Listening to Gong Xiu's words, Zhuang Jihua's heart was desolate, and Peng Fentian eventually did not escape the anti-counterfeiting storm. This sincere party member, the firm Bolsheviks, eventually died in the holy land in his heart. This is undoubtedly a tragedy in the tragedy.

"Forget it, I won't talk about me anymore, let's talk about you." Gong Xiuhua hadn't cried like this for a long time. I don't know what happened today, but I still had tears.

"Wu Ziniu didn't tell you?" Zhuang Jihua was a little surprised again.

"Wu Ziniu only said that you went to Germany and went to Berlin Military Academy to further your studies, but he thought he would not return to China." Gong Xiuhua explained.

"By the way, the Cultural Revolution, what happened to the three thousand men and horses guarding the cattle? Why haven't you heard of it?" Mei Yuntian interrupted and asked at the right time.

"That will be the past, let's talk about it later." Zhuang Jihua didn't want to mention the past: "Zhang Wenbai helped me and got a place to study in Germany. I took off my military uniform in Germany, opened a chemical factory, and produced socks. I made some money, and later went to the United States."

Zhuang Jihua said very simply about himself. Mei Yuntian and Lian Xiaosen didn't speak. Lian Xiaosen didn't know, but Mei Yuntian couldn't say it.

"I'm afraid it's not true. When did you, Zhuang Wenge, become so humble?" Gong Xiuhua obviously didn't believe it.

"Well," Zhuang Jihua hesitated for a while, looking at Gong Xiuhua's slender legs, and the legs that were side by side were very attractive: "It's really socks, the kind you wear on your legs."

Gong Xiuhua waited for Zhuang Jihua shyly and said, "When did you become..., what did you say, stockings, did you make them?"

Zhuang Jihua nodded, and Mei Yuntian smiled: "I testified that he did it. Our family is his general agent in the western United States. But this is not a small fortune. The Cultural Revolution, you kid is too hypocritical."

"How could Zhang Zhizhong help you?" Gong Xiuhua smiled and pulled the topic back to the past.

"Aren't I going to jail in Wuhan? When Yun Fei and Ziniu saved me, they also saved his brother-in-law Hong Junqi. He is repaying my love." Zhuang Jihua said nothing.

He Haizhou began to be scared. He thought he was another student living in Huangpu in Shanghai. Then he realized that this was not the case. Who was Zhang Zhizhong? The just-passed 1.28 War of Resistance. Zhang Zhizhong led the Fifth Army to join the war. Now he was a little uneasy.

Zhuang Jihua fell in love with him, but he ignored him. Instead, he continued, "Embroidered paintings, come and help me. I plan to set up a factory in China. I will pay the money you owe here."

Gong Xiuhua was silent. It was not that she didn't want to leave here. But this place was Du Yuesheng's apprentice Jiang Zhaomingdi. If he didn't agree, she couldn't leave. But now if anyone could save her, Zhuang Jihua was undoubtedly the most suitable one.

"Leave it to me if you have any questions, don't worry." Zhuang Jihua said softly.

"This is the place for Du Yuesheng's disciple Jiang Zhaoming." Gong Xiuhua whispered in embarrassment.

"It's okay, whether it's a gang or a white society, you have to be reasonable. It's natural to borrow money to repay money." Although Du Yuesheng's reputation was great, Zhuang Jihua was still confident to convince him, and at worst he could pay more.

"But..." Gong Xiuhua wanted to speak and stopped.

Zhuang Jihua was puzzled, and He Haizhou solved the puzzle for her: "Mr. Zhuang, this matter is probably not easy to handle, it is not a matter of money. Miss Audrey is the pillar of this venue. If she leaves, it will affect the business here. So the venue will not let Audrey leave easily."

Zhuang Jihua now understood, he frowned and thought, "Have you signed the contract?"

"Sign it," Gong Xiuhua hesitated and said: "Eight years."

Zhuang Jihua smiled bitterly. This contract was long enough, but I could still think of a way, no one would have a grudge against money.

Zhuang Jihua looked at He Haizhou and was about to talk to him about Mr. Gu. He was a revengeful person. At this time, a man in a windbreaker came across from him and saw his figure. Zhuang Jihua couldn't help but smile.

"Miss Deli, Miss Deli, nothing is wrong."

