From the Siheyuan, I started to run around in the world

Julia hasn't returned from the United States yet, but the arms shipped from the United States have already arrived.

Fortunately, Julia had prepared the dock warehouse in advance, otherwise how to unload the goods would become a problem. It is impossible to put the things into the small world at the dock.

3万支m1903春田步枪，10万枚防御性手雷，100挺12.7毫米重机枪，2000万发子弹以及1000吨铜。

Zhang Dongliang also sent back 100 tons of medicines and 100 million pairs of stockings to the United States on the ship. The batch of stockings that were airlifted earlier served as a base for the market.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the warehouse guards' shift change, Zhang Dongliang put all the supplies into the small world, and felt much more at ease.

In troubled times, having weapons to defend yourself gives you peace of mind. Well, this is not about Zhang Dongliang himself, but he must make some plans for the future.

The cloth from Watanabe Shichiro's company had not arrived yet, so Zhang Dongliang took the opportunity to urge for the supply of cloth to have several trysts with Ikuyoko.

Watanabe Shichiro knew what was going on and made very appropriate arrangements, which made Zhang Dongliang very pleased with Watanabe Shichiro's understanding and taste.

Ikuyoko also served the master she would follow in the future very wholeheartedly. This made Zhang Dongliang feel that this trip to Shanghai was not without gain, right?

It's another sunny day, and Watanabe Shichiro's cloth should be arriving soon.

Although Zhang Dongliang wanted to go find Ikuyoko, he was a little embarrassed because he had been going there more frequently recently.

Before Ikuyoko could finish her thoughts, she heard a knock on the door and Feng Chengcheng's voice rang out, "Dongliang, I'm back."

Zhang Dongliang, with a lustful look on his face, quickly wiped his face, changed his expression, put on a happy smile, went over to open the door, and welcomed Feng Chengcheng in.

"Oh, Cheng Cheng is back, welcome, welcome."

Feng Chengcheng, who was exhausted from traveling, came to the second floor and sniffed, which made Zhang Dongliang feel suddenly uneasy.

"Dongliang, have you eaten hotpot again recently? Why does it smell so strongly of mutton?"

Zhang Dongliang felt relieved.

No, Zhang Dongliang suddenly realized: "Why should I feel guilty? Feng Chengcheng is not related to me."

But Feng Chengcheng has a really sharp nose. She can still smell the hot pot she had two days ago.

What if I get a little bit of another woman's scent on me in the future~ Hehe~ Think about it for yourself.

Zhang Dongliang closed the door casually, and was startled by a woman's scream of "Ah".

Zhang Dongliang looked back and saw Wang Yueqi covering her nose with her hands, tears of grievance streaming down her face.

No, what is Wang Yueqi doing here acting as a light bulb?

"I'm sorry, Wang Yueqi, I forgot to tell Dongliang that you're still behind."

Feng Chengcheng quickly apologized to Wang Yueqi embarrassedly.

Zhang Dongliang also looked at Feng Chengcheng and Wang Yueqi speechlessly.

When this happened, everyone originally thought that Feng Chengcheng had come back from another place to meet her lover, but she didn't expect that there would be another person following her.

Seeing how Feng Chengcheng and Wang Yueqi are sticking together all day long, does it mean that if I marry Feng Chengcheng in the future, I can get one free and also give Wang Yueqi as a maid?

This is really chilling bad news, Zhang Dongliang speculated wildly.

After Wang Yueqi finally stopped crying, Feng Chengcheng explained to Zhang Dongliang.

Feng Chengcheng came to see Zhang Dongliang, and Wang Yueqi was thinking about the delicious food, so she insisted on coming along, which led to this misunderstanding.

Wang Yueqi wasn't crying because she felt wronged, but because her nose was sore from the blow she just received.

Zhang Dongliang looked at Wang Yueqi with sympathy. This silly child was so unlucky.

"Student Wang Yueqi, to express my apology, I will treat you to a big meal at noon today. Tell me, what do you want to eat?"

"That's what you said, Mr. Zhang." Wang Yueqi immediately beamed with joy.

"I want to eat hot pot. I came here just for hot pot."

"Ah~~ Why?"

"You can only eat Peking-style hotpot here. You can't get authentic hotpot anywhere else in Shanghai."

Well, this reason is very strong, and Zhang Dongliang reluctantly agreed with Wang Yueqi's statement.

But Zhang Dongliang has been getting tired of eating hotpot recently. Everyone here likes to eat hotpot, so he might as well open a hotpot restaurant.

Didn’t Zhang Dongliang eat it himself two days ago?

In fact, it was not the hotpot that Zhang Dongliang ate himself. Chen Hanlin came over and Zhang Dongliang congratulated Chen Hanlin on his promotion to inspector, so they had dinner together.

A few days ago, in order to celebrate his promotion to inspector, Chen Hanlin wanted to invite Zhang Dongliang and Feng Chengcheng to dinner together. Feng Chengcheng happened not to be there, so Zhang Dongliang advised Chen Hanlin against it.

"Brother Hanlin, you were able to be promoted to inspector because you ruined Feng Jingyao's plan.

You invited Feng Chengcheng to dinner, aren't you rubbing salt into her wounds?"

Only then did Chen Hanlin realize his inappropriate behavior, so he gave up the idea of ​​having dinner with Feng Chengcheng and simply had a hotpot with Zhang Dongliang as a celebration among buddies.

With Wang Yueqi present, some things that only two people can say to each other are no longer convenient to say, and they can only talk about some high-sounding topics.

"Cheng Cheng, you've been to so many cities on tour recently, how do you feel?"

Speaking of this issue, Feng Chengcheng became excited.

"Dongliang, that's great. I didn't expect your song would cause such a big sensation."

Feng Chengcheng excitedly introduced the grand performances in various places. This was an experience she had never had before, and it gave Feng Chengcheng a new sense of accomplishment.

Feng Chengcheng seems to have found an effective way to realize her self-worth.

Wang Yueqi enjoyed the meal very much. Out of guilt for making Wang Yueqi cry, Zhang Dongliang kept serving her food during the meal.

Wang Yueqi ate with relish, her mouth full of grease.

Feng Chengcheng kept telling Zhang Dongliang about the interesting things that happened during the performance, and Zhang Dongliang just acted as a listener with a smile on his face.

But in my heart I was thinking: "If you knew, Cheng Cheng, that I have found two women these days and I am living quite well, I wonder if you would go crazy?"

"Dongliang, our drama club's director Ouyang Han wants to invite you to visit and give him some guidance. He has been rehearsing a lot of shows recently, but the response from the public has not been great."

"Yes, yes, our Director Ouyang has always said that he wants to meet a great talent like you."

Even with a mouth full of mutton slices, Wang Yueqi couldn't stop talking. She kept interrupting when the topic of the drama club came up.

Zhang Dongliang, who was familiar with the plot, quickly refused.

Of course he knew that Director Ouyang Han was also a person who didn't want to eat meat, and he couldn't get along with such a drama club director.

"Dongliang, do you have any good works recently? Can you write another song?" Feng Chengcheng looked at Zhang Dongliang with hope.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Zhang, if you write one more song, maybe Cheng Cheng will marry you."

Wow, this Wang Yueqi actually learned to answer questions quickly.

"Well, Cheng Cheng, to create a work, you need to have an understanding and inspiration of life. It's hard for me to say right now."

But Feng Chengcheng still looked at him with hope, so Zhang Dongliang could only bite the bullet and say, "I'll try again."

Zhang Dongliang made up his mind that at worst he could just copy another one.