Aiden came all the way from the United States of America to China, not to be a good person. It's all about making money. Otherwise, China is in flames of war, what is he still doing in Guxing?

As soon as Zhu Muyun talked about weapons, Aiden had already begun to think about it. He secretly regretted it, why didn't he think of it. People like Zhu Muyun will definitely be in the arms and medicine business. In fact, among the ancient star officials that Aiden knew, there were not many who did not do this kind of business.

Of course, those people are mainly opium and grain. Zhu Muyun is in the intelligence unit, and if others have weapons and medicines, it is anti-Japanese. If he has it in his hand, no one dares to say anything.

In fact, the last time Aiden went to Shanghai, he chatted with Tom, the general manager of Singer Shanghai Feng Company, who is also his friend, and Tom also mentioned it to him. In China, life will be more and more difficult just by selling cars.

There are a lot of rich Chinese, but after the war, these rich Chinese either hid in Chongqing, fled to Hong Kong, and some even went to the United States. The rest of the people, many of whom can afford to buy a car. However, there will be more and more people who can afford to use a car.

Cars need gasoline to run. But gasoline is a military material, and civilian gasoline is basically unavailable. Moreover, the Chinese have always disliked the limelight, they can put their possessions in that kind of porcelain jar, bury them deep in the ground, and they would rather eat chaff vegetables.

Aiden has long been moved, but he has never found a chance. Tom is in Shanghai, already doing this kind of business, and even told him that Gu Xing can provide supplies at any time as long as he needs them.

Sulfonamides are easier to transport than firearms. Relatively speaking, selling medicines is more comfortable than selling weapons. Weapons are used to kill people, while medicines are used to save people. As soon as Zhu Muyun talked about sulfonamide, Aiden was actually ecstatic.

"And you're in charge of selling sulfonamides?" Aiden asked quietly, but the joy between his brows had already betrayed him.

Previously, Aiden only sold cars. Weapons and medicines have never been sold before. His identity is sensitive, and even if he gets these things, it is difficult to turn them into money without a suitable agent.

"Of course." Zhu Muyun nodded, he naturally saw the joy on Aiden's face, it seems that no matter what country people are, as long as they talk about money, they can be excited.

After all, Zhu Muyun is young and has a limited social circle. If he had not joined the military and then joined the Communist Party, his social circle might have been even smaller. In order to better lurk and occupy a greater advantage when fighting the enemy, he must constantly expand his circle.

These circles can let Zhu Muyun know more information. It can also better protect him.

It's just that Zhu Muyun is too young, and in a unit like the Political Security Bureau, some so-called upper-level figures are dealing with Zhu Muyun, a small spy. Fortunately, Zhu Muyun has a strong learning ability, he has mastered several foreign languages, and can communicate directly with these foreigners.

For Aiden, Zhu Muyun has been able to talk to him freely. Naturally, he prefers to deal with people like Zhu Muyun.

Whether it's weapons, or medicines. As long as there is a supply, it is simply a market. Aiden hadn't done anything in the business, and he didn't know that these things were easy to sell.

"What about the price?" Aiden asked. He is most concerned about this issue. As long as you can make money, it doesn't matter what kind of business you do. He has the identity of an American, and if something really happens, the Japanese will expel him at the most, and they will not dare to do anything to him.

"How much money do you make selling a car?" Zhu Muyun asked.

Although Zhu Muyun and Felix have already done business several times. However, he didn't know how much money Felix had earned. However, with Felix's greed, I'm afraid he won't make less. Relatively speaking, Aiden is more honest.

"Fifteen percent." Aiden thought for a moment and said. Of course, he was referring to pure profit. In fact, the gross profit is at least 30% or more.

"I'll give you thirty percent." Zhu Muyun said in a deep voice.

In fact, if Felix had the goods now, even if the price doubled, he could only accept it. can save the lives of comrades, even if it costs a lot, Zhu Muyun will not hesitate.

"Thirty percent? Okay, I'll get in touch with Shanghai right away. Aiden said busily. Tom had promised him that if he needed a supply, he could provide it.

"Isn't it possible for the United States to produce weapons and medicines? You should supply directly from the United States. Zhu Muyun reminded.

"Zhu, don't be so greedy, it's already very good to be able to get goods from Shanghai. When the business is done, the next time the company's cars are shipped to China, we will organize a supply from the United States. Aiden said, looking for a market, Zhu Muyun is very good. But in trade, he is more professional than Zhu Muyun.

"Now, there is a buyer who urgently needs a batch of sulfonamides, can you get it?" Zhu Muyun said.

"Then I'll have to send a telegram to Shanghai, and I'll find out after I reply." Aiden said. He also didn't know if Tom would be able to honor his lie. Doing business should be based on integrity, if there is no integrity, business will not last long.

