Chapter 57 57. The commander is in trouble

At noon, Ding Shaomei walked into the famous Mrs. Xia restaurant, his steps were as brisk as if he was about to fly, and Soviet consul Belozor agreed to meet him here.When the gold market opened this morning, he intentionally arrived an hour late. He believed that his every move would arouse all kinds of speculation in the market, which was exactly the purpose of his late arrival.Making other investors uneasy and doubting their own intelligence and decision-making is the only way to create a blind gold rush. At 11 o'clock, he managed to raise the price of gold to 163 yuan, spending about 6 million funds.This is a dogfight, the kind of irrational madness, where one side raises prices recklessly, and the other suppresses them regardless of cost.

The good news is that a few smart investors have already started to speculate, buying the suppressed goods from the Japanese in small sums, and then selling them to him who bought them at a high price. Although the price difference is not too big, it is still stable compared to a month ago. The transaction is already an astonishing profit margin.Therefore, he intentionally slowed down his actions, and gave these courageous and adventurous brokers a certain amount of space, always letting them buy the goods first, and then he came forward to buy them. It takes time.He believes that the few people who make money today will play an extremely important role model in the market.Without a leader, the people are a flock of dumb sheep.

Unexpectedly, the broker of Yokohama Specie Bank suddenly sold tens of thousands of ounces of goods before the market closed in the morning, and the price was suddenly hit to 151 yuan. Hurrah!He was ecstasy in his heart, but he kept his face and let the batch stay on the blackboard.He can be sure that this auction is like a complicated math problem. During the whole noon market break, all brokers and investors will try their best to analyze, judge and even quarrel with it.In the entire market, he is the only one who feels at ease, because only his actions can determine the direction of the gold price.

Belozor asked at the beginning of the conversation: "Are you going to eat that batch this afternoon?" The Bolsheviks are famous locally for being well-informed, and it is true that under the reputation, there must be no worthless soldiers.Ding Shaomei smiled and said, "What do you think?" "Up to now, you have invested more than 27 million yuan, which is a huge amount in the local market. I don't believe you still have the funds to fight against the Japanese." "If I raise the price of gold this afternoon, are you willing to join hands with me?" He stared at the last sentence.

"Every penny in my hand is the property of the Soviet people. How can I let you bourgeoisie gamble?" Belozor said a total of three sentences, but had already drank four glasses of vodka. "But you have been arbitrage through brokers for many years, but you were too late in the last round of the market, and you lost 1 million in the end." Don't pretend to be awkward in front of real people, we all know each other.Not to be outdone, he also drank a glass of Volga, wow!Tongue is burning. "I'm willing to see you for the same reason. You caused the Soviet people to suffer." Belozor drank another glass of wine.

"So you have to join forces with me and give me your funds to operate. Now only I can save you from the fire pit." Belozor shook his head and said, "My money can only be locked in my cash drawer." "It's the money of the Soviet people." Ding Shaomei corrected his slip of the tongue. "So you have to tell me what to do and recover the loss for me." "Thank you so much for your trust in me. Cheers." He didn't dare to drink the fiery shochu. "As soon as the market opened in the afternoon, you asked your broker to eat the 10,000 ounces that were on offer."

"I won't be fooled by you and be your gunman." Belozor was angry. "If you buy that batch, I'll give this to you." Ding Shaomei left the sample of the Black Sea agreement proposed by the Germans on the table, and went away, leaving Belozor there with his mouth open in a daze . It was all caused by vodka, and his head was as hot as a meat bun just out of the cage. The Russians are the most "brave" people in the world. As long as they dare to eat the 10,000 ounces, they will have the courage to swallow another 100,000 ounces.He was very pleased with his wit.Furthermore, if Belozor refused to listen to him and buy the goods, he would not have given him the full text of the information.Their "Cheka" would not hesitate to kill him for delaying such important information.Russian boy, from now on, you should be busy with your hands and feet.

