12dz Chapter 194: The Greedy Japs! Uncle Zhao: "200 million is too little, another 1 billion!"
Chapter 194: The Greedy Japs! Uncle Zhao: "200 million is too little, another 1 billion!"
Printing factory, conference room!
Chu Feng, Li Mingqiang, and Uncle Zhao Wu all held in their hands a few newly produced Japanese banknotes that still smelled of ink.
They correspond to the four denominations of 5 yuan, 10 yuan, 20 yuan and 100 yuan respectively.
The real name of the Japanese currency should be Japanese Bank Exchange Notes. For the sake of uniformity, we call it Japanese Yen.
"Let's go all out now. 200 million yen. How long will it take?"
After checking the imitations and the originals, Chu Feng couldn't find any difference between the imitations and the originals, so he looked at the director of the printing factory and asked.
"Commander, our production line is very advanced. It will cost 200 million yen and only take three days to complete."
"However, if we combine it with the other three currencies, it can be done in four days at most!"
Hearing Chu Feng's question, the printing factory director said confidently.
"Why?!!!"
"This speed is amazing!!!"
The words of the printing factory director made Chu Feng, Li Mingqiang, and Uncle Zhao's eyes light up. They originally thought that it would take at least more than a month, but who would have thought that it would only take four days.
"print!"
Chu Feng said without hesitation: "First print 200 million yen to spend. After all, it is the Japanese currency, we spend it on the Japanese homeland."
At this point, Chu Feng looked at Uncle Zhao Wu and said, "Uncle Wu, give us a specific value and have the printing factory work overtime to print it."
"Okay, Commander!"
Uncle Zhao nodded and turned to the director of the banknote printing factory. "When we get back, I'll have someone do some statistics and give you a specific number."
The banknote printing director nodded quickly and said, "Okay, Director Zhao!"
After looking at the printed Japanese yen, everyone took a set home as a souvenir and left without disturbing everyone's work at the printing factory.
The fact that printing factories can imitate other countries' currencies should naturally not be publicized. Once this is publicized, it will attract the attention and vigilance of other countries.
This thing is to sneak into the village quietly, don't shoot.
At the same time, in order to control the news, only Chu Feng and his group, as well as relevant personnel from the printing factory, knew about it.
After returning to Yuan County, Chu Feng immediately called a meeting of people from the Finance and Taxation Bureau, as well as people from all walks of life. The agenda was simple, which was to finalize the layout of the local currency issued by the Jinsui Chaji Special City.
The meeting started at 5 pm and ended at 12 am.
After a series of discussions and selections, it was finally decided that the local currency of the special city would be called the Saibei Anti-Japanese Currency, or Saibei Currency for short.
The Saibei currency has a total of nine denominations, with the largest denomination being 100 yuan, followed by 50 yuan, 20 yuan, 10 yuan, 5 yuan, 1 yuan, 5 cents, 1 cents and 1 cent.
All Saibei currency is paper money, there are no coins or the like. Among them, the front image of the 100-yuan Saibei currency is the main gate of Saibei University, and the back is the Great Wall.
After the layout is finalized, it is sent to the printing factory. As for how to add the anti-counterfeiting mark, it is up to the printing factory to handle it.
Four days later, 2 million yen was printed and sent to the No. 1 Airport as soon as possible.
Day 5, Airport 1.
"Fifth Uncle, we are waiting for your good news at home!"
Looking at Uncle Zhao Wu, Chu Feng said with a smile.
"Commander, just wait for my good news!"
Uncle Zhao Wu was full of confidence. He was already used to business trips, but this was his first time traveling so far to the southernmost port city in China.
At this point, Uncle Zhao paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "We still have over seven tons of special Japanese yen paper, enough to print about 60 billion yen."
"Our paper mill is also producing it. It won't be long before we master the production process for Japanese Yen paper. We have plenty of firepower at our disposal."
"I went there this time with only one goal: to test the waters first and prepare for the subsequent flooding. If we don't completely destroy the Japanese economy and prices and prevent their domestic inflation from soaring, it would be a disservice to the technology we have."
Looking at Uncle Zhao Wu’s confident face, everyone laughed.
Uncle Zhao Wu, with the farewell of Chu Feng and others, left for the port city with 1 million yen in cash, boarded three C-54 transport planes and a company of elite troops.
Uncle Zhao acted quickly. After arriving at the port city, he used the channels he had opened up previously and 2 million yen entered the Japanese mainland in various ways.
The Japanese may not have a large territory, but after all, it is an industrial country.
2 million yen sounds like a lot, but this batch of counterfeit yen that looked like real money was spent through various channels within a week.
Although more than 40% of the yen will be earned by various channels, the remaining 60% is still a lot, a full 120 million yen.
Of the 120 million yen, 100 million was used to purchase supplies, and 20 million yen was used to hire merchant ships from the Japanese and the United States to transport the purchased supplies.
Half a month later!
The last ship of this batch of supplies left the Japanese homeland and headed for Southeast Asian countries for transit and loading and unloading.
"Hahahaha!"
In a mansion in Hong Kong City, Uncle Zhao Wu was very excited.
The cost of printing 200 million yen was less than 100,000 US dollars. Taking into account the various arrangements, it was exchanged for 100 million yen worth of materials. The exchange rate between the yen and the US dollar was 3.5:1, so 100 million yen was equal to 29 million US dollars.
