Anton is a lively place, although because of the war so that the originally thriving timber business plummeted, but the construction of the Antongfeng railway has made countless road construction workers flock to come, every day when work, these men who fled from Shandong changed the embarrassed appearance of the past, wearing the overalls on the railway, with a big grin with the ticket just issued, shouting five and six at the small stalls of the large and small wine shops in the county, one by one drunk dizzy, full of redness; The men drank, and the women who followed and waited also walked around the market, or pulled a few feet of flower cloth, or weighed a few taels of rock sugar, and after grinding and haggling, they took out a cloth bag made of folded handkerchiefs from their arms, opened it carefully, revealed the colorful tickets inside, and took out a few old ones to pay the bill according to the agreed price, and then carefully wrapped the handkerchief back and put it firmly in his arms.

Zhang Kun sat in the car, looking at the tickets in the hands of those people through the half-closed glass window, with indescribable satisfaction on his face, it was the ticket of the Kanto Bank, and the whole Anton was circulating this new silver ticket. "As long as I have the right to issue money, I don't care who controls the law." Zhang Kun couldn't help but think of this sentence he learned in the training class before, which used to make people feel excited, but now he ...... After a few months of experience, he understood that it is not so easy to master the right to issue currency, you need to have power, money, and guns!

"Uncle Wen, have you arrived?" Zhang Kun straightened out the crumpled suit because he had sat for too long, and asked again.

"Young Master, it's almost here! Today, there is a sports day in the city school, and now the streets are full of students. The gray-haired old man next to the driver turned around and replied, he is the old man of the Zhang family, Zhang Kun inexplicably mixed in Shanghai for a period of time and then established a business in the Northeast, the old people around his father were dug up by him, as if he wanted to build another Zhang Ji Qian Zhuang in this place outside the pass, but after Uncle Wen came over who was at home for a long time. Only then did I find out that this was not Zhang Ji Qianzhuang more than 20 years ago, but a bank countless times larger than the previous Qianzhuang, and the rest of the people were very happy that the young master had broken into such a big situation outside the gate, but Uncle Wen thought differently, he only felt the danger in this, and after several attempts and persuasions were rejected by Zhang Kun, he was silent and carefully did what he had to do. At this time, Bai Siwen looked at the young face of the young master in the back seat from the glass mirror in the car, and sighed with indescribable emotion. If the old man is still there......

"Oh, it's a student!" Since the Chinese Education Association entered the Northeast the year before last, new schools have been set up in all counties in Dongbian Province, and through the general ledger of Guò Bank, Zhang Kun can probably guess that this Chinese Education Association is also a subordinate organization of the Fuxing Association. He looked at the students in front of him in school uniforms and in line, and the slight impatience in his heart dissipated a lot.

"I want to learn from Frye. Fryeology? "I felt like I was going to be late. Bai Siwen sat next to the foreigner driver and said to the driver in the only foreign language he knew.

The foreign driver was already accustomed to his mutated English, nodded hurriedly, and poked his head out to look at the black bodyguard running forward next to the car, and said hello with a hippie smile.

The elated students quickly crossed the street, and the car kept moving forward. Finally, he drove to the gate of the Shahe Town New Year Guild on Caishen Temple Street, and only then did he carefully stop at the parking space that had been reserved between the rows of sedan chairs. Under Bai Siwen's service, Zhang Kun got out of the car - he actually didn't like this American car that cost 2,500 dollars to support the scene, and he was not used to the group of black bodyguards behind him. It's just that according to Mr. Du, you are opening a bank, and if you don't have money, you have to have money, and if you don't make the scene bigger, who will save money and who will take out loans? So he had to ride a car every day to swagger through the city.

"Ahh Master Zhang is here. Please! Please! Hearing the sound of the carriage outside, the guild directors who were waiting inside came out after a while, and when they saw Zhang Kun get out of the car, they hurriedly came up to salute, as for the Kunlun slaves behind Zhang Kun, everyone was used to it.

Zhang Kun also arched his hand and said: "Morning masters, it's too late to come down." As he spoke, he took a step, stepping over the rotten threshold, through the rusty wooden-clad iron-clad guild gate, and heading inside.

