Chapter 406: Borrow the sword of the ghost man and kill his heart!

Chapter 406: Borrow the sword of the ghost man and kill his heart!

Chapter 406: Borrow the sword of the ghost man and kill his heart! (ask for monthly ticket)
Yin Zhaotang was very surprised and stood up and asked, "A foreigner came to you to buy military supplies?"

Dabu Niu looked honest and answered, "Yes, Mr. Yin, Mr. Du can testify."

Shanghai Street, 91 Company, in the office.

Du Zihua leaned on the sofa, sipping a cigar, and nodded slowly: "It's true, sir, the captain of the Royal Navy, John Wilson, is the quartermaster."

“He claimed that he had to purchase food and daily necessities for 300 people every month.”

The number of naval personnel stationed in Hong Kong fluctuates between 200 and 300, equipped with three Don-class patrol boats, several minesweepers and tugboats.

The main military tasks are to clear mines in the waters outside Hong Kong Island, combat smuggling, and intercept illegal immigration.

He also claimed to be responsible for monitoring Soviet and domestic developments.

The entire British garrison in Hong Kong consists of 8,000 troops, including a Gurkha mercenary battalion with 800 combat-capable people stationed at the New Territories port.

Among the remaining more than 7,000 people, there are two permanent camps, several temporary support camps, and a thousand local volunteers.

They are all symbolic deterrents and only undertake vigilance and public security tasks.

During World War II, the Japanese army attacked Hong Kong and the governor surrendered.

Nowadays, anyone who believes that the radar station at Stanley Fort can monitor the Soviet Union is a fool. In fact, the British troops stationed in Hong Kong are under the surveillance of the Guangdong Military Region at all times.

"How much does it cost to feed three hundred people?" Yin Zhaotang sat on a chair with his legs crossed. He hadn't done such a small business for a long time.

Du Zihua said: "According to what John the foreigner said, the Zu family allocates 500 pounds for the monthly rations of each soldier. For 300 people, that's 750 pounds per month. Converted into U.S. dollars at the current exchange rate, that's U.S. dollars per month, which is close to Hong Kong dollars."

Yin Zhaotang was shocked at first, but then he suddenly understood and said with a smile: "It's normal for the colonial garrison to have higher expenses. There are also additional subsidies, right?"

Du Zihua smiled and said, "The salary subsidy goes through HSBC Bank and has nothing to do with the quartermaster."

Yin Zhaotang held the cigar and took a deep breath: "How much does the quartermaster get every month, and how much is he willing to pay?"

Du Zihua said: "Ghost John's offer is 100 pounds to solve the monthly food ration for one person. He also needs to ensure eggs, meat, milk, vegetables and drinks."

Yin Zhaotang exhaled white mist, his face surprised: "One thousand two hundred Hong Kong dollars, the budget is not low, enough for a soldier to eat and drink enough."

Dabu Niu smiled slyly: "Mr. Yin, you just don't understand. The same bunch of Chinese cabbage is sold at one price when you speak Cantonese and sell it at another price when you speak Mandarin."

"He has white skin, speaks nonsense, and buys vegetables at the market at a different price."

“Everyone wants to make money.”

Yin Zhaotang thought that the foreign military would resort to all means to come up with a "garrison currency", but he forgot that the citizens would also play tricks on the people and even play with the "civilian exchange rate".

Devalue the British pound into the Hong Kong dollar.

A handful of Chinese cabbage is more expensive than braised pig's head!

"How did the foreigner find you?" Yin Zhaotang began to wonder whether the foreign quartermaster was of any use. If so, it would be easy to pay for the food for three hundred people.

If not, how many pounds can you earn by feeding 300 people?
Definitely not.

Tai Po Niu said: "It's a coincidence that the customs found military equipment and they have to report it to the British Army in Hong Kong according to the procedure. The navy is also responsible for anti-smuggling, so they sent Johnson to take a look."

"John found out that I could smuggle discarded clothing and sapper shovels from the mainland, so he wanted me to help him smuggle mainland food. According to him, one hundred pounds won't buy you many meals of meat in Hong Kong Island, but you should be able to buy some in the mainland, right?"

One hundred pounds is enough to feed a family of three in Hong Kong Island, but it is still impossible to eat meat every meal.

