Another morning, Yuan Chenming sat up from the bed and stared at the wall opposite with his eyes blank.

The days of waiting for news are the most painful. What happened? There is a response!

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong." Accompanied by knocking on the door, it was Cai Shuigen's voice: "Have the guest got up? I'm sending hot water."

Yuan Chenming was surprised. He didn't ask for this service! But then he thought of it, changed his clothes and opened the door, and welcomed Cai Shuigen in: "This hot water is just right, just for use."

When he closed the door, he whispered, "Is there any news about me?"

Cai Shuigen nodded, Xiao Shitou brought the news back early in the morning, but it was not good news.

No one is willing to tell others bad news because the negative emotions brought by that disappointment will be transmitted to the two people who know the news.

But I have to say it.

"What...ah." Yuan Chenming was shocked after hearing this, and then sighed deeply.

In fact, what he should have expected long ago was that this money was not a small amount, and it was difficult for the Eighth Route Army to take it out.

Too much extravagance is a hard time.

Cai Shuigen felt really disappointed when he saw that he was really disappointed. His superiors repeatedly told them to do their best to help.

And they didn't help but feel ashamed.

After thinking about it, Cai Shuigen decided to talk about his ideas in advance: "I heard from the shopkeeper that the machine belongs to the Japanese and needs to be transported from Taiyuan. We can also get it without spending money."

It means robbing it.

Yuan Chenming is so transparent, it is clear at all.

The things of the Japanese are the things of the enemy, and it is natural to steal the things of the enemy.

However, in that case, his cigarette factory would not be able to open in Anding County unless he was desperate.

"I have to consider it again and find a perfect solution." Yuan Chenming neither agreed nor opposed it, but left an ambiguous attitude.

Cai Shuigen also knew that this could not be decided in a moment. "I put down the hot water, so I'll do it first."

"Okay, Shuigen, you have no service attitude. I have to tell the shopkeeper and give you a salary!" Yuan Chenming smiled and sent the person outside the door.

Seeing that there was no movement from the guests staying at the hotel, he closed the door and went back to the house to consider going.

If you want to open a cigarette factory, the money for buying a machine is the biggest problem.

After solving this dilemma, we will also have to find a site and a worker, purchase raw materials, improve production lines, design packaging, advertise, and organize sales channels.

Foreseeable, troubles are one after another and will not be easy.

But the benefits are also obvious. If you succeed, you will have money. If you have money, you can solve many worries, such as eating, drinking, living, and traveling.

If, according to Cai Shuigen's idea, the factory would definitely have to open a base. Yuan Chenming knew the place was familiar, and there were many people who could help, and there were relatively fewer difficulties.

That is, if the Eighth Route Army will obviously contribute more, and the big one will return to the Eighth Route Army.

Moreover, even if he is in the base area, even if he has money, he has nothing to consume!

It's completely contrary to his original idea.

I closed the door and considered the pros and cons. Before I knew it, my stomach was roaring. I saw that it was past ten o'clock and I forgot breakfast.

Then you have to take action.

With his footsteps like the wind, he walked to the front hall and Yuan Chenming said, "Of the shopkeeper, two of them are cooked with a plate of donkey meat."

"Hello, come soon." The shopkeeper subconsciously agreed, looking up at the person who was talking, and felt a little puzzled.

Why? Because when Yuan Chenming first arrived, he ordered a lot of food and picked up expensive and delicious orders. But later he found a little bit of it, so he didn't order much meat.

Why did you change your temperament today? You are willing to spend money.

In fact, it was mainly because Yuan Chenming realized that no matter how much he saved money, it was not enough for a few parts on the machine.

That's all that saves you. Just pick up the food. You can't lose anything if you lose!

As soon as the dish came up, he cooked a bite of donkey meat with a mouthful of heat, and the mouth was full of fragrance. Yuan Chenming was so happy that he wanted to ascend, and this was the taste he wanted.

Sun Youfu was typing the abacus at the counter, and was sleepy when he was down for a long time. He looked up and looked up. Seeing that Yuan Chenming was eating deliciously, he was drooling a little, thinking that Baolu would cut him a little bit, which would make him feel satisfied.

Just as I was thinking, a guest came.

"Yo, Captain Huang." Sun Youfu looked down at the time, "It's not even dinner time yet, why are you here?"

"I'm not here to have a meal."

"Then are you looking for someone?"

"Yes, I'll look for him." Huang Jinbiao pointed his hand at Yuan Chenming and said with great certainty.