Although Zhang Kun was too young, the two directors still stammered, and when Zhang Kun entered the courtyard and had not yet arrived in the hall, they hurriedly followed behind and whispered: "Master Zhang, that ...... last time"

The businessmen didn't say too much, Zhang Kun laughed when he heard this, "It's good, it's good!" Don't worry, two masters, there will be a letter before the fifteenth day of this month, and someone will go to your mansion at that time......"

"Ah...... Then this is ......" The elder director was indescribably happy, "If Master Zhang is free tomorrow evening, please gather in Chunyuan to talk about it." ”

"This ......" I couldn't imagine that such an honest person would go to that kind of place, Zhang Kun muttered in his heart, but he had already entered the inner hall at this time, and hurriedly said: "The inner person is at home, Master Wang, let's change the day, another day." ”

With the arrival of Zhang Kun, the directors who were waiting in the hall hurriedly stood up, Zhang Kun first bowed to the statue of Zhao Gongming in the hall, and then greeted them one by one, at this time, Zhang Kecheng, the premier of the guild who had been waiting on the side, smiled and said: "Master Zhang, is it still business as usual today?" ”

"This, the Shanghai side fell by three millimeters today, let's follow this. Everything else is business as usual. Zhang Kun looked at everyone's expectant faces and said with a smile that this was not very good news.

Sure enough, the directors after hearing the news were all disappointed, and the bigger the business, the more disappointed the directors, not that they didn't understand this truth, but just more strange. "It hasn't fallen so fast in the past few years, has it? What's going on this year? ”

"Yes! It's only been three months, is there such a quick harvest of cocoons? ”

"This is not a cocoon to fall, Jiangnan spring tea has long come up, as long as the harvest of agricultural goods in the season, this foreign li (the proportion of local silver to overseas silver dollars, because it often rises and falls between suddenly, milli, centi, so it is called foreign li. There is nothing that does not fall. I remember that Lord Hu was forced to die like this back then, and none of those foreigners had a good heart. I advise you, it's better to put all the goods in your hands as soon as possible, and buy some foreign goods as soon as possible. "The one who spoke was Wang Shizhong, the vice premier of the guild who greeted Zhang Kun just now, he is a business family, he has been doing grain trading since his grandparents, and as long as he is doing soybean meal business on the ground in Dongbian Road, he doesn't know this person. Because he often pulls soybeans to Shanghai to trade, Mr. Wang understands the situation in Jiangnan very well.

Zhang Kun heard someone talk about Hu Xueyan's old story. There was a shock in my heart, and I hurriedly took a sip of tea in a trance, and at this time, the subordinates of the directors of the guild had already run back with the news that today's foreign li had fallen by three millimeters, and only the directors in the guild were silently chirping and still talking about the continuous decline of foreign li. Looking at their appearance, Zhang Kun couldn't help but feel that he was really bored to come like this every day, but although he was bored, he still had to come, according to the convention, as the owner of Anton's largest bank, especially in Shanghai, the daily rise and fall of foreign money, as well as the proportion of various official posts, Qiang posts, silver coins, and bank bills were all up to him to decide. It's after all. At present, China's money industry is chaotic, there are countless currencies, and it is often impossible to collect only one kind of money when opening a door to do business, so the ratio of exchange to huàn between various currencies is extremely important, every morning. The guild doesn't finalize the proportion of foreign cents and various money tickets, so the store in Andong City doesn't know how to set the price and collect money when it opens.

It's just that. In Zhang Kun's opinion. This thing is too prosaic, and the sword and sword behind the money industry are not visible to ordinary people, such as foreign centi, which is clearly said to be one or two silver to huàn a triangular and six cents of foreign dollars, but under the operation of foreign banks such as HSBC, this ratio is constantly changing. And every change is in favor of foreign exporters, ten millimeters is only a millimeter, ten millimeters is only a centimeter, ten centimeters is only a point. Don't look at this inconspicuous centimeter, the cumulative calculation is not a small amount, and more important is not the loss of silver two pairs of silver dollars, but because of the tightening of the entire money industry, so that the people have to sell tea and silkworm cocoons at a low price.

When Zhang Kun was thinking about these rights and wrongs, Zhang Kecheng, the premier of the guild next to him, came over, although he was much older than Zhang Kun, but every time he faced Zhang Kun, the old man Zhang Kecheng was still polite: "Xingjian, there was another matter yesterday, everyone wants to discuss with you." ”

"Master Zhang, please speak."

