Ma Mingyu is used to blood, killing, and disability. He is all treated by Western medicine. He does not agree with traditional Chinese medicine very much, and he also thinks Su Mengyu is wrong.

"I think you know some Western medicine treatment techniques very well, so I must have learned it, right?" Ma Mingyu couldn't speak directly, so he felt a little tactful.

Su Mengyu nodded and said, "When Nanshi was in war, I helped rescue citizens. I felt that Western medicine is indeed worthy of emergency surgery, so I took the time to learn some."

After pausing, Su Mengyu continued: "But injuries and illnesses are different, while traditional Chinese medicine treats internal medicine far better than Western medicine. For example..."

Anyone who talks about his expertise or profession will feel uncontrollable, and Su Mengyu is no exception.

Ma Mingyu didn't expect that he was just talking casually, but attracted a long speech from the lady, so he had to listen patiently and nodded from time to time to show that he was listening carefully.

After finally waiting for Su Mengyu to stop speaking, Ma Mingyu quickly changed the subject and said, "The book I asked Miss Chu to take is not this. If she comes and I happen to fall asleep again, please wake me up, okay?"

Su Mengyu agreed, and after such interruption, her conversation was reduced by half.

Ma Mingyu stood up with pain again, supported by Su Mengyu, and went to the bathroom for convenience. The long explanation of traditional Chinese and Western medicine finally ended.

In the afternoon, Chu Jiao arranged the car repair shop and drove away early. Anyway, she was the boss, so no one could care about her being late and leaving early.

I ordered a few dishes at the restaurant, two light dishes for Ma Mingyu, and the remaining dishes were given to Su Mengyu and Zhao Youcai, and Chu Jiao went to visit Ma Mingyu again.

After entering the building, Su Mengyu came up to him. After the two of them said a few words, Ma Mingyu heard it and opened his eyes and waited.

After a while, Chu Jiao walked in and saw Ma Mingyu opening her eyes, she teased: "It seems that she can't die, or she just dies with her eyes open."

"You guy, you won't say good things." Ma Mingyu rolled his eyes.

Chu Jiao waved her hand indifferently and said, "Are you still afraid of this? If you want to live long, don't do this dangerous thing."

Ma Mingyu patted the book beside the pillow and said, "What book do you give me? It's written in a mess."

"It's not about learning, just take a look at it and relieve your boredom!" Chu Jiao moved the chair, sat down, looked at Ma Mingyu and said, "Where are your subordinates, don't you contact them?"

Ma Mingyu pondered for a moment and said, "They each have their own hiding place. Except for me, everyone knows very little. If someone doesn't escape smoothly, the involvement will not be too big."

Chu Jiao nodded and said, "To be honest, your operational personnel are really not of high quality. Even compared with me, they are much worse."

Ma Mingyu smiled and joked: "Miss Chu is of course a master. Not to mention my subordinate, even if you were your former teacher, I am ashamed of myself now!"

Chu Jiao was not humble either. She nodded with consent and said, "You don't have to underestimate yourself. Although I am a little better than you, it is not so easy to defeat you."

Hey, this guy is pretty crazy.

Ma Mingyu wanted to roll his eyes, but he still held it back and asked, "What were you doing when you used a needle to penetrate rice grains that day?"

"Did you see it?" Chu Jiao asked, but knew that there was no need to answer, so she explained: "A small way to exercise patience. I will put more effort into it to avoid him from saying that I am impatient."

"Who said you are impatient?" Ma Mingyu asked.

Chu Jiao shrugged her shoulders and did not answer the question, saying, "I feel that it's much better now. I can calm down for a long time. This is impossible before."

Ma Mingyu nodded and said, "I can see that being able to sit down without rushing and wearing rice is indeed much more calm than before."

Chu Jiao smiled, a little proud, and said, "I will be the top expert after practicing for a while! How about it, are you looking forward to it?"

Ma Mingyu was amused and crying, nodded repeatedly and said, "I look forward to seeing the style of top experts. I hope I can get faster, in my lifetime..."

