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Liu Zhiqiang originally wanted to give money, but those people didn't want it, but they were embarrassed to take it if they didn't want it. This was not bought for themselves, but for those classmates.

"No, really not. You have to take this money, because I can't eat that much. I guess my neighbors will definitely ask me to share some!" Liu Zhiqiang looked at them and said.

"Just give it to others, it's really not bad for you. You see, the warehouse is full of white flour, and it's still loading the car, it's all the time. It's all the troops want. Take it away. If you buy it next time, we will charge you money!" The man said to Liu Zhiqiang.

"But!" Liu Zhiqiang wanted to say something, but was interrupted.

"Don't be it, silly kid, take it away. By the way, if you want to go to work, come over, your friends. You can bring them here. We have a living 24 hours a day!" said another old man.

"Then, can we come here to work in the evening?" Liu Zhiqiang said immediately.

"Okay, of course, we are still short of a lot of people tonight!" said the man who sent white noodles.

"Thank you, thank you!" Liu Zhiqiang immediately said thankfully.

"Okay, kid, go back. Now that our country is strong, we who are outside will not be bullied. Even the little Japanese dare not bully us. If they catch us and the people in our country know about it, their little Japanese will be in trouble!" said an old man.

"Okay, I'll come here again tonight!" Liu Zhiqiang said.

"Can you carry it?" asked the man.

"It should be possible!" Liu Zhiqiang smiled, then thanked them, and then carried the big bag of flour and walked outside.

The troops and police who passed by saw him, didn't care. The flour was originally a controlled item, but when they saw Liu Zhiqiang's face, they didn't dare to ask.

Liu Zhiqiang carried the flour out of the port, and he was so tired that he was about to die. A large port was quite large, and he didn't dare to let other people help him carry it. The flour in the United States is not enough now. When Liu Zhiqiang carried the flour out, his classmates also saw it and soon surrounded him.

"Where have you gone, we won't find you later!" The students came over to take Liu Zhiqiang's flour, and one of the slightly stronger white men carried it on their shoulders.

"I've gone to the warehouse. I can't buy it outside, only the warehouse can buy it!" Liu Zhiqiang said.

"Hey, we just went in and saw a lot of people working inside. I wanted to ask them if they wanted people? When they saw that we were like this, they didn't want us. I heard that working inside was made with flour. 3 kilograms of flour a day, enough for the whole family to eat!" said the student carrying flour.

"Well, let's go, there are about 70 kilograms here. You five are all divided. By the way, I'll tell you something. I asked you about it. They want people. If you go there, it's OK. It's OK. It's OK during the day and night. It's also 3 kilograms of white flour a day. If you want to go, I'll take you there!" Liu Zhiqiang looked at them and started talking.

"Really, let's go, Jack, you're going to help us this time. There are not many classes in college now. We can skip classes and work. In the evening, we can still read books!" A boy looked at Jack and said.

"What about us? Or are we girls and the others? I can bear it. There are 25 kilograms of flour per pack and 50 kilograms per pack, 25 kilograms, we can do it!" A girl looked at Liu Zhiqiang and said.

"I don't know this. I'll ask them if they want to keep accounts. I'm going to keep accounts for $100 per month!" Liu Zhiqiang said with a smile.

"Wow~" They heard it and looked at Liu Zhiqiang enviously.

"It's okay, we'll go there in the afternoon. I'll ask them, let's go to your house, you've divided the white flour evenly, they gave it to me if you don't have money!" Liu Zhiqiang said to them.

"How is it possible if you don't have money?" The white men saw it and looked at Liu Zhiqiang in surprise.

"I really don't have money. I lied. I was afraid that they wouldn't sell it to me, so I said that there was no white flour at home. So they gave it to me! I'm sorry for them!" Liu Zhiqiang said.

"I'm sorry!" Those people immediately said sorry to Liu Zhiqiang when they heard what Liu Zhiqiang said.

At this moment, a few white men in the distance saw them carrying bags of things. Looking outside, they seemed to have white flour, so they surrounded them.

"What should I do? They are not going to steal our face, are they?" The students saw it and began to look nervously in the distance. After a while, the people came to the front.

"Open it and see what it is!" One of the tall people said to the people around him.

"I am Chinese, what do you want to do?" Liu Zhiqiang shouted in English.

"Chinese?" Those white people who were going to do it immediately looked at the leading white people.

