Chapter 62 62. The first day of the decisive battle

Tokugawa Nobuo's personal presence caused a sensation in the gold market.The executives and executives of the Yokohama Specie Bank lined up in front of the box door of the Washington Investment Company, bowed to Nobuo Tokugawa like a beetle, presented their business cards, and bowed again. Bao Youxian stood outside the door, and found that the air in the trading field was pressurized violently, as if it was about to explode.All the traders and brokers were looking this way, full of anger. "This time, Xiao Ding went too far." Yunong turned and left with an extremely ugly expression.

"But the effect is good." Bao Youxian sought truth from facts. The trading started, the brokers of Yokohama Specie Bank sold the goods, and some other brokers followed suit; there were also some foodies, and the trading was not active.Bao Youxian ordered his main brokers to eat in moderation and raise the price little by little.Throughout the morning, the market transactions were becoming more and more enthusiastic step by step. Those investors who had been waiting for a whole week finally lost their patience and began to eat money—they had to catch up with this market in order to make up for the losses caused by the previous big fluctuation.

Bao Youxian is like a battle-tested chess player. He ignored Ding Shaomei's instruction to let him eat everything today, but carefully manipulated the heat of the market. Only then did he direct his manager to do it. More and more people followed suit, and the smell of sweat from people's bodies mixed into a tangible and qualitative force in the scorching heat of August, which dazzled their minds. The price of gold was already close to 200 yuan, and the market suddenly came to a standstill. There were only sporadic small amounts of bids, and there were no large bids.What are they waiting for?Bao Youxian shuddered in his heart, this kind of stagnation often means a big turning point in the price trend.However, with less than 10 million yuan of capital left in his hands, he couldn't launch an astonishing attack unless he was desperate.

Someone patted him on the shoulder, it was Nobuo Tokugawa. "Hello," he said. "Good job, you are a promising young man." Tokugawa Nobuo cast his eyes on Bao Youxian's thoughts. "I am very relieved to have you manipulating the market. How is the situation now?" "Investors are splitting their minds and trading has almost completely ground to a halt." He wanted to give depth to this answer. "When people are hesitating, a small force can even move history." Nobuo Tokugawa smiled, straightened his kimono, and walked towards the blackboard.

For the bid of 10,000 ounces, he bowed slightly to everyone and returned to the box.Bao Youxian also went up to bid for 10,000 ounces, feeling a little excited with his fingers pinching the chalk. The brokers of Yokohama Specie Bank left the scene. They left collectively without any warning.Those two bids stayed on the blackboard, like a group of mocking eyes. Suddenly, someone let out a heart-piercing howl, "The Soviets are coming!" Then, as if resurrected from the dead, the entire trading floor suddenly came to life, and all the "cells" began to jump, shout, Fighting, biting...

Ding Shaomei stuck her head out of the box, smiled leisurely at Bao You, and whispered: "Tell our people to join in the fun." Where can I grab it? The previous bid of 20,000 ounces was thrown aside like a pair of rotten shoes, because their bid was only 210 yuan.There is no irrational transaction in the world, and all the madness is all because of a telegram sent from Manchukuo to the Yokohama Specie Bank-the Soviet army and the Japanese army fought again on the Halexin River. Luck is really amazing, Bao Youxian realizes that he is far inferior to Ding Shaomei.The border issue between the Soviet Union and Manchukuo has a long history. Last year, the Hassan Lake incident broke out. In May this year, an armed conflict occurred on the Halexin River.However, this was just a conflict. Now that the Soviets have made peace with the Germans, freeing their hands from the Western Front, war against Japan is inevitable.The strange thing is that the war between Japan and the Soviet Union broke out at the critical moment when Ding Shaomei's attack on Lianyin Coupons was hindered.

"These people are so cute!" Ding Shaomei also came out, standing side by side with Bao Youxian at the door, watching the chaos in the hall. "Just a little bit of false hope can ignite so much enthusiasm. How much money do we have?" "More than 6 million." He sensed the sympathy in Ding Shaomei's tone. "It's all right now, it's enough to provoke a full-scale civil strife, and it can be regarded as freeing me up to think about other things. From now on, don't buy any more goods, let alone sell them." Bao Youxian was puzzled, the opportunity to make money came again, how could he ignore it?

"It's our chance to raise it to 300 yuan." Ding Shaomei saw through his mind. The closing price in the morning broke through the 260 yuan mark. "I'm going back to Italy next month." Count Panavino put his feet on the table, shaking happily. "Even if you go to hell, the creditor will bring you back." Ding Shaomei also put the tripod on the table. "My old classmate's fascism was so successful that he asked me to go back and run intelligence at the Ministry of the Interior." A Havana cigar stuffed into his mouth, thick as a rolling pin.

