Walking out of Yokosuka Railway Station, Ai Fei and Nishio tightened the collar of their coats at the same time. Compared with Tokyo, Yokosuka, which is closer to the sea, is also lower in the temperature. Not only is the temperature low, but the wetness mixed with the cold wind blowing from the sea is also even more sad: "It's so cold?"

"It's not only cold, but also wet. In such a weather, Yokosuka is simply suffering!" Ai Fei cursed, took out his gloves from his pocket and put them on: "What, hasn't Henry come yet?"

Without a word, a Dodge Jeep made a beautiful tail-swinging action in front of two people. The tires stopped with sharp friction. Henry poked his head out of the driving position: "Hey, Ai Jun? Nishio Jun?"

"Thank you for your hard work!" Nishio wanted to say a few polite words, but Ai Fei ignored that, opened the car door and sat in: "Hey, Nishio Jun, come in and talk again! It's too cold outside."

A burst of blue smoke came out of the exhaust pipe of the car and started to open: "Since the President and everyone talked about the car as a means of transportation in the future, the company's colleagues have been waiting. Now, Mr. Tohfuga's blessing can finally come true."

Spencer glanced at the west tail through the rearview mirror and nodded with a smile: "I can't transport several cars from abroad with my ability. This is also the power of one of my friends. Well, what we are going to now is this tavern. The owner is a friend of mine, an immigrant from Italy."

"Italians? Do Italians immigrate in Japan too?"

"Don't you know? As long as there is 300% interest, merchants will risk going to the guillotine? Not to mention that in this land of Japan, they can make more than 300% profits?"

Ai Fei looked at him angrily: "Hey, Henry, if your Italian friend wants to earn 300% of the profit from me, you might as well send us back to the station."

Spencer laughed: "Don't worry, my Oriental friend, I will never let this happen. You stingy Oriental boy!"

The car traveled all the way through Yokosuka city. Although it was in the cold winter, you could still see soldiers wearing thick woolen coats hugging the same bloated Japanese girl and swaying around the city as if no one was there. Ai Fei probably knew that these were geishas or other professionals who relied on American soldiers for their living. In this state, it seemed that the experience of Kyoko Yasugi mentioned in "The Certificate of Human Nature" was not an isolated case?

Finally, the car stopped in front of a large door: "We're here."

Ai Fei and Xiwei walked out of the car and looked back and forth. It seemed that this bar street was a bar. In addition to this bar called "Banyue", there were dozens of bars. The most conspicuous one was a bar called Goddess. On the roof of the house, there was a sculpture of the Goddess of Liberty, which was also holding a torch in one hand and the Constitution in the other.

Looking at the sculpture full of American flavor, Ai Fei smiled badly: "Hey, Nishio, have you seen it? Americans are worth learning!"

“Eh?”

"Isn't it worth learning to study even if the electricity is gone?"

"Hahahahaha!" Nishio and Spencer laughed at the same time: "You guy?"

Spencer pushed open the door with a smile on his face and walked into the bar room. Two people followed him and walked in. As soon as he entered, there was a huge bar counter with various foreign wines and sake placed on the counter. Atop the top of his head was a cup holder, and the goblet was hung with its head facing downwards above, which was convenient for bartenders to pick it up. There was also a beer machine erected in a corner of the counter. Seeing the decorations here, I thought of the secret market spontaneously organized by Tokyo people under the iron bridge at Ueno Station on a cold winter night. It was like two worlds!

Spencer adapted to the dim light in the bar room, his eyes turned around and shouted: "Loney?"

The curtain at the back of the bar room was raised, and a man poked his head out and looked at it, then quickly shrank back. Just as Ai Fei and Xiwei were confused, the curtain was raised again. A man with a huge figure shouted loudly in English with an Italian accent: "Momma?" While tying the belt on his pants, he strode forward: "My old friend..."

Spencer took a step back: "Loney, don't hug me with your hands, please! Your hands just touched in an indecent place!"

The fat man named Lonnie smiled: "When facing friends from afar, are you reluctant to give alms even if you have a hug?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Spencer waved his hand disdainfully: "The Oriental friend I told you last time...?"

"Ah, yes." Lonny stopped joking with Spencer and looked at Ai Fei and Xiwei who were standing behind him. With his eyes flashing, he looked at Spencer strangely: "Henry, are they?"

"Yes." Spencer turned around: "Ai Jun? Let me introduce you to you, Ronnie, my Italian friend, when he was in New York, he was a famous Italian residential area... In the words of you orientals, you are famous. Ronnie, this is my Japanese friend, Ai Feijun, Nishiojun."

