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Chapter 256, greed for wealth
After getting the item, Team Captain Watanabe immediately let those addicted subordinates use it.

He saw the effect himself.

In the past few years, he has also searched for some wealth in China, most of which are banknotes, and only a small part is hard currency.

This purchase of medicine directly used up one-third of his hard currency, so naturally he had to see how it worked out.

After observing the effect, the health worker who took care of the soldiers said in surprise: "The quality of this batch is very good, better than the ones we used before.

And, each one is individually packaged, in a fixed dose.In terms of usage and dosage statistics, it is much more convenient. Where did the officer get it? "

It coincides with his judgment, which proves that the medicine is really good.Captain Watanabe was in a good mood, he laughed twice, turned and left.

Where the medicine comes from, it's best to keep it a secret now, so that he can make more money as a distributor.

The good news is that Mr. Watanabe will leave in a few days, and it will be difficult for others to pry into his corner.

Back in his office, he made one call after another.

"Mr. Inoue, of course I have something to do with you. Good news, I got it... Do you want it?"

"Really, what price?
"The goods that are arriving now are limited. I called you first because we both came out of the same trench."

"It's cheaper, give me two hundred milliliters for a try, I'll have more if it's good."

"The goods are authentic. I have tried it and the effect is very good. Let your people pay the bill with oceans, and gold is also fine."

After several phone calls, Captain Watanabe breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down to settle accounts like a rich landlord.

It's not that I don't know, it's a shock.The goods that had just arrived were sold out before they were warmed up, and the profits were doubled.

His wealth directly increased by one-eighth.

"My God, the money is so easy to earn." Captain Watanabe was so excited that he even writhed in the office.

He spent several years earning his current wealth.

Today, he earned one-eighth of his net worth at once. Doesn't it mean that he can earn his money for several years in a week?
After he was excited, he thought about it for a while, and realized that he was able to get rich not because of how powerful he was, but because of his good luck, meeting a nobleman.

Without Mr. Watanabe's support, it would be impossible to do this hammer business, let alone make a fortune through a long stream of water.

The importance of the other party was directly raised by an octave in his heart.

"By the way, Ichiro Inobe also knew about it, and sent someone to buy a box."

When Captain Watanabe thought of this, his eyes narrowed, and a cold light shone through the narrow cracks.

Judging from Mr. Watanabe's attitude, he doesn't care who is his agent, nor does he care whether there are one or two agents.

Big thick legs must never be hugged by others, in case there are multiple competitors, wouldn't they be blocking their own way of making money.

Captain Watanabe was very concerned, and sent someone to arrest Ichiro Inobe and lock him up for a few days.

Address competitors directly.

But when he thought that he would be targeted by the people of Tegaoke, he suddenly lost his mind.

"We have to find another way!"

Captain Watanabe paced back and forth, recalling how to do business in his hometown, how to solicit favors, and gradually had an idea in his heart.

By the way, you have to exchange all the money on hand for hard currency, do a big ticket, and directly double your wealth.

the other side.

Ichiro Inobe also got the things, picked up an injection the size of toothpaste, and looked at it carefully.

"So, Captain Watanabe of the Gendarmerie, you haven't seen him but you've heard of him, right?"

Yamashita Shiro nodded, "Yes, it can be seen that Captain Watanabe attaches great importance to Mr. Watanabe, I suspect they may be relatives.

Captain Watanabe may be a side branch. He has heard of Mr. Watanabe's arrival before, and now he heard that Mr. Watanabe is coming, so he rushed here to establish a relationship. "

"Kyoto, who is there in the big family with the surname Watanabe?" Ichiro Inobe spent some brain cells, but he is just a small person, and he really doesn't know who are the big people in Kyoto.

Obviously, he no longer doubted Yuan Lang's identity, and even identified a relative for him.

No wonder they think so, the same surname is Watanabe, who knows!
Ordered to keep it secret and sent his subordinates away, Ichiro Inobe also picked up the phone and called some friends he knew well.

Two thousand milliliters is not much. For the desperately eager YQ market, it is like a drop of water dropped into a sponge and quickly digested.

He also made a lot of money, and Ichiro Inobe became much calmer, but his legs didn't work and he couldn't get out of the chair.

"My God, why didn't I buy more!"

Inobe Ichiro regretted it unceasingly. If God gave him another chance, he would definitely spend all his net worth.

No, you should also borrow money from everyone around you and use it all to purchase goods.

How many times can his wealth be multiplied in that way!
Order the best Japanese food restaurant in the city, entertain Mr. Watanabe tomorrow, and be sure to ask him to sell more medicines for me.

Use it to raise money tonight.

... wait a moment to act, because his hands are trembling at the thought of the wonderful sight of doubling his wealth.

This night, some people dreamed of getting rich, but some people endured the pain and dragged their bodies to keep busy.

Kazuki Yamamoto wrote at his desk, and his shadow was cast huge by the desk lamp.

"On the Experience Gains and Losses of Special Operations——Under the Continental Framework"

This is a book that records special operations theory, his personal experience and views, and detailed strategies on how to use special operations to deal with the Eight Route Army.

His failure in battle not only made himself a disgrace, but also implicated the commander.

I have received definite news that your Excellency the Commander will be transferred away in the near future.There is a high probability that he will return to China directly, retire or enter the reserve service.

Kazuki Yamamoto originally had a glimmer of hope, dragging his wounded body to stay in the army and continue to serve.

But the fact is that he has accomplished nothing, not even a decent record.

How could the newly appointed commander take a fancy to him as a useless person?
Instead of clinging to it, it is better to take a step back for a better future.

Before returning to the country, he endured the pain of his illness and forgot to eat and sleep to write, just to leave something for the First Army.

Although his special forces were disabled, they were still the best army in the empire.

As long as they are given another chance, they will definitely be able to make a major event that will be recorded in history.

The special warfare theory that Kazuki Yamamoto is now writing is the program and instructions of the special operations team, leading them to success.

After finishing the last paragraph of writing and putting down the pen, he leaned back in the chair again, lost in memory.

Ever since he became disabled, it has always been like this.

Looking back on the past, there are the beautiful years in the military academy, the youthful years after joining the army, and the victories and losses achieved by leading the army in battle.

Especially those failures, as if engraved in his mind, lingering.

He can only keep thinking, what did he do wrong, why didn't he succeed?
Replay, replay.

Every time he thought he was doing a good job, but every time he failed.

In particular, he was ambushed twice, which severely damaged his special forces.

Lying on the sickbed, he asked the heaven:

"God, why, I'm good enough, why can't I be successful?"

There was no answer, just silence, deathly silence.

Kazuki Yamamoto gradually came out of his bad mood. During the constant replay, he summed up some experience to prevent being ambushed.

All recorded in his manuscripts.

After writing everything he thought tonight, he couldn't help but think again, why did he lose?
(End of this chapter)