Chapter 31: Those Not Of Our Kind Must Have Differing Hearts!
“Mr. Nakamura, you’ve come a long way, hardship. I borrow flowers to offer Buddha, toast you a cup.”
“Cao Sang is too polite, thank you for Ono-kun’s hospitality, let’s drink one together.”
“Hahaha, Mr. Nakamura is too polite. As the host, this is what I should do. Come, everyone drink together.”
Ono Shiota chuckled and raised his glass to drink it all in one go, Nakamura also followed and drank a cup.
While Cao Weida was drinking, the corner of his eye kept observing everything in the venue, his heart pondering something.
In a life of debauchery, women are naturally indispensable.
Beiping dance hall, as one of the top entertainment venues in Beiping, the sisters here are naturally each more alluring than the last.
Little devil’s, Chinese person’s, France’s, Britain’s, as long as you have money, everything is available.
Cao Weida selected a little devil’s. Compared to Western sisters, Cao Weida still preferred Asian beauties.
It wasn’t that Cao Weida belittled Western white people; compared to Asian physique, Westerners, whether men or women, had a faint body odor.
Especially after sweating, that stench couldn’t be covered no matter what.
No wonder Western perfumes are so emphasized; did they really think it was for fragrance at first? No, it was to cover the stench!
If a careful friend goes to the mall to observe closely, those white elder brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts, up close, you’ll find they are really very ugly!
Saggy, wrinkled, drooping, full of spots, and very hairy.
Before transmigration, Cao Weida liked playing basketball and had competed with many white people.
In competitive sports, physical contact is inevitable.
After a game, their clothes were sour and stinky.
Even after washing in the washing machine, all the clothes in it were stinky.
These girls who came were quite good-looking, but the makeup on their faces was thick enough to scrape putty.
He didn’t even dare to imagine what they would look like without makeup.
From the bottom of his heart, he somewhat despised Western women.
He despised them, but Nakamura and Ono flocked to them.
Compared to Asian women, conquering Western women obviously gave them more sense of achievement.
Watching them lecherously grinning and hugging white girls with such lewd smiles, Cao Weida secretly thought, he didn’t know if these two little things could satisfy them.
There was one detail he noticed: when picking girls, Nakamura clearly let Ono Shiota pick first, which deepened his suspicions.
After three rounds of drinks and five flavors of dishes, Ono Shiota found an excuse to go to the toilet and left. Nakamura seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, his hands wandering more boldly on the Western woman.
But thinking of his mission, he ultimately restrained his primal impulse and reluctantly withdrew his hand.
“Cao Sang, it’s a bit stuffy here. Let’s find a quiet place to talk in detail.”
Was this getting to the main topic?
Cao Weida gladly agreed, stuffing several high-denomination military scrip into the soft spot between the drinking companion girl’s breasts, making her giggle nonstop. She kissed Cao Weida’s cheek, gave him a coquettish glance, then obediently got up and left.
Beiping Hotel tearoom.
“Mr. Nakamura, please have tea.”
“Mm,” Nakamura took a sip of tea, exhaled a breath of alcohol, “Cao Sang, there were too many people with loose tongues in the dance hall just now; some words weren’t convenient to discuss in detail.”
“Ono-kun is my good friend, and also a fellow from the same place. Our relationship is very good. He recommended you to me.”
“Actually, at first I wasn’t willing to do business with Chinese people, but Ono-kun strongly recommended you, saying you are a trustworthy friend and urging me to seriously consider you.”
At this point, he looked at Cao Weida, his expression inscrutable: “Ono-kun is my friend; he recommended you, so I will definitely take his recommendation seriously. But I hope you won’t disappoint me, and won’t disappoint Ono-kun.”
Cao Weida put on a grateful and tearful appearance, “I didn’t expect Ono-kun to… This trust, I really have no way to repay it; I am deeply honored.”
“Please rest assured, Mr. Nakamura. Not for anything else, just for Ono-kun’s trust. As long as you need me, I will go through fire and water without hesitation!”
“Yōshi, it seems Ono-kun didn’t misjudge you.” Nakamura smiled satisfiedly, “I’m very satisfied with your performance; we can continue talking.”
“Please go ahead.”
Nakamura took a sip of tea, then said unhurriedly: “I have a batch of arms worth 150,000, minus 50,000 Silver Dollars, that can be transported over within five days. I hope you can dispose of them within three days after they arrive.”
150,000 arms?!
Cao Weida’s heart skipped a beat. Damn, this was really big business!
You know, last time it was only 40-50,000 arms; this time it was directly three or four times more!
No wonder Osaka Division people had courage.
Cao Weida didn’t agree immediately; instead, he said somewhat worriedly: “Mr. Nakamura, forgive my bluntness. Such a large batch of arms is enough to equip a regiment with surplus. Such a big shipment is too conspicuous; I’m worried it might attract the Special Higher Police’s attention.”
“My safety is secondary; I’m afraid it would implicate Ono-kun. If so, even a hundred deaths couldn’t atone for it.”