Lonnie took the initiative to stretch out her hairy arm to Ai Fei: "Young man, welcome to my territory."

Ai Fei was not disgusted by his hand that had just touched it in an indecent place, so he shook his hand: "I heard Henry mention you. In his mouth, you are a person who is willing to help others, and of course, you are also a person who has the ability to help others. I am very happy to see you."

Lonnie was stunned for a moment and immediately smiled: "Yes, as you said, I am a person who is very willing to help others! The premise is that as long as you have money, you can make money. Come on, young people, I think we will have a lot of room for cooperation, right?"

Although the fat man opposite was smiling, Ai Fei could not see any smile in his eyes! The guy with a knife hidden in his smile! At this moment, he got his first impression of this fat Italian man. It should be said that he was not a good impression.

Lonnie arranged for a few people to find a seat to sit down. It was not yet open for the bar room, and it was empty, so there was no need to worry that they would be heard by others. He took a bottle of vodka from the bar and poured a little for several people: "Then... friends from the East, I heard from Henry, do you need some transportation tools?"

"Yes. Or, we need a few cars."

"Maybe you have heard Henry say that I am a very capable person. As long as I come to my territory - I'm sorry, we Italians are always used to calling our own territory - and can always get what you want. The only problem is money. Do you come with enough cash? By the way, I don't accept checks."

"No." Ai Fei answered honestly: "I can't come from Tokyo to Yokosuka with millions of yen. This is too dangerous."

"No money?" Ronnie turned the wine glass in her hand several times: "So, how can I get my profit if I can provide you and your friends with cars?"

"You can send someone to drive the car to Tokyo, and I will hand over the money to you in Tokyo."

Lonnie seemed to hear something strange: "Tokyo? Oh, Momma, Henry, did you hear it? Is this the friend you brought to me? Drive the car to Tokyo? Young man, you don't seem to know how much gasoline costs a gallon in the present era, right? Or are you willing to pay for this fee, and the costs of my personnel's connection?"

"No, according to the regulations, all the money will be paid by you. Isn't this a requirement in the sale? Or will your supplier ask you to pay for the shipping of the car from abroad?"

"You mean, I'm going to pay for this shipping fee? Haha...Young man, do you think I'm like a fool who has so much money that I don't know how to waste it?"

Ai Fei thought about it deliberately for a while, then nodded honestly: "Like."

"……………” Spencer and Nishio next to him laughed at the same time, but he felt something was wrong, so he quickly calmed down his smile.

But Lonnie didn't think his words were funny, and her blue eyes narrowed in the shadows: "Young man, I have to say, I don't like your way of talking. Has no one taught you to maintain a minimum respect for those who ask for it? Especially when facing Italians?"

But Ai Fei didn't take the other party's naked threat seriously: "So, do you think our cooperation can continue? Under my conditions?"

"……………” Lonnie was really a little clear about the young man’s thoughts. He was stupid, but his Cifeng was so sharp. He was smart, and he wasn’t very similar. He forgot to answer for a while.

"Mr. Lonnie? I'm waiting for your answer."

Ronnie hesitated for a moment and finally leaned back her fat body angrily: "Tell me the brand you need?"

"A German-made Mercedes-Benz, two American-made Ford T-Driving cars, and two American-made Dodge military trucks. Oh, the license plates require Tokyo license plates." He gave his own request readily, and Ai Fei looked at him with a smile: "As for the price, I will pay according to the currency you request, but it is best to be yen."

Lonnie quickly calculated in her mind that the total value of these five cars was about 9 million yen, and her own profit...wait for a while, she had to pay the so-called gasoline fee and round-trip freight fee: "The total is 9.04 million yen."

He was calculating that Ai Fei was not idle either: "That is, about $25,000?"

"Yes."

"The price I can offer you is 8.8 million yen. If this price is extra, I can only regard this trip to Yokosuka as my own tourist trip."

"Damn Japanese boy!" Ronnie cursed fiercely in her heart. The cost he reduced was about the fuel and freight he added! Damn, did he not even take this loss? He was determined to directly refuse this business, but the total amount could still make a difference of more than 5,000 US dollars, which made him unable to let go. After thinking for a long time, Ronnie nodded: "Okay, okay, I really can't do anything to you, just follow your quotation!"

Seeing this huge Italian guy speaking typical Japanese language, even Ai Fei smiled at it.
Chapter completed!