Suddenly, Zheng Gongyin laughed, sat on his side, his fat right leg was struggling on his left leg, coughed a few times and said:

"Xiao Xiang...... Hehe, you've said that, but what do you want me to say...... Hehe, Director Jiang, what do I say? I mean, this guy has some skills, right? Ha ha! ”

Jiang Meilu also smiled and sighed, staring at Xiang Xiaoqiang:

"Heroes come out of teenagers, that's really true. …… But Mr. Xiang, if you are only satisfied with rescuing people...... Hehe, then your majesty has only received some praise, hehehe......"

smiled at Xiaoqiang, and his teeth showed a hint of cold light:

"Did I say I was content to just save people? Doing this kind of thing is not that if you save people, you will see less blood. Contrary. …… As long as you provide enough firepower, I can leave me alive. It's safe that way. ”

Jiang Meilu couldn't help but be chilled by his words.

……

As soon as the royal family saw the benefits of a successful rescue, they immediately began to pay attention.

First of all, the 14 Heaven and Earth Societies should ask Xiaoqiang to leave only the loyal snail dog Shun and the two "beards" with good marksmanship. They all came from the north, spoke a northern dialect, and were familiar with the situation in the Qing Dynasty.

The remaining ten people, first of all, consider the veterans of the commando. Because Xiang Xiaoqiang insisted that everyone must be able to speak northern dialect, it is not easy to find, so only seven were found, all of them came from the north from their parents, and they were born in the south, but they learned to speak a northern dialect.

There is also a doctor. He was a marine corps medic of the Yangtze River Fleet. It can meet the requirements of being able to fight and heal wounds.

Two more agents were drawn from the East Factory.

One is from the Operations Division. This person's surname is Zhuo, and his name is Zhuo Buqun. The name probably means "outstanding". Xiang Xiaoqiang regretted why he didn't have the surname Yue.

Zhuo Buqun is a southerner, but because he is from the Operations Department, he has practiced a Shandong dialect. Specialties are assassination and explosives, and when the time comes, the task of blowing up the railroad will be entrusted to him.

The other is behind enemy lines. This person's name is even funnier, his surname is Du, his name is Teng, his name is Teng, and he is nicknamed "Stomach Ache" in the second place. He majored in Beijing Mandarin and will be in charge of liaising with local Tiandihui organizations to get help. And he will be able to operate the radio and will be responsible for radio liaison with the rear.

In this way, plus Xiang Xiaoqiang, fifteen people are just right. It should be a very effective team.

……

Final negotiations began.

The specific amount of remuneration was tested by the little strong lion, and he asked for 1 million Mingyang when he opened his mouth.

Sure enough, Zheng Gongyin and Jiang Meilu opened their mouths wide on the spot, shocked and shocked. Zheng Gongyin even said on the spot that the number of 1 million does not need to be reported to His Majesty, and he can pass it directly here.

Xiang Xiaoqiang is accustomed to the non-cashing paper money of later generations, those currencies that have undergone countless inflations, often tens of millions, hundreds of millions, he always feels that the tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of Mingyang are not enjoyable now.

Zheng Gongyin shouted that Xiaoqiang was insincere, but Jiang Meilu pulled down his face and said coldly:

"Mr. Xiang, we only built a destroyer for more than 2 million Ming Yang, and the amount you want is enough to build half of it."

Xiang Xiaoqiang recalled that Britain built a tribal-class destroyer for about $2.5 million in the 30s, and Jiang Meilu explained that the DPRK built a destroyer for more than $2 million, which should be about the same.

He leaned back in his chair and said lazily:

"Master Hou, Director...... This is done, and you will get much more than half a destroyer...... I'm afraid it's more than a large fleet...... If you can't do it, you won't lose anything, but I'll have to pay for my life. ”

Jiang Meilu Zhengse said:

"You have to make it clear that what we want to protect is not just your glory and wealth. There are also a dozen or so people who go with you, and their glory and wealth will also be given. ”

"Then tell me the number, and I'll hear it."

"One hundred thousand."

"One hundred thousand?" Xiang Xiaoqiang pulled his face and stood up, "Then I might as well speculate on stocks and futures by myself." Based on the information I have, I know which materials will double in price in the next two years, and the stocks of those companies will rise sharply. Lakh? Hmph, I might as well lie down in bed and earn this money myself. ”

Zheng Gongyin and Jiang Meilu glanced at each other, and they were really frightened by his tone. They really don't know how much information this powerful British intelligence officer has in his belly. In fact, Xiang Xiaoqiang is really not bragging. He doesn't really know the historical price of those stock futures, that's not it, he just needs to know that there will be a big war in the next year or two, and that's enough.

They asked Xiang Xiaoqiang to sit down and talk. After some back and forth, the two sides bargained like toothpaste, and the royal family came out to 400,000, and Xiang Xiaoqiang dropped to 600,000. No more talking.

"That's good," Xiang Xiaoqiang said, "Do you have any foreign bonds in the hands of the Ming Imperial Family?" ”

Zheng Gongyin rolled his eyes:

"Yes."

"Is there a German one?"

"Yes."

"What's the matter, now that Hitler is playing with fire for three days, do you still want to keep those waste papers? Maybe one day the British and French patience will run out, and it will really become waste paper. ”

Zheng Gongyin played with his words, his eyes kept rolling, and his face turned red after holding back for a long time, and said:

"How much do you want?"

