Warlord: Starting with Subduing Little A Qiao

Upon closer inspection, they are fruit canning factories, biscuit canning factories, candy canning factories, and so on.

This is a very large sum of money!

It's important to know that canned food originated abroad. It was made by heating and sealing wide-mouthed jars to preserve food and prevent it from spoiling or deteriorating for a long time.

This method quickly spread to China, where the first can of fermented black bean dace was invented.

However, due to the requirements for sealing and preservation technology and packaging, the price is often not cheap.

In other words, Lu Zhenhua did indeed give him a very generous gift.

However, when his gaze fell on the word "canned food," a glint flashed in Ye Bai's eyes.

In terms of the variety of canned goods, the market for canned goods in the north has not been opened up yet, and most canned goods currently appear in the southern regions.

The types of products available on the market are mainly vegetables, poultry, seafood, candy, and biscuits.

At this time, the luncheon meat and braised pork canned goods that would later become common in modern times were far from being invented.

Thinking of this, Ye Bai couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that Deputy General Manager Song's factories could add another cannery.

After finishing thinking about the arrangements for the cannery, Ye Bai looked at today's original plan.

He received an invitation from the Shanghai General Chamber of Commerce a few days ago, saying that the Chamber of Commerce would be holding an important meeting and that Ye Bai must attend.

The time happens to be today.

So Ye Bai asked Luo Zhan, who was standing nearby, to send a car to accompany them.

When they arrived in the city center, Ye Bai noticed that many shops along the way had put up banners that read "Authentic Chinese Products, Boycott Japanese Products".

Seeing this, the corners of his mouth pursed slightly.

With Northeast China now completely under Japanese control, the Chinese people's protests against the Japanese have grown increasingly unsatisfactory.

Furthermore, as the contracts signed by the Japanese with other countries became increasingly unfavorable to China, the calls for resistance against Japan grew louder and louder within the country.

At the same time, the revenue of the Yip Group has indeed been getting better and better.

On the one hand, the things he sells are of good quality and inexpensive.

Mid-to-low-end products meet the needs of ordinary people, while high-end products meet the needs of the wealthy and powerful.

Why not have the best of both worlds?!

Another perspective is that Ye Bai was selling domestic products.

This was precisely when the trend of buying domestic products was at its peak, and many ordinary people preferred to buy domestic products rather than foreign ones.

This, in turn, boosted sales for Ye Bai's factory.

When Deputy General Manager Song reported this matter last month, he was beaming with pride.

It is said that the products sold in the past month or two have broken new sales records.

At the time, Deputy General Manager Song was still excitedly remarking.

"Boss, you're such a lucky star! It's like you have divine help coming your way."

Thinking of this, Ye Bai couldn't help but laugh.

As if divinely inspired?

He simply knew the key moments of certain events better than others.

Just as Ye Bai was deep in thought, a noisy sound came from ahead.

I rolled down the car window and looked over. I could see a large group of students marching ahead, holding banners.

Seeing Ye Bai's expression in the rearview mirror, Luo Zhan, in the passenger seat, asked a question.

"Brother Ye, what's wrong?"

Ye Bai shook his head to indicate that he was alright, and then asked.

"These are all students from Shanghai?!"

The driver in the front seat then began to explain.

"They're supposedly students from Fu-ri University or St. John's Women's University; these schools are located close to each other..."

Just as they were speaking, the marching procession arrived in front of them.

Some people, seeing the car's luxurious style and the prominent Paramount logo, immediately went up and knocked on the window.

Judging from the shape of his mouth, one can vaguely make out the words "open a window".

Luo Zhan first glanced at Ye Bai behind him, and after seeing him nod, he rolled down the car window.

"what's up?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the voices of the young students immediately rang out.

"Why don't you dare show your face?"

"We've been calling for action all over the country, but these prominent and powerful figures in Shanghai are hiding in their cars, not even showing their faces!"

The students' passionate words made Luo Zhan, who was standing nearby, frown slightly.

These students act entirely on passion.

In his view, this behavior was simply unreasonable and sophistry.

At this moment, the young student who was leading the argument continued to hurl insults.

"What I said is absolutely right! These warlords are only thinking about seizing power and profit, and plundering the people's wealth, while they completely ignore the people who are freezing to death on the streets!"

"Isn't your Paramount Ballroom a living example? You are the ones who should be overthrown! If it weren't for you, how many poor people could be spared from poverty and famine..."

As he spoke, the student marchers behind him joined in loudly.

830 "Down with the Japanese devils! Down with the warlords!"

At this moment, Ye Bai suddenly frowned.

Something's not right here.

The next moment, several men holding stones and iron bars appeared from the street corner. Although they were dressed in school uniforms, it was clear at a glance that they were not real students.

Taking advantage of the chaos, these people rushed to Ye Bai's car one by one, raised iron bars and smashed them wildly against the inner windows.

The sound of shattering glass made the crowd uneasy, and then a huge mess began to break out.

Immediately afterwards, a smoking bomb was suddenly thrown onto the car.

Luo Zhan, who was in the front row, was startled. After a moment, he grabbed the ammunition and threw it out.

With a loud bang, the crowd scattered, shouting for help.

Then, with another bang, the sound of explosives rang out, and several students nearby fell to the ground, their car windows shattered.

At that moment, a shard of flying glass grazed Luo Zhan's forehead in the front row, and a few streaks of bright red blood flowed down.

Upon seeing this, Ye Bai's expression turned completely cold.

Throwing a bomb at your own car is clearly an attempt to kill yourself!

Who exactly sent them?

Ye Bai was now secretly pondering this.

Just as Ye Bai turned around, he saw a man wearing a Zhongshan military uniform.

Judging from his back, the man appears to be rather thin.

When the other person turned the corner and revealed their profile, Ye Bai narrowed his eyes.

That's clearly Yoshiko Yamaguchi!

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At this moment, Luo Zhan, who was standing to the side, also clearly saw the figure of Yamaguchi Yoshiko.

Ignoring the blood still seeping from his forehead, Luo Zhan pushed himself out of the car and prepared to catch up with Yamaguchi Yoshiko.

Just as he was about to rush out, Ye Bai's voice rang out from behind him.

"return."

Upon hearing the voice, Luo Zhan immediately slowed down and turned around sharply to inquire about the situation.

"Brother Ye?"

He always obeyed Ye Bai's every word, but his raised tone still betrayed his doubt.

Since Yoshiko Yamaguchi fled, various forces have been tracking her whereabouts.

As the person who exposed the fact that Mrs. Yokota was Yoshiko Yamaguchi, Ye Bai had probably already become Yoshiko Yamaguchi's number one thorn in her side.

Why aren't you chasing after Yoshiko Yamaguchi now that you've clearly spotted her?!

Seeing the confusion in Luo Zhan's eyes, Ye Bai said calmly.

"The fox will always show its tail; the real big fish is yet to come."

These words cleared up Luo Zhan's doubts.