jamesclavell.noblehouse-第213章
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Dunross stared at him。 Tiptop Toe was their nickname for Tip Tok…toh; a middle…aged man from Hunan; Mao Tse…tung's home province; who had arrived during the exodus in 1950。 No one seemed to know anything about him; he bothered no one; had a small office in Princes Building; and lived well。 Over the years it was evident that he had very particular contacts within the Bank of China and it came to be presumed that he was an official unofficial contact of the bank。 No one knew his position in the hierarchy but rumor had it that he was very high。 The Bank of China was the only mercial arm of the PRC outside of China; so all of its appointments and contacts were tightly controlled by the ruling hierarchy in Peking。
〃What about Tiptop?〃 Dunross asked; on guard; liking Tiptop … a charming; quiet…spoken man who enjoyed Cognac and spoke excellent English; though; following a usual pattern; nearly always he used an interpreter。 His clothes were well cut; though most times he wore a Maoist jacket; looked a little like Chou En…lai and was just as clever。 The last time Dunross had dealt with him was about some civilian aircraft the PRC had wanted。 Tip Tok…toh had arranged the letters of credit and financing through various Swiss and foreign banks within twenty…four hours。 〃Tiptop's canny; Ian;〃 Alastair Struan had said many times。 〃You have to watch yourself but he's the man to deal with。 I'd say he was very high up in the Party in Peking。 Very。〃
Dunross watched Johnjohn; curbing his impatience。 The smaller man had picked up one of the snuff bottles。 The bottles were tiny; ornate ceramic or jade or glass bottles … many of them beautifully painted inside; within the glass: landscapes; dancing girls; flowers; birds; seascapes; even poems in incredibly delicate calligraphy。 〃How do they do that; Ian? Paint on the inside like that?〃
〃Oh they use a very fine brush。 The stem of the brush's bent ninety degrees。 In Mandarin they call it li myan huai; 'inside face painting。' 〃 Dunross lifted up an elliptical one that had a landscape on one side; a spray of camellias on the other and tiny calligraphy on the paintings。
〃Astonishing! What patience! What's the writing say?〃
Dunross peered at the tiny column of characters。 〃Ah; it's one of Mao's sayings: 'Know yourself; know your enemy; a hundred battles; a hundred victories。' Actually the Chairman took it out of Sun Tzu。〃
Thoughtfully Johnjohn examined it。 The windows beyond him were open。 A small breeze twisted the neat curtains。 〃Would you talk to Tiptop for us?〃
〃About what?〃
〃We want to borrow the Bank of China's cash。〃
Dunross gaped at him。 〃Eh?〃
850 JAMES CLAVELL
〃Yes; for a week or so。 They're full to the gills with Hong Kong dollars and there's no run on them。 No Chinese'd dare line up outside the Bank of China。 They carry Hong Kong dollars as part of their foreign exchange。 We'd pay good interest for the loan and put up whatever collateral they'd need。〃
〃This is a formal request by the Victoria?〃
〃No。 It can't be formal。 This's my idea; I haven't even discussed it with Paul … only with you。 Would you?〃
Dunross's excitement crested。 〃Do I get my 100 million loan tomorrow by 10:00 a。m。?〃
〃Sorry; I can't do that。〃
〃But Havergill can。〃
〃He can but he won't。〃
〃So why should I help you?〃
〃Ian; if the bank doesn't stand as solid as the Peak; the market'll crash; and so will the Noble House。〃
〃If I don't get some financing right smartly I'm in the shit anyway。〃
〃I'll do what I can but will you talk to Tiptop at once? Ask him。 I can't approach him 。。。 no one can officially。 You'd be doing the Colony a great service。〃
〃Guarantee my loan and I'll talk to him tonight。 An eye for an eye and a loan for a loan。〃
〃If you can deliver his promise of a credit up to half a billion in cash by 2:00 p。m。 tomorrow; I'll get you the backing you need。〃
〃How?〃
〃I don't know!〃
〃Give that to me in writing by 10:00 a。m。 signed by you; Havergill and the majority of the board and I'll go and see him。〃
〃That's not possible。〃