"How many do you have?"

Zheng Gongyin held back for a long time and said:

"I have sixty or seventy thousand Mingyang in my hand, and Your Majesty has about thirty or forty thousand."

Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled:

"I want it all. These 'waste paper' are counted as 100,000, plus 400,000 Mingyang, 500,000 first. How's that, do you think it's appropriate? ”

Zheng Gongyin licked his lips and rolled his eyes:

"Yes!"

Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled:

"In this way, I want 600,000, you have 500,000, and we still have a difference of 100,000."

Zheng Gongyin frowned.

"I have a proposal, if we can negotiate, I don't want the 100,000......"

After some discussion, an agreement was reached:

After the empress returns to power, Xiang Xiaoqiang will directly provide the Ming government with the burial location of the minerals and energy they need, and the government will immediately carry out exploration and bidding for mining. In return, as long as the position provided is accurate, Xiang Xiaoqiang will be paid 10,000 Mingyang each time and automatically own 20% of the dry shares of the mine.

To be honest, Zheng Gongyin and Jiang Meilu really think this is incredible. Jiang Meilu, as a senior spy of the East Factory, could not understand Xiang Xiaoqiang's intelligence source. Could it be that the British Military Intelligence Service is specialized in investigating minerals in the Ming Dynasty?

However, once the war with the Qing Dynasty began, the value of various minerals, which were now depreciated due to the Great Depression, would skyrocket. If Xiang Xiaoqiang really has this kind of ability, then what's the point of win-win?

……

Now the total amount has been negotiated, 400,000 mingyang, plus 100,000 German bonds, plus a mineral agreement.

Xiang Xiaoqiang made two more requests that surprised them:

First, help him get a Swiss nationality.

Second, only 100,000 cash was left in the 400,000 Ming Yangli, and the other 300,000 were to buy various stocks and futures for him. Moreover, the 100,000 yuan in cash left behind should not be Mingyang, but should be exchanged for US dollars, opened an account at the Union Bank of Switzerland branch in Nanjing, and deposited it.

It's obvious that I'm trying to run away. Jiang Meilu smiled and asked him if he planned to run away as soon as the war started in the Ming and Qing dynasties, and smiled at Xiaoqiang:

"If I wanted to run away, I wouldn't have made a mining deal for you. It's just a precautionary measure. After all, my sources of intelligence are all in Europe, and I don't see the shape of the East in the next few years. ”

Then, Xiang Xiaoqiang made a list for them, and wrote on it the stocks and futures that they asked them to buy on their behalf:

From 1936 to 1937, there were more than a dozen kinds of steel futures, copper futures, oil futures, nylon futures, and gold futures, all of which were war materials.

There are also shares of more than a dozen companies such as Mauser, Krupp, Rheinmetall, Bofors, Ericon, Mercedes-Benz, Volkswagen, etc. These are all directly for the battlefield to provide weapons and transportation, and the increase in the fight is the most immediate.

…… It's all the shares of European companies, and there is not a single Ming company. Jiang Meilu sensitively caught it. She narrowed her eyes and asked:

"Why, Mr. Xiang thinks...... Europe is also going to war? ”

Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled but did not answer. Isn't there going to be a war, in May next year, Italy invaded Abyssinia, but the bulk was still in July.

The Spanish Civil War in July 1936 is known as a pre-dress rehearsal for World War II. At that time, the sky will be dark, and the sun and moon will be dark. The land of Spain will be transformed into a testing ground for all kinds of new weapons.

"You can also buy a little," Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled slightly, "Master Hou, do you have Spanish bonds in your hand?" ”

"Yes."

"How many?"

"There are quite a few. …… How, you want it too? ”

Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled:

"Hurry up and sell it. By July next year at the latest, all of them will be sold out, otherwise it will become waste paper. …… I'm not trying to scare you. ”

Zheng Gongyin was stunned:

"What, are you British going to send troops to overthrow the Spanish government?"

It's not Britain that wants to subvert, it's Franco who wants to subvert.

Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled slightly:

"This ...... This is my source of intelligence, don't ask. In short, Master Hou, you just look forward to me coming back alive. If I can come back alive, I will send out information when the time comes, Master Hou, you will pay the money, and we will make a fortune together. Of course, there is also Director Jiang, you can also make a fortune with us, haha. ”

In this case, as long as this vote can be done, then by next year, I will become hundreds of millions of billions of dollars.

……

At this time, Zheng Yuxuan ran in again, looked at Jiang Meilu's eyes, and asked:

"You're Director Jiang, right?"

Jiang Meilu stood up and said with a smile:

"yes, I am."

"I have your phone, you can come with me."

……

After a while, Jiang Meilu came back and said mysteriously:

"The latest intelligence from the north is here,...... About the prisoner of war train. ”

Xiang Xiaoqiang felt a pang in his heart: As mentioned in last night's meeting, the prisoner of war train will start at noon today. If it does start now, you'll be on the plane in a few hours.

He steadied the pounding heart in his chest and asked casually:

"What, is the train going?"

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PS: The second season, which focuses on literary dramas, is officially over, and the next episode enters the wonderful third season - thousands of miles behind enemy lines.

Let's cast one last flower for the second season of Cats! Hey, to commemorate, to commemorate......