This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 818: The mosquito that stirs up trouble
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At the port in front of Settlement No. 1, two men with red faces were holding hands tightly.
One of them is WC, the boss of Goblin Technology, and the other one has an equally impressive background. He is the quartermaster under the warlord of the Menghu Army.
Although this dear man's military rank is not high, he is just a captain of thousands, but he has spent more than 10 billion.
Even for the sake of money, Mosquito showed some respect and courtesy and shook his hand enthusiastically.
"Happy cooperation!"
"Hahaha! Happy cooperation!"
When Chopra said this, although her heart ached, she still had a forced smile on her face.
One silver coin is exchanged for 100 Xilan coins...
This price is worth it to grandma’s house!
Seeing the pain on his client's face, Mosquito couldn't help but feel sorry for him.
It's not that he felt any sympathy, the main reason was that he didn't specialize in reversal transactions. In the end, it was Fang Chang who changed the money for him, and he also paid 20 points of profit for this.
In other words, that **** Fang Chang did nothing but took 20 points from his own profits in the name of "financial service fees".
Although this meant that he made more money, Mosquito still felt angry when he thought of that proud face.
Let that **** win again!
Gan!
But at this moment, he rolled his eyes and suddenly thought of a brilliant idea. He looked at Captain Chopra and said with a smile.
"Friend, I treat you as one of my own, and my customers are all my family members, but there is something I don't know whether to say or not."
Chopra said quickly after hearing this.
"Please tell me!"
"This Xilan coin, I guess it will be finished sooner or later. Instead of letting you be cut off by the bank of Golden Gallon Port, you might as well let me - cough! I mean I can help you!"
Mosquito originally wanted to slowly educate him about the relationship between currency circulation and value from the perspective of inflation, but he gave up the idea when he saw the smart look on this guy's face.
No idea.
Even if he drains his saliva, I'm afraid this guy still won't understand the internal logic of the depreciation of Xilan currency.
Besides, even if this guy understands it, when he relays it to his boss, General Jha, the confidence of the information will be compromised again. It would be a coincidence if the latter can understand it.
The eyes rolled again, the spring-like smile appeared on Mosquito's face again, and he continued to speak earnestly.
"The Xilan coin keeps falling, and I'm very worried about you. Now you want to buy a tank for more than 100 million, and maybe next year it will cost 1 billion. How many shirts do you have to knit to buy one? More Not to mention that our wardrobe is almost full of you, otherwise you may not be able to come up with so many Xilan coins next year if we don’t find new ones.”
Chopra said with a bitter expression.
"Do you think we think about it? We are not helpless. The money printing machine is in the hands of His Majesty, and he has the final say on how to use it. The same goes for silver coins, including dinars... The foreign exchange we earn is still All customs duties for export settlement are deposited with the Royal Mint. We received Xilan coins from them at a price of 1:12.5, but we wanted to exchange silver coins from them at this price but could not."
The mosquito said sadly.
"Hu Tu! Why do you want the emperor to print money? Can't you just print it yourself?"
When Chopra heard this, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat and said.
"Don't say this nonsense. If you print money privately, you will lose your head!"
Mosquito clicked his tongue and said.
"Who asked you to print Xilan coins? There is a hammer for printing that waste paper. Can't you just print cat coins or tiger coins?"
Chopra couldn't laugh or cry after hearing this, and really didn't know how to complain about this guy's bad idea.
Isn’t that still the same!
No——
To be precise, the nature is actually different. If it doesn’t happen, you might be offended.
Local authorities issue currency privately and back it with their own sovereign credit.
Is this tantamount to treason?
Chopra felt cold sweat forming a stream, and raised her arm to wipe the sweat from her forehead.
Seeing that this guy was as timid as a mouse, Mosquito didn't mind it at all. Instead, he smiled and handed him a cigarette.
"Don't be so nervous. I just saw that you bought so many money printing machines but didn't plan to use them. It's a pity to think about it."
Chopra was stunned for a moment after taking the cigarette, not understanding what this guy said.
"Buy... a money printing press?"
Mosquito glanced around, especially looking at the Conqueror 10 tanks.
"Isn't this thing just a money printing machine? If you buy one or two hundred of them, I won't believe that Wutuo dares to cause trouble for you."
Chopra, who was smoking, swallowed and felt a little excited, but her eyes were obviously still a little uneasy.
"You are oversimplifying the matter. No matter how you say it, issuing a sovereign currency is a face-breaking act. Not to mention that no one recognizes our currency. The political risks are not small. Even for the sake of face, the royal family cannot do it—— ”
Mosquito sighed and said.