In the 1980s, the mainland had a stable market supply of grain and vegetables, which were of good quality and low price. The supply of meat was tight, and the per capita consumption of meat, eggs and milk was low.

However, Chen Weinan, a Chaoshan boss known as the feed king, invested in a feed factory in Guangdong Province and made the feed factory his industrial center.

He established the first large-scale pig farm in the country, producing tens of thousands of pigs every year.

Guangdong Province ranks first in the country in pork supply and the purchase price is relatively cheap.

Coupled with the delivery of frozen meat, the consumption of meat and eggs in the southern coastal areas is currently increasing year by year.

If I take 100 pounds and go to the country to make purchases, I think there will be a surplus and I can make some money.

But isn't it common sense that military spies often conduct espionage activities in the guise of military supplies suppliers?
Military units should often strictly review their suppliers!
Should we say that John is smart or a genius for handing over the supply of military supplies to smugglers?

Aren’t you afraid of taking laxatives before the battle?
Yin Zhaotang was amazed: "This foreign guy is really willing to go to great lengths to make a profit! Pick that star, is this the soldier led by Victoria?"

"It's even more useless than Taiwan Island."

Lawyer Du smiled and helped explain: "Boss, you may have misunderstood John. He was transferred to Hong Kong Island this year because the previous quartermaster was reported by a soldier."

"The previous quartermaster could only get 80 pounds of food allowance per soldier per month. The soldiers could not even eat meat once a day. Later, the crowd was so angry that they almost caused trouble."

"After he started working, he was finally able to earn an extra 20 pounds. But the pound has depreciated so much this year. Last year, it was 1:2 against the U.S. dollar, the year before, it was 1:2.3, and this year it is only 1:1.5."

"There is no profit from buying goods from the mainland. At most, the soldiers can have meat every meal, so they won't cause any trouble."

Yin Zhaotang flicked the ash off his cigarette and said thoughtfully, "Well, then help him buy the vegetables. It's really shameful to smuggle vegetables into the mainland. Just buy them directly in Hong Kong Island."

"At worst, I can give them some frozen pork chops."

Dabu Niu patted his chest and said, "I'll take care of this little money. You don't have to worry about it, Mr. Yin."

Du Zihua saw the pain on the boss's face and said, "Boss, if the foreign officers eat your food, won't you be able to walk around Hong Kong Island like a tyrant in the future?"

Yin Zhaotang chuckled twice but didn't take it seriously.

Do you really think that if you supply some cheap military supplies to the foreigners, they will treat you as one of their own?
This kind of cooperation sounds good, but in reality it is like the foreigners coming to rob you, putting a gun to your head and asking you to pay tribute.

If you satisfy him today, he will be nice to you, but if you make him unhappy another day, he will immediately turn hostile to you.

Otherwise, why don't the foreigners go to legal suppliers instead of looking for you, a smuggler?

Moreover, the full deployment of the British troops stationed in Hong Kong has no military value at all. When a force lacks military value, it actually becomes a burden.

For the Hong Kong government, the military can only be watched but not used, and its value is not as high as that of the police force.

For Yin Zhaotang, it is like seeking the skin of a tiger. Danger and opportunity coexist. It all depends on whether he can control the ambition of the foreigner.

But through contact with John, one thing can be confirmed: the people who came for Lao Zhong were not the Hong Kong government or the foreigners, otherwise John would not have wanted to cooperate.

Yin Zhaotang touched his watch, looking thoughtful, and said, "But cooperation is not without conditions, Dabu Niu, ask John to reveal the identity of the whistleblower."

"We guarantee him a life in Hong Kong Island with money, wine and women."

Dabu Niu opened his mouth, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth: "Hey, Yin Sheng, you and I are truly heroes in our own right!"

That evening.

Outside the Stonecutters Island Barracks, in a beer bar catering to foreigners.

Dabu Niu took the shopping list handed over by John and pushed back the envelope containing the pounds: "Thank you for the order, sir. I'll try the food for a month first, and pay next month if you are satisfied."

A flash of surprise flashed across John Wilson's face, and he immediately held the envelope: "Brother, I was right about you. Let's have a drink."

As a quartermaster, he actually wanted to make money, but he was exploited by his superiors at all levels and he didn't even have enough money to buy meat and eggs. There was nothing he could earn.

