Chapter Thirty-Three Attending the Banquet (3)

  Wang Changhu smiled and said: "Mr. Smith, in my opinion, you are a pure businessman, what's good about cooperating with me, a military man?"

  "Ah, no; Mr. Wang, you're mistaken," Smith said. "The same kind of people I'm referring to are those who are ambitious and unscrupulous, only caring about the outcome, not the means. Of course, there's a difference between us: first, my methods for achieving goals are business-oriented, whereas yours appear to be violent; second, I'm an American, you're Chinese, so my identity is more valuable than yours. Do you think what I said is correct?"

  Wang Changhu thought for a moment and said: "Mr. Smith, from your words just now, I judge that you are not an investor, but a speculator, right?"

  Smith smiled wryly and nodded: "Excuse me for being presumptuous, how old are you?"

  Wang Changhu smiled and replied: "This has nothing to do with age, it's intuition; since you asked about my age, how old do you think I am?"

  Smith shook his head and said: "I don't know, but you should be no more than twenty years old."

  "You can't guess it," said Wang Changhu with a smile, "although you're very clever, being clever doesn't mean being smart, so don't bother guessing, because I myself don't even know how old I am!"

  Smith's eyes widened in surprise as he exclaimed "Oh, my god!"

  Wang Changhu called the waiter to order two cups of juice and handed one to Smith, saying: "Mr. Smith, since you want to cooperate with me, do you have any good cooperative projects?"

  Smith looked at Wang Changhu and said, "Buy silver!"

  Wang Changhu was taken aback and asked: "Acquiring white silver?"

  "Ah, yes," said Smith, nodding his head, "acquiring white silver, and American white silver at that."

  Wang Changhu looked at Smith deeply and said: "Mr. Smith, did you hit a nail with General Shao?"

  Smith couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh, saying: "Yes! Your young general is really shrewd. Our delegation has talked to him for a long time, but he just won't budge, making it very difficult for us!"

  Wang Changhu thought to himself: "If I were in their shoes, I wouldn't dare agree so readily. Now, China's currency is mainly circulating with the silver dollar, but you people collect gold and pay with silver, making a profit. Ah, if our silver dollars depreciate, who can do such a thing? Whoever does it must have a hole in their head."

  Wang Changhu smiled and said, "I'm afraid I can't help with this matter either. Mr. Smith, you'd better find someone else." After finishing speaking, Wang Changhu turned around to leave. Smith hastily pulled him back, saying, "Mr. Wang, don't go yet! My flower hasn't finished blooming, don't rush off!"

  "Mr. Wang, please listen to me first," said Smith, holding onto Wang Changhu's hand. "If what I say doesn't have any investment value, you can turn around and leave, I won't stop you. But if what I say has great investment value for you, then leaving now would be a huge loss for you."

  Wang Changhu was taken aback: "This feels a bit like a pyramid scheme!"

  Wang Changhu and Smith walked to an empty table, sat down, and Smith said: "We are a business delegation from Utah, Idaho, Arizona, Montana, Nevada, Colorado, and New Mexico in the United States. The main industries of these states are silver smelting and manufacturing. Our business was okay last year, but this year's first quarter saw a sharp drop in silver prices, and many factories' products couldn't be sold. So we several states discussed it and decided to send some delegations to countries that use silver to try to sell our goods and alleviate our capital chain. This is just the first step of our plan."

  Wang Changhu is now slightly interested and asked: "Then what's your second plan?"

  Smith said, "If the work of our several delegations is not satisfactory, then these senators will lobby President Hoover to increase the production subsidy for silver producers and increase the amount of silver in the treasury, which would cause the price of silver to rise rapidly, and you will make a big profit."

  Wang Changhu listened and suddenly said brightly: "The Silver Law Case?"

  Smith looked at Wang Changhu and thought: Ah, kid, you're not taking the bait this time!

  "What bill? What bill?" Smith immediately chimed in after Wang Changhu finished speaking.

  Wang Changhu hastily shook his head and said: "What bill is that? Is it true what you just said about letting us acquire the white silver?"

  "Ah, yes, yes! How much do you want?" Smith said with a flushed face.

  Wang Changhu said: "I don't want a single ounce now, but if you agree to a few things with me, maybe I'll buy some."

  Smith immediately grasped Wang Changtian's hand and said, "Mr. Wang, please believe me, we can really persuade President Hoover to make you a lot of money."