"It's not that I'm oversimplifying things, it's that your brains can't turn around. You don't dare to issue a sovereign currency, but you don't dare to issue a silver coin voucher like the Golden Gallen Port? Every time you reserve a silver coin Issue ten vouchers in cash or equivalent financial assets, and you will just use the vouchers for settlement in the future."
The moment he heard these words, Chopra felt as if a switch had been turned on in his brain, and something suddenly clicked.
Yes...
They copied the banking system of Golden Gallen Port, but they forgot to copy this most critical operation!
With Huzhou's economic scale and trade throughput with the alliance, it is fully capable of issuing silver coin vouchers. At that time, they can bypass Xilan coins for trade settlement and completely get rid of the Tiandu royal family's blood drain on them.
Once her thoughts opened up, Chopra's breathing gradually became faster.
If this matter can be done, it will be equivalent to solving Huzhou’s troubles!
And his contribution might be greater than that of purchasing arms!
Chopra looked at Mosquito excitedly, imitating the movements of the Alliance people and clenching his fists.
"Thanks! Brother!"
Seeing that his understanding was so high, Mosquito also showed a happy smile on his face.
"You're welcome... Hey, I'm just saying this casually. You'd better find someone to perfect the details. I heard that there are many people in the financial industry in Golden Gallen Port."
His little knowledge of bulk economics was also heard from Fang Chang, at most he knew that there was such a thing.
After all, this stuff is not his specialty, and it would be bad if he deceives his customers.
After all, no matter how cheap the price of the arms he has is, someone has to buy them.
Not long after Mosquito sent Chopra away, Arman, who was near the pier, finally walked ashore along the gangway.
Desolate but full of mechanical texture, like a spaceship stranded in the desert, this was his most intuitive first impression of the port and even the settlement behind the port.
One-third of the piers here are made of metal, like pontoons made of steel plates, and the remaining two-thirds are concrete piers that are almost the same as Saipan Port, facing from the coastline. It extends straight into the deep water area.
In addition, there are some terminals under construction, which seem to be prepared for large cargo ships carrying containers.
Not only are these piers much wider than other piers, they are also equipped with fixed cranes like cranes and door-type suspensions.
Not only was the dock part impressive, but the situation in the warehouse area also made him look askance.
Containers are stacked like building blocks on the wide cement floor.
Forklifts and lift trucks shuttle back and forth between containers. In addition, there are dock workers wearing exoskeletons busy unloading goods from open containers...
I have to admit that the alliance's mechanical technology is indeed impressive. These dock workers work in pairs, and one person can do more work than the five people in Saipan Port.
Although Arman was surprised, he didn’t pay much attention.
After all, although exoskeletons are rare in Borneo, they are not rare in the Legion. Of course, he can afford it if necessary.
As for the container transportation method, although it is indeed more efficient than bulk transportation, the demand for shipping in the wasteland itself is not that great.
If you want to open container flights, you need not only a special ship, but also a special terminal.
Compared with the expensive maintenance costs, the increased efficiency is completely useless.
At least that’s what Arman feels.
Moreover, the backlog of containers is also a big problem. The containers are not only piled up at the port, but even piled up in the settlements.
However, the survivors were quite smart. They directly changed the doors and windows of these iron boxes and used them as houses.
It’s not too cold for Haiya Province, which is located in the subtropical tropics. The only thing to worry about seems to be extreme weather. Those empty boxes might be blown away by a gust of wind.
In short, compared with Saifan Port, which is full of marble buildings and luxurious street lamps, this place is undoubtedly much shabbier.
Arman did not waste time looking carefully at the port, because he had more important things to do.
Seeing another container ship loaded with arms leaving the port, he hurriedly walked toward the oncoming port worker.
"We have a total of eight ships here. What procedures do we need to go through?"
Looking at the few cargo ships with empty decks, the port office staff standing on the dock looked at the Wilante man who got off the ship with a strange expression.
It is not unusual to have one or two empty ships, but it is indeed rare for a whole fleet of eight ships to be empty like this.
"...There are no formalities to go through when docking. Just pay the berthing fee before leaving the shore. However, the goods arriving at the shore need to be registered before being unloaded. This is a necessary procedure to prevent smuggling... Is a cargo declaration form required? ”
Armen shook his head quickly.
"No need."
"...Well, I guess you won't need it. If you need to supplement the information later, you can go to the port office to apply for it yourself."
The staff at the port office shrugged and closed the opened bill book again.
