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Chapter six hundred and seventy-first public-private distinction two

Compared with Lin Zhengjiang, who was sacrificing his life in Shanghai in the past, the Chongqing officials prefer Lin Zhengjiang, who can make their pockets bulge, so he is now promoted much faster than before.

"You have to tell Mr. Zhuhu Okabata that the negotiation conditions must include the Northeast of China, that is, Manchukuo, otherwise you cannot negotiate. This is what President Chiang said." Lin Zhengjiang said.

"Okay, I will definitely convey it." Miao Bin nodded and replied.

"I wish Mr. Miao a good journey!" Lin Zhengjiang said. This is also the meaning of seeing off guests.

Miao Bin stood up and nodded to Lin Zhengjiang and Qian Xiaobao and walked out of the teahouse.

"I just heard that the name Ofang Zhuhu is very familiar, but I just can't remember who it is." Qian Xiaobao said.

"Okaba Takehu's president of the Japanese Cabinet Intelligence Bureau, in fact, Miao Bin went to Japan to meet Okaba Takehu's death is equivalent to meeting Prime Minister Koisaki Koisa." Lin Zhengjiang replied.

He was very proud of being able to participate in such a big thing.

This is an important piece of information, but unfortunately, no one in Qian Xiaobao can send it out now.

"Do you think the peace talks can be successful?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

"No, the Japanese's conditions are that they can negotiate any conditions except Manchuria, and then transfer hundreds of thousands of troops back to Japan as soon as possible to fight the United States. They are even willing to hand over the HK to the Chongqing government, but they don't think about it. When is it now, and it's too beautiful." Lin Zhengjiang said.

"Besides, even if President Chiang is willing, the Americans will not be able to do it." Lin Zhengjiang continued.

"This time I brought 40 million French currency. Do you have so many things to exchange?" Qian Xiaobao asked worriedly.

"Of course there is! In addition to cotton, food and medicine, penicillin is more expensive than gold! This thing can save lives on the battlefield!" Lin Zhengjiang replied.

Injured soldiers on the battlefield were everywhere due to infection, and penicillin was definitely a magical medicine for them.

Only the United States can produce this medicine in large quantities now, and this kind of thing is not visible in Japanese hospitals.

"Okay, exchange food and medicine first, and then cotton." Qian Xiaobao said.

"Don't be too happy too early. I have a total of fifty boxes, that is, 500 penicillin. I want the price of 500 small yellow croakers. You go back and report to the commander first to see if they are willing." Lin Zhengjiang said.

"Five hundred small yellow croakers? So expensive!" Qian Xiaobao said in surprise.

"In Chongqing, a dose of penicillin costs four Yuan Datou. In Shanghai, a small yellow croaker can be exchanged for thirty Yuan Datou. It's not expensive if I increase it seven times. Besides, what you are using is counterfeit money," Lin Zhengjiang explained.

Qian Xiaobao went back to report to Tujumingfu, who nodded decisively to express his agreement. In the end, Qian Xiaobao and Lin Zhengjiang agreed to exchange 10,000 French coins for this batch of penicillin. This batch of medicine alone used 5 million French coins.

The remaining fiat currency purchased the smuggled grain and cotton seized by Lin Zhengjiang.

After all the transactions were completed, Qian Xiaobao said to Lin Zhengjiang: "It was the medicine of the National Salvation Army that you sold to the Japanese, aren't you afraid of God's retribution?"

Gu Luo

"If there was retribution, there would be no one in this world. Besides, there are many more evil things in this world than me. God is too busy to repay me!" Lin Zhengjiang replied disapprovingly.

The grain and medicines that Qian Xiaobao exchanged for counterfeit banknotes were immediately shipped to Japan. Now ordinary Japanese people can't even supply 300 grams of potatoes a day.

This time, Qian Xiaobao returned to Manchukuo by train north to Beiping and then into Shanhaiguan. He returned to Harbin five days later.

When Qian Xiaobao returned to Harbin, an old man in his sixties was sitting in the office of Qiu Caojun, the head of the Kwantung Military Intelligence Department.

He is Hirota Hirota, who once served as the Prime Minister of Japan and ambassador to the Northern Powers.

Hirota Hirota was appointed as a special envoy by the Japanese government to visit the leaders of the Northern Powers to discuss the renewal of the two-way neutrality treaty, and invite the Northern Powers to be the mediators between Japan and China, and ask the Northern Powers to mediate the good office and surrender with conditions.

Qiu Caojun looked at Hirota Hiroyi and felt that this old guy was really boring to come out at this time.

"When I left Tokyo, the Navy hoped that I and the northern powers would propose to provide military supplies, especially fuel. Do you think it is feasible?" Hirota Hirota asked.

Qiu Caojun looked at the old man who looked like a fool, and Hirota Hirota didn't understand the real situation at all.

"Those bastards in the Navy have asked the great northern powers to provide military supplies to fight the Americans, which is simply a dream!" Qiu Caotsu replied.

Hirota Hirota looked at Akikusatsu with dissatisfaction and said, "Don't you know the great powers of the northern? When the Germans attacked them, if we launched an attack from the east, they would have failed long ago. The great powers of the northern powers and the United States would inevitably become opposing countries, and it would be good for them to retain an independent Japan."

"The information I have received is that the major northern powers have begun to intercept the supplies that the United States has helped them land from Vladivostok, and since this month, the Far Eastern Front and the Outer Baikal Front have fully replaced T-34 tanks, and the Kwantung Army is already preparing for defense." Akikusa Tsubasa said.

Hirota Hirota said stubbornly: "It's still possible to talk about it. Before I left, the base camp told me that the Japanese Empire could last for at least two or three years, and two or three years would drag down the United States. We still have capital negotiations!"

Qiu Kusatoshi looked at the foreign ministers and prime ministers of the Japanese Empire who were once powerful and powerful. I really didn't know what to say.

He swallowed back the words of the bastard who had already reached his mouth.

"The most experienced division of the Kwantung Army is now the 107th Division, which was formed in 1944, and it has been less than a year since then. The elite forces of the Kwantung Army have been transferred away, and we have no strength anymore. Even so, the base camp ordered one-third of the ammunition reserves of the Kwantung Army to be transported back to Japan, and then 2 million tons of grain were taken out from the mouths of the Manchus and transported back to Japan." Akikushu said.

"We have 3,000 special attack aircraft, and 100 million citizens who are willing to be a shattered Japanese Empire! It is still possible to talk about it!" Hirota Hirota said stubbornly.

However, two days later, Hirota Hirota, who was waiting to enter the northern power, received a reply from the Consulate of the Northern Powers that refused to enter.

Just as Hirota Hirota was about to leave Harbin and return to China, news came that the northern powers had officially notified Japan to abolish the neutral treaty between the two countries.

After Qian Xiaobao returned to Harbin College, he looked out from the window on the second floor. Dozens of students were practicing tank bombing techniques with explosives bags in their arms.
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