"So what if you have something to do?" Zhuang Jihua said lazily.

The man stood up with a smile when he stood up. Zhuang Jihua was stunned for a moment, and suddenly screamed: "Teacher! Commander! You... You are back. Are you back!"

As he said that, he rushed over, took two steps and stopped. He raised his hand to salute, but Zhuang Jihua had already met him, and a fierce bear hug: "Manniu, Manniu, you are such a manniu!"

"Hehe, I can't change anymore." Wu Ziniu laughed, but tears came from his eyes.

Zhuang Jihua also had tears in his eyes, and the two looked at each other and smiled. Wu Ziniu wiped his tears: "Sir, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I've violated your rules."

"The meeting of old friends is a tears of joy." Zhuang Jihua also wiped his eyes: "Come on, let me introduce you to me. These are my friends, Mei Yuntian and Lian Xiaosen. He is Yunfei's nephew, and this is the leader of the He Gang of the Four Seas Gang."

"Yun Fei's nephew," Wu Ziniu didn't bother to ask He Haizhou, but looked at Lian Xiaosen carefully.

Lian Xiaosen had already stood up and clasped his fists at this moment: "Uncle Wu, my master is Zhao Xialingdong, and he is Uncle Song's senior brother."

"Okay, that boy Yunfei is so happy to know." Wu Ziniu was very happy, waved his hand and asked him to sit down, then turned to ask Zhuang Jihua: "Teacher, when did you make friends like He Gang Master?"

Zhuang Jihua smiled and said, "I just met and I am a new friend."

He Haizhou was a little embarrassed. He was both regretful and secretly happy now. Making friends like Zhuang Jihua would be of great help to him in the future: "General Mengzhuang is worthy of me, I am a high-level person."

"Zi Niu, don't call me a commander in the future. I am not a commander now. Besides, my life will be saved by you and Yun Fei. We are brothers. Let's call me the Cultural Revolution in the future. Sit down and sit down and talk." Zhuang Jihua greeted Wu Ziniu.

"That's not possible. There is a difference between superiority and inferiority. No matter when, I will be your adjutant." Wu Ziniu sat down, but he still shook his head and said, "Without you, I'm afraid my bones will be cold, and I'm not sure where it will be rotten. Humph, the principal is really, I want to listen to you, little Japan can enter the Northeast."

"Mr. Wu, the Cultural Revolution never mentioned his past events to us. Can you tell us?" Mei Yuntian had asked before. But Zhuang Jihua never mentioned it. He only told Zhao Lingdong about his past events, but Zhao Lingdong was also a tight-lipped person, without any leaks.

"Shaoqing, you are here again." Zhuang Jihua quickly stopped him. Wu Ziniu looked at Zhuang Jihua and did not dare to speak.

"Cultural Revolution. I have been thinking about it for a long time. Some things need to be changed. Don't you often say that the plan cannot keep up with the changes? Some resources can be used as long as they can be used. I want to go to Song Shibo, but you don't let them go. In fact, these relationships are very beneficial to us, and I also have a relationship, which may help you."

"What does it matter?" Zhuang Jihua made me realize. He was quite clear about the situation of the Mei family, and he didn't know what else there was in China.

"Grandpa used to have a friend named Song. He had three daughters studying in the United States. They were all taken care of by his grandfather. Later, his son also came, but his grandfather was no longer taken care of by his grandfather. His daughter also recognized his grandfather as his godfather."

Zhuang Jihua understood immediately. He couldn't help but sweat. It was a noble family and the relationship was buried deep enough. His plan was that he would return to China alone and find someone else in Shanghai, but Mr. Mei insisted on adding Mei Yuntian, and he didn't insist, because there was a person who knew the roots. After all, he felt something was wrong: "Why didn't you listen to Mr. Mei mention it?"

"Grandpa doesn't want to mention it. He is very dissatisfied with his aunt Song Ailing and his uncle Song Ziwen. He is also not satisfied with the principal whom he married to you. When she got married, grandpa sent a telegram to stop her. After she failed, he ordered the family not to mention this marriage again. He did not intend to recognize this marriage. He only told me before we returned to China that I could ask them for help if I had something to do. But he told me not to find them easily." Mei Yuntian said in a faint tone.

Zhuang Jihua suddenly felt happy. Now his affairs have turned around. What is more effective than Soong Mei-ling's pillow style?