"Don't say good things." Chu Jiao reached out and pointed Ma Mingyu, "What does it take me so long to have my lifetime?"

As he was talking, Su Mengyu came over to take her body temperature and asked Ma Mingyu if she was hungry.

Chu Jiao looked at her watch, stood up and said, "I feel relieved when you're fine. I have to go to Jiaotong University to meet the students I sponsored."

"Did you support college students?" Ma Mingyu was a little reluctant, but he didn't stop him and said, "It's quite rich. It's not easy to tell, but it's a good thing to use it right."

"What's not good? The money I earn is not smelly." Chu Jiao opened her eyes and said lies with confidence. She waved her hand and said, "You have a good rest and recuperate, and you will be lively in two days. Don't stay here at that time, you have to take care of me."

Ma Mingyu snorted, waved his hand, and signaled Chu Jiao to leave quickly.

Su Mengyu looked at Chu Jiao and Ma Mingyu, and thought these two people were really interesting. They had a different relationship, but they were not very polite when they spoke.

…………………

Shen Chen was very busy because it was soon April 10th and 11th. Those were the days that the Japanese were looking forward to and the days of the board of directors of the Ministry of Industry and Technology.

The Japanese are full of confidence because as of the rough statistics ending April 1, the number of Japanese in Shanghai increased by more than 26,000 compared with the previous year, an increase of 60%.

Among the foreigners in Shanghai, the number of Japanese people has ranked first. Therefore, this election not only attracted attention in the local area, but also domestic newspapers in Japan regard it as major news and pay attention to the election results.

Moreover, this election was held shortly after the establishment of the Wang Puppet Government (March 30). If the election is successful, it will greatly benefit the cooperation between Japan and the Wang Puppet Government.

On March 26, more than 8,000 people with authority for compliance with regulations and registration were 3,200 Japanese, and more than 900 Japanese were registering with the Ministry of Industry.

In other words, the number of Japanese people at that time exceeded half of all those with power, and the situation seemed to be quite beneficial to Japan.

According to statistics on April 8, the number of votes in Japan was roughly equivalent to the number of votes that the United Front of the United Kingdom and the United States had.

Japan is looking forward to votes from Italy and Spain, while Britain and the United States are committed to winning the support of third countries such as Germany, Jews, Poles and other third countries.

However, on the day of the election, the actual number of votes reached more than 13,000, which was the difference from the previous count of more than 8,500, which was more than 4,600 votes.

The more than 4,600 votes were unpredictable by the Japanese. It made the balance of votes suddenly lean towards Britain and the United States, which determined the Japanese's failure.

In fact, as early as March, Britain and the United States had already joined forces.

First, they mobilized newspapers and broadcasts to create a public opinion offensive, claiming that "if the Japanese win in the election, the concession will become the Japanese concession, and the rights and interests of the whites in the concession will be expelled."

In addition to using public opinion to prevent third-country people from supporting the Japanese, British and American companies also intimidate third-country people who work, "If you vote for the Japanese, you will be squid."

Of course, the other side of intimidation is buying. For example, distributing cards to qualified people; picking up voters to voters for free; ration of gasoline for free; actively reducing and exempting those who temporarily owe rent and taxes; mobilizing leisure ladies to prevent women from abstaining from rights, etc.

These are a number of means to expand the number of people with authority and have achieved success in a short period of time.

Therefore, the Japanese could only accept the result of failure and hated the United Kingdom and the United States for adding property restrictions to the elections and their cunning and sophisticated election skills.

On the other hand, Britain and the United States have taken all measures to repel the Japanese offensive and can celebrate.

"Cheers to victory!" Alcott's face was already red, but he raised his glass with great enthusiasm.

Shen Chen raised his glass with a smile, but he drank very little wine.

"It's just a temporary victory. The Japanese will take other measures. The Concession--" Shen Chen shook his head gently at Spielberg who came over, indicating that he is not optimistic about the prospects of the Concession.

"What's the matter?! Shanghai will always exist." Spielberg had a different attitude, "A free city-state is like Florence and Venice."

"A Japanese-" Spielberg frowned, "They may want to conquer China and dominate East Asia, but there is no possibility of challenging Britain and the United States."