$100,000 for $30 million, that’s a huge profit!
"Send a telegram home and tell them that 200 million yen is not enough. Ask them to print another 1 billion yen and send it over." Uncle Zhao said to the people who followed him with high spirits.
"At the same time, send back the list of supplies we purchased this time."
After hearing Uncle Zhao Wu's words, the people who followed him also looked happy. They immediately responded that they understood and quickly left to send a telegram.
Yuan County!
Headquarters of the 1st Independent Division.
"Teacher, Commander!"
"Fifth uncle sent good news!"
Chu Feng, who was busy, suddenly heard Li Mingqiang's voice. He put down the pen in his hand and looked up at Li Mingqiang who was walking hurriedly.
"Teacher, look!"
Li Mingqiang handed the telegram in his hand to Chu Feng, unable to hide the smile on his face.
"Um?!"
Chu Feng took it after hearing this, and then he looked at it while calling Li Mingqiang, saying: "Old Li, sit down, sit down!"
"hiss!"
As soon as he finished saying this, he couldn't sit still anymore!
"Goodness, how long has it been?"
"Two hundred million yen, are they just spent like that? And all the supplies have left the Japanese mainland?"
Chu Feng said in surprise, "At most, it's been less than a month. No, to be exact, it's 22 days."
Looking at Chu Feng, who was in shock and disbelief, Li Mingqiang smiled and said, "Commander, who said it wasn't true? I was also shocked when I saw it."
"We originally thought that it would take about a month for the Japanese to quietly digest these 2 million yen."
"But who would have thought that corruption was rampant in the Japanese country, and these guys were willing to risk their lives for money."
"The money was spent in less than a week, and the supplies were shipped out in half a month."
At this point, Li Mingqiang couldn't help but sigh, "It seems our ancestors were right. Money makes the world go round. This is true not only in our country, but also in other countries."
"hehe!"
Listening to Li Mingqiang's sigh, Chu Feng chuckled, and the surprise on his face eased a lot. He said, "Everyone likes money and power, and the Japanese are no exception."
At this point, Chu Feng pointed to Uncle Zhao Wu's report on the telegram and said, "Although 100 million yen was spent on making arrangements with various parties and opening up channels, in the end we only got 100 million, it was still worth it."
"For us, 2 million yen only costs $10, which includes not only labor wages but also transportation costs."
"After this channel is opened, we won't have to spend so much next time. We only need to spend 2 million on the 3 million, and 3 million as shipping fee, so we can make more money."
"For us, we don't have to worry about the Japanese being greedy. The greedier they are, the more money we make."
Li Mingqiang smiled when he heard this and said, "That's right, Commander!"
He pointed at the telegram and said, "For example, among the supplies Uncle Zhao Wu bought this time, there were 105 large, medium and small transport ships. These were all used by the Japanese themselves, and they were actually sold directly."
"In addition, a lot of mechanical equipment was directly dismantled and transported away." Speaking of this, Li Mingqiang didn't know what to say. After a moment of silence, he could only say: "I can only say that these little devils are willing to sacrifice their lives for money!"
"Hahaha!"
Chu Feng looked at Li Mingqiang, who didn't know what to say. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Don't think the Japanese are stupid. The 1 million yen was turned into real money after changing hands."
"When we buy it, we pay a huge premium and also bribe it."
"Why would they be afraid to sell old ships and equipment at this price? Even if they were found out, they would say they were exchanging old for new and were in the process of upgrading their equipment."
Having said that, Chu Feng put down the telegram in his hand and said, "Okay, don't worry about this."
"Uncle Zhao Wu asked us to print another 10 billion yen. Call the printing factory and ask them to work overtime immediately."
Hearing Chu Feng's words, Li Mingqiang nodded slightly and said, "Okay, Commander!"
"Ok!"
Chu Feng's voice sounded again, saying: "In addition, the 1 million yen worth of goods will soon arrive at the port for unloading. You must keep an eye on it and ensure that the transportation routes for the materials are unobstructed."
"If necessary, we can request air force escort."
Li Mingqiang nodded again and said, "Okay, Commander, I will handle this matter personally."
Li Mingqiang didn't stop and turned around to do his work.
Chu Feng took the telegram, thought for a while, grabbed the pen, and began to write a telegram to Uncle Zhao Wu.
Half an hour later, this telegram flew via telegram to the hands of Uncle Zhao Wu in Gangcheng.
"Fifth Uncle, the division commander sent a telegram!"
Soon the telegram was delivered to Uncle Zhao Wu. Uncle Zhao asked the others to leave, and he took out the code book and translated the telegram.
"Fifth Uncle, compared to 2 million yen, 10 billion yen is a lot of money. To prevent the Japanese from noticing, I suggest we buy a large amount of different kinds of supplies and act as a middleman. We can then sell these supplies to those small countries in exchange for their agricultural products, etc."
"At the same time, we exchanged Japanese yen for a certain amount of other currencies and used these currencies to do business with other foreigners."
"For the Japanese domestic market, we must take our time, like boiling a frog in warm water, rather than rushing into a quick victory. A quick victory would be detrimental to our plan to destroy the Japanese economy and monetary system."
Looking at the telegram sent by Chu Feng, Uncle Zhao Wu fell silent, thought for a moment, and nodded slightly: "Indeed, take your time and do it slowly, like boiling a frog in warm water. I am a little impatient!"