"Prosperity, prosperity!"

Hearing someone call him, Zhong Cheng stood up angrily and rushed to the door in a few steps. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He pulled the steel door open with all his might, only to see someone coming, and a fire broke out in his heart.

"Yang Zhiying, what's the matter with you?"

It is very rude for cultural people in this era to call their names directly, but it is enough to see Zhong Cheng's attitude.

"No, it's time to get off work......."

Yang Zhiying wanted to enter the house, but was stopped by the guard at the door.

"You don't have authorization in this room, please get out!"

He glanced at Zhong Cheng in disappointment, and just as he wanted to say something, the door slammed shut.

"Bang!"

Glancing at the guard at the door, Yang Zhiying's face turned red with shame, so he had to lower his head and leave quickly. A few days ago, it was an inadvertent calculation of the wrong formula, which made it difficult for the new gun to press the bullets. Although a review has been made, everyone looks at him with more disdain.

"Aren't you going to make mistakes?"

Yang Zhiying thought indignantly.

What is Zhong Cheng, when he studied with Mr. back then, he didn't even understand the basics, and he still taught him by himself. Now hugging the thigh of the young owner, he begins to look down on people?

"You are unkind to me and unjust, no one will blame me for eating inside and outside in the future!"

Yang Zhiying said viciously.

During his time in Jinbo Company, he came into contact with a lot of information, many of which he had not seen before, and it is safe to say that there must be a firearms master hidden behind the scenes. However, the company's internal management is too strict, and I don't know who it is.

With years of work experience, he certainly knows the value of these materials if they are sold to the market.......

"It is estimated that the Japanese people will make a lot of money!"

Yang Zhiying couldn't help but laugh secretly when he thought of this.

In this huge city of Tianjin, the most ecstatic place is the Japanese concession. Especially the custom shops by the river, the girls in them are notoriously gentle. As long as the ocean gives enough, it's really whatever you want!

"It's just too expensive!"

Invite ten people to a big meal in Tianjin City, if it is not shark fin bird's nest, five oceans is more than enough. But if you go to the custom shop, the starting price is five oceans, if you come to the left and right, plus some "special" services, twenty oceans can't be beaten.

"It's all Jinbo Company's dog eyes and low eyes!"

There are several kinds of contracts in the company, and when they came, they were all temporary contracts, and now they are changed to three types of contracts according to performance: A, B, and C. The first class is three hundred oceans per month, and only Zhong Cheng is currently signing it alone, and the second class is two hundred oceans per month, and the other senior brothers are all signing this contract. Only he is still on a temporary contract, twenty oceans per month. Although the income in Tianjin is not low, it is not enough to spend all day drinking.

"Yang Sang, what kind of wind blew you here today?"

Sugiura Jiro, the manager of Yatsu & Co., is also a frequent customer of the custom shop, and because he is in the arms business, he naturally has a common language with Yang Zhiying, so the two are quite familiar.

"Mr. Sugiura, I have something I'd like you to take a look at."

Yang Zhiying followed him into a room, and before he sat down, he said straight to the point.

However, when Jiro Sugiura saw a photo, he burst out laughing.

"Yang Sang, are you kidding? This is the Type 44 Cavalry Rifle of the Great Japanese Empire, which has been used for many years. Even the soldiers of your country are familiar with this weapon, do you still want to use it to test me? ”

Today's Chinese vision is not ordinary Diao, guns are first German goods, then French Schneider, and Swedish products are no matter how poor they are. Like rifles produced in the Empire, they don't even blink an eyelid.

"The embargo of European and American countries is now in name only, and those marshals can choose advanced Western weapons, who would fancy such an old gun?"

Hearing Sugiura Jiro's self-deprecating words, Yang Zhiying said with a smile:

"Mr. Sugiura, this gun has been changed to be burst-fired, and the recoil is even smaller."

Hearing this, Jiro Sugiura immediately came to his senses. Although the gun is an old gun, if there are any improvements, it will definitely bring a certain profit, and if the Imperial Army also adopts it, the profit is not a small amount.

"Yang Sang, what do you mean by continuous hair?"

Yang Zhiying glanced left and right, and then said in a smug tone:

"Semi-automatic rifles!"

Jiro Sugiura was stunned for a moment.

All that is on the market today are bolt-action rifles, or automatic rifles like the Browning Model 1918. Semi-automatic ones have also appeared, but they have been short-lived.

"Yang Sang, there is no market for semi-automatic rifles, who will buy them if they are designed? In terms of Huaxia, except for the Zhang family, which is entrenched in the three eastern provinces, who else can afford to buy and use? ”

Yang Zhiying put away the photo of the rifle with some disappointment, and then took out a notebook with a submachine gun drawn on it. It's not very detailed, but you can see the rough prototype.

"What do you think of this submachine gun?"

Jiro Sugiura was stunned again.

"Yang San, this submachine gun looks good, if you can get the drawings, I can give you a thousand yen."

Yang Zhiying couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard this.

At this time, the exchange rate between the yen and the dollar is 2:1, and 1,000 yen can be exchanged for 500 dollars, which is 1,200 oceans.

"I can't give you the specific drawings, but there is no problem with its principle and general construction."

Although there are no precise drawings, Yang Zhiying still derived the structure of the submachine gun from the discussion of the senior brothers. As long as professional personnel analyze, new weapons can be developed on this basis.

"Then it's only 800 yen."

Sugiura Jiro said with some disappointment.

Yang Zhiying laughed.

"Eight hundred will not work, I will go to the foreign houses in Britain and France to sell it, and five hundred dollars will not be worried at all."

Sugiura Jiro was about to say no, but saw someone beckoning to him. He glared angrily, but when he saw who it was, he immediately wilted.

"Yang Sang, I want to ask for instructions on this matter, wait a minute."

After saying that, he hurried outside the house.

"Mr. Saito, why are you here?"

The person who came was Saito Suizo, the deputy officer of the Tianjin Special Higher Police Division, and he was also a well-known figure in the Japanese Concession, so how could someone like him dare to offend.

"Buy all his drawings! Money, the empire will compensate you. Ask as much as you can for information about the Jinbo Corporation's design office, and the more you get, the higher the Empire's rewards. ”

"Yes, Mr. Saito, I'll do it immediately!"

After Jiro Sugiura finished speaking, he turned around and entered the house again.

"Yang Sang, since we are here today, how about we go to the custom shop? Don't worry about money, I did a lot of business, got a lot of commissions, and just wanted to find someone to celebrate. ”

Hearing this, Yang Zhiying almost jumped up, and he said excitedly:

"Then let's go! It's dinner time now, and if it's any later, the pretty lady will be in someone else's arms. ”

Sugiura Jiro said worriedly:

"You won't have those papers with you! I don't want you to get drunk and lose a lot of money. ”

Yang Zhiying smiled.

"Don't worry! I've hid it all so well that I can't find anyone but me. ”

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There are still a few days and another year, sighing with emotion, and then coding words. (To be continued.) )