After sending two telegrams, Zhang Tianhao breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he knew that he had to send information this time and the matter was not over.
This has just begun, because last night, Hirano Nagaharu said such words, which means that he believes in himself, or is testing himself.
He didn't know, but he knew that this matter was a foregone conclusion. As long as the two parties came into contact, it would be a matter of course.
The two parties basically hit it off, but he got the news first.
Returning to the room, he once again picked up a newspaper and read it slowly. Especially today's revelation about finding his father, he published it.
He put it down gently, then picked up the hot tea on the table and drank it slowly, feeling a little heavy.
"Master, the director of Kodama just called and wanted to invite you to come over. Do you want to come over?"
"What the hell, you probably want to come here to fight the autumn breeze again. If you don't go, you don't have to call me back. Just pretend you have forgotten. This old bastard always wants to come here to fight the autumn breeze. Is that so easy to fight?"
He cursed and waved his hand, and directly drove out the person he just reported to. He was already in a bad mood, but now Kodama wanted to find him again, but there was no way out.
When Jin Ya heard this, she was also stunned, and immediately understood that Zhang Tianhao had already disliked the Kodama Agency, so what good things could happen if he was invited to go now.
She was relieved immediately.
"Okay, by the way, young master, do you want to go out today?"
"There is no need to go out. I plan to fly to Hong Kong in the next two days to see how the market is developing. If possible, help me arrange the time. It may take a few days to go out this time."
He thought for a moment and then said seriously, with a wry smile flashing across his face.
If he guessed correctly, the intelligence would be handed over either in Hong Kong or in Chongqing. If he went to Chongqing, he would have to transfer from Hong Kong to Chongqing. After all, there are still passenger planes flying from Hong Kong to Chongqing.
"OK!"
When Jin Ya heard this, although she didn't understand what was going on, she still responded and prepared to go out.
…
In an office in Yan'an, Minister Li and several chiefs were sitting there, all with ugly faces, smoking cigarettes constantly.
After all, this matter is really difficult to handle, but it has to be done. If one person doesn't handle it well, countless soldiers will die under the opponent's butcher's knife.
Countless people will be displaced once again, and countless people will be homeless.
"Lao Li, what do you think of this matter? What are the chances?"
"Chief, there is a 10% chance. If this telegram had not come, I would not have remembered that that guy sent me a warning telegram two days ago. Now it seems that this thing is 80% true.
"
Minister Li let out a long sigh and said seriously: "Although this guy is a bit of a bastard, nothing he said or information about was false, and he will not use falsehoods to fool us."
"By the way, I think this kid must have gotten some accurate information, otherwise he wouldn't have sent such a telegram directly. And it seems that time is quite tight."
"This kid is trustworthy in his work. At least, he has never done anything outrageous again after reforming his past, and he has indeed been helping us!"
The other chief next to him finally told the truth again, with a faint smile on his lips.
"He has been secretly supporting us, especially the provinces around Shanghai. Most of them have received his support. In addition, many of our things were smuggled by him. As for the money, I don't know how much it is. Anyway,
Even if they sell us all, we can’t afford to pay back!”
"Hahaha, are you kidding? How much will it cost if you sell us?"
But the leader was also sitting there, took a deep drag on his cigarette, and said calmly: "It's true, we can't afford to sell all of us, but fortunately this little comrade has his heart towards us."
, all donated to us voluntarily.”
"It's just that this matter has been kept secret. I also hope that this matter will continue to be kept secret, which will bring danger to him. This enlarged meeting is not to discuss this matter, but to discuss how we can solve the dangerous problems we are about to face."
"yes!"
He immediately finalized the decision, and then everyone present began to discuss it.
…
"Baga, you haven't called back or come, do you still care about me as the president of the Chamber of Commerce?" A sharp look flashed in Kodama's eyes, and he was almost angry.
But the secretary in front of him didn't dare to say a word. After all, Kodama was in a really bad mood these days, especially the incident at Fushou Hall, which made him want to kill someone like a furious lion.
After scolding a few words, Kodama felt that she had lost her composure again today, so she took a deep breath, looked at the secretary, suppressed all her anger, and said calmly: "By the way, besides Mihara Kojiro, is there anyone else?"
Not here?"
"There are two more. When I called them, their servants said they were sick and were recuperating at home. They are Zuomu Zhiyi and Shanai Suoer!"
"Baga, I was out drinking yesterday, and I got sick today. I'm so angry. I will suppress these two chambers of commerce in the future and won't even come to the meeting. You really think I have a good temper!"
"well!"
Upon hearing this, the secretary responded and stood aside again, preparing to wait for him to go to the meeting.
At this time, in the office of the Kodama Agency, more than thirty representatives were sitting there. They were managers or presidents of famous Japanese chambers of commerce in Shanghai.
However, everyone was not in a good mood at this time, because when they arrived here, they immediately understood what Kodama had planned.
A portion of the money is paid every month, and the donation is made according to the size of the chamber of commerce, but this time it was three days early.
And they still knew everything about what happened a few days ago. Fushoutang was destroyed, a large amount of opium was burned, and the money was even robbed.
Even if it was not robbed, it would have been burned to ashes. So how did the money come from? Only businessmen like them contributed again.
This is the so-called political donation, so everyone has a bitter look on their face. Every time they come here, they always have a bitter look on their faces. In the past, Zhang Tianhao helped them.
But now, people no longer play with you in Shanghai, they go directly to other places to play, even in Shanghai, they don't play with you in the Army, they go directly to the Navy.
In the end, even Kodama ignored her and let them play with themselves.
"Oh, I may have to pay tens of thousands more yen this time. I basically haven't made much money this month. If I pay more, I may not be able to make ends meet."
"Yeah, business is getting harder and harder now. It's hard for these Chinese poor guys to get a few more drops of oil out of their pockets."
Similarly, the people around him also had a look of helplessness on their faces, and even had a lot of complaints in their voices.
"Yes, we don't know when Shanghai's economy will recover. If it continues like this, we may lose money."
"This month, I've made a huge loss over there. I imported a batch of furs from the north, and they were made into fur coats. But it's summer now, and no one is buying them. It's a huge loss. Now all the clothes are on sale.
It’s in the warehouse.”
"Also, it's the end of summer. Can you make leather clothes without losing money?"
"It's autumn soon. Leather clothes are easier to sell, so I got a little more. Unfortunately, now all the funds are tied up in it. I can't even get out this month's donation. I'm almost worried to death."
As he spoke, he laughed bitterly.
"It's like this over there. I'm not much better than you here. I just imported a batch of red wine from Hong Kong. The goods are still on the ship. Now there's a typhoon at sea. I don't know when it will arrive in Shanghai. They are all parked in Shanghai.
Over there in Hong Kong.”
"The same goes for me. I just sent money to the United States to import a batch of medicines. The goods haven't been sent yet. It will take at least two months to get the goods, right?"
This chapter has been completed!