Chapter 340
Strike the iron while it’s hot.
Zhu Yuyan didn’t say a word,dragging Suzuki Yoshiko to sign a contract to buy everything she sent on this smuggling ship at a high price.
The ship has docked and will be on the shelves tonight!
Where should we put it on the shelves?
When Zhu Yuyan and Suzuki Jiazi discussed it, they used Japan Street to lure her in. But there’s been no movement on the Japan Street project until now. Maybe there’s a problem with Saburo Suzuki, so Zhu Yuyan left it at that, and said she’d like to start with a Suzuki Street first.
Suzuki Yoshiko certainly moved.
She has only one request, that is not called Suzuki Street, called Saburo Street.
After marrying Saburo Suzuki, she, as his wife, finally gained his trust, and learned of the privacy of Saburo Suzuki and the Suzuki family.
Suzuki Saburo was determined never to return to Japan, but to make China his hometown, where he would build his own business empire.
That’s why he was so angry when Yoshiko Suzuki delayed the factory information.
Yoshiko Suzuki wanted to apologize to her husband, and Saburo Street was just fine.
What could Zhu Yuyan not approve of?
She even chose the address for Yoshiko Suzuki.
The Charity Night Market, of course.
A full-fledged black market, a market where, despite the fact that there were Japanese goods, Japanese flags, and a lot of Japanese-speaking people there, everyone was just picking things out and didn’t really care.
Zhu Yuyan mentioned it, Suzuki Yoshiko also felt that there is suitable. It just so happened that the two of them hadn’t been there for a long time either, and since they were going to open a new stall today, there was still plenty of time, so let’s hurry up and do it.
At that time, the charity night market was a very simple start, the beginning of all the goods are placed on the ground, and later put on the wooden board shelves, and slowly there is a shed, the goods also have a better packaging. But in the beginning, all the fabrics were piled on the ground for people to pick, counting the money by the sack.
Zhu Yuyan called Mr. Su and asked him to send a car to the pier to pick up the goods.
Mr. Su heard that the charitable foundation was looking for Japanese smuggling ships to buy American goods, and sighed at the complicated relationship, and immediately promised repeatedly that he would send someone to send a car there.
He made a mind to not really call the public transportation team, but instead went to contact the private transportation team that was dug out of Master Jin’s hands at the time. These transport teams are actually gangsters, they don’t have cars, they are all hard laborers, shoulder to shoulder, pushing the wheelbarrow to transport goods.
Su Chunjun took Chen’s driver with him and went out in a small car, leaving all the official business to Zhao Shuli.
Zhao Shuli didn’t know anything about it, and when he knocked on the door and couldn’t see anyone, he asked the guard at the door, who said dryly, “Mr. Su said he was going to buy some meat with sauce from the Apricot House, so he left early.”
Zhao Shuli: “He lacks sauce meat to eat! That son of a bitch!”
The car stops in front of the alley and Driver Chen gets out to look for someone.
Not long after, a lean, lean man who seemed to have only a rack of ribs left bowed and bent his back to follow Driver Chen out.
Driver Chen stood next to him, holding a gun in his hand.
Su Chunjun sat in the car, sized up the man, and said, “There’s business for you.”
The man didn’t ask what kind of business, but only asked, “When do you want to do it? How much will you pay?”
Su Chunjun took out a gold bar, “Go now. To unload the ship, bring more cars and people. There are people following you on the road, so you don’t have to be afraid of the Japanese. I’ll give you another one when I come back.”
The man took the gold bar, hesitated, and asked, “If there is grain, I want the grain not the gold bar. Is it okay?”
Su Chunjun: “Not this time. Let’s talk about it next time.”
Man: “Where will it be shipped to?”
Su Chunjun: “The charity night market on Nanjing Road.”
The man stared at him twice and walked away.
Driver Chen got in, started the car and asked, “Sir, where are we going back to?”
Su Chunjun: “Follow them.”
