When Zhuang Jihua returned to the hotel, it was already late. Mei Yuntian and Lian Xiaosen were waiting in the room. When they saw him coming in, Lian Xiaosen hurriedly came up: "Uncle Zhuang, have you found it?"

Zhuang Jihua shook his head: "How are you? Are you worth it?"

Mei Yuntian put down the newspaper in his hand: "The bank said it will take two more days."

Zhuang Jihua nodded absent-mindedly. It was nothing to be late for two days. Even if the company is listed now, there is nothing to do. Mei Yuntian was a little puzzled: "What happened?"

Zhuang Jihua shook his head: "What are the words written in the newspaper?"

"It's a mess, look at it." Mei Yuntian sighed and handed the newspaper to Zhuang Jihua: "Your principal..., alas!" He sighed heavily.

Almost all the divisions were bad news in the newspaper. Jiangxi's suppression of the Communist Party was unfavorable, and Hubei, Henan and Anhui failed to rebel. However, the most news was the Northeast Volunteers, and all sectors of society supported the Volunteers and students' protests. Faced with the wave of protests from all walks of life, Chiang Kai-shek, who had returned to power, proposed that he would first settle the country before fighting foreign countries, and clearly refused to declare war on Japan. This move triggered a larger-scale protest. Peking and Tianjin students took the lead in launching a petition to Beijing, and then students from all over the country responded. Students from all over the country gathered in Nanjing. Foreign Minister Wang Chonghui resigned after being beaten.

Zhuang Jihua quickly browsed the newspaper, shook his head in his heart, and he would not declare war if he did not declare war. Why did he have to say it out? Chiang Kai-shek was really not smart in politics.

"He is too superstitious about force and always thinks that force can solve everything. Forget it, no matter him, let's be ours." Zhuang Jihua closed the newspaper and suddenly saw news about Jiang Xianyun. He suddenly thought of the person he met on the street, with his eyes: "Good boy! You can really pretend!"

"What's wrong? Uncle Zhuang?" Lian Xiaosen asked.

"Oh, nothing, what happened before." Zhuang Jihua looked at the two people who looked suspicious, but did not explain, but changed the topic: "Tomorrow we will go to visit the US consul, which is the protective umbrella of Yuntian in the future. We have to get to know each other."

"Nothing is there, Uncle, Roosevelt, you're all here. You're not happy to see him." Lian Xiaosen joked that when Roosevelt ran for the governor of New York, Zhuang Jihua provided a large amount of campaign funds. Therefore, after being elected, Roosevelt secretly promoted the abolition of the law on discrimination against Chinese in New York. Zhuang Jihua was also invited to attend a Democratic cocktail party, inciting Roosevelt to run for the US president and provide a large amount of campaign funds. However, in general, he was similar in the United States and was very famous in the top management, but the public was unknown. He had never accepted interviews from any reporters, had never been in newspapers, and even the company was registered in the Cayman Islands.

"What nonsense," Zhuang Jihua glared at Lian Xiaosen: "You Uncle Mei will stay in Shanghai for a long time in the future. With the help of the consul, you can avoid a lot of trouble."

Mei Yuntian was also dissatisfied with Lian Xiaosen's attitude: "The Cultural Revolution is right. We are not afraid of trouble, but it does not mean there is no trouble. We are a transit station. Once we have trouble, the entire chain will stagnate. It is better to prepare well in advance than to cram the moment. Xiaosen, you should also be careful not to be too arrogant and avoid unnecessary trouble."

Lian Xiaosen didn't expect the two of them to react so much. He stuck out his tongue and raised his hand to surrender: "Yes. Yes, I understand, I will be low-key in the future."

However, they did not see the Consul General in the morning. Consul General Ke Yinhan went to the Shanghai Municipal Government and returned to the consulate in the afternoon. When they heard the name of the secretary's newspaper, Ke Yinhan thought for a while, suddenly remembered the news from Washington, so they hurried out to welcome him.

"Mr. Zhuang, I have heard of your name a long time ago. I didn't expect to see you in China." Ke Yinhan immediately greeted the name of the visitor, which surprised the staff in the consulate. When did this old man be so enthusiastic about the Chinese?

"I have been intimate with Mr. Consul for a long time. Mr. Roosevelt highly praised you and thinks you are an outstanding diplomat in the United States." Everyone carries the flower sedan chairs. Roosevelt is carried out when they meet. You should know that Roosevelt has won a great victory in the Democratic mainland presidential candidate election and is running for the next president of the United States with the Republican acting as President Hoover. Almost everyone knows that Hoover will definitely be defeated by the dilapidated economy and suppression of veterans, which has made him lose all the hearts of the people, and Americans will not believe that such a person can continue to serve as their leader.

"Oh, Mr. Roosevelt has won seven states in the presidential election, including Florida." Ke Yinhan said with a smile, but the implication is self-evident. Florida is the weather vane of the US election. American politicians all know that to become the US president, you must take this state.

"Ha, it seems that the next White House owner is Mr. Roosevelt." Zhuang Jihua also smiled slightly. The result was no surprise to him. He just received historical dividends.

As an experienced diplomat, of course he would not answer this. Ke Yinhan smiled and changed the subject: "I wonder what Mr. Zhuang needs me to serve?"

"Oh, it's not me, it's my friend, this Mr. Mei Yuntian, this is his assistant Mr. Lian Xiaosen." Zhuang Jihua introduced Mei Yuntian and Lian Xiaosen to him: "They are authentic Americans."

"Mr. Consul, it's very honor to see you." Mei Yuntian stepped forward and Ke Yinhan stretched out his hand politely. Mei Yuntian held it gently, then quickly pulled his hand, and Lian Xiaosen also followed suit.

