"Tomorrow. We will set off for Shanghai tomorrow." I stood up and walked to the balcony.

Opposite is the bay. There are merchant ships with the British rice flag floating above, reminding me that this place is still the land of the British.

"China, when will it become stronger? My people, when will it take back their lost dignity?" I silently recited the two sentences in the "Shenbao" and clenched my fists.

On July 6, we boarded a ship heading to Shanghai.

We boarded a passenger ship, and we were traveling with three British merchant ships.

"Boss, you have a very good idea. With these three British merchant ships, no one dared to touch our things along the way." Nico stood on the deck and looked at the three huge merchant ships following us, and laughed.

"When you went to find Beilu, he didn't make things difficult for you, did I ask with a smile.

"No. The old man agreed very happily and asked me if the three ships were enough." Nico lit a cigarette.

"It seems that George V has a great face." I laughed.

Our ship departed from Hong Kong on July 6 and arrived in Shanghai on the morning of July 8.

That morning, the wind was strong and it was whistling. I stood on the deck, looking at the continent in front of me, the mountains and rivers in front of me, and my mood was surging.

This is the land of the Chinese. The Chinese have lived on it for thousands of years, but in the next ten years, it will be ravaged by the Japanese!

What can I do? As a moviemaker, there is only all I can do.

"Boss, we are here, Shanghai is here!" Fei Mu pointed to the distance and shouted at me excitedly. I straightened up and raised my head. Sure enough, I saw a gray land appearing in the distance.

Most of the sea are small wooden boats, with Chinese people wearing short jackets or simply shirtless on them. You can also see large ships passing by, but those ships are hung with foreign flags, and these ships are extremely arrogant and often rushed directly towards those small Chinese boats. The Chinese had to panic and row the boat open. If you slow down, you might be knocked to death.

Occasionally, you can hear small songs floating over, babbling, not-ending, and the loudest sound is mostly sad. The closer you get to the port, the more ships there are. In the end, dense small boats appear in front of you. People raise fire on the bow of the boat to cook, smoke rises in the air, and it is quickly blown away by the wind. Some people stand at the stern of the boat with fluffy eyes and peeing, opposite him is the woman on other boats. There is no scruples.

The child was crying, mixed with the scolding of adults, and you could also see untidy women coming out of the boat, pouring the filth from the toilet into the sea. On some slightly better boats, policemen wearing clothes or people with little money shook their heads and came ashore from the boat. "Master, come often when you have time!" A woman who is applying makeup and powder often appears inside the boat. She waves her handkerchief and greets her in a coquettish way.

This is Shanghai. It was located in Shanghai in 1931.

Our ship passed through two days of route and entered the Shanghai Pier. The scene in front of me made me wonder how to describe it.

Although this city is indeed Shanghai, I can't associate it with the bizarre city of later generations. This city is like a piece of rotten cheese. It emits a frigid smell. Looking along the way, people's spirit is numb.

The boat arrived at the dock. Feimu ran over and said to me, "Mr. Corleon, the Shanghai Municipal Government seems to have held a grand welcoming ceremony at the dock."

"I haven't greeted the Shanghai Municipal Government?" I said in surprise.

I don't want to be so swaggering. On the contrary, I feel like I'm just entering a star movie company without saying a word and doing what I should do.

"Those people and places are very well-informed. Besides, President Rutman has already greeted the Nanjing government, so they naturally cannot not make such a situation." Fei Mu smiled bitterly.

I was convinced by these people, stood up and kept shaking my head.

"But, boss, not only the people who came to greet you were from the government, but also from the cultural and artistic circles, as well as many celebrities and the general public." Fei Mu's following sentence finally made me feel a little spiritual.

In contrast, I don’t like those officials. I prefer to interact with those cultural people and ordinary people.

"Boss, I heard that Shanghai has all kinds of people. Do we want us to send the factory guards out?" Darren Oliver whispered to me.

I shook my head and said, "No, don't make the trick in Hong Kong. Although this place is mixed, no one will deal with me here."

"Don't worry, I'm close to my personal protection." Holgina put an exquisite pistol in her pocket.

As the ship slowly landed, I heard cheers coming from outside, and there were also the sound of firecrackers that I was extremely familiar with.

Zhang Shichuan, Zheng Zhengqiu and others went first, and finally I walked off the passenger ship accompanied by Fei Mu and others.

"So many people!" At the moment we had always been, the fat man stood beside me and turned his mouth.

At the dock, there were people all at a glance!

There were military and police everywhere maintaining order. A red carpet was laid in front of the pier. On the red carpet were people in suits, ties or Chinese long gowns, probably all of whom were well-known. In addition, further away, there were black people. The entire pier was filled with crowds, noisy and chaotic, but the scene was undoubtedly very pompous.

"The Chinese are so polite. They are more polite than the British." Stenborough smiled.

We got off the boat and the person on the other side met him. Among them, one of them was very conspicuous. He was wearing a long gown, about forty years old, and his hair was combed with greasy hair.

"Boss, that person is the mayor of Shanghai, Zhang Qun. This person is Chiang Kai-shek's aide and his confidant." Fei Mu said in a low voice.

"Mr. Corleon, welcome to ShangChina, welcome to Shanghai!" Zhang Qun walked over and held my hand.

