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

Wei Miao got into Durand's car, and He Fengqing was taken away by Durand's men in a very imposing manner.

Zhu Wang was released and went to report the news to He Fengrong.

In the car, Wei Miao told Durand about Lu Pingsheng's situation. Seeing Durand's eyes reddened, she was quite moved.

Then Durand asked, "Have you explained the shares of Luca Shipping?"

Then he explained in Wei Miao's slightly contemptuous eyes:

"You don't know, the goods brought back by the fleet this time are really in short supply. I went to Jinshi for only five days and they were all sold out. Many merchants came directly with gold to reserve..."

Wei Miao saw the greed in Durand's eyes and didn't think it was strange.

When she first entered the vault, she was also greedy, but she didn't have any other thoughts because she knew that she owned half of the things.

With Brother Lu in this situation now, Durand is still the best. I am just worried that the Japanese and the people behind Dr. Ding may have some bad intentions.

"Mr. Durand, I will attend the party in ten days on behalf of Brother Lu and tell everyone about the arrangements he made before the New Year."

Durand looked at Wei Miao's calm expression, lowered his eyes for a moment, deliberately breathed a sigh of relief and smiled:

"As long as Luca has arrangements."

Wei Miao smiled and said, "These are not businesses worth tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of dollars. Transactions worth millions of dollars must be planned early."

Durand took off his military cap and laughed heartily, "Luca has always been a very lucky man, and David, you are his luck."

Wei Miao also smiled innocently.

She likes Mr. Zeng Si more and more. Humans who only want to be prodigals are more pure and adorable.

Duran stopped his car at the entrance of the cotton mill and waited for Wei Miao to get out. He stuck his head out of the window and said:

"There was an explosion in the northern suburbs yesterday. The army is tense. I will go see Luca after this period of time."

Wei Miao waved goodbye to him and went to the cotton mill.

Several workers in the Jianpu factory were carrying large bales of cotton yarn. The factory director took Wei Miao through the factory and walked to a row of two-story buildings at the back.

"The factory gate was not open yet in the morning, so I waited outside. His attitude was pretty good."

I don’t know how Lu Pingsheng arranged it, but the factory director was quite nice to her, a teenager.

Because I had agreed on the price with He Fengqing last night, now all I had to do was inspect the goods and quantity, sign the contract and collect the money directly.

The factory director took the accountant to hand over the work to the other party, and Wei Miao was sitting in the office.

After seeing off He Fengqing's men, Wei Miao looked at the cheerful factory director and the finance department and said:

"Today, the concession is under martial law. Let the workers go home early. Tomorrow is a day off. Before they leave, they will be given an extra half month's salary..."

The son didn't feel bad about buying his grandfather's land, and Wei Miao was very happy to spend Brother Lu's little money.

Seeing the factory manager and the accountant's hesitant expressions, Wei Miao said, "Give them an extra month's salary."

Unfortunately, the two were not as happy as Wei Miao expected. The thirty-something factory manager tried to test them:

"Mr. Xiao Wei, is this factory still open?"

Wei Miao suddenly realized what they were thinking. All the cotton yarn was sold out at high prices, and the people in the factory were unable to weave. What was the point of keeping it?

Wei Miao smiled slyly and said, "We are just getting started. The price of cotton yarn changes every day. Let the workers continue to weave cloth when they go back to work the day after tomorrow. If Mr. He and his friends come to buy it, we will sell it at the highest price of the day's transaction."

The factory manager and the accountant smiled happily when they heard this.

The worker outside with the camera turned around and shouted:

"The factory is not closed down, I will give you an extra half month's salary, and today and tomorrow are both holidays..."

All kinds of cheers make people's eardrums vibrate.

The factory director walked out with a stern face and scolded a few words, then was picked up by several strong workers and thrown into the air.

The accountant quickly dodged and said, "I am an old man and I can't stand being thrown at. Just remember Mr. Lu's kindness. He is not like those cannibalistic capitalists."

One of the workers immediately said, "Yes, Mr. Lu is a truly kind person. He only lets us work eight hours a day, never delays our wages, and gives us holidays during festivals..."

Hearing the responses from outside the door, Wei Miao smiled with sweet dimples.

Sister Lan’s dream at the beginning was to work in a factory. It didn’t matter if it was a bit hard and tiring, as long as she didn’t have to eat plain meals at home.