Arranging the news to be published in the evening paper to each newspaper office, Yu Changchun returned to his newspaper office in Fan Xiaoqing's car. "See you tonight. I'll call you before I come." Fan Xiaoqing said. Yu Changchun looked distressed, and said after a long time: "Can you tell Ding Shaomei to prepare some money for me when we meet at night? There is no paper in the newspaper." Fan Xiaoqing turned off the engine and asked, "Are you really as poor as you look?" "I'm poorer than I look." Yu Changchun smiled wryly.Looking up suddenly, he found that the friend from the Sanbei Steamship Company was making an expression on the other side of the street with his head and neck twisted towards him, so he said to Fan Xiaoqing, "See you later."

"How about I give you some money first?" Fan Xiaoqing was warm-hearted, but Yu Changchun had already run across the street. The news brought by Lao Zhao was exciting, and the Japanese finally decided to ship the batch of antiques. "Is it really your Sanbei company's ship?" "That's right. If you want to carry private goods, I can introduce you to the steward and hide the goods in the mezzanine." "What interlayer?" Yu Changchun was puzzled. Lao Zhao is an expert, and he couldn't explain it more clearly.In the past, there were no ships that did not carry private goods when they ran north-south freight. This is the common interest of all crew members.Like ordinary American cigarettes, Scotch whiskey, German paints, Indian cotton cloth, etc., they are all mixed in the cargo hold and just need to be changed.Only a few contraband, such as munitions, opium, gold and silver, were loaded into the mezzanine of the bilge.The concealment of these mezzanines, even the foreigner super inspector of the customs, can't find it-of course, the Chinese team members who came with the anti-smuggling department were all stuffed with money, so their eyesight is naturally not good.

"How big is the interlayer?" Yu Changchun was very careful when necessary. "Let's put it this way, for men of your stature, it's no problem to fit six or seven of them..." To accomplish this, he still had to ask First Young Master Ding for help.money!damn it. Before the market opened in the afternoon, the brokers returned to the trading floor in twos and threes, each with a copy of the "Huayang Evening News" in their hands, and they read the same news: a big shark meets a polar bear. Big Shark is the nickname given to Ding Shaomei by the newspapers, "in recognition" of his previous raid on the gold market.Ding Shaomei herself quite likes this nickname - it is said that sharks are the most intelligent killers.

