AWB Chapter 512 Sending Warmth to the Red Party
Chapter 512 Sending Warmth to the Red Party
January 25, the 29th year of the Republic of China, the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month.
There are still ten days until the Chinese New Year, and people in the streets and alleys of Shanghai have already started buying New Year's goods and cleaning the lanes.
Meihua Building, material transportation center.
Higashino Oki handed Chen Yang the list of supplies sent by the Logistics Department to the North China Front Army.
"Is this the last batch of supplies before the end of January?"
Chen Yang flipped through the list and said, "Why are there only cotton clothes, canned food, flour and the like? Didn't they say last time that ammunition was in short supply?"
"Without enough ammunition, how can they fight the enemy?"
Chen Yang was right. Compared with the National Army, the Japanese had much more equipment and ammunition.
Generally speaking, when they were fighting alone, each of them carried two magazines, a smaller one in front and a larger one behind, with a total capacity of about 150 rounds.
Plus five grenades and some emergency medicines.
In contrast, the Kuomintang army generally had only a few dozen bullets, and the Red Party guerrillas had even fewer, with only five to ten bullets.
Some even used swords and spears as weapons. The gap between the two sides was not small.
Higashino Oki scratched his head and asked in confusion, "Ammunition is in short supply. Oh, it seems that the Kwantung Army urgently transferred a batch of ammunition over there."
"It is the coldest time in North China right now. The temperature is low at this time, and these cotton clothes and food are more important than ammunition."
Chen Yang nodded slightly and said, "Mr. Dongye, please make arrangements as soon as possible. The imperial soldiers are fighting on the front line, and we who are in charge of logistics cannot let them starve and freeze again."
"Hi," Higashino Daiki saluted, picked up the documents and turned to leave the office.
Chen Yang looked at the gloomy sky outside the window. It rarely snows in Shanghai. There was a drizzle outside, and a bone-chilling chill hit him in the face.
"It's really cold. Alas, our fellow villagers should also wear thicker clothes."
Shanghai Stock Exchange, Xiaotong Bridge, Tianxiang Pavilion.
The 20th day of the twelfth lunar month is a big day. Whether it is the Green Gang or any other gang, they usually choose to gather at this time.
They are distributing lucky money, New Year's goods, and most importantly, these big brothers in Xiaotongqiao are distributing dividends today.
Tianxiang Pavilion has been completely taken over by people from Xiaotongqiao. Today is a gang gathering and everyone will get money.
Of course, to be eligible to attend the Tianxiang Pavilion gathering, one must at least be a small leader.
Otherwise, the restaurant would be bursting with thousands of people.
In the private room on the second floor, Gao Tianjiu raised his cup and said to everyone, "Brothers, finish this cup and we'll divide the money."
Upon hearing this, the Fang brothers, Mao Lao San, Gao Lao Si, Ma Yongzhen, and Ah Fu all raised their glasses with a smile and drank them all.
Wang Jiu, who never drinks, stood behind Ma Yongzhen like a door god as usual.
"Well, I'm sure everyone wants to know how much money they can get this year,"
Gao Tianjiu took out a red paper bag with a smile, which contained a check of course.
When they followed Wu Sibao in the past, they knew nothing about checks, investments, and financial management.
Since Chen Yang took over, they teamed up with Ye Zhengxian from Zhejiang Commercial Bank, and it seemed like a new world had opened up to them.
Having money in hand is no longer just about getting a bunch of dollars, big yellow croaker, small yellow croaker and other things.
Instead, he bought some value-preserving assets through Ye Zhengxian's bank and invested in some stocks at the same time.
Anyway, the returns are definitely much better than keeping it at home.
"Third brother, your bonus this year is 176,955."
"Old Four, your bonus this year is 168,437."
"Master Ma, this belongs to your brother, four hundred and thirty-seven thousand five hundred and sixty-three."
"Shijie, this one belongs to you brothers, it's almost the same as the Ma brothers."
"Afu, this is yours. You don't have much performance, but it's still more than 70,000."
Wang Jiu, who was standing by, was a little surprised when he heard the numbers reported by Gao Tianjiu.
Some of these people could get hundreds of thousands of dollars, while some could get 70,000 or 80,000 dollars.
In a place like Shanghai where every inch of land is valuable, a luxury villa would cost at most a few thousand dollars.
Generally, houses that cost tens of thousands of dollars are garden houses, which often occupy more than one acre of land.
The money these people earn in a year is equivalent to the income of a large trading company. No wonder Xiaotongqiao is known as the underground king of Shanghai Stock Exchange.
This is really rich.
"Laojiu, let's have a drink." Ma Yongzhen happily took the check, put it in his arms, and suggested having a drink with Gao Tianjiu.
"Laojiu, you can't favor one over the other. I have to drink with you." As soon as Ma Yongzhen finished speaking, Mao Laosan also raised his glass.
"Master Jiu, this is the first time I've received dividends. Regardless of anything else, it's all in the wine." Mao Laosan had just finished drinking when Ah Fu came to join in the fun.
Gao Tianjiu also knew that everyone was in a good mood today, and he was embarrassed to refuse, so he drank one cup after another.
In less than half an hour, he was already drunk and blurry, unable to see east, west, south or north.
"No, no, I can't drink anymore," Gao Tianjiu's tongue was already hoarse from drinking, but his mind still seemed a little clear.
"Everyone, everyone, brother, brother, I still have something to do."
"I, I have to go back first."
As he spoke, Gao Tianjiu stood up shakily and prepared to open the door, but he couldn't even walk in a straight line at this moment. He staggered all the way and everyone laughed.
"Brother Jiu, please help send Master Jiu back and don't let him fall." Ma Yongzhen instructed Wang Jiu.
Wang Jiu did not refuse. He helped Gao Tianjiu up, opened the door, and walked towards Gao Tianjiu's house.
It’s not the first day they have been dealing with each other. Wang Jiu has been to Gao Tianjiu’s house several times and they are very familiar with each other.
However, as soon as they walked out of the box, a sly smile flashed across Ma Yongzhen's eyes.
"Master Jiu, please slow down and be careful on the steps." Wang Jiu supported the dazed Gao Tianjiu and quickly came to his residence.
As soon as I entered the door, Gao Tianjiu's wife came to greet me.
Gao Tianjiu's family was very ordinary, and because he was in charge of the accounts, in order to prevent the leakage of secrets, he did not hire maids, servants or other helpers.
Gao Tianjiu's wife cursed, but still led Wang Jiu and helped Gao Tianjiu up to the second floor.
However, Gao Tianjiu went upstairs but refused to go into the bedroom to rest. He insisted on going to the study, saying that there was something important.
Wang Jiu couldn't resist and could only support Gao Tianjiu to the study.
Sitting behind the desk in the study, Gao Tianjiu rummaged around, making the entire desk a mess.
But he still didn't know what he was looking for, and Wang Jiu lost his temper and could only pick up the documents on the ground.
At this moment, a material allocation list appeared in front of him.
"List of materials shipped to Tianjin Station on January 28th."
Wang Jiu was startled and subconsciously looked at the drunk Gao Tianjiu. Gao Tianjiu didn't seem to notice Wang Jiu's actions at all and was still searching around for the information that he didn't know existed...