"Look for me?" Yuan Chenming felt puzzled. He knew who the Golden Label was, the Japanese's tyrant, the guard captain.

What does it have to do with him?

The two of them hadn't even spoken before.

The golden-labeled big-name golden sword sat opposite him, "Do you recognize who I am?"

"Of course I know Captain Huang of the Guard Team. I just don't know...what are you looking for me?" Yuan Chenming cooperated with sincerity.

He remembered that both Japanese and dog traitors were unreasonable. Just accusing him of having an affair with the Eighth Route Army will lead him to a hell that is worse than death.

If you cooperate honestly, you are not a coward, but you are a hero who knows the current affairs.

Huang Jinbiao seemed very satisfied with his answer, and nodded at him and said, "Do you know why I look for you?"

"have no idea."

"I'll remind you, Huang Saner from the cigarette factory, is my distant expression."

This time Yuan Chenming understood it. He nodded with a sudden realization: "I understand, Director Huang asked you to come to me? Because I also want to open a cigarette factory."

"Half said that Huang Saner's factory is actually mine. I came today to discuss with you how to open your factory." Huang Jin punctuated a cigarette, and it didn't look arrogant at all.

But that's just an appearance. I heard that someone was going to rush to buy and sell, so I came to the door directly. Isn't that a bully who bullies the market?

However, the words of the Golden Label still made him a little confused. Logically speaking, such a person should have come to warn him and he was not allowed to open the same factory again.

Instead of discussing how to start, how to discuss.

The next words of the gold label made him understand.

"I think you can still open a cigarette factory. After all, my incompetent relative made such a bullshit cigarette that was too difficult to smoke, and I couldn't make a few kids."

"Your cigarette factory is open, and you can definitely make money by making cigarettes well. It's this share. We have to discuss it. How about the share of 300%?"

It is not easy to discuss with such a gang boss and a traitor leader who also holds a gun.

Yuan Chenming mustered up the courage and asked carefully: "You get 30%, so how much do you invest?"

"30%?" Huang Jinbiao waved his hand: "You are wrong, 30% is yours. As for the investment, I still have a piece of land in the south of the city, so use that piece of land as capital!"

Is there anything more shameless than this when I feel so angry?

The attack on Japan came, and the wealthy families in the city fled and died, and there was more space under the empty space.

The land in the city is really not worth much money, and with the strength of the gold mark, it is just a matter of talking.

If you almost never lose a penny, you will have 70% of your income, which is simply a robbery.

Yuan Chenming wanted to stand up, pointed at his nose and asked him: "Do you still have some face?"

With this face, can you block the bullets of the Eighth Route Army?

Maybe he just thought about it, and he wouldn't dare to do it.

The gold-marked gun should not be on the waist, let alone the territory of the Japanese and traitors. It will take a minute to deal with him.

With the pressure of anger, Yuan Chenming was trembling when he spoke: "Captain Huang, take 70% of the profit, you have to give me an explanation! It would be too easy to take it away if you want to say nothing but white teeth."

Huang Jinbiao looked him up and down a few times, pinched off the cigarette butt, and showed a serious attitude.

If he doesn't say it clearly, he may collapse. He is here to seek wealth, not to anger people.

"Yuan Chenming, right? I'll settle the calculation for you, and you will understand why I want to get 70%."

He pointed his fingers and counted: "Factory starts working, first you have to pay taxes. The Japanese have a lot of taxes, such as co-prosperity, tax clearance, and public security tax..."

The golden mark read out more than a dozen kinds in one breath, then turned his head to look at Sun Youfu: "Shopkeeper, tell me, how much of your profit is made up of these messy taxes?"

Sun Youfu rolled his eyes and said that he was heartbroken when talking about these messy taxes: "It's almost a profit. Just paying this tax and that fee, it would be better if I can't lose money in this transaction."

"In addition to those who don't pay for meals, I'm paying for money every day."

The gold mark spreads its hands and looks like you look, I'm right!

After hearing this, Yuan Chenming was really surprised. He believed that the shopkeeper would not lie to him, and he would not.

But there are really too many tax types. Judging from what the shopkeeper said, the Japanese are killing them all!

Gold Standard waited for him to accept some and continued, "These messy taxes will add up to at least half of your income."

"Next, from the county government, you have to take care of it! Those people eat people and don't spit bones, and they will have to eat 10% of your income no matter what."

"That bastard in the Detective Team is even darker than them, and you will have to eat 20% of your income."
To be continued...