80 Waibaidu Bridge
The two reluctantly turned to the Asia Oil Company next door, which was the predecessor of Shell Oil, Lin Xiuxuan continued to put the score in, and sure enough, he was very well received, and there was a foreign manager on duty to receive him. As soon as the two chatted, the British manager Adams roughly felt the general context of the other party's needs, and he bluntly said that at present, the Japanese require the oil companies to give priority to the supply of the Japanese, because the oil storage area is in Pudong outside the concession, so they also have to listen to the Japanese, and the current oil storage tanks in Pudong are sealed, and the Japanese can clearly monitor the operation of the oil depot by using the nearby fire tower. But Adams, again, talked about the Japanese not bidding highly, and they were completely forced to buy and sell. Lin Xiuxuan heard something in the words, and euphemistically indicated that money was not necessarily a problem, and if there was oil, he could pay with hard currency.
The middle-aged Adams put on a look of embarrassment and pain, as if he was in a hurry to have diarrhea. Lin Xiuxuan knew that there was a door at a glance, but there had to be a tortuous performance.
"NO, NO, NO, MR. LIN, IT'S NOT A MATTER OF MONEY, YOU DON'T KNOW THE JAPANESE, THEY HAVE THE FINAL SAY OUTSIDE THE CONCESSION, IT'S ALWAYS BEEN LIKE THIS, WE'RE REALLY EMBARRASSED."
"Is there a way to accommodate it?"
"It's really hard, it's hard, the Japanese are a huge problem, really."
"That's a big excuse, Mr. Adams, since your account is in trouble, we have to find another house." Lin Xiuxuan was like a simple and ignorant layman, and walked out without hesitation, even Ma Qiang was a little surprised, he felt that the team leader gave up too quickly.
Lin Xiuxuan decided to go out, but he secretly counted in his heart, he wanted to see how long it would take for this traitor to stop himself and count to 6. Adams hurriedly ran to his side: "Mr. Lin, please stay." Maybe there is a way. ”
Lin thought to himself, "Play this with me?" ”
Adams' face had changed to look unusually courteous, and he let Lin into the reception room. Then take a folder out of the cabinet and flip through it.
"Mr. Lin, you know that the Japanese from Texas and Sumatra have to board and inspect the tankers and then file them," he shrugged, "and the Russian tankers have been interrupted after the outbreak of war," he paused, obviously a lord who had something to say.
"But there is a ship that the Japanese have not yet boarded for the record...... It was the Red Cossack, a 7,000-ton tanker, and it was in the port of Odessa, which the Germans had just left a few days before the start of the war, and we received a telegram from the ship that it was almost in Hong Kong and would arrive in a few days. But you know, once you enter the Huangpu River, the officials of the Shanghai government and the Japanese will board the ship and inspect it, and according to our agreement, it can only be sold to the Japanese in priority for the Central China Promotion Association. And they've always taken it all. ”
Lin Xiuxuan was silent, waiting for the other party to continue, since Adams stopped himself, no matter how he went around, there would always be a way in the end, it was nothing more than trying to change tricks to make money.
"But if we go to the storage terminal, maybe there is a way, we can falsify the shipping record, and the Japanese will not know about it."
"So you say it's crude oil?"
"No, no, no, part of the crude oil, the rest is refined oil from Soviet and Russian refineries, there is gasoline and diesel, and most of it has already been tanked."
Lin chuckled in his heart, but he didn't expect it to be refined oil.
"We can hide in the river near Takahashi, where the Japanese gunboats don't frequent, and use the deck crane to lift the oil drums down, provided that Mr. Hayashi himself has a bulk carrier."
"How big a boat do you need?"
"Generally speaking, river barges of more than 50 tons or other ships with flat decks are required...... All can be shipped"
"The boat is not a problem. I need at least 200 tons of diesel. ”
"Then you'll have to find a bigger boat, but it's okay to be smaller, I can wait 2 days before entering the port and let you pull a few more times." Adams carefully observed Lin Xiuxuan, but the person in front of him was almost expressionless, "Of course, if you do this, the crew will definitely be unhappy, because they are in a hurry to go ashore to inquire about the news of the Soviet Union, and their families are in the midst of the war, so this will make the situation very complicated and incalculable, and in times of war, the situation is always unpredictable." ”
Lin Xiuxuan cocked Erlang's legs: "Mr. Adams, if you can solve all the problems, how much will it cost." ”
Lin knew that he shouldn't be in such a hurry to ask the price, he was too eager and easy to be slaughtered, but he really didn't want to waste time going around this greedy guy in circles now, he had to rush to Hongkou in the afternoon to solve the ship's problem, and besides, he was really not short of money now.
"Uh...... The CIF price of diesel is $15 a barrel, including the cost of oil barrels, what do you think? ”
Lin Zhenzhen grabbed Adams by the neck and asked him how he dared to open his mouth so loudly, this price is much higher than in the era of the oil crisis 30 years later, before 1970, the price of crude oil never exceeded $1.9, and diesel did not exceed $5.5 per barrel.
