Chapter Seventy-One: Helplessness
Duanmuqiang originally wanted to listen to Zhu Muyun's so-called high-minded talk, but as soon as he heard his words about making money, he immediately showed a sneering look. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoThe so-called money makes money, needless to say, he also knows, isn't it just to borrow three points of interest, and then go to usury?
"I won't listen to your high arguments. Guarantee, please forgive the Duanmu family for not being able to do anything. Duanmuqiang picked up the tea on the coffee table, took a sip, and said.
"Since my uncle is embarrassed, it doesn't hurt if you don't guarantee it." Zhu Muyun got up and said, people have already served tea to send guests, if he doesn't leave, it will be uninteresting.
"No." Duanmu Qiang nodded slightly, since Zhu Muyun was interested, he would not make a face again.
"I'll send you." Duanmu Zhenzuo didn't speak from beginning to end, but the person was invited by him, so he naturally had to send it out.
"Duanmu Zhenzuo, you don't need to say much, it's understandable for my uncle to refuse." Zhu Muyun didn't wait for Duanmu Zhenzuo to speak, waved his hand, and said.
"Thank you for understanding." Duanmu Zhenzuo was embarrassed to say that he originally thought that his father should not refuse. But he didn't expect that Zhu Muyun's identity disgusted his father.
"Farewell." Zhu Muyun arched his hand.
When he went out, Zhu Muyun saw a man in a long robe entering the Gu family's compound through the side door. The man was in his thirties, with a thin face with a cleanly shaved and bronzed complexion. The two glanced at each other, and the man stared at Zhu Muyun with a sharp gaze, like a knife.
"Father, Mr. Zhou is here." Duanmu Zhenzuo received the report from the housekeeper and immediately notified Duanmu Qiang.
"Invite him to the study." Duanmuqiang said in surprise that this was very different from receiving Zhu Muyun with an attitude.
"Mr. Zhou." Duanmu Qiang personally greeted him at the door of the study.
"Mr. Duanmu, don't come unharmed?" Zhou Ming arched his hand and asked with a smile.
"Everything is fine, your goods are ready and ready to be shipped away." Duanmuqiang said that Zhou Ming was from the New Fourth Army, and he had already guessed this. The other party's quantity is large, but the price is very low, but he is happy to do such a business.
The saddest thing for businessmen in this era is not that business is bleak, but that the country is in turmoil. The foreign invasion, in particular, made him feel so powerless. He started from scratch, and it took decades to have such a net worth. If it is a peaceful year, he can do his business all over China. But now, the cloth of the Duanmu family is difficult to produce even Gu Xing.
"A hundred pieces of cloth are not enough, we have to add a hundred." Zhou Ming said that the size of the troops is getting bigger and bigger, and the previous hundred pieces of cloth are not enough for all the fighters to wear military uniforms. Moreover, winter is coming soon, and the warriors must have enough cotton clothing.
"The cloth is not the problem, the question is how do you ship it out?" Duanmuqiang said that he suddenly remembered Zhu Muyun, if he could just give Zhu Muyun a guarantee, maybe this batch of cloth would not be a problem.
"Problems will always be solved." Zhou Ming said slowly, if it really doesn't work, you have to rely on the power of the underground party.
"Old and incompetent, I can't help you more, you can look at the sample cloth." Duanmuqiang took out a piece of white cloth and said helplessly.
"Mr. Duanmu, don't you want gray?" Zhou Ming was stunned when he saw the white cloth.
"If the gray cloth is gone, do you think it can be transported out of the city? If you take this kind of cloth back and work on it, it will soon turn into gray cloth. Duanmuqiang lit an alcohol stove and put a small basin of water on it, and after the water was boiled, he soaked the cloth in it.
It didn't take long for the white cloth to turn gray. Zhou Ming showed a look of satisfaction on his face, and Duanmu Qiang took great pains to facilitate transportation.
"That's just one aspect, if you boil the water dry, you'll end up with only salt. I've heard that you're short on materials and short on salt. Duanmu Qiang said.
"Mr. Duanmu, thank you so much." Zhou Ming excitedly held Duanmuqiang's hand, not only bought cloth, but also solved the problem of salt, which was really a double win.
"The hundred pieces of cloth you added will be delivered in two days, will you take them all at once, or will you take them in batches?" Duanmu asked.
"Take it in batches, and get five horses today." Zhou Ming said.
Zhou Ming went to Duanmu's warehouse to pick up the goods, and when he arrived at the door of the warehouse, he suddenly heard a rumbling sound in the sky. When I looked up, a "dark cloud" flew into the sky. When I looked closely, I realized that it was an airplane.
"Chinese planes!" Someone shouted excitedly.
Everyone put down what they were doing, raised their heads, and looked nervously at the sky. Some even climbed to the roof to see with their own eyes how the Chinese planes defeated the Japanese planes. Since the national army withdrew from Guxing, they have been looking forward to the national army coming back every day.
The expected air battle did not appear, and the planes did not enter the city. The main target of the planes of the national army this time was the Japanese airfield. Because of the accurate airport plan, not only was there a larger number of planes in this air raid, but also the division of labor was clear when bombing, and each plane had its own target.
Soon, explosions were heard in the direction of the airfield. Soon after, a series of violent explosions were even more deafening. But in everyone's eyes, there is only joy. Including Zhou Ming, the same is true for the Japanese army, every defeat of the Japanese army is a victory for the Chinese nation. Their strength is weakened by one point, and the strength of the Chinese army is relatively stronger.
The air raids inflicted heavy losses on the Japanese army, and what was certainly followed was a blockade of the entire city. Going out of town at this time is definitely not a good choice.
Soon, martial law began throughout the city. And, there's bad news. Because the Economic Department has just been established and is being handed over to the former Self-Defense Forces, all goods during this period cannot enter or leave. I heard that it will be three days before the Economic Department will begin to take over, and at that time, the cargo passage will be restored.
Zhou Ming only entered the city today, and his identity naturally can't stay in a hotel. Now, he can only contact the Guxing Underground Party.
But Duanmuqiang was also very worried when he heard that Zhou Ming did not pick up the goods. The bombing of the Japanese airfield by the national army was a good thing. But then came martial law throughout the city. Moreover, even if Zhou Ming picked up the goods, he would not be able to leave the city until three days later. Duanmuqiang went to inquire, and now the goods in and out of the city are inspected by the Economic Department of the Police Department.
"Really, Mr. Zhou has a batch of goods to be shipped to Hexi, do you want to go find Zhu Muyun?" Duanmuqiang thought about it for a long time in the study, and he had always disdained to deal with people in the police station. But now Zhou Ming's goods must have a relationship before they can be shipped out.
"Father, you just kicked people out, and now you want me to beg him to do something, I'm afraid it's not good." Duanmu said.
"As long as he can make Mr. Zhou's goods go out of the city smoothly, I am willing to vouch for him." Duanmu Qiang sighed and said helplessly.