Seeing the staff member turning to leave, Arman quickly stopped him and asked.
"By the way, where is this place?"
The staff member looked at him with a strange expression when he heard his inquiry.
"You mean here? This was the landing point of the Burning Legion before. The respected administrator planned to help the locals rebuild their homes, so now this is the Alliance's No. 1 settlement."
This guy doesn’t even know where this place is, why is he here to join in the fun?
Arman was even more stunned when he heard his explanation, and subconsciously glanced to the side again.
This settlement...
Was it only built in the past two months? !
"Isn't there... a name here?" Arman couldn't help but ask after being shocked.
The staff member said with a smile.
"Not yet, the manager said it's all a trivial matter. The gentleman plans to wait until the number of survivors to settle here exceeds 100,000, and let the locals decide what to call this place... You can find a place for these things yourself Just ask around, if there’s nothing else I’ll be busy with other things first.”
Arman nodded blankly, watched the staff member leave, and then looked in the direction of the port area, feeling his scalp numb.
He was convinced that those things were definitely the equipment of the Eastern Corps Expeditionary Force!
However, what he couldn't figure out was why these equipment appeared in the alliance's port?
Could it be that...
That respected General Liam, has sold them to the Alliance? !
Arman's expression changed slightly, and an ominous premonition gradually arose in his heart.
In order to reach the Death Coast quickly, he deliberately emptied the warehouse and ran over with an empty ship.
If this deal fails, he will really lose it to his grandma’s house!
Obviously he also noticed the situation in the port warehouse area. The leading captain got off the cargo ship and looked at Arman and asked.
"What is going on..."
He will get a share of this deal, even for the sake of dinars, he has to care about it.
Arman looked at him with an ugly face and shook his head.
"I don't know...there seems to be something wrong with the situation here."
Just a little problem?
The captain looked at Arman nervously and continued to ask in a hesitant tone.
"Do you still want to go to Haibei City?"
"Of course I have to go, but before I go there, I have to ask around..."
He needs to find out what is happening with the arms stored here!
Without any hesitation, Arman immediately returned to the ship, picked out a few followers, and led everyone in the direction of the warehouse.
Coincidentally, when he walked to the door of the warehouse area, mosquitoes happened to come out from inside.
The two met each other and immediately realized that the other party's identity was not simple.
Looking at the big nose, Mosquito took the lead in handing over the business card in his hand and said with a smile.
"Goblin Technology! We provide the most professional hard work. Wherever there are explosions, we are there. This is my business card, get to know it!"
Arman took the business card from his hand with a confused look on his face, and happened to see the words "Military Equipment" written in the business scope column on the business card.
"Wait a minute, are you in the arms business?"
As soon as the other party mentioned arms, Mosquito immediately became energetic and spoke eagerly.
"That's a must! Our company's most popular sales are arms, ranging from rifles to aircraft and tanks! Do you need me to recommend it to you!"
"Wait...wait a moment first!"
Alman ignored his introduction and hurriedly rummaged around on his body, quickly finding out the subscription certificate issued from the Governor's Palace and the letter of introduction.
When he saw the paper this guy handed to him, Mosquito was stunned for a moment.
"What the **** is this?"
Arman swallowed, forced a smile on his face, and said nervously.
"Subscription certificate and letter of introduction issued by the Governor's Office of Saigon Port..."
At this moment, he was like a man falling into the water, trying his best to catch all the straw floating in front of his eyes.
He also knew that this was unrealistic, but he still had a ten thousandth hope that the Governor's Mansion had communicated with the alliance and that the person in front of him could recognize this thing.
However——
The man who took the paper had a confused expression on his face. He looked at the paper and then at him.
"What the **** is this?"
Facing the expression that clearly did not recognize the document, Arman was completely desperate.
All negotiation skills are useless at this moment.
He felt like a clown standing here at this moment, but he still subconsciously spoke in a stammering voice.
"That's it, the subscription certificate and letter of introduction I mentioned. We are here at the call of the Governor's Office in Saipan Port to help transport arms..."
The mosquito interrupted him impatiently.
"Okay, okay, I don't want to hear these things. If you want, just make a price."
He doesn't care where these Wilantes transport this batch of equipment.
They would be better off selling to the Empire.
This way he can sell gadgets that can cut off these iron lumps to various warlords in Borneo.
For example, the Type II B tank, the W-2 aircraft, and even the W-3 under development, etc.
With the last glimmer of unrealistic hope, Arman spoke almost desperately.
"According to the quotation on the subscription certificate, we can recycle this batch of weapons at a price of 10,000 dinars per ton——"
Hearing this outrageous offer, the mosquito almost choked to death on its own spit.