"Yesterday afternoon, the Japanese people came to the mountain meeting."

"Takayama will pass?" Zhang Kun turned out this person from his mind, "Isn't he a military and political official, does he want to join the guild?" ”

"Hey. Even if you join the club, you don't dare to accept it. "Master Zhang thought about the fierce little nose, his head wrinkled, he said extremely tangled, he understood the difficulty of the Japanese, "He came to ask why our guild didn't accept Japanese tickets, and said that if he didn't accept Japanese tickets, he would be a detective with a big nose or something......"

According to the rough statistics of the Renaissance Association, from the middle of last year to the present, the amount of military hand tickets issued by the Japanese has exceeded 150 million yuan, and it is estimated that it will exceed 200 million yuan by the end of the war. So many military stamps flooded the currency market in the northeast, so that the official post that had been occupied by the Russians in the Eastern Province was gradually squeezed out of the market.

"What did Master Zhang say?" Zhang Kun said with a smile.

"What else can I say, of course I won't agree." Master Zhang said loudly, but the confidence in his heart is insufficient, he yesterday pushed the matter of 365 to the directors, today he came to Zhang Kun to find support, according to the news he inquired, this new Zhejiang, not to mention in Anton, is in Fengtian and the relationship between the capital is also extremely hard.

"Oh, I was sent away by Master Zhang like this, hehe, then it's okay, isn't it." Zhang Kun didn't want to get involved in Japanese affairs at all.

"But, but ......" Master Zhang accidentally put himself in, "Virtuous nephew, this Japanese is not easy to deal with, I estimate that he is not as big as the previous one, and besides, he is a new official, he always has to burn a few fires, if he is ......"

Before Master Zhang finished speaking, the gate of the guild courtyard was pushed open with a "bang", and several black bodyguards brought by Zhang Kun saw that the people were menacing, and immediately loaded the shotguns with a "click", but Bai Siwen immediately stopped their actions as soon as they saw people.

"Haha, it turns out that everyone is here, Yoxi, Yoxi." Escorted by several Japanese soldiers, a Japanese officer walked through the courtyard gate and went directly to the inner hall.

"Chairman Zhang, have you discussed the issue of the military ticket that the contemptible people said yesterday?" The Japanese officer, who was missing an arm, was in his thirties, with a black face and thin eyes. The expression on his face couldn't help but remind Zhang Kun of the foreign wolf dogs in the bank who eat raw meat every day.

"Ahh High... Tall ...... This one... We are still discussing the matter of military tickets...... "Zhang Kecheng said yesterday that he would discuss the matter of accepting military tickets with the directors of the meeting, which was originally a prevarication, but who would have thought that this tenacious Japan would really be killed today, which made him panic for a while.

"Then you can discuss, the contemptible people are waiting here, in order to prevent the horse thieves from encroaching, the contemptible troops have protected the courtyard of the Chamber of Commerce, don't worry." Gao Shanhui said very politely, but the meaning of the words made the legs of the guild directors standing unhelp shaking a few times. What the Japanese were like when dealing with dissidents can be seen by the fate of the landlords who were unwilling to sell their land when the railroad was being built last year -- they were all shot in the name of Russian detectives!

Zhang Kun looked at the Japanese soldiers in the courtyard. I couldn't help but feel nervous, but after coming to the Northeast, after all, I had seen blood - it was difficult for such a huge rich money bank boss to make water bandits and bandits not make up their minds, and he still had a lot of confidence, except for the ten black bodyguards in the courtyard, there was a sharpshooter pointed at any place he had been to in an invisible place. He took another sip of tea. Then he stood up and said to the people standing in the hall, "Gentlemen. Take the next step first. Accused. Then he went out of the synagogue. He was on his side, and the bodyguards in the courtyard all escorted him and surrounded him in the middle.

Gao Shan Huitong had already seen Zhang Kun, who was sitting in the hall and did not know how to speak, he had long heard of the owner of Anton's largest bank, the huge amount of money, the extremely hard background, and the good relations with the United States and the British consuls, this qiē had to make him pay attention to the young businessmen in China.

