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

In Murakami Kishisuke's suite, he was receiving a blond, blue-eyed middle-aged foreigner with a leisurely expression.

"Mr. Reagan, I feel relieved to see you come in person."

The middle-aged foreigner nodded slightly and said:

"I am relieved that Mr. Murakami has arrived safely."

After they finished talking, they burst into laughter.

Murakami secretly cursed these foreigners for being greedy and cowardly. There were banks in Shanghai, but they insisted on doing business in Hong Kong.

Reagan secretly complained that the Japanese were shameless and vicious, using the money they plundered in the East to buy weapons and equipment, and then invaded and plundered again...

Both parties drank tea and exchanged some polite words, allowing their subordinates to hand over the items.

Ito opened the door filled with gold and people from HSBC came in one after another.

Under the bright light, twenty-two mahogany boxes were arranged in order.

"Then let's start inspecting the goods."

As the bank guy spoke, someone nearby was holding a camera.

Ito waved his hand, and the military police immediately stepped forward, walked to the neatly arranged boxes, and tore open the seals.

The people from HSBC nearby had their cameras ready to take photos for the files.

Outside, Murakami and Reagan were still laughing about the weather in Hong Kong Island.

There was a loud noise in the room mixed with screams, and then Ito's voice was heard in disbelief.

"What's going on?" Murakami didn't know how serious the matter was when he stood up.

When he walked to the door, he saw Ito tearing the seal and opening the lid of the box like crazy.

He was very unhappy. Ever since what happened that night, Ito-kun became gloomy and easily angered.

But he is also a victim.

Thinking of this, Murakami felt a dull pain in his anus.

His mind was full of random thoughts, but his eyes were very honest. He stared at the dark box for a long time before he uttered a roar.

"Where's the gold?"

After Murakami Kishi finished yelling, he felt a black screen before his eyes.

Three days ago, he came in specially to take a look and had someone open the boxes in the front row. The gold inside was still there.

The people at HSBC Bank nearby were surprised, but they kept clicking their cameras.

They even secretly took a picture of the furious expression of this Japanese Foreign Ministry official.

When Reagan saw this situation, his face became uncertain.

He was not sure whether this was a play performed by the insidious and cunning Japanese people.

He said something simple and left with the bank’s people and his own people.

He had to go back quickly and report the situation to the boss behind the scenes.

The Japanese have already transported part of the military supplies and ammunition they wanted to Hong Kong Island, the rest are being transported, and another part is being produced.

Considering that the Japanese had paid very quickly in previous times, and also because they were sure that the Japanese had obtained a large amount of gold when they were in Shanghai.

This time we decided to produce first and collect the money later.

The current situation is a bit bad. More than 100 tons of gold is equivalent to more than 100 million US dollars. If the money cannot be collected, the investors behind it will suffer heavy losses.

The sunny Queen's Wharf is bustling with boats out and about.

The hawkers' shouts, the laborers' calls, and the cheers and cries of those who came to pick up their loved ones, all intertwined to create the flavor of life.

In the crowded harbor, Lu Pingsheng and Wei Miao were sitting in a small fishing boat.

"Brother Lu, why don't we leave? What are we waiting for?"

Lu Pingsheng threw the bag in his hand to Wei Miao, "Lie down for a while, I have something to do."

Wei Miao didn't seem to be disgusted. He lay down on the dirty bag and raised his hand to touch Ali who was eating fish.

Lu Pingsheng stared intently in the direction of the Yokogawa, and only when he saw a blond middle-aged man and a group of people hurriedly getting off the ship and walking towards the car on the roadside of the port did a smile appear on his lips.

"sail."

The old man who had been sitting quietly at the bow of the boat started rowing without saying a word.

Wei Miao was already accustomed to Lu Pingsheng's various connections.

"A Miao, did you eat all those things?" Lu Pingsheng looked at Wei Miao with burning eyes.

Wei Miao put his hands behind his head, looked up at the sky and white clouds, and said "hmm" lazily.

Lu Pingsheng was overjoyed. He bent down, held Wei Miao's cheeks, and kissed her on the forehead.

"Ah Miao, you are really my lucky star."

Wei Miao's cheek was pricked by his fake beard and it hurt. She suddenly remembered the scene she saw in the first class cabin and felt a chill all over her body.

"Brother Lu, we are all grown men, don't you think it's disgusting?"

Lu Pingsheng grinned broadly, "Ah Miao, you don't understand, you don't understand, you don't know how great a thing you have done."

Wei Miao looked at the silly bearded man and thought to himself, should he take advantage of Big Brother Lu's happiness and ask her to give him some of the gold in the vault?

After thinking about it, she felt that it was unlikely. Although Brother Lu seemed rich, he actually needed much more money than her.

"Dad, dad, dad, dad, dad..."

After calling "Dad" ten times in a row, Wei Miao continued to look up at the sky.

Forget it, let me earn today’s ten gold bars first. I guess after today, there won’t be many opportunities to make money so easily.

Immersed in joy, Lu Pingsheng did not react at all.

According to the intelligence he had, the European and American military weapons ordered by Japan had already been produced and shipped, waiting for the Japanese to pay for the goods.

Now that the payment for the goods has gone into A Miao's pocket, what bothers me most is the capital.

The Japs will not start a war until next year. It will take 39 years for Hans to blitz Poland, and by that time, munitions and medicines will be scarce.

Lu Pingsheng thought of setting up penicillin and sulfa factories in the northwest. By then, he could collect money through his operations.

Thinking of this, Lu Pingsheng turned his gaze to the little cub with his eyes closed.

The thing he pasted on the dark cheek looked unrecognizable.

The eyes were closed, the eyeliner was long and upturned, and the thick eyelashes were formed into a small fan shape by the sunlight.

The striped raccoon cat at his feet had finished eating the fish and was licking its paws, occasionally wagging its tail leisurely. Its pair of cat eyes always glared at him with contempt.

"A Miao, don't sleep yet. There are clothes, shoes and clean water in the cabin. Change them after you go in." Lu Pingsheng reached out to pinch her cheek.

Ali suddenly arched his body and gave him a low warning growl.

Lu Pingsheng touched his nose and said, "I gave you the fish for nothing."

"Meow!"

When Wei Miao woke up, he smelled a fragrance. He rubbed his swollen forehead and saw the solid wooden ceiling.

"Meow~"

Seeing that she had woken up, Ali called out to her, jumped off the bed and ran out through the open window.

Wei Miao looked out the window and found that it was already dark. He touched the soft bed and pricked up his ears to listen.

About a wall away, some people were drinking and chatting.

“No wonder it smells so good.”

Wei Miao hasn't eaten much since getting on the boat, and now his stomach is rumbling.

When she turned over and got out of bed, she stared at her smooth instep for a while.

I touched my cheek and remembered that I had already washed the things on my face when I was on the boat.

Brother Lu said that now they are Lu Pingsheng and Wei Miao from Shanghai.

Wei Miao understood, it meant that he could show his true face to others.

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Push back two days~~~~