  Wang Changhu waved his hand and said: "I know whether I can make money or not, but there are a few things you've helped me with. I'll definitely buy the silver, so please rest assured."

  At this time, an American came over with his arm around Zhao Yu, swaying back and forth. As he approached, the American greeted Smith and said: "Smith, why don't you come to our side? Look, this is a gift that Mr. Zhao Yu half-sold and half-gave to me. Many of our friends have bought such vases. This is what someone from the Three Kingdoms used to brew wine?"

  After finishing speaking, he took out a fine night pot and placed it on the table, asking Zhao Yu: "Whose pot is used for cooking wine?"

  Zhao Yu immediately pushed away the American and gave a salute to Wang Changhu, saying: "Good day, sir."

  Wang Changhu asked in the meeting room: "What's going on?"

  Zhao Yu said: "Xu Yingfa, Hua Fu'er and I were going to meet some American friends and give them some gifts. However, they greatly appreciated our country's wine culture, so the three of us told them about the history of these jars. In the end, they wildly divided up the wine jars."

  Wang Changhu picked up the chamber pot on the table and took a look. His face changed greatly as he said: "This is not a night..."

  "Exactly, this is the pot used for cooking wine at night, it's my ancestral treasure; I sold it to Mr. Torrance for $20,000, but for the sake of Sino-US friendship, I'll take a loss. The pot has a price, but the great Sino-US friendship is priceless." After finishing speaking, he shamelessly shed a few tears and tightly hugged Torrance.

  Torres hugged him and said, "Zhao, my dear friend, you are a true friend of us Americans." After that, he patted Zhao Yu's back with both hands, and the two men were so moved that they shed tears.

  Zhao Yu and Torreis finally parted ways, Zhao Yu introduced Wang Changhu to Torreis, who was overjoyed. In his excitement, he called the servant over and said: "Go take this jug away, fill it with wine, and heat it up. Today we'll also brew wine and discuss heroism!"

  The waiter was stunned and thought to himself: "Although the chamber pot is good, it can't hold wine, right?"

  He looked at the two officers in doubt and continued to calculate: "You two, you don't know what this thing is?"

  At this time, Zhao Yu stopped the servant and said to Torreis: "Torreis, you are too impatient. When it comes to heroes, it's a kind of mood. Look at this chaotic place, where is the atmosphere for discussing heroes? Without even an atmosphere, how can we discuss who is a hero?"

  Tuo Lai Si looked around and indeed it was chaotic, especially Liu Jiao Guan's group: Liu Jiao Guan was in charge of accounting, Hu Jing Zhong was in charge of collecting money, the two sisters were in charge of throwing pos and flying kisses, the scene was extremely fiery, Shao Shuai had already dispatched constabulary to maintain order, but it still ended up with boiling animal blood.

  Wang Changhu took a look and felt very satisfied. He thought to himself whether he should let the other women also hug Feng Yun's leg, so they could make some extra money.

  Torres thought for a moment and said: "Waiter, bring me a bottle of wine?"

  The waiter nodded and turned around to bring back an opened bottle of wine.

  Torres "clinked" the lid of the teapot open, poured wine into it and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, we have traveled thousands of miles to China to do a good job in the silver business, but the result is somewhat disappointing; however, this has also allowed me to make some Chinese friends. As you Chinese say, 'Is it not delightful to have friends coming from afar?' Today, I will use your Chinese wine pot to fill your cups and toast our Sino-American friendship!"

  Wang Changhu's mouth corners began to twitch immediately after hearing this sentence, and it was continuous.

  "Mr. Wang, what's wrong?" Smith asked after discovering him.

  "Bosses are indeed bosses, they really know how to put on a show!"

  Zhao Yu hastily said: "Our boss is allergic to alcohol, as soon as he sees alcohol, it's like this. Otherwise, I'll drink that cup for him?"

  Torres said, "To be honest, Zhao, I didn't know your superior was allergic to alcohol. Seeing Mr. Wang in such distress, how can we drink this wine? Forget it, let's not drink the wine now, there will be other opportunities later. I'll take this jug back and give it to President Hoover, hoping he can appreciate the value of the jug and provide us with some production subsidies."

  He just said it.

  Wang Changhu fell to the ground with a "thud", his whole body convulsing with laughter. At this moment, he thought to himself: "If you really give the vase to President Hoover and he agrees to provide subsidies for you, I'll be named Smith!"

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