Chapter 329

Zhao Shuli woke up early, just after dawn.

As a former son of Beijing City, and then find the right temple door and the level of prosperity, Chinese and foreign, he has seen.

This Zhu family building is not the richest, but can also be called a “medium family”.

The house is very big, five floors up and down. The location is very good, in front of the main road, located in the center of the city, surrounded by mansions, said no white men.

So Su Chunjun chose to live here even though he had a villa in the French Concession. His friends are not all in the French Concession. He is Chinese, and living here is the only way to make Chinese friends.

He pushed open the window, the street outside was still empty, even the sound of cars could not be heard.

In the past, there were buses carrying passengers back and forth, but now the bus company has long been closed down, only the yellow bus driver who is not afraid of death still dares to come out to do business, and ordinary people can only rely on two legs to run around in this huge city.

Zhao Shuli sighed.

Now that the police are on the road to maintain order, the next step is to resume traffic operations. Just how was the hole that was the bus company going to be filled? The bosses had all run away, so who was going to take the baton.

After the restoration of transportation, the ordinary people of this city could slowly come out and move around, and the city could slowly come to life.

After that, there is still the commercial market that needs to be restored. Printing money can only solve the temporary difficulties, the focus is still food.

Food, food, food.

Where to find food.

Where to find food.

He sat in the house and smoked a cigarette, and the sound outside gradually grew louder. Only then did he get dressed and open the door.

The listener was waiting outside the door, saw him open the door and immediately said: “Mr. Zhao, the hot water is ready, I will bring it into the house for you, right?”

Zhao Shuli took the kettle: “It’s fine, I can do it myself. Are Mr. and Mrs. Su awake?”

The listener said, “Awake, awake. Mr. Su asked someone to bring the newspaper into the room.”

Zhao Shuli: “Yo, still planning to have breakfast in bed, foreign enough.”

The listener dared not pick up on his gossip about his master, and only dared to laugh dryly.

Upstairs in the bedroom, Zhu Yuyan yawned a shocking yawn and struggled to keep her eyes open as she wrote in her notebook, “I have an appointment with Hirata Yoshiko at ten o’clock today, and will continue to talk about a Japanese street. In the afternoon, depending on the situation, I may play cards with Mrs. Shao. The people coming are Mrs. Zhang, the wife of Police Chief Zhang, Mrs. Gao, the wife of Fire Fighting Bureau Chief Gao, and the Health Bureau ……”

Su Chunjun sat on the edge of the bed to put on his socks and said, “These people don’t have to care too much, and you don’t have to socialize if you don’t want to.”

Zhu Yuyan: “I go to flatter others in the morning and leave it to others to flatter me in the afternoon.”

Su Chunjun laughed: “Do you think this is business? You don’t like it. You don’t have to ignore them if you don’t want to. Anyway, I always need to find a few chickens to kill after I go on stage.”

Zhu Yuyan immediately came into the spirit, “Then I’ll slaughter them before you kill them. I’m running short of money.”

Su Chunjun turned his head to look at her and asked strangely, “What are you going to do that you are short of money?”

Zhu Yuyan closed her notebook and said, “I’ve been thinking about advertising my charitable foundation for the past few days.”

The original intention of the charitable foundation was very childish. She didn’t even think it could be of any great use at the time, and just wanted to create a more formal looking organization to walk the talk. Especially since she was dealing with the Japanese at the time, a formal organization was easier to work with.

She had thought that when she left from the school, this charitable foundation would go up in smoke, after all, the charitable foundation was so well established at the time because of the great help from Principal Tang and her schoolmates.

No one was looking for fame or profit, they just wanted to do a good job, and it was a very pleasant experience at the time, one of her fondest memories.

Later, when she dealt with Yoshiko Hirata, she smoothly brought out the charitable foundation for use again.

In fact, the charitable foundation was now only her own, all the official seals and blank certificates were in her hands, and no one was checking her accounts, which amounted to doing whatever she wanted. That’s why she sent a thank you letter to Yoshiko Hirata, pretending to be serious.

The fundamental purpose was to deceive people.

It was Yoshiko Hirata and the Japanese who were fooled.

She told the Japanese that her purpose was to enrich herself through the charity foundation.

But in fact the charity fair and the night market didn’t make any money, and she negotiated a deal with Yoshiko Hirata for her to sell the goods to the people at very low prices, with the aim of making things available to the people.

But the low prices could not last forever. The fact that Japanese merchants would be willing to use low prices to attract customers at a night market is really the same as a promotion. When the supply exceeded the demand, the promotional period would end with it, and what would come right after would be a price hike.

If she wasn’t wrong, the Japanese Chamber of Commerce should be raising prices soon.

In the past it was the people who didn’t go to buy Japanese goods because they couldn’t trust the Japanese. Now that the people dared to go to the night market to buy Japanese goods, then the Japanese would raise their prices.

Because essentially there is no normal commercial activity in this city now. The entire commercial market is completely stagnant. No businesses are open and no customers are shopping.

Though the Parade and other gold-selling grottoes are still filled with traffic.

But what supported the normal operation of the commercial market of the whole city was not the one percent of rich people, but the remaining ninety-nine percent of ordinary people.

The Japanese do not sell to the rich, he sells to the ordinary people.

This has to do with the positioning of other countries’ goods into the Chinese market.

The U.S. sells automobiles, and they are positioning themselves as rich people who can buy automobiles. France is selling luxury goods, wines, perfumes and so on. Britain was opium, drugs and war loans. Germany was arms.

Each country had their own tacit understanding that they had carved up the Chinese market very clearly and were doing big business and not looking at small business at all.

Japan, on the other hand, entered the Chinese market too late, their industrial ground was also very late, their own territory was too small, and their aim was to colonize China, so when the Japanese Chamber of Commerce entered China at the beginning their aim was not to dump luxury goods in China, but to fully and completely occupy the Chinese market. Saburo Suzuki was honest from the start, and all he said was that he wanted the Chinese to produce Japanese goods and then sell the produced Japanese goods to the Chinese.

In this he certainly did not intend to leave any living to the local Chinese businessmen, what’s yours is mine, what’s mine is still mine. Armed invasion is not about warmth.

Last night, Su Chunjun and Zhao Shuli said they had already started printing money.

Zhu Yuyan felt that the next step would be market chaos. The previous pricing of commodities will definitely collapse immediately, and the future commodity market will probably return to the primitive state of barter.

But the problem was that in the cities, ordinary people almost always did not have the means of production, and they simply did not have an environment for bartering.

Only in the countryside, where one’s family has land and output, or raises livestock, can one barter, taking turnips for eggs, using cloth for salt, and so on.

How do you barter in the city? In the end it’s a gold ring for half a bag of rice, or a woman undressing for a mouthful of bread, and then the children.

The collapse of order would be like a landslide, and there would be no time to react.

It’s not that Su Chunjun couldn’t have imagined such consequences, because there was nothing he could do.

The city was now like a siege. The only way to survive was to break the Japanese blockade. But he had no way to break the Japanese blockade, no soldiers or generals in his hands, what could he do?

He is now a very real dying struggle, struggling with the people of this city.

Zhu Yuyan is also staying behind to struggle with him.

She needs to get the charitable foundation back on its feet now and make it shine again.

Su Chunjun: “You want to run a big charity foundation? What are you going to do with it?”

Zhu Yuyan: “Get more money, get some food, run a few charity points, and give out food.”

After the money in the hands of the people could no longer be used as money, she built one more such location, so that some people could have one more full meal.

Su Chunjun thought about it, kissed her on the cheek, and said gently, “Okay, go ahead and do whatever you want.”