I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

Ellie thought for a moment before finding the purchase order from a pile of documents and placing it on Charles' desk.

"It was your German friend who asked you to ship the goods in the East."

Charles thought about it and suddenly remembered what his German friend said when his merchant ship left.

"Although this drug has passed simple clinical trials and can treat pneumonia, it is not allowed to be marketed in our country. You can take it directly to the East and fool them. My dear friend, I look forward to your good news."

Charles touched his nose a little guiltily.

When Wei Miao asked if he could help buy some books, he readily agreed.

When Wei Miao left, he was carrying a small box of samples of various goods, with an innocent and cheerful smile on his face.

In this way, she only needs to find one more person, and her plan to make money will be half successful.

In the evening, at the back door of the Ciro's stage, the dancers dressed up beautifully and started to work.

They were flirting loudly, speaking in the soft Wu dialect, complaining on the surface but actually showing off their various suitors.

Wei Miao was in the inconspicuous darkness, watching the scarlet sparks from the cigarettes in their hands flickering, and their cute laughter was filled with a hint of the carefree and unrestrained attitude of "getting drunk today".

"Sister Rose!"

The swaying white rose got out of a car and slowly walked towards the crowd.

No matter what their expressions were, the dancers took the initiative to greet her and make way for her.

"Sister Rose, I heard that the Americans want to invest in your movie?"

"Hey, didn't you read the newspaper? It's already being advertised."

"Sister Rose has good looks and temperament. Our Ciro's will also have a Butterfly."

White Rose held her head high and chest out, like a queen, as if she could not hear their compliments. Her high heels tapped on the ground, making a rhythmic "tap-tap" sound.

"Miss Lu!" Wei Miao spoke, his childish voice quite abrupt among the soft Wu dialect.

White Rose paused slightly on the stairs, turned her head, and met a pair of dark eyes.

She turned and walked to Wei Miao, staring at her for a long time before saying calmly:

"Little guy, it's you. This is not a place for you to come."

Someone nearby took over the conversation, "Yes, he is still a little kid, go home and find his mother to feed him."

A group of women giggled sweetly, like noisy ducks.

Wei Miao was not affected at all. He looked at Bai Meigui's somewhat empty eyes with clear eyes and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Ms. Lu, I have business to discuss with you."

Bai Meigui was stunned for a moment. She really couldn't imagine what this kid selling cigarettes at the door could talk to her about.

"I quit smoking recently." She did not respond to Wei Miao calling her Miss Lu.

Wei Miao didn't expect that she would change much after hearing him call her "Miss Lu".

The news that Bai Meigui's name is Lu Wenting came from Wu Ziyang.

The top star of Ciro's, White Rose, was from Northeast China. Her family was originally well-off and her father was a well-known patriot in Northeast China.

Appeared in Shen City after September 18th.

Because her identity document was handled by Wu Ziyang, he knew more.

In White Rose's exclusive dressing room, there is no strong scent of cosmetics, only light fruity and floral scents.

Bai Meigui, who had already changed into a dress, opened a fruit basket, took out an orange and handed it to Wei Miao.

"I heard that you waited for me before?"

Wei Miao took the orange generously and sat obediently on the small stool opposite her.

"Miss Bai, you are a straightforward person, and I won't hesitate. We have a batch of goods and want to invest in the black market."

The white rose is in a lazy posture. I casually pick a bright red rose from the flower basket next to it and gently sniff it.

She did not take the thing Wei Miao handed over.

Wei Miao placed the paper in his hand respectfully in front of Bai Meigui and said:

"Miss Bai, I've put the things down. If you're interested, you can go to Julanli Lane to find Patrolman Xiao Wu."

After she finished speaking, she stood up and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute."

White Rose said in a low voice, pointing to a large fruit basket and a bunch of red roses beside her:

"Help me throw it away."

Wei Miao gently put the tangerine in his hand back into the fruit basket, stared at the white rose and smiled faintly:

"If Miss Bai is willing to act as a matchmaker, you won't have to ask anyone to deliver these things in the future."

After saying that, Wei Miao walked out the door carrying a fruit basket in one hand and a beautiful rose in the other.

Bai Meigui was stunned by her clear eyes one second, and then the next second she saw her clumsy movements and was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"You little jerk." She cursed with a smile.

"Who can make our Miss White Rose so happy? It deserves a reward."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door that had not yet been closed was pushed open.

The man who was speaking was wearing a long gown and a top hat. He was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. He was not very tall and had a very tough look. When he looked at people, his eyes inadvertently exuded coldness.

"Mr. Zhang, you two can talk slowly. I'll be leaving first." The manager was very respectful to this big shot in the Green Gang.

After the door was closed, Bai Meigui glanced at him indifferently and sneered:

"Mr. Zhang is so majestic."

Mr. Zhang locked the door and stared at Bai Mudan. The anger and madness that had been suppressed burst out in an instant.

"Wenting, I'm late." He reached out to touch Bai Meigui's cheek.

Bai Meigui tilted her head slightly, and he touched nothing. Mr. Zhang ignored her struggle and pressed her down on the dressing table.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Wenting, I'm sorry, I didn't know that I would disappear for just a week and that American guy would do something to you..."

White Rose struggled at first, and all the expensive cosmetics on the dressing table fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

Later, she looked at herself in the mirror with red eyes. She really didn't have the strength to struggle, so she suddenly let go of her body and let the person behind her do whatever they wanted.

After a long time, her long skirt was put down, and there was a hint of satisfaction on Mr. Zhang's slightly cold face.

"I'm sorry for you this time. Please feel free to ask for anything you want."

She listened to the man's voice and felt ironic. This was her fiancé, the man who had said he wanted to avenge his parents and brothers.

Now he has become a traitor who sells out his country for personal gain. He is trafficking in opium, buying and selling human beings, and forcing women of good families into prostitution. All of these things have angered God and the people and are against morality.

Bai Meigui licked the blood from the corner of her mouth, her hollow eyes moved slightly, and she handed the balled-up paper in her hand to the man.

“I want to sell these goods.”

Master Zhang took the paper and put it in his pocket without even looking at it. He reached out and held her hand that was scratched by her nails, and said softly:

"Wenting, I know you blame me, but I can't stay out of this situation in my current position."

Bai Meigui glanced at him and pulled the corner of her mouth, "Tell me when you have said hello."

Looking at the girl who used to be pretty and bright, and now has become what she is now, Mr. Zhang has heartache and guilt in his eyes, but they are soon replaced by ambition and desire.

"it is good."

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