The men quickly called on a group of hard laborers to go, almost all of them were barefoot, with individuals wearing shoes, straw shoes, cloth shoes, and rubber shoes. Most of them were carrying a bar with a thick hemp rope wrapped around the end of the bar. Individuals pushing a car, some cars are also sitting on the individual.
The men walked out of the alley, followed by more and more people behind them.
Thirty or forty strong laborers in the street whistling, far from seeing them people and cars are hiding, Su Chunjun witnessed two patrol police turn their heads and run, there is a car is also in the street across the steering wheel, turn around and run backwards.
Only this car of Su Chunjun followed them slowly.
The drudges were actually not slow on their feet, and they all trotted along, taking big steps.
When they arrived at the pier in the evening, the man in the drudgery walked to the post and said he was here to unload the goods, and he even knew a few words of Japanese, and took out cigarettes and gave them to the Japanese soldiers.
The Japanese soldiers probably saw that they didn’t have any money and quickly let them go. It was this group of Japanese scumbags who would take their rifle butts or bayonets to smash the laborers and stab them as they walked past. Some of them didn’t pay attention and were staggered by the smashing, and were helped up by their brothers to hurry forward, and the people behind them avoided them, they didn’t look at the Japanese, didn’t talk to them, and didn’t even raise their heads, like a group of silent slaves, and walked closely behind the man in front of them.
The Japanese soldiers laughed behind them and seemed to be very happy.
Su Chunjun’s car to go over to the trouble, but the Japanese soldiers some check, or let go, the leader of the Japanese soldiers is a Cao, but also and the legs to Su Chunjun a military salute, and then tilted his head is only one meter five.
The car was a step behind, and when Su Chunjun arrived, the men had already met Zhu Yuyan.
Zhu Yuyan deliberately waited at the sampan and knew when she saw a large group of laborers coming over, and quickly waved.
The man hesitated when he saw Zhu Yuyan, bowing his head as if to bow and saluting. The people behind him also saw Zhu Yuyan and stirred slightly.
“It’s the living bodhisattva ……”
“Mrs. Su ……”
The man walked over and bowed in the end, greeting him in a small voice: “Mrs. Su, hello, it’s something for you.”
Zhu Yuyan smiled and said, “Yes, all American goods. Go up there in a while and unload the grain first, and once unloaded, transport it to the night market on Nanjing Road there, just pile it on the ground.”
The man gulped, as if he had already smelled the flavor of grain, “All transported there?”
Zhu Yuyan thought for a moment and said, “No need, first ship over two hundred bags. I’ll give you an address for the rest, it’s a warehouse, you bring someone to transport it to the warehouse.”
The man bowed again and ran back to talk to the drudges, who all got excited, they lined up to get on the boat, and when they passed by Zhu Yuyan, they all bowed to her.
Zhu Yu Yan had to step aside first, lest she be discounted.
The grain sent on this ship was potatoes, a total of six hundred tons. This is not a large amount, this shipment of smuggled goods, less than a third of the real to Suzuki Jiazi.
Zhu Yuyan didn’t even let Suzuki Jiazi find a new buyer, she ate it all herself. In fact, what she really wanted was only these 600 tons of potatoes.
For these 600 tons of potatoes, she spent a lot of money.
But it was all worth it.
The fact that she bought it all so quickly, paying a high price that far exceeded the goods themselves, would increase the threshold value in Suzuki Yoshiko’s heart, in other words, she wouldn’t be able to find any customers out there who would pay a higher price than her in the future, and then she’d only sell to her.
On this ship, Suzuki Yoshiko only took up a third of the goods. The reason for this could be that she offered too little money, or it could be that the Hirata family was unwilling to give her too many goods for her to sell, but no matter what the reason was, the next time Suzuki Yoshiko would definitely ask for more goods.
Because it was so easy to make money this time, there was no way she wouldn’t want to increase her investment.
She could influence Suzuki Yoshiko, she could make Suzuki Yoshiko smuggle whatever she needed, as much as she needed.
Money had no borders. Suzuki Yoshiko and Suzuki Saburo were both businessmen, and they would both end up believing in money over some emperor.