"Then hurry up, can you get a reply tomorrow?" Zhu Muyun asked.

"You don't have to wait until tomorrow, you can do it in the afternoon." Aiden said with a smile.

"In this way, in order not to lose time, you directly order a thousand dollars of sulfonamides and ask them to ship them as soon as possible." Zhu Muyun took out a check for $1,300 and handed it to Aiden.

"What if we don't have that many goods?" Aiden asked.

"Then there are as many goods as there are, and as many goods as there are. In addition, sulfonamides, weapons, these words could not appear in the telegram. Zhu Muyun reminded.

Aiden sends a telegram, it will take half a day over there, and it will take another half a day to come back. Another telegram will be sent, and it will take half a day. Moreover, the special high school is in the telegraph office, and there are "telecommunications" personnel. All telegrams, will be checked. If you find a sensitive word, you will be closely monitored.

If it comes into the eyes of the Japanese, it is unknown whether Aiden will be able to sell Ford cars, not to mention the arms and medicine business.

"Of course I know this, I made an agreement with Tom that if it was a weapon, I would need five Model T cars, and if it was a medicine, it would be six Model Y cars." Aiden said with a smile.

He and Tom were already very good friends when they were in the United States. We came to China not only to sell cars to China. They hope that they can earn the first pot of gold in their lives in China, an ancient oriental country.

"Okay, if you have a pistol, you can get me a batch. Of course, I don't have that much money on hand. However, as long as your goods arrive, I guarantee that within half a month, you will be able to sell 100 pieces. Zhu Muyun said firmly.

"I believe in you, my friend." Aiden looked at Zhu Muyun's check, and his heart was already happy.

One drug business is more profitable than selling two cars. Moreover, there is no after-sales service for medicines, and there is no warranty. As long as you change hands, you can make money in no time. He hopes that he can establish a closer connection with Zhu Muyun and make a lot of money in Guxing.

***

Shi Xixia came to the house and gave Zhu Muyun two big yellow croaker, Yumei, which should be reported to Wu Shangtian. Moreover, she also wants to make new contributions. In Zhu Muyun's house, she can't display her true talent.

As long as Zhu Muyun and Yu Xinyu are not at home, Yumei can be unscrupulous. She could open Zhu Muyun's safe at will, and at the same time, she could also enter Yu Xinyu's room. The whole family, for her, there are no secrets.

However, she didn't discover Zhu Muyun's secret. Zhu Muyun's undercover agent has one, a passage to the basement. It's just that the mechanism of the secret door is locked by the bookshelf in the study. And the bookshelf, too, is stuck.

Although Yumei has to go to the study every day, she still hasn't been able to discover the secret of the bookshelf. She looked closely, the first book on the shelf, and found nothing.

As usual, she picked up the phone at home and called An Qinghui directly to ask Wu Shangtian to meet. This kind of non-agreed meeting is only allowed by phone in the event of an emergency.

Yumei felt that she was absolutely safe. Zhu Muyun is a "non-professional" intelligence officer, who is not competent at all. And Yu Xinyu only dresses up every day, like a butterfly with flowers and branches. Zhu Muyun is in love with Xinyu's beauty, and Yu Xinyu does not have that unforgettable love for Zhu Muyun, more than that, just use.

"Hello, please pick me up two, three, four, six." Yumei picked up the phone and called Wu Shangtian.

"President Wu is not here, who are you?" It was a stranger who answered the phone.

"I'm his friend, where has he gone?" Yumei asked casually, Wu Shangtian is still the deputy director of the Political Security Bureau, perhaps, he went to Zhennan Hardware Factory, maybe.

"He's at the Deming Hotel today." The other party said.

Yumei was overjoyed, but at the same time, she was also very worried, these people in the Anqing Association did not have any concept of secrecy. Wu Shangtian's whereabouts, how can they be revealed casually? It's also good, cheap her.

Yumei didn't think much about it, picked up the phone, and dialed the switchboard of the French Concession Telephone Bureau: "Hello, give me the Deming Hotel." ”

"Okay."

"Deming Hotel? May I ask where Wu Shangtian is in? Yumei asked.

"I'm sorry, we can't disclose customer information." The front desk of the Deming Hotel is much more cautious than that of Anqinghui. The people who live in the Deming Hotel have status and status, and it is impossible for them to disclose the information of customers casually.

"I'm in a hurry with him, can you tell me his room number?" Yumei asked.

"I'm sorry." The answer was polite.

"Okay." Yumei said helplessly.

At this time, in the switchboard room of the French Concession Telephone Bureau, Yu Xinyu was wearing her ears and listening quietly to Yumei's call. She was shocked, she never expected that Yumei would be Wu Shangtian's person.