Compared with cotton, chemical fiber can rapidly increase production and expand as long as new equipment and oil refining output keep up.
Looking at the rising data in the report, Zhang Chi couldn't help but sigh that it was the right move to overtake others in the chemical fiber industry.