In early March 1909, through publicity and encouragement in all aspects, the national boycott of Japanese goods was in full swing and entered the stage. (Read and read) [Search for "fkkxs" to get more chapters]

On March 5, in a private room in a Chinese-style teahouse in the French Concession, a short Japanese man nodded and lowered his eyebrows, and was secretly discussing with a middle-aged man wearing police officer's clothes.

"Mr. Huang Jinrong, you are so smart that you have found a way for my goods so quickly. This is a thank you gift to you. When the matter is over, I will thank you very much." The Japanese Haruta said while handing Huang Jinrong a small bag of things.

Huang Jinrong greedily took the bag over, weighed it lightly with his hand, and smiled and said, "For this reason, I would like to thank the boss Chuntian. In fact, you still have a great loss. They bought your goods at a low price. Just repackage them and they can recirculate them on the market."

Haruta sighed depressedly, pretended to be smiling and said, "Who told me to be lucky and encounter this problem? Haha, many Japanese merchants who run shops in China not only have their goods sold and burned, but even their stores were smashed by radicals. They lost all their money.

Fortunately, I saw that the situation was not good, so I hid the goods earlier to survive. China's business can no longer be done. After this, I am going to go back to China to find another way."

"Oh, Mr. Chuntian is gone, and Huang has lost another good friend." Huang Jinrong sighed regretfully and continued: "Mr. Chuntian, I think that after a while, when this movement is over, you can still continue to come back to do business. At that time, with your connections, you will naturally make a comeback."

Haruta said in a deep voice: "Mr. Huang said so much that he would wait for the Japanese Empire to capture Borneo and free up his hands to see if those Chinese who were making trouble would dare to go against us."

Huang Jinrong showed a look of fear and cursed in a low voice: "Those damn guys, why should you boycott Japanese goods if you have nothing to do? It's really inexplicable."

The two chatted a few more times. After seeing that the time was almost over, Chuntian whispered: "Mr. Huang, at 11 o'clock tonight, you will ask the buyer to pick up the goods in Lijia Village, the suburbs. (Please remember to read the website address and they dare to play tricks, don't blame my subordinates for taking mercy."

"Okay." A hint of undetectable banter flashed in Huang Jinrong's eyes, and he swears: "Mr. Chuntian, please be honest. The business I introduced by Huang Jinrong has disappointed you when it has been. This is better. I personally bring the person sent by the buyer to trade with you in the evening."

"I'll feel much more at ease," Haruta said happily.

When the two settled the bill and stood up and were about to walk out, Huang Jinrong suddenly said, "Mr. Chuntian, the news has been quite tight recently. In order to avoid arousing suspicion, Huang took a step first. Wait a few minutes before you go out, how about?"

"Yoxi" Chuntian praised: "Mr. Huang is really careful and meticulous in doing things, which makes people feel extremely relieved. Then, Mr. Huang, please leave first."

After Huang Jinrong left, Haruta sneered and muttered: "The greedy Chinese people like Bageyalu have no concept of patriotism at all. If this continues, China will sooner or later fall. As long as I sell the huge amount of goods accumulated in my hands tonight, I will not lose money."

After muttering for a few words, Chuntian put on a top hat and quickly left the teahouse to prepare for the evening deal.

At less than 11 o'clock in the evening, Huang Jinrong rushed to the vicinity of Lijia Village with dozens of carriages. Soon, he joined the Chuntian waiting outside Lijia Village.

"Mr. Chuntian, this is Mr. Song Qing, who was sent by the buyer to take charge of this transaction." Huang Jinrong introduced the middle-aged man standing beside Chuntian.

"Hello, Mr. Song Qing." Chuntian stretched out his hand and said.

"Hello, Mr. Chuntian." Song Qing shook hands with Chuntian and asked casually: "Mr. Chuntian, are we going to trade now?"

Chuntian seemed a little nervous and shook his head and said, "Mr. Song Qing, our trading location is not here, please wait."

After a while, a Japanese samurai ran to Haruta and whispered a few words in his ear.

After the Japanese samurai left, Huang Jinrong said coldly: "Mr. Haruta, are you still worried about me Huang Jinrong?"

Chuntian said awkwardly: "Mr. Huang, Mr. Song, it's not that I'm not worried about you. It's because of the situation. OK. The goods are not far from here. Let's take a carriage and set off and we will arrive soon."

After saying that, Chuntian stopped talking nonsense, so he took everyone on a carriage and continued on. After walking for more than ten minutes, he arrived at a secret place.

Song Qing brought his men into the warehouse to count the goods, and ordered his subordinates to collect the goods while paying the required payment to Chuntian.

After paying the payment, Chuntian looked relaxed and happy, and pulled Huang Jinrong aside, which gave him a lot of benefits.

Then, Harutian greeted Song Qing and roared away in a carriage with more than 30 Japanese armed soldiers holding sharp weapons hiding around.

Looking at the Japanese carriage leaving, Song Qingzang said, "This guy is very meticulous in his work. No wonder he is doing so big business and can hide the goods in time. I really don't admire him, he can't do it."

"Hehe" Huang Jinrong stood behind Song Qing and said respectfully: "No matter how smart he is, he can't escape the net of heaven and earth set by Director Song. Moreover, with so many Japanese people, they will disappear from the human world in this night."

As he said that, Huang Jinrong took out all the money that Chuntian bribed him and handed it to Song Qing, and said with a sigh: "Director Song, all these money is ill-gotten money that Chuntian bribed me. I will hand it over to you now."

Song Qing accepted it happily, encouraged and praised it a few words, and changed the topic and said: "Jin Rong, I heard that you are still opening a casino in private and connecting with foreigners to engage in opium trading, right?"

Huang Jinrong dared not argue and said cautiously: "Director Song, since the Nanjing Military Government issued the order to strictly prohibit opium gambling, I have restrained a lot. However, Qing Gang has many disciples and everyone needs a meal, so please forgive me."

Song Qingzhengrong said: "Jin Rong, the new deputy minister of the Ministry of Interior of the Nanjing Military Government, Chen Jiongming, is now in charge of this. He is a selfless and decisive person. As soon as he took office, he executed dozens of bad businessmen engaged in gambling and opium trading in Nanjing with thunderous means, which made Nanjing's social appearance rejuvenate."

Seeing that Huang Jinrong seemed very depressed and aggrieved, Song Qing laughed in his heart and continued to attack: "Soon, Vice Minister Chen will implement severe crackdowns within the scope of the military government's control. According to reliable information, you, Huang Jinrong, are also on his blacklist."...

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