The fat policeman said angrily when he saw him like this: "Boss Shen, don't pretend to be good, just go and do things with ease."

Chen Shenzhou, who was exposed, was immediately furious. He said with a dark face: "Fatty Huang, when is it your turn to talk to me like this?"

"Cheng, you are the uncle, and I am the junior. But I am really kind-hearted after I come down."

The policeman named Fatty Huang was joking with him: "I understand and tell you that this is Charlie Han, the uncle from our ancestral home in northern Jiangsu is shaking the flag. Who would make trouble for him? Uncle Yang is fighting against him! We have also produced people here. I heard that Yan Jiuling and others have also led the team to produce people in the public concession, so you can let go!"

Chen Chanzhou was displeased when he heard this, and only grabbed one sentence: "Why is Huaiyi from northern Jiangsu? My ancestral home is still from Sijiucheng! Do you know what my nephew has to do with him?"

"No..." Fatty Huang didn't understand: "Boss Shen, are you fighting with the Public and Director General? No one is a good person! Am I telling you the situation?"

Now Ye Zhongxing, after saying goodbye to He Peiqi of Shanghai Daotai, appeared at Ye Zhongming's home.

The second brother suddenly came to Shanghai, and Ye Zhongming couldn't help but ask in surprise: "Why didn't you say anything in advance?"

"Oh, it's uncle." Mahjong Po squeezed through the bed intimately with Ye Zhongxing.

Ye Zhongxing nodded to her faintly.

He didn't like this woman very much because he knew that if he didn't have this status, he wouldn't be a uncle. Even if he was a grandson, he wouldn't look at him.

Seeing Ye Zhongxing's cold expression, the woman didn't mind continuing to be busy with enthusiasm, and didn't care about her husband's eyes and then she begged for uncle's eating?

Ye Zhongxing finally became impatient and said, "My elder brother and I have something to say!"

The mahjongpo just stepped back embarrassedly, but hid next door and listened carefully.

"Brother, I heard you were in some trouble a few days ago?"

"How did you know? Hi, this is a hidden dragon in Shanghai. Sometimes it's normal to suffer some losses. That time, your nephew was provoking someone he shouldn't have provoked." Ye Zhongming said shamelessly.

"How come you don't tell me?" Ye Zhongxing asked, and Ye Zhongming smiled bitterly: "You have been in trouble recently, why bother you."

Then he said, "Second brother, thank you for your kindness, but Charlie is really a big background and has a direct foreigner background. It's really not easy to mess with. Let's just forget it. By the way, you have something to do when you come to Shanghai? Have you done it?"

"It's still in operation." Ye Zhongxing is not a businessman but a man in the government. He has a thick belly so he can hide things.

Seeing that the eldest brother was like this, he just said, "I'll rest at your house today."

"Okay, I'll ask your sister-in-law to clean up your room."

"Okay, let's have some drinks tonight. Brother, you have to relax when you encounter problems. This person may encounter some trouble one day." Ye Zhongxing finally said something. Ye Zhongming was immediately nervous, not knowing what he meant...

His wife ran out: "Oh, uncle, don't you know that your elder brother is worried and afraid all day long. Last time your nephew hit that person, his face is still a little bruised."

Ye Zhongming yelled angrily: "Enough! Go ahead and go."

"What's wrong with me talking to my uncle? I'm not his nephew. You, as a man, can't do anything to others, but uncle may not."

She was excited when Ye Zhongxing stood up and said to Ye Zhongming with annoyance: "Brother, I'd better go back to Guanyi to live, because there is purity, how about you accompany me to sit?"

"Go for a walk."

After the two brothers left, Mahjong Po began to wipe her tears in grievance: "I am not pure anymore. Once I become an official, I will not treat people as human beings, I'll bah."

It will be two o'clock in the afternoon.

Under Han Huaiyi's leadership, foreign journalists are taking photos of the broken boatman's dormitory and interviewing the beaten boatman.

When people from Gaojiazhuang heard that some foreigners were coming from the boatman, they ignored them, and did not blame the public, right?

What's wrong with the foreign devils? None of these religious people have any good things.

Besides, there are benefits to getting them!

But as they were talking, a tall and burly middle-aged man walked out of the house.

Those villagers in the village quickly greeted him when they saw him.

Gao Jin, the head of Gaojiazhuang, cursed: "Everyone kept a little bit of a word, for fear that others would not know if you got the benefits. I have advised you before. This is because they, the foreigners who eat foreign food, are picky on our ground and don't buy our things and look down on others! In this way, we are justified in the government."

This guy is tall and burly, and his face is also extremely fierce.

When I glared at me, everyone was a little scared.

The village people suddenly shrank their heads, and then Gao Jin said again: "Since foreigners are coming, you can come here to see me now. It is best to let foreigners hurt you when you get a chance, and then pester him to the government!"

Everyone nodded quickly after hearing his words.

After they left, Gao Jin went back to the house and said to someone: "Boss Chen, if you want the people in all the villages to make trouble, I can't just say it."

"Don't worry, when this matter starts, you will carry people and lie at the door and just bite them. It's the foreigners who harm you, and it's the foreigners who beat you! There will naturally be someone who will stand up at that time."

The person who spoke was the businessman named Le who had visited He Peiqi before, and his real name was Le Hengming.

He used a pseudonym here, and he was not the shopkeeper of the Le family but the manager of the outer room.

How could Hangzhou's big businessman Le Bo'an take action personally when fanning the flames?

But Gao Jin cares about him, as long as he has money, it’s fine!

The boatmen from foreign companies ate big fish and meat every day, and he was jealous of them! That was so rich that he had eaten meat for the workers. He felt sorry for him if he didn't take the opportunity to make some cheaper things.

Seeing this guy doing rough things and having a carefree personality.

Le Hengming was a little confused and didn't want to stay anymore, so he said to him: "Okay, Lord Gao, I'll go back first. If you have any news, I'll contact you."

After saying that, he took out a red seal from his arms.

Gao Jin snatched his hand and turned it over and spitted it a few times, revealing dissatisfaction on his face: "Our village may have to do something and have to sue, so you can give it that little?"

"Isn't this going to take one step at a time? As long as the owner of the manor can burn the fire to the foreigners, there is still this number behind it." The other party smiled, and in fact, he was thinking to himself, I'm a fucking ghost and I'll come to you again.
Chapter completed!