usatvline Chapter 187 Where Did This Guy Come From
Chapter 187 Where Did This Guy Come From
On the way to the International Settlement, Chen Yang's heart could not calm down for a long time.
At that time, domestic collectors were not familiar with the name Picasso due to lack of information.
Furthermore, because of the inherent xenophobia of the Chinese people, in their impression, Chinese paintings are always superior to Western paintings.
Therefore, even some famous foreign paintings are not popular among many people in the country.
Only those who have studied abroad may understand the value of the name Picasso.
Naturally, the hooligans in Xiaotongqiao would not understand how much two large boxes of Picasso albums would be worth in the future.
Moreover, if it were not for the name Picasso, the techniques of his paintings would not be considered top-notch.
In the eyes of some masters, this brushwork and technique are even a bit immature.
The car arrived at Mattelon Trading Company, Chen Yang got out of the car and went up to the second floor as if he was familiar with the place.
"Hey, Mr. Chen, why are you here? Those equipments didn't arrive in Shanghai so quickly." Seeing Chen Yang coming, the boss Bernard was obviously a little surprised.
Some time ago, Chen Yang came to us and asked to order a batch of oil refining production lines.
In today's world, the most reassuring equipment technology is naturally the Third Reich's technology.
Moreover, the Third Reich is very rigorous in its work. Not only does it provide installation, it also sends professional engineers to provide on-site guidance.
The main point is great value for money.
"Mr. Bernard, you misunderstood. I'm not here to urge the production line," Chen Yang said with a smile, "I'm here to talk to you about the same old business."
"Oh, Boss Chen can get tungsten ore again?" Bernard seemed quite excited.
"I want more this time. I wonder if Mr. Bernard can help me?" Chen Yang said with a smile.
"Ask for more. How much do you want, Boss Chen?"
Chen Yang stretched out five fingers.
"Five hundred tons?" Bernard was slightly stunned.
"No. Five thousand tons, one year's share."
"What?" Bernard was instantly confused.
Five thousand tons of black sand ore. Even after all the years of business between the Nationalist government and the Third Reich, they never got that much.
Even though he knew that Chen Yang's current identity was very important, Bernard was not sure whether what the other party said was true or false.
"Mr. Chen, do you know how much 5,000 tons of black sand ore costs?"
"You are so arrogant. I doubt whether you can do it."
Chen Yang smiled and said, "Mr. Bernard, I know you have some concerns."
"To be honest, mining the black sand mine is not difficult at all. Even if it's only ten tons a day, it's still easy to do as long as there is enough manpower."
"The reason why there weren't so many black sand mines that could be traded before was that there were no suitable transportation channels."
"Secondly, there is no suitable buyer. If we want to ship this thing to Shanghai and hand it over to you, we will have to take a huge risk."
“But now it’s different,”
"I can easily deliver it from its place of origin to Shanghai."
"After all, the entire southern transportation network is under my control."
"If you want to do this business, you have to prepare the corresponding materials in advance."
"Moreover, according to our previous agreement, I hope your country can provide arms worth three and a half million U.S. dollars."
"This..." Bernard hesitated.
You have to know that the biggest transaction between the Nationalist government and them was just the purchase of arms for 8 million US dollars.
The first thing Chen Yang said was a big deal worth 3.5 million US dollars.
"Promise him." At this moment, a warm voice came from the office door.
A figure appeared at the office door.
He was a well-mannered middle-aged German man with an upright posture and elegant manners.
He has an elegant taste in clothing. His dark grey suit is ironed very neatly, and paired with an exquisite tie and leather shoes, he gives off a neat and professional impression.
His face had clear contours and distinct lines. On his high nose bridge rested a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. Through the lenses, his eyes revealed intelligence and wisdom.
"Hello, Mr. Chen, let me introduce myself. My name is Feldman." Feldman's voice was low and magnetic, and the smile on his face was warm and friendly, making people feel extremely comfortable and relaxed.
You can feel a kind of restrained confidence and calmness in him, as if everything is under his control.
Where did this come from?
The information displayed by the other party surprised Chen Yang even more.
"Fellman, nationality, Germany, rank, colonel, affiliation, Far East Intelligence Station SIS Special Operations Department."
"Boss Chen, let me introduce you," Bernard seemed to have great respect for Feldman.
Seeing him come in, he quickly stood up and said, "This Mr. Feldmann is the chief translator of the German Empire."
"Translator?" This position could actually influence such a big business.
Chen Yang looked at Bernard with a mocking look. Even a dog wouldn't believe such a reason...
"Mr. Chen, don't worry. If I say it's possible, it must be possible," Feldman said with as much confidence as ever.
"That's great." Chen Yang smiled and said, "Since Mr. Feldman can make the decision, then this matter is settled."
"I'll go ahead. If everything goes well, the first batch of supplies will arrive in Shanghai in a week."
"Of course, I also hope that after the supplies arrive, I can see what I want."
"Mr. Chen, don't leave in a hurry," Feldman said with a smile, "Three and a half million dollars of arms is not a problem."
"But I can only promise you to supply you with a certain number of rifles, machine guns, and a small number of heavy machine guns."
"As for large-scale weapons, such as howitzers, tanks, and airplanes, I'm afraid these things cannot be included in the transaction scope."
Chen Yang was stunned for a moment, and kept smiling bitterly in his heart. This guy thinks too highly of me.
I do want planes, tanks, and howitzers, but the problem is how to transport them.
Guns and other things won't attract attention in Shanghai, but if you bring back a bunch of airplanes,
I'm afraid that thing will be taken away by the gendarmerie before it even leaves the cargo ship.
Moreover, given China's current technological level and combat environment, it is simply impossible to exert the maximum combat effectiveness.
Not to mention anything else, how many generals in the current National Army and the Red Party understand the coordination between infantry and tanks, let alone the ground-to-air coordination and the three-in-one combat method.
"Mr. Feldman, don't worry. These things are not within my purchase range."
"I just need enough rifles, machine guns and bullets. If you can be kind enough to give me some marching equipment, that would be great."
Feldman smiled and said, "These are not problems. It seems that Mr. Chen is a very good partner."
"Don't worry, I will do my best to help you coordinate,"
"That's great," Chen Yang picked up his hat and said goodbye to the two of them, "I'm leaving now, you two."