But then again, compared to the box of gold he casually threw away yesterday, the loss caused by this profiteer's blackmail is actually not too great; But he has to keep the price down, and if he doesn't care about the price at all, it doesn't look like it, and it's easy to make people suspicious.
"No, no, no, absolutely unacceptable. Absolutely not. Neither can it in wartime, the notoriety of Caucasian refined oil products can damage the machine. Lin got up again and gestured to leave.
"13 and a half, it can't be less." "In this world, we're taking huge risks. This must also be calculated in the CIF price, and in addition, the quality of the oil in the USSR was very good, and the rumors of burning the machines were only the demonization of unfair competition. ”
Adams told the truth, in the early years, when Soviet oil was still exclusively underwritten by the Chinese Guanghua Machinery Oil Company, Asia Oil and Mobil Oil released rumors in this way, stifling the Chinese's own oil industry, thus monopolizing the entire industry.
"12 and a half dollars, but you have to wait for me in the harbor for 3 days to let me carry the oil. Crew members are not allowed to go ashore during this period. ”
"12 and a half yuan, however, I will first collect a deposit of 3 percent, and then help you do this, I know that you are also difficult, you have to hide it from the Japanese, and our businessmen don't inquire about this. However, in terms of business, we have to collect more deposits than in the general case according to the regulations. so as not to ......"
Lin Xiuxuan found that this dog was still trying to take advantage of himself in the end, but his eyes were very vicious.
"At most, two percent, cash settlement, no more. Boat, I'll figure it out myself. ”
"Deal, I'll go and prepare the contract."
After two hours of busy work, agreeing on the method of picking up the goods and the responsibilities in various situations, Lin and Ma Qiang left the Asia Oil Company, and when he left the hall, he looked back at the transaction prices on the blackboard: Sumatra crude oil: $1.24, Texas Light oil $1.46.
"Boss, we were slaughtered by that bald man."
"Slaughter, slaughter, Mobil is next door, but we don't have time to toss more." He raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "You see it's noon, I still have to go to the shipyard in Yangshupu in the afternoon, their oil tanker will dock in Hong Kong tonight, if everything goes well, it will be there soon." We didn't have anything to prepare. ”
"Team leader, let me go with you in the afternoon, right? One more person to take care of. ”
"By all means, Hongkou is not a southern city or a western part of Shanghai, those Wang pseudo chassis are still easy to fool, but Hongkou is a Japanese chassis, and the gendarmerie, Mei organ, and the army and marine corps headquarters are all there. There are a lot of overseas Chinese, and I'm afraid that if you are reckless, the consequences will be out of control. ”
"Team leader, when did you see me reckless? I've been hiding it very carefully, okay? I feel like I'm pretty much the same as you agents now. ”
"Special forces are pretty much the same, agent, you're still far behind, comrade." Lin Xiuxuan stood at the foot of the steps and patted Ma Qiang's shoulder.
"I don't underestimate people, I think I can do it."
Lin Xiuxuan stood in place and thought for a while, this is really a dilemma, he really needs a veteran to cover, and it is not like that to talk about business alone.
"Look there," Lin Yao's hand kept to the north, "do you see the ferry bridge outside?" There is the boundary river between Lend-Lease and the Japanese, and every Chinese who crosses the bridge must bow to the Japanese soldiers standing guard, can you do it? ”
"Absolutely. and he should send his son to his death. Ma Qiang readily agreed.
"Well, it's good to know that you can bend and stretch, and we'll go together in the afternoon."
"Great."
Of course, Lin Xiuxuan could see Ma Qiang's immaturity in the hidden mission, but it would take him a while before he realized his immaturity as a commander. People always look at others more easily and themselves more difficult.
The two had lunch at a nearby restaurant, and they didn't go back to the hotel, but walked directly to the ferry bridge. In the distance, you can see that there are horses on the bridge, leaving only a small entrance. On this side are the British and U.S. Marines in their summer short-sleeved uniforms and shorts, and on the other side are the Japanese Army and Marines in long-sleeved shirts, each with about two squads standing guard.
On the Broadway building across the Suzhou Creek, sounding balloons sway high in the sky against the blazing sun, and banners for Greater East Asia Co-prosperity hang below. On the roof of the building and in the windows facing the north, you can faintly see the figures of people looking into the concession with binoculars.
Wang Puppet and some departments of the Japanese secret service are in this building, so in addition to the Japanese troops at the bridgehead, what is more dangerous is the more professional eyeliner above.
The main problem with the speed limit was not only the rejection of the horses that occupied the bridge, but also the rules set by the Japanese, everyone who crossed the bridge must stop in front of the first sentry, take off their hats and bow, and must bend close to 90 degrees according to the Japanese rules, if the bow scale does not meet the Japanese standard, they are likely to be beaten. You can see the Japanese sentry standing at the head of the bridge, not only standing on a one-foot-high platform, but also looking superior. There was also a stick next to him. It's the same when you go back to the concession over there, you have to bow before you can come over.