"It's been more than ten years since Mussolini came to power, and now I think of you?" A tumbling smoke ring like a living creature flew out of Ding Shaomei's mouth. "With luck, even the city walls can't stop it." The count seemed quite proud. "Luck? Bad luck, you." "So, I need a few pennies to buy a pair of shoes for my journey." The count finally got to the point. "I've been in China for decades, and came home naked after making a fuss. You don't think it's embarrassing, and we are also ashamed." Is this old boy cheating money again?Ding Shaomei was thinking about how to bring the topic to her own purpose.

"I didn't miss you, you came here." This talk is right on the tenon, and it's up to you to make a handicap next time, let's put our sleeves on and pinch our fingers.Ding Shaomei looked at him steadily, waiting for the next sentence. "In the past few years, I have owed a lot of debts in the southeast and northwest, and it is all up to you to take care of me. I haven't let the landlord evict me yet. But then again, it's just a few small money, it's nothing..." Ding Shaomei blinked, the other party was about to make an offer. "Well, I don't have anything left for you before I leave. I'll give you a small gift as a souvenir."

"what?" "Vote for you." Here comes the word.Ding Shaomei looked at him with a smile on his face, deliberately not answering the question. "I'll give you a ticket, what parting gift did you give me?" Ding Shaomei then said: "Isn't it just money? There is a meeting on the 20th, you vote for me, how much do you plan to ask me to pay?" "It's boring. You Chinese are too practical, too straightforward, and too boring. I prepared a carriage and waited for you to talk about this matter. In the end, I just talked about money. It's boring." home. As a result of the confrontation between the two, Ding Shaomei was solely responsible for the earl's local debts, and Ding Shaomei took out another 30,000 US dollars, and the earl voted for him.It's just a small amount of money!Ding Shaomei didn't feel the pleasure of taking advantage, but she looked down on these adventurers who came to China to fool around more and more.let him go.Pierre, big and small, plus the count and Kenji Miyaguchi, they accounted for 5 votes in the committee, old Ziggs, the day has come to settle accounts with you old boy. However, the old Giggs will not easily give up the chairman's seat? "Yes, I will give up." Old Giggs forced a smile to Yunong.The beautiful retirement plan he designed for himself a few months ago has changed beyond recognition today, because the British government finally surrendered to the Japanese and allowed Japanese forces to enter the concession, and his world collapsed in an instant. "Let Yu Changchun put away the newspaper. Next month, the Japanese military police will enter the concession to arrest anti-Japanese elements with the cooperation of the concession patrol." Yunong also got this information, she was very worried for Ding Shaomei and Yu Changchun. "Are you going to stay here?" she asked. "Let's take a look and arrange the affairs of the committee, and then I will decide when to withdraw to Hong Kong." Old Giggs took out a bunch of keys, "This is all my files, except for a small file I am going to take away. Part, the rest are left to you, you have to make good use of them." Yu Nong nodded.He continued: "You seem to be very sure about the election? This is a big event. If Kenji Miyaguchi takes advantage of the loophole, our loss will not only be money. What we will lose is the power to influence the world." "I understand its value, and I will treat it kindly." Yu Nong looks like a solid successor. "What plan do you have for future market operations?" Old Giggs seemed to be marrying his daughter. "You don't have to worry about things here, I will do my best to help you establish the Hong Kong market." This tone is more like a gentle usurper. "I want to bring my daughter to Hong Kong." Old Giggs brought up the old story again. no answer.Yu Nong also wanted to do this, but she didn't have the ability.Of the three of them, Ding Shaomei would not let go of one of them, not even Wu Niu, he was such a disregarded guy. Old Giggs had to give up the information market, which was not beyond Yunong's expectation. He was a gentleman on the surface, but a businessman in essence. Will not linger here.It seems that the British are about to withdraw from the country in a large scale. She herself was not at all sure of the election to the committee, because the great Pierre was gone, gone, gone out of thin air.The Frenchman wanted to avoid Zuo Yinglong's pursuit, so he had to find a place to hide in the concession, waiting for the committee to take money from her and run away.However, for two or three days, she hadn't heard from Big Pierre. His Japanese wife hadn't seen him for half a month, and there was no news about him in the intelligence market. Will he turn to Kenji Miyaguchi again?No, Miyaguchi is a poor ghost and cannot satisfy his appetite.Could it be that he took refuge in the Soviets?Or the KMT?It's hard to say.He was originally connected with the national government. Too bad, she suddenly thought, in such an unstable year, Ding Shaomei is the only one in the intelligence community who can afford to bribe Pierre.Things are going to go wrong, this Young Master Ding now has the financial resources and the charm to bribe anyone.