"Ten thousand dinars per ton? What are you here to buy? Chinese cabbage?"
After all, he traded the excavator for those tanks!
These profiteers actually want to wholesale by the ton, and they call it recycling. How shameless!
"Yes, but the Governor's Office..."
Looking at the stuttering big nose, Mosquito interrupted him impatiently.
"Don't talk to me about your governor's office, we are an alliance! Why don't you give me this waste paper and give me Xilan coins... Bah, we don't accept Xilan coins here, you have to pay silver coins or Cr !"
Arman felt that all the cells in his body were trembling, and he finally squeezed out a sentence from his blue lips.
"Then...how much do you sell it for?"
I don’t have much hope for this buyer anymore, Mosquito said lazily.
"It depends on what you want to buy. For Conqueror No. 10, one million silver coins."
“One million silver coins?!” Arman’s eyes widened and he glared at him angrily, “You dare to sell second-hand equipment at such high prices, why don’t you grab it!”
If it was one or two hundred thousand silver coins, he could endure the pain and buy it, and he wouldn't lose too much if he could sell it for six to seven million dinars.
However, Mosquito was not polite to him at all, and did not even intend to discuss the price with him.
"Don't buy it if it's too expensive!"
Rolling his eyes, he stuffed the stack of paper back into the big-nosed hand, and took away the business card he had just handed out.
MMP!
This group of people who have been doing this for a long time are here for free prostitution!
It made him excited for a long time in vain!
Without stopping for a moment, Mosquito took his little brother and got directly into the off-road vehicle parked at the door. In less than half a minute, he disappeared at the end of the road, leaving only a group of Weiland people standing in the warehouse area. The entrance is messy.
Looking at the boss who had not made any move for a long time, a follower behind Arman said cautiously.
"...Maybe the Eastern Legion has only sold off part of it, and there is still inventory in Haibei City that has not been sold out. How about...let's try our luck there?"
"I hope..." A bitter smile appeared on his face. At this moment, Arman seemed to have aged more than ten years, and there was no trace of the high-spiritedness he had when he came.
He wasted at least a month this time.
Originally, he was counting on the money earned from this transaction to be a little more than a profit, which would be used to pay liquidated damages for delayed delivery of goods such as sugar cubes and tea.
But now it seems he has to bear the loss himself.
Not only that, those goods stored in the warehouse at Saifan Port Terminal need to pay rent, and this is also a big expense...
While Arman was worrying about the bills, another ship silhouette appeared on the sea in the distance.
Like playful ducks, they rushed towards the port of Settlement No. 1.
Zhang Ze, who was carrying goods in the port area, raised his head with a surprised expression on his face.
"Why so many ships?"
This porter job was introduced to him by the Employment Guidance Center in Settlement No. 1. The hourly wage was the same as that of Renault who got off the bus halfway, which was eight silver coins. As for the intensity of the work, it was hard to say which one was higher and which one was lower.
But he is still young and cannot stay here forever. This job is just a transition for him.
After he saves a sum of capital and obtains the status of the alliance, sooner or later he will return to his old business and do some business.
The colleague wearing an exoskeleton on the side put down the cargo box in his hand and said with a smile.
"It doesn't matter how many boats come, it has nothing to do with us. I will go to the pub for a drink after get off work later."
Another worker standing nearby grinned and raised his arm to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
"I'm afraid that there are so many ships and I'm afraid they'll have to work overtime... maybe they'll be busy until dark."
This is not a French fries port. There are bars open until midnight. Most of the small-scale shops serve the scavengers who come back from the nearby ruins. They close after eight o'clock.
Zhang Ze stared into the distance for a while, thought for a moment and said.
"...not necessarily, I think the cargo ship that just arrived seems to be empty."
"Empty ship?" His colleagues who were working with him were stunned for a moment, "Come here?"
The entire No. 1 settlement is still in the initial stage of construction and has no output. What can an empty ship do here?
Buying junk?
Everyone had confused expressions on their faces, looking at the cargo ships rushing to the dock in confusion.
Not only the workers at the dock were puzzled, but the director of the port office was also stunned after listening to his subordinate's report.
"Weird...Are these Wilantes here for vacation?"
There are even a few passenger ships in those teams, although they seem to be empty...
While the alliance staff were stunned, the people of Willant standing at the port were also stunned when they saw the cargo ships loaded with arms passing by them.
Good guy...
They have just reached Haiya Province, and some people have already returned home with a full load? !
This is so fast!