In the room, the two of them looked at each other.
Anyone could tell that the other party was hiding his thoughts under his peaceful appearance.
"The first gift, I can tell that your boss, Boss Huang, wants firearms the most now. I can give you a batch.”
Looking at Du Yuesheng, Jiang Haifeng smiled.
Most of the M1986 Mauser pistols were now used as collectibles.
However, the Qing Gang had distributed them to the various halls to use as guns.
It was enough to show the Qing Gang's demand for firearms.
"Military Fire? Or a batch?"
Hearing these words, Du Yuesheng was stunned. After he reacted, he took a deep breath.
What was the most important thing in this era?
In the eyes of ordinary people, it was food and water.
Because these two things were the foundation of life.
However, in the eyes of others, it was the Military Fire.
From a small local gang to a large warlord.
The demand for the Military Fire was extremely huge. It could even be said that they were hungry for it.
However, the various empires had extremely strict control over the firearms in the Land of Yan Huang.
Even if they were to face those warlords, the premise of an arms deal was that both parties had to have the capital to cooperate.
It was extremely difficult for local gangs to obtain firearms.
Even if some of the warlords sold their guns and ammunition to the black market for profit.
However, there were too many monks and too little porridge. Even if it was just a pistol and a few bullets, it would be sold out in less than two hours after entering the black market.
Even if the Qing Gang was as strong as they were on the surface of Songhu.
Currently, the number of guns distributed to each hall was only a handful.
This was even under the circumstances where he had a relationship with the French concession governor.
Du Yuesheng frowned." If I remember correctly, the Jiang family has always been responsible for the transportation of firearms, right?" It's not to create the Military Fire."
"Where did Young Master Jiang get this batch of Military Fire?”
Du Yuesheng tapped the teacup with his fingers and looked at Jiang Haifeng thoughtfully.""I heard that Mr. Morriton, the governor of the French concession, has had a conflict with your Jiang family over a batch of firearms. Could it be?"
Although he did not know what the truth was inside.
However, if the Jiang family had really taken the firearms for themselves and now wanted to transfer them to them.
They wouldn't accept it even if it was free.
Rather than saying that he wouldn't, it would be better to say that he didn't dare.
The most important thing in the business world was to rob people.
Moreover, this was the business of the French and Feng warlords.
Even if it was in his hands, according to Huang Jinrong's personality, he would most likely hand it over directly.
Wait a minute!
Du Yuesheng narrowed his eyes.
"The gift that Young Master Jiang is talking about, is it to let our Chief solve this firearms case?”
The Jiang family gave him the firearms, and he handed them over to Huang Jirong. Then, Huang Jirong solved the case and handed it over to Moryton, the governor of France.
In this way, if he could gain Huang Jin Rong's recognition, Huang Jin Rong could also take a step forward in the French concession.
This could be considered a benefit.
But if that was the case, wouldn't the Jiang family be trying to kill him?
Du Yuesheng's interest was piqued.
Jiang Haifeng curled his lips in satisfaction.
The best way to deal with smart people was to make them doubt their own guesses.
This was the only way to guide his thoughts.
"Mr. Dean, you're thinking too much. If the huge Jiang Family only wanted to kill him with those hundreds of spears, it would be too petty.”
Jiang Haifeng crossed his legs and placed his hands on the armrests of the chair.
"From the beginning to the end, the firearms case was just a self-directed act. However, this matter has nothing to do with our conversation today. Mr. Du, you don't have to worry about our Jiang family.”
"You can keep the firearms that I'm going to give to the Qing Gang. It was a Type 88 rifle. There were 10 boxes of 120 rifles. Together with the ten boxes of bullets, each box had 500 rounds, making a total of 5,000 rounds.”
120 rifles, 5,000 bullets!
Hearing this, Du Yuesheng stood up from his chair, his face full of horror.
It wasn't like he hadn't seen so many guns before.
However, it was different this time. In the past, what they saw was someone else's. They could only be envious.
Now, this was something the Jiang family had taken out for him!
One had to know that at this moment, the entire Songhu Qing Gang, including pistols, could only take out about a hundred guns.
This was the wealth he had accumulated over the years.
However, the young man in front of him opened and closed his mouth, and he said it.
Was the Jiang family really only in the business of transporting firearms?
"No! Why? You didn't give me a reason.”
Du Yuesheng suppressed the shock in his heart and forced himself to calm down.
Jiang Hai Feng laughed.
He knew that Du Yuesheng was tempted.
Logically speaking, he should have asked about the source of the firearms first.
But now, he was directly asking about his purpose.
It meant that the man in front of him had already had an idea about the firearms.
"Would Mr Dean believe me if I said I had no motive?”
Jiang Hai Feng chuckled quietly.
After all, he had to bait first.
If the fish knew that it was bait in advance, how could they fish?
"No motive?"
Du Yuesheng was silent for a moment before he laughed out loud.
"Young Master Jiang sure knows how to joke. Although we can produce the Type 88 rifle locally, the number of rifles produced every year is not enough for some people.”
"Now that the Jiang family has offered 120 rods at once, I really don't dare to take it if you say that you have no motive.”
There was no such thing as a free lunch.
To be able to go from a street gangster to where he was today in just a few years.
He relied on his grasp of the human heart.
All benefits needed to be exchanged.
Without the benefits of exchange, it was often a dead end.
"If you really don't believe me, Mr. Du, you can just pretend that I didn't say anything." Jiang Haifeng shrugged.”
The first thing to do when fishing was to prepare the bait.
The second requirement was to have enough patience.
"Then let's talk about the second thing. The second gift is a ladder I built for Mr. Dean. Lu Yongxiang would be rushing to Songhu to take up his post soon. At that time, Mr. Du would only need to hold a opera in the pear garden to rise to the top. It was up to Mr. Dean to decide whether to believe it or not.”
Huang Jinrong beating up Lu Xiaojia was a famous show in history.
Now, he wanted to push the boat with the current before the incident happened.
The purpose was simple. He wanted Mr. Du to have suspicions about him and the entire Jiang family.
Once a person had suspicions, their mind would be in a mess.
Especially such a smart person.
The moment he finished speaking, Jiang Haifeng stood up from his chair.
"Two gifts. Oh, no, only one gift can be delivered now. Since we're done talking, Mr. Dean can reopen for business. I won't disturb you anymore. As for why I'm here today, I believe Mr. Du will naturally have his own explanation and Chief Huang's explanation.”
With a meaningful smile, Jiang Haifeng turned around and walked towards the door.
Just as he was about to push the door open, Du Yuesheng's low voice suddenly sounded behind him,""Young Master Jiang, please wait!"
Looking at the door in front of him, Jiang Haifeng smiled.
Look, the fish took the bait.
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