"Thank you, the mayor, for coming here in person, which makes me really terrified." I smiled, Zhang Qun looked at me, then looked at the translator brought by his side, and was immediately stunned.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Corleone is so well-speaking Chinese. It seems that you are in vain this time." Zhang Qun said to the translator, making everyone around him laugh.

Next, under the leadership of Zhang Qun, I met with the military and political officials in Shanghai one by one. They were all pampered people. Most of them had never heard of their names, but some of the generals of the army were heroic.

We didn't stay at the dock for long, so Zhang Qun personally opened the car door for me and invited me to the welcome banquet with me.

"Mr. Corleon, when Chairman Jiang learned that you were coming to China, he specifically told me to be grandly entertained, and even personally formulated a complete set of welcome ceremonies. No one has ever enjoyed such treatment." Zhang Qun's first sentence made me not know how to answer. I could only reply to the past with some high-sounding words.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

Our car was driving up. There were military and police standing guard on both sides. The people gathered around the streets, shouting loudly. It was obvious that these people were still sincerely welcomed me.

"Go to the most high-end hotel in Shanghai. There, people from all walks of life in Shanghai held a grand welcome banquet for you. Mr. Corleon, it is our great honor to be here! Chinese people like to call you our most trusted friend." Zhang Qun laughed loudly.

The car drove all the way and then stopped in front of a big hotel.

Zhang Qun accompanied him personally and everyone entered.

As soon as I entered the hall, I was a little at a loss by the heat waves coming.

Putting flowers, taking photos, and taking photos from the reporter... After a while, I was already sweating profusely.

After all these things were done, the welcome banquet officially began. First, Zhang Qun made a passionate speech on behalf of the government. Then I also paid for it and said something. Finally, Zhang Qun began to pull me to introduce the well-known people in the banquet.

The nature he introduced was all about politics and military people. I nodded and smiled one by one.

When my face was about to be froze, he took me to a man in a suit.

This person looks about 3 years old last year, very energetic, handsome, and gentle.

"Mr. Corleon, I have to introduce you to this. Mr. Dai Li, he was specially sent by Chairman Jiang." Zhang Qun pointed at the man and said.

Dai Li!?

The gentle man in front of me is Dai Li, the spy leader?

I couldn't believe my eyes.

"Mr. Corleon, I am very happy to see you. I am here this time. In addition to being entrusted by the Chairman to arrange your safety issues, I will also transfer the gift place given to you by the Chairman." Dai Li said as he waved behind him.

A waiter came over with a box.

Everyone who attended the banquet gathered around and wanted to see what kind of gift Chairman Jiang would give me.

Dai Li solemnly took the box and opened it.

A scream of exclamation suddenly sounded around.

Inside the box is a sword with extremely exquisite workmanship. Although the sword looks very simple and has no fancy decorations, it can be seen that it is definitely not used by ordinary people. Even people who don’t know much about this kind of thing know that this thing seems to be a very high-standard one that can be worn.

"Mr. Corleon, this sword is the sword of Chairman Jiang. He has always been with him and is his treasure. I heard that you are coming, and he entrusted me to give you this gift. He told me that you are the most trusted friend of the Chinese, and you must let you experience the warmth of home in China. In addition, with this sword, no one in China may be detained without authorization. You can contact Chairman Jiang directly at any time without notice."

Dai Li held the sword to me with a serious expression.

Everyone around me made a sound of surprise. I took it, turned the sword to Kava behind me, and then nodded to Darren Oliver.

Darren also picked up a box.

"Mr. Dai Li, this is a gift I gave to Chairman Jiang. Please be sure to hand it over to Chairman Jiang. I am very grateful for his special observation of me." I opened the box, and there was a camera inside.

"Many of Mr. Dai Li and Mr. Corleon's movies were born under this camera," explained Femu, who was standing beside me.

"This is a very precious gift!" Dai Li smiled and then took it.

After giving each other gifts, the guests and hosts drank and chatted. The banquet was still quite friendly.

After Zhang Qun introduced these military and political figures, he introduced me to celebrities in Shanghai, so-called celebrities, either rich or advantageous.

I nodded to indicate the chairman, general manager and other companies.

"Mr. Corleon, please come here and I will introduce you to some people from the cultural circle." At the end of the introduction, I clearly saw that there were three people behind me who did not introduce them. Zhang Qun was about to pull me away.

The three people standing behind showed great embarrassment on their faces.

"Mr. Mayor. Can you introduce these three gentlemen to me?" I pointed at the three humans and said.

My words made the three people smile with gratitude suddenly appear on their faces.

This occasion brought together all the prominent people in Shanghai. In front of so many people, they could not afford to lose this face.

A hint of contempt suddenly appeared on Zhang Qun's face. It was obvious that he looked down on these three people very much.

But if I say that, he can't refuse.

"Mr. Corleon. These three are all from the Shanghai entertainment industry." Zhang Qun smiled.

His words made many people around him laugh, and there was a contemptuous question amid the laughter.

The three people smiled even more and more embarrassed.

"In the entertainment industry? Speaking of which, we are colleagues." I quickly helped these three people.

The three of them walked up to me and held my hand gratefully one by one.

"This is Mr. Zhang Xiaolin." Zhang Qun pointed to one of the old men in his fifties and said.
To be continued...