Wind spy

After drinking and chatting all night, Chen Mingxiang and Wang Zhen both felt tired. They went back to their rooms to rest. They didn’t get up for lunch until noon. The side effects were obvious. Chen Mingxiang didn’t plan to go to work at all. Anyway, he has too many part-time jobs. It doesn't matter if he is sleeping at home.

The sun at noon was not bad. Chen Mingxiang set up tables and chairs under the trees in the yard, and then Wang Zhen boiled water to make a pot of tea, and the two enjoyed the rare world of two.One reads a book, the other reads the newspaper, and there is also a good Mingqian Longjing tea. It is rarely such a comfortable time.

What Wang Zhen hopes most is this kind of life. She has arranged for her servants to go shopping on the street and plan to cook dumplings and make two side dishes by herself at night. But at this time, the Shanghai Stock Exchange Chinese Merchants Textile Association and the Silk Mill Industry Representatives from the Federation came to the door.

At the same time, Zhao Zunyue, secretary of the municipal government, and Ling Xianwen, director of the society, also came together. What is collusion between officials and businessmen is an obvious example. With the support of such senior government officials, it is no wonder that the requirements of the Chamber of Commerce are not implemented.

"Secretary-General Zhao, the sunshine today is not bad, you are sitting here and talking, I will give you a pot of tea." Wang Zhen said with a smile.

This tea set is an antique tea set that Chen Mingxiang and she both love. It is a treasure from Ru Kiln and can only be used by yourself at ordinary times. Drinking tea for these Japanese and puppet traitors is simply a waste.

She knew that the purpose of these people was nothing more than that of the Chamber of Commerce, and this time she came with a few boxes. It is estimated that she came to manage Chen Mingxiang.

"You are too polite, thank you!" Zhao Zunyue didn't dare to ask for it, and hurriedly stood up and thanked him.

Even if he is the secretary-general of the municipal government, he is much more advanced than Chen Mingxiang in terms of qualifications, but he is still far short of his status and status in the Shanghai Stock Exchange!

"My brother is really lazy. For the cotton registration work of the Chamber of Commerce, everyone is in a bad mood, but you are here to drink tea with your wife. It really makes us envious!" Ling Xianwen said with a smile.

"What's so envious. Although I have many positions, they are all idle jobs. I can go or not. I can do the same. The business is not easy to do now. I have been forced to lock the two houses. The textile factory, the imperial army inspected and blocked the river again, what should I do if I don't drink tea at home?" Chen Mingxiang threw a ring of cigarettes to the people present.

Ling Xianwen is the director of the Social Bureau. The deputy dare to say that he is an idle worker in front of the principal, and he can go or not. This is not a general confidence, but no one would think he is arrogant.

Chen Mingxiang just likes to make money. If he is moved, no matter which bureau is the chief, even the city police chief or the social chief, including the finance chief, it doesn't matter which one he wants to be.

Everyone knows that Chen Mingxiang is not telling lies, and it is rare to go to the office of the Social Bureau once a month. It is the secretary who sends the documents to him for signature.

It's normal for foreign affairs office, security headquarters, public concession bureaus and other agencies to not see anyone in a month. Of course, no one would dare to hold him accountable.

Wang Zhen brought a pot of hot tea. This time he replaced it with a first-class white porcelain tea set. Chen Mingxiang used a purple clay cup, and the bodyguard brought a few snacks and fruits.

"It's not easy to have this kind of leisure. This should be the best Longjing tea from the Ming Dynasty? Cigars are also imported, and the fruits are from Nanyang. I would still like to have such a life!" Zhao Zunyue took a sip of the teacup. I tasted it right away. As the secretary-general, it is normal for him to drink frequently.

"This time Mr. Han Gongbei of Huasheng Cotton Textiles Co., Ltd. took the initiative to take the responsibility, and Liu Baozhang of Futong Bank also participated in the hoarding of cotton yarn. What does my brother think of this approach?" Ling Xianwen said.

"The weight is a bit lighter. Anyway, it's just fooling the Japanese. I don't have any objection. But the ugly thing is in front. This is definitely not the end. If you don't check the cotton and cotton yarn in the Shanghai stock market, the Japanese will not stop. It’s not bad to keep it for a month, it’s good for you, and this price is enough,” Chen Mingxiang said.

Everyone here can hear that Chen Mingxiang has something to say, but he still didn't understand what it meant. What could be such a short time?If it is only a month, why lose allies in the two industries?

"Brother, just tell me, what a good thing is this?" Ling Xianwen asked.

"Is it necessary for me to say it? You don't know who I am. The supervisor and deputy secretary-general of the Chamber of Commerce and Unification, if the topic is extended to be known by the Japanese, what is my nature?" Chen Mingxiang said with a face. "Hate iron but not steel" appearance.

"Brother Mingxiang, the minds of our group of people don’t know how to turn. You really have to mention this kind of thing. Don’t worry, I can guarantee that your words will not be spread. There are only four people present, and the scope is very small. Not to mention your brother's greatness, everyone knows that, even if you start from your own interests, you won't confide a word." Zhao Zunyue said.

Chen Mingxiang is still a businessman by nature. He has always followed the philosophy of making money by harmony. As long as he doesn't provoke him actively, he will never look for things easily. This is clear in the Shanghai stock market.

But in fact, no one doesn’t understand his strength. Other than that, just two things. One is Zhang Xiaolin’s death. Chen Mingxiang dared to send money and things to the killer’s house during the day, and the other is the Japanese plum agency. To kidnap his wife, he used the gendarmerie and marines to seal off the public concession and search the ground up.

It is good to offend Chen Mingxiang, and he can't mix in the Shanghai stock market in central China. If he is anxious, he may not even be able to save his life.

"First of all, hand in people, and the order of the Ministry of Industry to prohibit the movement of cotton and cotton yarn will be cancelled. The gendarmerie and the police will no longer pay attention to you. The hidden cotton and cotton yarn can be moved to a safe place, even if it is searched. , I can't find where the supplies are."

"Secondly, in the end, all the cotton cloths in your hands are for sale. You can take the opportunity to sell a batch. It is estimated that the cotton cloth ration will be implemented soon. The sale is too late and can only be bought at a low price."

"Furthermore, when the funds are returned, some of the machines and spindles will be moved to the countryside or outside the blockade to start work, turning the big spinning mills into small spinning mills and not selling them on the Shanghai stock market."

"Also, the Chamber of Commerce is a sifting sieve for air leakage. There are loopholes everywhere. Think of a solution. One hundred pieces are reported as 30 pieces. I don’t even bother to say. There are many ways to use my brain, but there is a premise. , Time is very important, this move has to be taken." Chen Mingxiang said.

This is a good opportunity to purchase cotton and cotton yarn for the headquarters of the bureau. The reason why he said so was for fishing. The Military Statistics Bureau used special coupons to secretly purchase materials in the Shanghai stock market. It is estimated that there will be no big gains. He will stock up on the next batch, maybe something. When it comes to emergency, he is definitely an expert in material smuggling.