Nakamura grinned, very confidently: “Don’t worry about that. Our Osaka Division is best at doing business. A mere regiment’s arms is nothing to mention.”
“Moreover, you don’t need to worry about the source of this batch; no one can trace it, and it won’t attract others’ attention.”
“As long as it’s disposed of quickly, no one can catch any tail.”
“This…” Cao Weida still appeared hesitant, though his heart was blooming with joy, “Mr. Nakamura, this matter is of great importance. Please allow me to consult with Ono-kun before replying to you. Is that okay?”
He was 100% determined to take this batch of supplies. With this equipment, the Communist Party could even equip two regiments. How could he let it go?
At this time, taking the Kuomintang Jin-Sui Army as an example, a reinforced battalion’s basic equipment: 500 rifles, 50 submachine guns, 24 light machine guns, 12 heavy machine guns, 6 mortars and ammunition, roughly needing 77,000 Silver Dollars.
If adding two 75mm mountain guns, the total price is about 97,000 Silver Dollars.
A regiment’s equipment configuration is definitely more complete than a reinforced battalion, with more people, naturally requiring higher cost.
But from rough calculation of equipment quantity and price, 150,000 Silver Dollars can basically meet a regiment’s equipment needs.
This is still Jin-Sui Army standard; if according to Communist Party’s weapons and equipment configuration, two regiments would be more than enough!
If he could help the Communist Party complete such a big transaction, how much merit would he add to his merit record in the Communist Party!
When the Communist Party liberates Beiping in the future, he could continue living carefree with peace of mind!
Moreover, if he could make this deal, he only needed to run some errands to earn 120,000 Silver Dollars!
So many Silver Dollars, converted to gold bars, he’d need a sack to carry them!
A win-win good thing; he’d be a fool not to do it!
If it were an ordinary person, they might be dazzled by the huge interests before them, their mind turning sluggishly.
But Cao Weida wasn’t blinded by the huge interests. Although the conversation seemed to flow naturally, careful thought revealed it was all too smooth.
Especially from just meeting Nakamura to now, and his inexplicable connections with Fujita and others, heightening his vigilance.
“Looks like I need to be more cautious in the future.” Cao Weida thought.
He wasn’t afraid of this; after all, they were just a few little devils. What he needed most now was to accumulate foundation, build wide connections, so he’d have means to cope if something was off.
Most importantly, he was already on the pirate ship.
Getting on the ship is easy, but getting off is not up to him. He could only go all the way to the end now; if he tried to get off midway, the only result would be these little devils uniting to kill him.
Nakamura wasn’t a worm in Cao Weida’s belly, naturally unaware that in a short time, Cao Weida’s thoughts had twisted and turned.
Hearing Cao Weida would heed Ono Shiota’s orders, his attitude quietly improved, his smile more sincere:
“I very much appreciate Cao Sang’s character like this. I believe we will cooperate very pleasantly in the future.”
“Then, I’ll wait for your good news. I believe Ono-kun will also be very interested in this business.”
Cao Weida’s face immediately showed much more smiles.
“Please rest assured, Mr. Nakamura. As long as Ono-kun agrees to this business, I will do my utmost to make this deal happen.”
“Yōshi, then let’s use tea instead of wine to wish our cooperation success in advance.”
“Hai, thank you for Mr. Nakamura’s care!”
Beiping dance hall upstairs lounge.
Ono Shiota, in a prominent state, leaned on the bed, a faint smile at the corner of his mouth:
“He really said that?”
Nakamura, who had just been calling Ono Shiota brothers, now stood respectfully at attention and bowed, his butt almost able to hold a bowl of water, “Hai! This subordinate dares not conceal; he indeed said that.”
“Yōshi, if he weren’t a Chinese person but one of our Osaka people, I might have been tempted by greed. What a pity.” Ono Shiota gently shook his head. These days, he’d had quite some contact with Cao Weida and quite approved of his human relationships and social etiquette.
But China has an old saying: those not of our race must have different hearts!
He very much agreed with this.
No matter how loyal Cao Weida appeared, he couldn’t trust him 100%.
Moreover, from the beginning, he just wanted to find a white glove.
A successful superior never acts on impulse; his father had taught him that since childhood.
“Alright, tomorrow I’ll talk to him. For that batch of supplies, have your uncle send it over as soon as possible.”
“After this mission ends, I’ll speak well of you in front of your uncle.”
Nakamura’s face flushed with excitement, bowing even lower: “Thank you, Officer Shiota! This subordinate is deeply grateful!”
“Yōshi, I’m happy for your uncle to have such a loyal subordinate like you. Your future will surely be bright!” His words were eloquent, but what Nakamura didn’t see was that Ono Shiota’s eyes were deep and calm, with a faint cold smile at the corner of his mouth.
Nakamura only felt his stomach bloating wave after wave, his whole body dizzy; this was the feeling of overeating.
He thought it must be because he ate too much in the evening.