He had planned to smuggle with Tai Po Niu, but he didn't expect to be able to buy it for free. His eyes changed immediately when he looked at Tai Po Niu. After Tai Po Niu clinked glasses with him and drank heavily, he put down his glass and said, "Sir John, the vegetables and pork have to be shipped from the mainland. If the meat and vegetables are checked by the customs next time,

"Brothers in the Royal Navy, you may go hungry."

John Wilson, wearing a jacket and sitting at the bar, understood what was meant, finished his fries, and made an international hand gesture.

Seeing him rubbing his fingers, Tai Po Niu cursed in his heart: "You damn foreigner, you fell into the sea and drowned on your way home, and you still want to cut my penny!"

But thinking about the torture he was undergoing at the General Administration of Customs, he happily paid the money, a full two thousand US dollars.

John Wilson opened the envelope and pulled out a stack of green bills. His face was filled with joy. He took out his mobile phone and called Hunter, the assistant supervisor of the Customs Department.

He asked about the matter in two sentences, and then hung up the phone and said, "It's a man named Wang Xingyao."

Yin Zhaotang leaned against the sofa, looking through a stack of photos. Du Zihua leaned over and introduced, "Wang Xingyao's nickname is Da Ma Zai. His father is the leader of the Singapore Chinese Gang Sanliujiu. Thirty years ago, he helped the Shao family demolish and rebuild houses in Singapore and Malaysia, and built cinemas and amusement parks."

"Da Ma Zai is the youngest son of the dump truck. After he grew up, he has been helping Shao Yifu drive. He is the Shao family's made-up son."

Yin Zhaotang threw the photo on the table: "Did Sir Shao do it?"

Du Zihua picked up the photo, lit it with a lighter, and said, "It should be correct."

Jiang Hao crossed his arms over his chest, and after listening, he cursed loudly: "That bastard Shao Yifu is colluding with the foreigners to do dirty things. Boss, there is no need to talk to him. Tell the brothers to sweep his cinemas one by one."

"Sanliujiu" is a medium-sized gang in Malaysia with a size of three to four thousand people. It is a gang from southern Fujian.

Three plus six plus nine equals eighteen, which represents the Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin.

The Quanzhou Nan Shaolin is regarded as the ancestral temple.

For decades, several generations of the boss have been working for Shao Yifu.

It’s not an exaggeration to call him a house slave!

Zuo Shou, however, was hesitant and said, "Boss, Shao Yifu is a Zhejiang businessman, the leader of the Ningbo business group, and he owns TVB, so his voice is louder than ours."

"We should be cautious when seeking revenge. We should first capture the big shot."

Yin Zhaotang showed a stern look and threatened: "We have no shortage of evidence, so there is no need to arrest the big guns. If you want to kill the Shao, can a big gun stop you?"

"The entire 369 is not enough for Lao Zhong to fight! But to bring down Shao Yifu, it is useless to just talk about evidence and morality. There must be a solid reason to make the entire Ningbo business group admit that Shao was wrong!"

"Force Shao Laoliu to bow his head and confess his guilt."

Everyone present noticed the words the boss used. He did not mean to destroy Shaw Brothers or to kill Shaw Yi-fu, but to overthrow Shaw Yi-fu.

Ask Shao Yifu to admit his mistake.

It is easy to kill someone, but it is difficult to make someone bow his head.

He exhaled a cigarette with his left hand and asked in a deep voice, "Boss, what do you mean by overthrow?"

"To topple is not to target one person, but a group of people, an organization."

Ningbo Chamber of Commerce is an organization.

Shaw Yifu's influence in the Chamber of Commerce stems from the fact that he helped many fellow businessmen during the post-war exodus to Hong Kong.

Just kill Shao Laoliu. Even if you put evidence in their faces, they will defend him out of emotion, resist, deny it, and make a big fuss and counterattack.

This is a person who has demonstrated influence and united front values. He has become the representative of a collective. To move him means to move a group of people.

There are two ways of thinking to deal with this kind of people. One is to deal with the entire organization and eliminate the entire collective. The other is to separate the person from the collective and then deal with the person individually.

The former requires a stronger collective, while the latter only needs a suitable reason.