"I said Shaoqing, I asked me to tell you what's good about you. I was worried along the way. Why did I draw this circle with the principal? I had such a good relationship in my sleeves." Zhuang Jihua couldn't help but complain.

Mei Yuntian did not argue or explain, but persuaded Zhuang Jihua to come: "I want to know what relationships you still have to use."

Before Zhuang Jihua could speak, Wu Ziniu spoke. He began to tell Zhuang Jihua's experiences one by one since the Whampoa Military Academy. Now Mei Yungenius knew that Zhuang Jihua had done so many things in those years. Why was he always worried that Chiang Kai-shek would not violate him? He thought that Zhuang Jihua and Chiang Kai-shek were just a little trouble.

Mei Yuntian shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I said to the Cultural Revolution, if you didn't leave, you probably would be the commander of the army now, the provincial chairman and the central committee member are no problem. You gave up like this. You are really open-minded."

"There's no way," Zhuang Jihua also smiled bitterly: "I don't want to go to suppress the Communist Party, so I can't shoot at Wushan and the others, so I have to go there and go cool."

Several people couldn't help laughing, their smiles a little bitter. He Haizhou looked at these people as if they were looking at a group of monsters. Who are these people? They could get the wealth and glory that ordinary people wanted, but they didn't bother to reach out, and they didn't care. If they wanted to change him, they might have knocked down a few times. Looking at the people who were smiling bitterly, he felt that he was an alien among the crowd. He was nervous and felt that he had to leave.

So he stood up: "General Zhuang, today's affairs are so offensive. I have something to do, so I will leave first. I will invite you to drink another day."

Zhuang Jihua didn't try to keep him, but just nodded with a smile and said a scene: "Okay, let's drink some more tomorrow."

After He Haizhou's back disappeared, Wu Ziniu asked: "Teacher, what's going on with this guy?"

Only then did this guy tell him what happened just now, and then asked: "What kind of gang is the Sihai Gang?"

"In Shanghai, this is a small gang. Compared with the Qinghong gang, it is a small gang. It mainly relies on water to make a living. The gang is always poor and rich, and it is no big deal." Wu Ziniu was a little disdainful.

"Make a living by water?" Zhuang Jihua and Mei Yuntian exchanged a wink: "How to eat it?"

"There are more than a dozen large ships in the gang to transport cargo and provide bodyguards. They are quite frugal on the water. From here to Nanjing and Wuhan, the water bandits along the way have to sell their face." Wu Ziniu knew that Zhuang Jihua would definitely have a purpose in asking these questions.

Zhuang Jihua nodded and said in his heart that this wine might be inevitable.

"Uncle Wu, do you know where Uncle Master is?" Lian Xiaosen finally found the opportunity to interrupt.

"He opened a grocery store in the public concession. He would talk to the commander every time he drank, but he..." Wu Ziniu looked at Zhuang Jihua and said, "He became more silent and his mind became heavier. If he didn't drink, he wouldn't be able to hit a big shot."

"He was depressed." Zhuang Jihua understood Song Yunfei very well. This was a very stubborn person. Once he was determined, he would never look back.

"Do you know who Yun Fei's wife is?" Wu Ziniu asked Zhuang Jihua with a strange expression.

Zhuang Jihua was stunned and then a somewhat unruly figure appeared in his mind. He couldn't help laughing: "Xiaoxiu. Is that right?"

Wu Ziniu nodded: "We were in Shanghai and Xiaoxiu came from Wuhan shortly after we were in Shanghai. They got married last spring."

Zhuang Jihua couldn't help it: "Let's go and see them."

"Now?" Wu Ziniu looked at the surface of his hand. It was already very late: "Let's go tomorrow."

Only then did Zhuang Jihua notice that it had passed eleven o'clock before he knew it: "Zi Niu, do you know where Mr. Zhang Jingjiang lives?"

"I know, it's at No. 47, Masi South Road, French Concession." Wu Ziniu replied casually. This section was exactly his jurisdiction, and hesitated about the relationship between Zhang Jingjiang and Zhuang Jihua. He was very careful about the situation of the Zhang family.

"It's another one that takes no time to get it." Mei Yuntian said with a smile.

"With Uncle Wu, we are blind in Shanghai." Lian Xiaosen also smiled: "Don't we still want to buy a house? Uncle Wu can just give me some advice."