"I am very happy to see you, Mr. Mei." Ke Yinhan maintained the professional smile of diplomatic personnel: "Please talk to my office."

Ke Yinhan's office is relatively large, but the furnishings are very simple. There is a small star-striped flag on the desk, and a globe at the other end. There is a circle of sofas on the side of the desk, a coffee-colored tea table in the middle, a vase on the coffee table, and a bouquet of flowers in the bottle, adding a bit of spring to the office.

Ke Yinhan did not return to his desk, but sat on the sofa with Zhuang Jihua and the others. Soon the secretary brought the coffee, and the merchant chatted while drinking coffee. After a few words, Zhuang Jihua turned to the topic.

"Mr. Consul, my friend and I want to invest in Shanghai, but I don't know much about the future development of China. I want to ask for your opinions."

"Oh, Zhuang, now you are here at the right time," Ke Yinhan said without thinking: "The war between Japan and China and the domestic situation have come to an end. Japan has gained huge benefits, and they need time to digest these benefits, so the two countries will be in a peaceful period in a short period of time. Even if there is occasional friction, there will be no big total war. At most, there will be some small firefights in the north. The Chinese government is unwilling to break out with Japan before destroying the southern **. The only thing I am concerned about is that the anti-Japanese sentiment of the Chinese people is very high. This makes the Nanjing government very passive."

"So do you think the Nanjing government will change its established strategy?" Mei Yuntian asked in anger, his solemn expression beyond words.

"I don't think so. The news I got is that Chairman Chiang Kai-shek has made up his mind to firmly implement this national policy. We also support him in doing so, because compared with Japan, China is too weak, and once the war breaks out, China will not support it for three months." Ke Yinhan was very sure. This was what he wrote in his report to Washington.

"As long as there is no full-scale war breaking out." Zhuang Jihua was very calm. Of course he knew that this was the truth of history: "Shaoqing, it seems that you are still right to come back."

"I wonder what business Mr. Zhuang wants to do?" Ke Yinhan was a little curious. What does this young and mysterious billionaire want to invest in this chaotic country?

"It's not me, it's him." Zhuang Jihua pointed at Mei Yuntian lightly: "I returned to China to visit my relatives. The country is messy, and I'm a little worried about my parents."

"Well. Where are your parents?" Ke Yinhanxin said this was new news. The Washington rich circle was very curious about this person. Everyone knew that he was selling stockings in Germany, and then went to the United States, holding a Chinese passport. After the Great Depression, he acquired many factories and mines in the United States, saving many people's jobs. On the other hand, he extended his tentacles into the oil industry and fought with Rockefeller and Morgan. There was no other news. He knew nothing about what he had done before going to Germany, and no one associated him with the Northern Expedition Commander five years ago.

"Zhejiang Yunqiao" Zhuang Jihua replied: "Mr. Consul, can you recommend Shanghai celebrities to Yuntian? In addition, Shanghai is a very complicated place. If there is any trouble, I still need your help."

"Protecting the interests of American citizens is the responsibility of our diplomats." Ke Yinhan promised with a typical diplomatic rhetoric: "On Saturday night, the Ministry of Industry and Commerce will hold a cocktail party, and celebrities from the concession will attend. At that time, I can introduce it to Mr. Zhuang and Mr. Mei one by one."

"How can I be good? But I can't come." Zhuang Jihua said regretfully: "I will go home in two days. Of course, Mr. Mei can definitely participate."

Zhuang Jihua dared not show up yet. He didn't know what Chiang Kai-shek's attitude towards his resignation in Germany. If he still had to pursue it, he would have to find someone to clear it up.

"That's really a pity." Ke Yinhan felt relieved. It seems that this company is really the surname Mei. It has nothing to do with Zhuang Jihua, and he doesn't need to invest too much attention. On the contrary, it is necessary to ask the domestic investigation.

The guests and host had a great conversation. Zhuang Jihua finally warmly invited Mr. Ke Yinhan to have dinner with him, and Ke Yinhan happily agreed.

"I'll take you to a place where you can have authentic French cuisine."

Eating authentic French cuisine in Shanghai? Ke Yinhan's words aroused the curiosity of Zhuang Jihua and Mei Yuntian, so the three of them followed Ke Yinhan to a restaurant called Hongfangzidi in Xiafei Road. Ke Yinhan's words were indeed true. The authentic French cuisine here was provided, which surprised Zhuang Jihua and the other two, and at the same time made them feel a different feeling about Shanghai.

Zhuang Jibian praised him when eating, saying that only a few cities in the United States can find such a French meal, but Germany cannot see it at all. Shanghai is really a mysterious city. After seeing off Ke Yinhan, the three of them decided to stroll around Shanghai at night.

The three of them walked west along Xiafei Road among the bustling crowds. They looked around while walking. Most of the shops on the roadside were not closed. Zhuang Jihua saw that many shops had his stockings selling.

"It seems that your business has been done here in the Cultural Revolution." Mei Yuntian smiled.

"Everyone has a love for beauty, and people everywhere are the same." Zhuang Jihua said nothing, looking up at a huge fluorescent red light flashing in the night, Simei Dance Hall.

"Go in and take a look." Zhuang Jihua said to Mei Yuntian as he looked at the flashing fluorescent light.

"Okay, it's okay to go back left and right." Lian Xiaosen, who had been bored for the afternoon, also said enthusiastically. As an assistant, he kept silent.

"Okay, let's see what the dance hall in Shanghai looks like." Mei Yuntian also nodded.

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