How could You Laoliu not understand? He couldn't be more eager to increase the transportation capacity. If it weren't for the fear of attracting Japanese gunboats during the day, he would have wanted to transport goods around the clock.
Hearing Ning Zhiheng's words, he quickly nodded and agreed, "Captain, I will find a way to gather some more ships, don't worry!"
The three of them got into the car and drove all the way back to the special operations team's base. After entering his room, Ning Zhiheng took a breath and gestured for the other two to sit down as well.
Ning Zhiheng asked Ji Hongyi, "How is my classmate Miao Yongyi's injury now? Have all the medicines that were transported here been delivered to the major hospitals in Nanshi?"
Ji Hongyi was in charge of taking care of Miao Yongyi and sending medicines. Knowing that the team leader was most concerned about his classmate's recovery, he quickly replied, "Lieutenant Miao's injuries are recovering very well. He can now walk on his own without any problems. In a few days, he can withdraw to the rear with the other lightly wounded soldiers. He kept saying that he would wait until you came back to see him before leaving. It's just in time that you've come back this time!"
Ning Zhiheng nodded. Although he had already left a vial of sulfonamide for Miao Yongyi and sent a large amount of Western medicine to the hospital, he was finally relieved to hear Ji Hongyi's answer. Fortunately, he had returned early, otherwise the two brothers would have missed each other again.
Ji Hongyi continued, "The medicines we transported earlier have all been sent to major hospitals. There are enough to support hospital treatment for a period of time. However, more and more wounded soldiers are being withdrawn from the front lines, so we need to prepare more. In short, the more the better."
Ning Zhiheng frowned and pondered, "The medicine is still too scarce, but we should have some more to come. In such a large warehouse along the Pudong coast, we should be able to find some medicine."
Ning Zhiheng then looked at You Laoliu and asked with a smile, "Laoliu, how are the transported supplies being handled?"
Upon hearing Ning Zhiheng's question, You Laoliu quickly pulled out an account book, respectfully placed it in front of Ning Zhiheng, and said with a smile, "Captain, these are some of the goods we've sold recently. The profits are quite good. Right now, everything is in short supply in the French Concession, and we easily sold them at the best prices. We can hardly keep any stock; as soon as we put them on the market, they're snapped up."
"Looks like all our goods have been sold? Who were the ones snapping them up?"
Upon hearing Ning Zhiheng's question, You Laoliu continued, "Apart from the medicine, all our goods have been sold. As for the customers, don't worry, they are all my old customers, all merchants in the French Concession."
He hesitated for a moment before continuing, "But now other people have heard the news and come knocking. I've arranged for a few of my own people to help drive up the price. The market is rising steadily, and I'm thinking of whether I should hold onto the goods for a while so I can sell them for a higher price."
"No! We must act quickly!" Ning Zhiheng said decisively. His future was uncertain, and he needed a large sum of money to protect himself. He couldn't wait that long.
The civilians and merchants in the foreign concessions are now unsure when the war will end, and people are filled with anxiety. Naturally, they are thinking about stocking up on supplies, which has caused prices to rise, especially the prices of daily necessities.
However, Ning Zhiheng knew that the battle would end soon, and merchants from Britain, the United States, and France would begin transporting goods from their respective countries into the concessions. Now was the perfect time to make a move.
“There’s no use in keeping so much stock. To be honest, there are plenty of supplies in Pudong. Normally, it would take a lot of time and effort to sell them. Now that the prices are high, it’s the perfect time to sell quickly!” Ning Zhiheng looked at You Laoliu and said in a deep voice, “Laoliu, don’t let money blind you. If we drag this out for too long, even if you have the Green Gang’s background, it will probably cause trouble. I don’t want to end up with knives and guns and a bloodbath.”
In the end, Ning Zhiheng's words carried a hint of menace, and the warning was quite clear: money can corrupt people's hearts, and Ning Zhiheng would not trust either those with ulterior motives hiding in the shadows or You Laoliu himself.
However, he had enough confidence and strength to protect his own interests. Even the most vulnerable areas of the Japanese were nothing to him. He could eliminate enemy leaders and kill traitors. What about others? Ning Yanwang was no saint. His hands were soaked in blood and had never been used before!
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