〃Tough。 An eye for an eye and a loan for a loan。〃 Dunross got up。 〃Why should the Bank of China bale out the Victoria?〃
〃We're Hong Kong;〃 Johnjohn said with great confidence。 〃We are。 We're the Victoria Bank of Hong Kong and China! We're old friends of China。 Without us there's nothing … the Colony'd fall apart and so would Struan's and therefore so would most of Asia。〃
〃Don't bet on that!〃
〃Without banking; particularly us; China's in bad shape。 We've been partners for years with China。〃
〃Then ask Tiptop yourself。〃
〃I can't。〃 Johnjohn's jaw was jutting。 〃Did you know the Trade Bank of Moscow has again asked for a license to trade in Hong Kong?〃
Dunross gasped。 〃Once they're in we're all on the merry…go…round。〃
〃We've been offered; privately; substantial Hong Kong dollars immediately。〃
〃The board'll vote against it。〃
〃The point is; my dear chap; if you're no longer on the board; the new board can do what the hell it likes;〃 Johnjohn said simply。 〃If the 'new' board agrees; the governor and the Colonial Office can easily be persuaded。 That'd be a small price to pay … to save our dollar。 Once an official Soviet bank's here what other devilment could they get up to; eh?〃
〃You're worse than bloody Havergill!〃
〃No old chum; better!〃 The jesting left the banker's face。 〃Any major change and we bee the Noble House; like it or not。 Many of our directors would prefer you gone; at any price。 I'm just asking you to do Hong Kong and therefore yourself a favor。 Don't forget; Ian; the Victoria won't go under; we'll be hurt but not ruined。〃 He touched a bead of sweat away。 〃No threats; Ian; but I'm asking for a favor。 One day I may be chairman and I won't forget。〃
〃Either way。〃
〃Of course; old chum;〃 Johnjohn said sweetly and went to the sideboard。 〃How about one for the road now? Brandy?〃
Robin Grey was seated in the back of Dunross's Rolls with Hugh Guthrie and Julian Broadhurst; Dunross in the front beside his uniformed chauffeur。 The windows were fogged。 Idly Grey streaked the mist away; enjoying the deep luxury of the sweet…smelling leather。
Soon I'm going to have one of these; he thought。 A Rolls of my very own。 With a chauffeur。 And soon all these bastards'll be crawling; Ian bloody Dunross included。 And Penn! Oh yes; my dear sweet sneering sister's going to see the mighty humbled。
〃Is it going to rain again?〃 Broadhurst was asking。
〃Yes;〃 Dunross replied。 〃They think this storm's developing into a full…scale typhoon … at least that's what the Met Office said。 This evening I got a report from Eastern Cloud; one of our inbound freighters just off Singapore。 She said that the seas were heavy even that far south。〃
〃Will the typhoon hit here; tai…pan?〃 Guthrie; the Liberal MP asked。
〃You never know for certain。 They can head for you then veer off at the last minute。 Or the reverse。〃
〃I remember reading about Wanda; Typhoon Wanda last year。 That was a dilly; wasn't it?〃
〃The worst I've been in。 Over two hundred dead; thousands injured; tens of thousands made homeless。〃 Dunross had his arm across the seat and he was half turned around。 〃Tai…fun; the Supreme Winds; were gusting to 170 mph at the Royal Observatory; 190 at Tate's Cairn。 The eye of the storm came over us at high tide so our tides in places were twenty…three feet over normal。〃
〃Christ!〃
〃Yes。 At Sha Tin in the New Territories these gusts blew the tidal surge up the channel and breached the storm shelter and shoved fishing boats half a mile inland onto the main street and drowned most of the village。 A thousand known fishing boats vanished; eight freighters aground; millions of dollars in damage; most of our squatters' areas blown into the sea。〃 Dunross shrugged。 〃Joss! But considering the enormity of the storm; the seaborne damage here was incredibly small。〃 His fingers touched the leather seat。 Grey noticed the heavy gold and bloodstone signet ring with the Dunross crest。 〃A real typhoon shows you how really insignificant you are;〃 Dunross said。
〃Pity we don't have typhoons every day in that case;〃 Grey said before he could stop himself。 〃We could use having the mighty in Whitehall humbled twice a day。〃