Yin Zhaotang could not bear the political consequences of directly killing Shao Yifu for the time being. After all, Shao Yifu's lower-rank knighthood was granted by the Queen herself.

I am also an important figure in Chinese capital in Hong Kong. If I act recklessly, I will attract retaliation from the British court, and then be feared by the mainland, so I have to try to please them in two steps.

An old bone buried up to the neck, buried with it the entire loyal future.

It’s not cost-effective!
Therefore, destroying Shao's amulet is the prerequisite for all actions, and the best reason is to collude with the foreigners.

But the collusion with foreigners is something that all the big bosses have done to a greater or lesser extent. The four words "colluding with foreigners" may convince people in China, but it cannot convince the Ningbo business community.

Zuo Shou racked his brains but couldn't figure out how to bring down a tycoon like Run Run Shaw.

It was not until three days later that nine major figures of the Ningbo business community, including media tycoon Shao Yifu, shipping tycoon Pao Yu-kang, textile tycoon Cao Guangbiao, electrical appliance tycoon Li Dasan, and Wei Dayang Company owner Wang Kuancheng, arrived.

At the same time, they received Yin Zhaotang's invitation and gathered at the Peninsula Hotel. Left hand, Du Zihua vaguely guessed some possibilities, and looked at each other with shock on their faces.

Shao Yifu arrived at the scene with his driver, big shot Wang Xingyao. He glanced at Yin Zhaotang with an arrogant look, and there seemed to be some pride in his eyes.

He first shook hands with Bao Yugang, Cao Guangbiao, and Li Dasan, completely ignoring the host. Yin Zhaotang leaned against the window, smoking a cigar, and when he saw that the time was right, he gave a look to the younger brother at the door.

Not long after the younger brother left, Tai Po Niu opened the room and arrived with the foreigner John.

Yin Zhaotang bit his cigar, walked forward enthusiastically, put his arm around John's neck, and introduced him to everyone: "Dear seniors, this is Mr. John Wilson, a captain of the Royal Navy stationed in Hong Kong."

Cao Guangbiao frowned, his displeasure was evident in his words, and he said loudly: "Atang, why did you call an officer here?"

Today, they received the invitation and came to support the event because Yin Zhaotang had a good relationship with the mainland. Some people heard from Sir Shaw and were ready to be peacemakers.

In Shao Yifu's opinion, Yin Zhaotang had undoubtedly seen the situation clearly, distinguished the big from the small, and was asking people to mediate and was ready to kneel down and surrender.

A sudden customs inspection forced him to suspend sales for three days, and he had to rely on giving away tapes to restore his reputation. If this happened several times, how could a company of Zhonghe's size survive?
But the appearance of the foreign officer was indeed beyond everyone's expectations. Even Shao Yifu was surprised and stunned, and looked at the big horseman with guilt.

The big guy shook his head, implying that he didn't know John.

Yin Zhaotang answered loudly: "John is my good friend. He can prove that Shao Sheng is the driver and report me to the foreign customs!"

Shao Yifu immediately frowned, his face showing anger: "Shenxiantang, you have to rely on evidence when doing things."

Yin Zhaotang handed over 10,000 US dollars to the foreigner John in public, and John immediately told him the whole story.

The tycoons present were all shrewd men. They immediately made a judgment in their hearts, and many of them looked at Shao Yifu with slightly changed eyes.

The young man couldn't keep the truth secret, and lost his composure. He shouted, "Pujie, you bribed the foreigners with money to slander Uncle Six!"

Yin Zhaotang admitted it frankly, puffing on a cigar and saying, "Yes, I really paid the foreigner, but guess how much it cost to buy a piece of dirty information from Shao Sheng?"

"Two thousand dollars."

"Sir Shao, how much will it cost you to order the Customs Department to investigate me?"

Bao Yugang, Cao Guangbiao and others' faces suddenly changed. They looked at the foreigner John and then at Shao Yifu. They were undoubtedly shocked by the price of two thousand US dollars.

Colluding with foreigners is not a problem. Who hasn't done business with foreigners in Hong Kong? But the foreigners sold Run Run Shaw for two thousand US dollars, instantly shattering everyone's last bit of trust in the foreigners.

The price of two thousand dollars is the most heart-breaking and more useful than any evidence.

(End of this chapter)