"How do you prove that you are Chinese!" The white man couldn't believe it, but he still asked.

"You try to grab it. I bought this from the port. If you snatch it, I will find someone. I don't believe you can hide!" Liu Zhiqiang shouted in English.

"Damn it!" the white man cursed.

"Can we sell this one? Let's give it money. Please, we haven't eaten white noodles for a long time!" a white man next to him said.

"No, my friends didn't eat it either. I'll buy it for you next time!" Liu Zhiqiang looked at them and said.

"Okay, I agreed, we are here every day. If you have white face, come here. My name is John. If you ask the people nearby, you know me!" The white man looked at Liu Zhiqiang and said.

"Okay!" Liu Zhiqiang nodded.

"Let's go, you Chinese are so happy, thank you!" After the white man finished speaking to the others, he said to Liu Zhiqiang.

"Thank you!" Liu Zhiqiang also spoke.

Only when the white people left did their students dare to leave.

"Jack, John was right just now. You Chinese are really happy. I heard that now you Chinese join the army and are all scouts. The Japanese caught them and dare not kill you. They also have to talk to you Chinese to exchange prisoners. And you have also helped us a lot!" A girl said to Jack.

"Well, we are in the United States now. In the United States, we can help, so we must help!" Jack said with a smile.

At this moment, he felt that as a Chinese, he was very proud. Because of the strength of his motherland, the Chinese outside did not have to be bullied by white people like before. Now, when white people see them, they nodded and showed goodwill to them.

Soon, Liu Zhiqiang personally sent white noodles to his classmates' homes, so that no one would steal their belongings. After returning home, Liu Zhiqiang's mother prepared the meal and Liu Zhiqiang's father also came back.

"Dad, I want to go to the port to do things. I went today. They are willing to spend 100 yuan to treat me!" Liu Zhiqiang said to his father.

"Don't go to school?" Liu Zhiqiang's father heard this and looked at his son in surprise.

"Now many of our classmates are on the front line, and the professors are also going to work in the arsenal. We all read books by ourselves, and there are not many classes a week. I can ask for leave!" Liu Zhiqiang said.

"Okay, then when you come to my company and go to the port to do things, most of us are Chinese, which is very good! I am now doing accounting and translation there, more than 400 US dollars a month, and there is also a lot of white noodles for me!" Liu Zhiqiang's father thought for a moment, nodded with a smile and said.

"Such a high salary?" Liu Zhiqiang looked at his father in surprise.

"Of course, most of the American ports are ships of us Chinese now. Those who dare to sail on the sea are ships of us Chinese.

Yesterday, I just got a boat with someone, $4,000, and I will go to Qingdao, our motherland tomorrow. When we go, we will bring American machinery, and when we come back, we will bring food and other strategic materials. After one trip, we can earn tens of thousands of dollars!" Liu Zhiqiang's father said.

"Is our motherland really strong?" Liu Zhiqiang asked looking at his father.

"It's very powerful, really strong. Look at it now, the United States cannot stop Japan's attack, but our motherland has already attacked the Japanese.

I heard that the little Japanese has always wanted to surrender to our country, but our country just disagrees. The little Japanese is a beast. By the way, if the United States can't defend itself, you remember it, return to our country, and return to our motherland!" Liu Zhiqiang's father said to them.

"Okay, but, isn't it said that China wants to fight Germany? Can we win?" Liu Zhiqiang asked again.

"I don't know this, but I heard from the crew that they will definitely win, because China has General Hu. General Hu has never lost his battle. They believe that General Hu can defeat German troops!" Liu Zhiqiang's father said.

"General Hu, is General Hu Bin and General Hu who sent a clear telegram before?" Liu Zhiqiang continued.

"Yes, but you are not allowed to call Hu Bin, General Hu. I heard that in China, General Hu is a figure like a god of war. The United States wants to spend $100 million to invite him to come to war, but our country does not agree!" Liu Zhiqiang's father said.

"So powerful?" Liu Zhiqiang was shocked when he heard this.

In northwest China, Hu Bin, while forming a command center, also had to inspect the training of the entire northwest troops, especially the armored troops.

Whenever Hu Bin arrives at an armored division, he first needs to go out of the army to see the training status of the army, and then he will assess the commander to discuss the tactics of armored troops with the commander. Sometimes, the troops must start exercises immediately. There is no script exercise, set a goal, and let them command and fight by themselves. Hu Bin watched from the side. (~^~)
Chapter completed!