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

In the underground cargo hold of a cruise ship bound for Southeast Asia, the Zhu family's eldest brother and several thieves sneezed.

Surrounding them was a crowd of smelly, crying people, their ears were filled with noisy cursing, and the feeling of shaking beneath them made the few people who had just woken up tremble all over.

"Mr. Zhu, it's all your fault. Just let us go..."

Before he could finish his words, he was kicked by the eldest brother of the Zhu family, who had his hands tied.

"If you want to die, just yell as loud as you can."

The man was crying and snotting, and finally came to his senses. Several people had their hands tied behind their backs and could not hold their heads and cry.

The eldest son of the Zhu family was surprisingly smart at this moment. He thought he had caught the yellow bird, but he didn't expect that there was a hunter watching him from behind.

He thought over his plan and every detail of the things he had stolen, and finally came to a conclusion.

The people who kidnapped them onto this human trafficking cruise ship must have been the ones who killed that hypocrite Mr. Rong.

Perhaps they had broken into his murder scene and taken away the money first. The man was outnumbered and had to follow them, and finally took advantage of their drunkenness to steal the things they had worked so hard to steal.

The head of the Zhu family gritted his teeth. This thief was so hateful that he not only took their things, but also sold them!

Sold them!

Some said they wanted to go to Southeast Asia, or the West, and some even said they wanted to go to the niggers to pick cotton.

This person was able to send them onto this snake boat without anyone noticing. He must have someone behind the scenes. It's so scary.

woohoo~~

If I had listened to my father, I would have worked as an errand boy in Mr. Rong’s newspaper office, earning a salary every month. After saving for a few years, I could have married a wife to keep me warm in bed. . .

woohoo~~

He doesn't want to marry a nigger.

Just as the eldest son of the Zhu family buried his head in his knees, shedding tears of regret, the hunter Wei Miao took advantage of his work convenience and sent out all the codes written by Lu Pingsheng almost non-stop.

"Brother Lu, I remember you said that during the New Year and other holidays, your salary will be tripled, and there will be bonuses?"

At this moment, the unshaven Lu Pingsheng was looking at the telegram he had translated in his hand with burning eyes.

He was very tolerant of the little devil's little thoughts and nodded perfunctorily:

"Yes, yes, yes, basically three times, but Brother Lu is a swindler, I will give you five times the reward."

The little brat probably doesn't know what a big thing he has done.

In just three days, all the problems that had been worrying him were solved.

Although he was unable to use the radio to contact the headquarters, he asked the little devil to explain the situation briefly when he sent the telegram.

Now that the headquarters has called back to commend him, the signature at the end makes his heart beat faster.

If nothing unexpected happened, he would actually be on his way to the holy place in his heart, but at this moment he was in the basement without sunlight and tears welled up in his eyes.

In a room on the ground, lay the comrade who had decided to sacrifice himself without hesitation after listening to their simple plan.

"A Miao, will White come over the day after tomorrow?" Lu Pingsheng reluctantly lit the paper in his hand.

Wei Miao heard his voice was muffled, and replied pretending not to notice:

"Well, Dr. White will come early tomorrow morning."

Lu Pingsheng waited for the flames to die out with reluctance before carefully stirring the ashes.

"Please tell Dr. White that it's time for him to go to work."

"Oh." Wei Miao answered absentmindedly.

Lupin stood up and looked at her. Seeing her sitting cross-legged on the box and pinching her fingers, he asked:

"What are you doing?"

Wei Miao jumped off the box, kicked his legs, swung his arms, and spoke in a very formal manner:

"Brother Lu, the total number of characters sent and received in the telegram is 3, 8079.3 cents per character, a total of 5 yuan, multiplied by five, a total of yuan, plus the gold I spent in the past few days and the round-trip fare and meal expenses..."

Lu Pingsheng watched her little mouth open and close as she spoke, and then he was stunned and silent.

Wei Miao felt a little guilty and waved his hand in front of his eyes, "How about not rounding off the 70 cents?"

Lu Pingsheng murmured, "How can you, with a mouth that is 36 degrees cold, say such cold words?"

"Maybe it's just a little colder in here than outside?" Wei Miao tried to blink his innocent eyes, cooperating with Brother Lu's inexplicable humor.

Lu Pingsheng chuckled twice, "Who just said that we are enjoying a good life in this warm winter and cool summer place?"

Wei Miao saw Brother Lu's weird look and thought it was bad, so he weakly said:

"Arabia says that winter is cool and summer is warm, what does this have to do with spring?"

Lu Pingsheng was so angry that he laughed. He raised his hand to knock on the head of the little door-sitter in front of him, but his hand fell down halfway.

The little brat is just a weakling, his only useful feature is his brain. Don't hurt him, it will be more trouble than gain.

"Don't you have the key to my study? Go get it yourself."

Wei Miao was delighted after hearing this, and asked with a smile in his eyes, "Let's change it to big yellow croaker."

Lu Pingsheng waved his hands casually and let him change whatever he wanted as long as he had it.

Although he wanted to use every gram of his gold to change the fate of this nation, the little boy's efforts were not proportional to the rewards he received.

This time, it would take three days to send out all the telegrams, and no one else could do it except the kid in front of him, including himself.

When Lu Pingsheng thought of the contents of the note and the reward, his heart was burning with joy.

He never thought that he would receive the words from that person during his lifetime.

Especially the last sentence, "Don't wait, young people have their own youthful spirit!"

For him, just this sentence made his life clear.

If Wei Miao knew that he was thinking this way, he would definitely ask coldly:

A boy of twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old?

Lu Pingsheng: ...

"Oh, by the way, Dr. White asked me to tell you: My dear friend, I am about to go on a long journey to fulfill our agreement. I hope you can keep your promise and transfer my ten years' salary back to Miss Ruth's account."

Seeing that Mo Fei White was talking with great excitement, Lu Pingsheng's bearded chin trembled with laughter.

"Who is Ruth?" Wei Miao asked.

She was not curious about Dr. White, knowing that he was an Englishman with excellent medical skills and who, like her, liked to exchange labor for money.

"It's his stepmother." Lu Pingsheng said.

"Dr. White is truly a filial son." Wei Miao said casually.

When Lu Pingsheng saw the little girl's cunning eyes, he knew that she wanted to hear gossip.

"White was born into a declining aristocratic family. His mother died young, and his father, who lived a life of debauchery, married a stepmother who was about the same age as him."

Wei Miao hadn’t read many novels, so he didn’t know what kind of bloody things would happen in the following novels, but he was still listening attentively.

"After a three-month affair, my father returned home and found his wife and son having sex. He went to see God on the spot. Not only was it unethical for the two people in love to have sex, but they also lost their lives. They never saw each other again."

Wei Miao blinked his eyes, "So Dr. White came here from the East?"

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Guess how many more~~~

I am so strong now~~~

My dears~~~

Your strength is coming~~~

yue~~~~