"Your Excellency. The Chamber of Commerce is deliberating on the acceptance of the Great Japanese Military Ticket, and it would be too inopportune to leave now. ”

"There are still important matters in the downside, isn't everyone deliberating, as long as the prime minister notifies the results. In the next farewell! With that, he walked to the gate of the courtyard under the escort of the bodyguard.

Takayama Huitong is a rookie after all. He didn't know anything about the money industry at all, after all, Japan was different from China, how could there be such a mess of silver money and banknotes, he couldn't understand that as long as Zhang Kun's Kwantung Bank didn't accept military tickets from various money banks and directors, these directors would not dare to accept this kind of waste paper even if they were closed. When the Japanese soldiers at the gate of the courtyard stopped Zhang Kun and his party, Cao Chang, the Japanese soldier who led the team, looked at Takayama Huitong, these blacks were much taller than themselves, and they didn't know their opponents when they fought against two Japanese with their pure bodies.

Seeing that the other party had made up his mind, Gao Shan Huitong waved his hand, and the Japanese soldiers at the gate of the courtyard let go of this group, Zhang Kun walked to the courtyard gate, turned around and arched his hand towards the courtyard, and then disappeared as soon as he withdrew.

The protagonist has left, and the directors in the guild are deflated, although this is not the most satisfactory result for them, but this is better than Zhang Kun promising the Japanese to collect military tickets in front of him, and then tricking everyone behind his back. Zhang Kecheng watched Zhang Kun leave, his eyes swept over the changed faces of more than a dozen directors, and whispered to Zhang Pichun beside him: "You also go out, let the wind go, and let the whole city go on strike!" ”

"Ah, master......" Zhang Pichun is just a small businessman, because he is the same as Prime Minister Zhang Kecheng, he was pulled into the Chamber of Commerce and became the prime minister's subordinate, he doesn't quite understand what the master means.

"If you go out dressed up, the Japanese won't stop you, and when you go out, you will let the wind go everywhere, and say that the guild is surrounded by the Japanese, and they want the merchants in the city to only accept military tickets, and all other silver money and banknotes will not be collected, otherwise they will be punished as Russian detectives." Now that Zhang Kun, the big money owner from Zhejiang, is gone, he will not collect military tickets, he has a hard background, the Japanese dare not move, Zhang Kecheng is just a person, the background is limited, he can only muddy the water, let those small merchants and hawkers use themselves as sandbags to relieve the current predicament.

Even if the businessman is naturally shrewd, otherwise Zhang Kecheng would not have taken him to join the club, Zhang Pichun immediately knew how this thing should be operated when he heard this, he responded softly, and lowered his head and looked like a subordinate, and went out in fear.

Zhang Kecheng watched Zhang Pichun drill through the courtyard gate of the Japanese handle, and when he just breathed a sigh of relief, Wang Shizhong, who was standing next to him, also exhaled softly, and the two relieved men glanced at each other, and when their eyes met, they all understood.

When the directors in the courtyard were forced to discuss by the Japanese, Zhang Kun was already sitting in a foreign car, and the car drove forward slowly, and the black bodyguards on both sides followed closely with guns.

"Young Master......" Bai Siwen, who was sitting in the front row, wanted to say something, but stopped again.

"It's going to be fine!" Zhang Kun comforted.

"Young master......" Bai Siwen still wanted to say something, but he stopped again when he saw Zhang Kun's mouth pressed hard from the glass, he knew very well what the temper of this young master was, he was very much like the master, but unlike the old man, the hatred accumulated for twenty-two years made the young master's actions more bold and decisive, what kind of person was behind him Bai Siwen didn't dare to imagine, but looking at the young master's words and deeds, the huge force behind him had completely controlled the young master's heart, so he didn't know what to say, and he didn't dare to say anything.

The silence in the carriage was interrupted by a running man outside, "That's Zhang Kecheng's relative, right?" Zhang Kun said.

"Yes, it's his distant relative, it seems to be called Zhang Pichun, how did he come out......"

"It's good to come out, it looks like things are starting to get fun." Zhang Kun laughed rarely, "Uncle Wen, there is still a new tea from Hangzhou that arrived a few days ago in the car, right?" ”

"Yes, it's in the box behind you."

"Then let's turn around and go to the U.S. consulate." Zhang Kun said with certainty, he can conclude that this Zhang Pichun ran so fast after coming out, he must be going to do something, and he was very happy to add a fire to it. (To be continued......)