"Well, yes, if Ziniu has time tomorrow, you can take them around and see if there is a house, rent or buy it." Today's trip is so worth it. Two old friends, God is favoring me, and Zhuang Jihua couldn't help but think of Liu Yinshu again.

"Zi Niu, do you know about Yin Shu in the past few years?" Zhuang Jihua asked.

Wu Ziniu shook his head: "No, we have been in Shanghai."

Zhuang Jihua was very disappointed, but Wu Ziniu suddenly looked around and lowered his voice, "But I know the news about Director Deng Yanda."

Zhuang Jihua's heart tightened: "What? What's wrong with him?"

When Deng Yanda was in Germany, he told him that he would establish a third party, a third party between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party. He also pulled Zhuang Jihua to join his party, but Zhuang Jihua refused. However, when he learned that he was going to return to China, he tried his best to delay him for eight months. However, Deng Yanda eventually left and he had no news since then.

Zhuang Jihua knew that Chiang Kai-shek would definitely kill Deng Yanda if he caught Deng Yanda. He also told Deng Yanda about this, but he only believed it by four points at most. Wu Ziniu was the instigator of the concession but mentioned Deng Yanda. Zhuang Jihua couldn't help but worry about her safety.

"Nanjing sent a special person to Shanghai to arrest him. It is said that a traitor has developed within the third party, just waiting for Deng Yanda to appear." Wu Ziniu whispered.

"How do you know?" Zhuang Jihua was a little surprised. Such a thing was very confidential, how could Wu Ziniu know?

"Who are you sending to capture Deng Yandadi?" Wu Ziniu deliberately sold an official, and Zhuang Jihua knew that he was an old acquaintance again. But he couldn't think of who it would be.

"Wang Xiaoshan." Wu Ziniu smiled. Zhuang Jihua also smiled helplessly, his smile was so bitter.

"Zi Niu. If there is any news about Director Deng, tell me immediately." Zhuang Jihua looked very serious.

Wu Ziniu was stunned for a moment: "Teacher, do you still want to save him? He was in Wuhan..."

"We have already talked about Wuhan in Germany," Zhuang Jihua cut off his words: "There has been too much blood, and being able to flow less can also be considered as retaining a little vitality for the country."

Wu Ziniu looked at Zhuang Jihua and felt very dissatisfied, but in the end he nodded in agreement.

"Do you have a relationship with this boss?" Zhuang Jihua asked: "The embroidered paintings are still in his hands, and I want to talk to him."

"The boss is Du Yuesheng's disciple. I don't have enough ground, otherwise I would have redeemed her for a long time, but someone probably can." Wu Ziniu shook his head and said, "Mr. Zhang Jingjiang, let him talk to Du Yuesheng, then everything is OK."

Zhuang Jihua thought for a while: "Tomorrow morning, I will visit Mr. Jingjiang, Shaoqing, you can go to Citibank to see it. If the money has not arrived yet, send a telegram to Rockefeller in my name and scold him. In the afternoon, let's go and see Yunfei together."

Wu Ziniu looked at Zhuang Jihua with some surprise and suddenly laughed: "Teacher, it seems that you are really rich. You immediately agreed to do business with us," then said to Lian Xiaosen: "He asked us to do business and promised me and your uncle that each of us would make one million in three years. Now, five years have passed. Including the interest, there should be two million."

Wu Ziniu spoke happily, but unexpectedly, Lian Xiaosen looked at him with pity. He was not only angry: "What's wrong with you? Are you envious or jealous?"

Lian Xiaosen curled his lips: "Oh, Uncle Wu, you are such a man. You are completely blinded by him, two million?"

Wu Ziniu looked disappointed and said with a tiring look: "That's offending him, but at least one hundred thousand will be knocked out. Yun Fei and I each knocked him 100,000, and sucked him bones and sucked the marrow. He dared to let me wait for five years, hum."

"Oh, I'm such a Uncle Wu who has never seen the world. I hope my uncle is not as stupid as you," Lian Xiaosen sighed, "If you want to change me, you have to knock him at least 200 million, and you don't want silver dollars, and you want US dollars, but even this is just a hair on his thigh."

"Ah!" Wu Ziniu was stunned. Climb-Piao Tianwen - Text First Posting Station, you can download it by registering a member
Chapter completed!