She threw away the mop in an instant: "Listen to me now, why did Bai Chengkun marry a Japanese woman!" ”

"I'm a little hungry......"

"No, you're not hungry."

Bai Xinshu and Zuo Youyou looked at each other for a few seconds, and the crackling sparks in Zuo Youyou's eyes burned over.

Bai Xinshu surrendered: "...... I'm not hungry. ”

With that, he sat back at his desk, and Zuo Youyou stuffed the sorted letters into his hand.

"Flip it over." Zuo Youyou grabbed his hand and pressed it on the letter, "I'll start with Lang Yong's return to Incheon. ”

Bai Xinshu's gaze fell on his hand, and he was silent.

……

In the early spring of 1924, Lang Yong took a taxi to the teahouse.

This is a high-end taxi of the "Kningham" brand, which belongs to the royal taxi company founded by Wan Tai He.

Even if he hated Patrick Jackson, Lang Yong was unwilling to take the "Ford" taxi, which was ubiquitous in North Korea, old and worn, and shook so much that he wanted to vomit.

In addition, the Vantae-hwa has been advertised in newspapers and already occupies 70 percent of North Korea's taxi market, leaving Lang Yong with few options.

In the teahouse, Lang Yong saw his friend at a glance.

This friend also brought a man with a triangular eye and mouse face, who was very polite to Lang Yong, got up and shook hands with him firmly.

My friend said, "This is Mr. Tian." ”

Lang Yong sat down a little flattered.

Lang Yong has been silent for ten years, and his heart has long been worn out, not to mention that Incheon has long been the world of Bai Chengkun, why is Mr. Tian so courteous to himself?

Friend He Lang Yong said: "I heard that the president of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce in the capital of North Korea is Bai Jiesheng, and Wang Zhuting of your Shandong Gang is the vice president. ”

During the colonial period, Seoul was renamed Gyeongseong. The Gyeongseong Chamber of Commerce is the Seoul Chamber of Commerce.

The Shandong Gang was pressed by Bai Jiesheng, and Lang Yong's face stiffened for a moment: "Last year's incident." But if feng shui takes turns, the Shandong Gang may not be defeated. ”

The friend shook his head and pushed the "East Asia Daily": "You guys are late, Bai Jiesheng took the land." ”

Lang Yong opened the second edition, February 11, 1923, "How the Overseas Chinese Forces, Who Threatened the Korean Economy More Than the Japanese, Were Entrenched."

According to the report, the Chinese own a large amount of land in the center of the capital, "the largest of which is Bai Jiesheng, who occupies 8,626 square meters of the city's Golden Town 2-chome, this person is the owner of the Wantaihe, and the land held by the Wantaihe is worth 160,000 yuan, and the land he owns is not cheap mixed land, but residential land in the prime area, plus the buildings built here, these alone are already surprising properties." ”

Mr. Tian interjected: "That piece of land is the golden land of the capital, and we have also been in contact with Bai Jiesheng, but he is very resolute and will not sell it." ”

"Real estate prices have skyrocketed, and Padrson and his shareholders are making huge profits from it."

"But the North Koreans can't afford to buy a house now, so they have to rent a house, and there is a big contradiction with the Mantae Ho." Mr. Tian was indignant.

Lang Yong echoed his mouth, but he disdained it in his heart, Mr. Tian's fake model was just a profit for Bai Jiesheng, and he just wanted to swallow it and make it himself.

My friend finally got to the point: "Manager Lang, do you have a way?" ”

Lang Yong thought for a while and said, "Bai Jiesheng is a smart person, not to mention that he has strong assets now, and it is not so easy to move him. But...... Now the manager of the Incheon branch is the second in his family. Logically speaking, the boss should be in charge, but a few years ago, the boss escorted the daughter of the Bai family back to China, and he has not yet returned. ”

My friend was very touched, and he had seen a lot of such grievances: "Sure enough, I want to ask Manager Lang." How is the second child of the Bai family doing in business? ”

"The Incheon branch is mainly engaged in rice beans, and in recent years, various companies have gone down, and the profits have been very thin, which is not easy to do. I guess Bai Chengkun will be very anxious. ”

In recent years, the business in the rice and bean market has become increasingly difficult, and many merchants have started a price war, and the selling price is getting thinner and thinner, while the purchase price in Shanghai is rising day by day.

The three of them chatted for a few words, and when they were about to leave, Mr. Tian gave Lang Yong a look. Lang Yong was surprised, took a taxi and came back, and sure enough, he saw Mr. Tian squatting alone on the side of the road.

The two found a teahouse again, and Mr. Tian got straight to the point: "I want Patrick Jason's land." ”

Lang Yong's heart moved: "The boss of the Bai family has asked someone to tell Bai Jiesheng that the daughters and children of the Bai family have been settled, and they will be able to leave for Incheon in the near future." At present, Baek Sung-kun is eager to make a profit in the rice bean business so that he can take Incheon into his own hands. ”

Mr. Tian dried the tea in one gulp, and the teacup slammed on the table with a crisp sound: "Manager Lang, thank you for the news." Please call me if there is any new message in the future. ”

"You're welcome, Mr. Tian, take care of this business more in the future."

Mr. Lang Yong and Mr. Tian left each other's phone numbers and shook hands tightly.

Mr. Tian bent down to get into the car, and when the car left, Lang Yong pouted disdainfully.

Mr. Tian's demeanor is a bit rude, obviously not a serious businessman, if it was Lang Feng, he would never associate with such a person.

But he is different from Lang Feng, he just has to use any means.

After a few days, Mr. Tian invited Lang Yong to dinner: "I have a few sets of plans to deal with Bai Chengkun, you help me with the staff officer." ”

Lang Yong looked at it carefully, waved his hand and retreated from the others: "Mr. Tian, your three sets of plans, knives, guns and sticks are easy to violate the police rules of Consul Tang. ”

Mr. Tian was in awe: "Manager Lang, I really don't understand these laws, do you have any good suggestions?" ”

Lang Yong leaned over to Mr. Tian's ear with a smile and whispered:

"Speculation."

After listening to Lang Yong's plan, Mr. Tian revealed his true colors in surprise, slapped his thigh violently, scolded a foul word, and praised: "One ring and one ring, good!" He grabbed Lang Yong's hands: "Manager Lang, how can I thank you?" ”

"Mr. Tian, you and my brother, your business is my business, what are you talking about? As long as Bai Chengkun does speculation, he will definitely affect Bai Jiesheng, and the vacated market will be left for me. ”

Mr. Tian laughed.

A few weeks later, Lang Yong heard the legend of the Chinese businessmen that the god of luck favored Bai Chengkun.

The rice bean business in North Korea is struggling, and Chinese businessmen want to transfer rice to the Japanese market. Only Bai Chengkun had great luck and received an order from Japan.

Japanese orders are large, and Incheon is short of supplies. Bai Chengkun was holding back his strength to make some performance, so he quietly contacted the loan.

Someone introduced Mr. Tian to him.

Mr. Tian told Lang Yong: "Bai Chengkun asked me to make a profit of four cents, borrowed a sum of money, bought rice beans from Shanghai and shipped them to the Japanese market, and sold them short in an instant, not only paying off my debt, but also making a steady profit." ”