Xu Ayu also envied the girl in the alley who worked in a textile factory. Although she worked 12 hours a day, the monthly salary was thirteen dollars, which was considered the best job by everyone in the alley.

If they knew what the situation was like at Brother Lu’s cotton mill, they would probably think that Brother Lu was the greatest good man ever seen in history.

It was already ten o'clock in the morning when Wei Miao and the cheerful workers left the factory.

This place is actually not far from Guihuali, and I can have a delicious meal if I go back now.

Wei Miao touched his rumbling stomach and resigned himself to walking towards an alley opposite the factory.

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In the police station, Wu Ziyang stared fiercely at the group of people standing in front of him, his peach blossom eyes full of annoyance.

"Deputy Chief Patrolman, this is not our fault. When the gunshots started, the brothers ran over immediately. But they were so exhausted at the time that if we rushed over, we would probably be defeated."

"The entire tram was surrounded by people, and the shouting of those people sounded like they were going to fight to the death."

"If we hadn't fired our guns, I'm afraid the remaining few would have had their lower bodies trampled to pieces."

Wu Ziyang closed his eyes and waved his hand, telling them to get out.

The group of people rushed to the door as if they had been pardoned, fearing that if they left a step late, they would be kept back and scolded again.

After all, the Chief Inspector, who had not been here for a long time, scolded Deputy Chief Inspector Wu in front of everyone.

I heard that Deputy Chief Inspector Wu was promoted because he saved the Chief Inspector. A new Chief Inspector was replaced a few days ago, and everyone felt that his good days were over.

There were two people who were ready to make a move and started to take frequent actions, but they didn't expect that before the New Year, the chief patrol officer brought a young foreigner to find Wu Ziyang, and the three of them went to the dance hall arm in arm.

The next day, everyone was quiet.

Some people said that the young foreign devil was the nephew of the consul of the consulate and was also a naval lieutenant commander.

They all knew that Deputy Chief Inspector Wu's position as the second-in-command was probably more secure than before.

Wu Ziyang watched a group of people running out as if they were escaping for their lives, and said coldly: "Wu Xiaowu, you stay!"

Xiao Wuzi slowly turned around under the sympathetic gazes of everyone.

After the door was closed, Wu Ziyang lit a cigarette and glanced at the unprepossessing young man in front of him.

"I heard that they didn't move forward because they listened to you? And you clearly caught two people, but they slipped and ran away?"

Wu Ziyang had a headache. He patrolled the shops with more than a dozen people, but he didn't catch a single decent person. The ones he caught were all Nanyang people, Ah San, and two Japanese dwarfs who were watching the fun and cheering on the side.

He couldn't even find a decent excuse for them.

Xiao Wuzi showed a trace of fear on his face and said hesitantly:

"Deputy, Deputy Chief Inspector, I, I saw that they were all crazy, and I was afraid, afraid that my brothers would be affected. You know I have a sister to support, and everyone else has to support a family. If anything goes wrong..."

Wu Ziyang wanted to chew the cigarette in his mouth and swallow it. He stared at him for a long time, "I hope this is what you really think!"

After saying this, without waiting for him to explain, he waved his hand and told him to go down.

Looking at the closed door, Wu Ziyang sat in his office chair in a daze.

His father and brother were both revolutionary pioneers who supported Mr. Sun's ideas and his Northern Expedition.

What was the final outcome?

He was desperate about the country and the authorities. Before the external threat was eliminated, internal strife broke out and the one party was split into three.

You finish your performance and I take the stage. Who cares about the lives of ordinary people? Who still remembers the merits of those who sacrificed their lives for the revolution?

At least he has been without his parents and brothers for all these years, and the authorities have not provided him with any compensation at all.

Why are there always people who want to prop up a country that is in decline?

He had already noticed Xiao Wuzi's abnormality a long time ago, and had even demonstrated it to him twice.

No matter who he is or what he wants to do, just regard him as the last bit of goodwill from the Orientals to this country.

"Oh my god..." Wu Ziyang put out the cigarette in his hand and sneered.

Instead of worrying about others, he should think about how to calm the anger of the Gauls.

Just at this moment, the phone rang.

Durand's lazy voice came from the receiver.

Wu Ziyang listened to his slightly excited tone, and a smile filled his passionate peach blossom eyes again.