In this report written by Yu Changchun, half of it is evasive, and the other half is random speculation.But there is one point that the brokers are most concerned about. They say that Ding Shaomei has the support of the "red ruble" and wants to compete with the Japanese in the gold market. The "math problem" on the blackboard was solved as soon as the market opened.We have been in the same market for many years, and everyone knows which broker represents which investors. The person who came out to buy has already worked for the Soviet wealthy owner for 10 years. The hearts of the people in the trading hall were floating, fascinated Ding Shaomei like a Shakespeare play.This is called a real show!He sent a package to show up when he was free, and bid to buy 10,000 ounces at a price of 165 yuan. At this time, four short-legged Japanese men in casual clothes came straight to him, bowed in unison, and asked, "Are you Mr. Ding Shaomei?" "Aha, my reinforcements are here." He purposely yelled loudly, and gave every Japanese a bear-like Russian hug, which attracted more than two hundred eyes from around. The box door was closed, and he asked, "What's the matter?" The man in the lead said: "We are here to check the account according to the order of the military department." "My account?" It must be the commander's account, and the Japanese can't speak. "It's easy to say, easy to say, of course, I will do my best in the business of the military department. I will treat you to dinner tonight, with carp and prawns..." Surprised and surprised, but also very happy, the four Japanese could not help showing smile lines on their cheeks. They said goodbye and bowed all the way, like a team of "knocking bugs" in western clothes. Hundreds of spectators showed dozens of expressions of contempt, surprise, excitement, etc., except for no doubt.After a short period of silence, more than two dozen bids appeared sparsely on the blackboard. The amount was not large, but it indicated that a clear division had begun to take place among the brokers. Any hero must have the ability to turn bad things into good things, turn a big banner into a tiger's skin, starve the timid to death, starve the timid to death, forget about the mung bean... as long as it can scare your followers, God Not afraid of great difficulties.Ding Shaomei found that she was so happy that she was talking nonsense. To deal with the Japanese, nonsense, nonsense, and nonsense are the proper methods.He wasn't worried about those Japanese at all. All his financial transactions with the commander were through the banks of British or American merchants, and the Japanese couldn't trace the details.As long as there is no problem for the commander himself, this is what worries him the most. The taller and fatter the person who pretends to be rude and arrogant, the more narrow-minded, timid, fearless, and courageous he is.A person like the commander may have never suffered such a big setback in his life, so he has to help him and encourage him when necessary. He suddenly found that everyone in the hall was looking at the gate.Haha, the commander must have panicked. He sent the adjutant Oda who often represented him at various meetings and whose photos appeared in the newspaper every three days.The play is getting more and more interesting, no matter what, let's get the audience confused first. "Brother Xiaotian..." He shouted loudly. "Mr. Shaomei." Adjutant Oda saluted in a regular manner, he was an honest boy. The closing bell rang again, the price stopped at 163 yuan, and the Soviets took in 30,000 ounces.Ding Shaomei has eaten more than 60,000 ounces today, and the funds are obviously insufficient. I hope the commander will not withdraw funds back.Tomorrow and the next two days are weekends, and the gold market is closed for two days. To mobilize the enthusiasm of investors, he needs at least a week, plus 50 million funds. So far, there is no turning back!As soon as he saw the commander's gloomy face in a Japanese-owned bookstore in the French Concession, he knew that things were just as he expected. This fat Japanese man was terrified! Both of them knew the whole story, so there was no need to go into details. Ding Shaomei asked, "A man would rather be beaten to death than frightened to death when he comes out to mess around. Tell me, what are you going to do?" "I'm about to leave this place, please return the money to me." The commander insisted on his dignity. "Tell me the truth, do you want to run away?" What a f*cking empty thing, a little thing scares you out of shape. The commander was stunned for a while and did not move, and Adjutant Oda nodded for him. Ding Shaomei looked up at the sky, and curled her lips to her ears: "Escape with 20,000 to 30,000 gold bars? You're so handsome, old man!" "The commander means you want cash." Adjutant Oda interjected. "Let him speak for himself. At this time, his own idea is the real idea." Ding Shaomei was very tired by making an expression that he was unwilling to help but had to help. The commander said: "I would like you to remit the money to Hong Kong, preferably the United States." "Union bank notes?" "Foreign currency, of course." "It's not over. I have a solution for the amount of foreign currency, but it will take a month or two. During the war. Don't be afraid, just put your heart in your stomach and leave it to me." He patted the commander With the other hand, he conjured up two large bundles of dollar bills.He was already prepared. "Here's 20,000 yuan. Take it on the road. I'll send someone to take you off the ship in the evening. God takes care of you. There is a Greek ship just outside Tanggukou tomorrow morning, with a stop in Manila." The commander must have been confused at this time, and forced himself to say: "I have to go back to the headquarters." "If you want to die, then no one can save you. By the way, if you are not caught by the Imperial Japanese Army, don't forget to send me your account number when you arrive at the border..." Ding Shaomei patted her butt leave. He finally understands what it means to walk away, what is Shi Shiran's gait, the commander's profits from selling opium, nine out of ten are in his pocket.What did the Liangshan hero say? "The unrighteous talent, take what is right."The commander's story should be told to Nobuo Tokugawa and old Giggs, so that they can understand what a single person's war of resistance against Japan is. By next Monday, he needed to get another big chunk of money.Among the people I know, is there any meat-headed landlord who has been missed?