Shen Chen did not agree with this optimism, nor did he want to make a long statement. He just smiled and turned to his business in Macau.

"It's very good, it's a good start." Spielberg's eyes lit up again, and he said, "Your girlfriend will be a smart businessman in time. And that little guy is also very smart."

"Just enough money to earn enough for their lives." Shen Chen felt a little relieved. After all, relying on his remittance alone is not a long-term solution, even though his money is enough for Lu Shuang and the others to spend a long time.

"I will go to Hong Kong in a while. Do you want it--" Spielberg's hand unconsciously stroked the air and asked Shen Chen.

Shen Chen nodded without comment. He hadn't made a good idea yet. Of course, if he had time, he wanted to go there. The jewelry and diamonds in his hand were not easy to sell in Shanghai, but they could be sold at a good price in Hong Kong.

"I found a girl." Spielberg suddenly lowered his voice and said to Shen Chen: "I'm so beautiful. I'm from Macau. I'm only nineteen years old. You must meet her. This is my family that I want to reorganize."

Shen Chen looked at Spielberg with a different expression. He was almost fifty, so he found someone nineteen?

Spielberg understood what Shen Chen meant, but his eyes still flashed with gloss. "She looks really beautiful. I have studied many magazines. It doesn't matter if my father is older, it mainly depends on his mother's age. Well, look at Abraham, he is still giving birth to a child at the age of eighty. But no woman is willing to give birth to a child after she is thirty."

Spielberg seemed very excited about this new theory and got closer to Chen Chen. "Seventeen to thirty years old is the time when he has the strongest fertility. Do you know, seventeen to thirty years old."

"How did you know this girl?" Chen Chen thought of the people market, that is, the market for selling people.

"Through an agent, I paid the woman - that agent, that's it." Spielberg was a little guilty and turned his eyes away.

A big hand landed on Spielberg's shoulder, and the two turned their heads almost at the same time.

It was Mike, the doctor. His cheeks were flushed and his breath was filled with the smell of whiskey.

"I didn't expect to see you here." Mike stepped over the back of the chair with surprising agility and sat down next to Spielberg. "I don't attend such cocktails often, and I don't know a few people."

Spielberg looked at Mike with a scrutiny look.

"Oh, maybe you think of my situation. I thought I'll have only been better in a few years?" Mike's eyes seemed to be covered in clouds, but they still looked sharp.

Spielberg smiled awkwardly and said, "Nothing is there, are you a doctor? Do you have to pay for yourself if you check yourself?"

It seems that Mike is a not generous doctor. If you think he is his friend, you can take advantage of it, then you are wrong.

Mike didn't care and said to Chen Chen through Spielberg: "This victory is also very important to Mr. Chen? If the Japanese win, I'm afraid you will be the first one to fire."

"So they lost." Chen Chen was not worried at all, and he was not happy about it now. In more than a year, the concession was about to fall into the hands of the Japanese. No one would have thought of it?

Mike reached out to grab a cup of whiskey from the waiter's tray, signaled to Chen Chen and Spielberg, and then started drinking it himself.

At this time, Alcott walked over and was obviously excited to drink.

"According to me, we defeated the Japanese today, do you think so?" Alcott was proud, after all, some of the tricks in the election also had his ideas.

"Of course, the Japanese don't even know how they defeated?" Spielberg was in the same mood and excited.

Chen Chen smiled and nodded, agreeing on the surface, but said in his heart: The only language that the Japanese know is force. You foreigners are actually just temporarily safe, although this safety is also very important to him.

Of course, this setback also made the Japanese unable to find a better way to control the public concession, and could only seek cooperation with the Ministry of Industry and Technology within a limited scope.

Moreover, the Japanese vaguely realized that they wanted to control the power of the concession without deteriorating relations with the United Kingdom and the United States. It would be best for the Chinese to take back the concession.

Therefore, they began to spare no effort to clamor and support the so-called "retrieval of Concession" action of the Wang Puppet Government.

But this was impossible at that time.
Chapter completed!