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

After lunch, Lu Pingsheng gave Wei Miao a look and went out to Wu Ziyang's house.

Wei Miao was the last to go.

As soon as I entered the room, I found the atmosphere was very solemn. Wu Ziyang looked listless, Lu Pingsheng was bored, Bai Meigui was worried, and Dr. Ding also had a rare serious expression.

"What's wrong?" Wei Miao asked.

Several people looked up at her and then fell silent again.

"Charles Trading Company said that due to the extremely cold weather at sea, their cargo ships could not come before the New Year. If the extreme cold persists, they can only continue to send ships when the weather warms up next spring."

Wei Miao knew something about this matter, and the other goods had been delivered one after another.

But sulfamethoxazole has not shown any signs of action.

"Could it be that Charles and the others have discovered the value of sulfa and want to cancel the contract?" White Rose habitually fiddled with the lighter in her hand.

Lu Pingsheng shook his head and thought for a moment.

"I asked someone to investigate Charles' background. Among all the foreign companies, his family has an excellent reputation."

He saw Wei Miao still standing there, and waved to her to sit next to him.

When White Rose saw this scene, her eyes slightly raised.

Lu Pingsheng waited for Wei Miao to sit down before continuing:

"And we wrote in the original contract that if we breach the contract, we will have to pay ten times the market value of the goods."

This clause was specially added by Lu Pingsheng. After Charles saw that the goods on the catalog were all outrageously cheap, he deliberately thought for a long time before signing and stamping the family emblem under the expectation of everyone.

"What about the other goods?" asked Dr. Ding.

Lu Pingsheng leaned back on the sofa and said lazily, "They delivered some daily necessities in advance."

Bai Meigui lit up the lighter in her hand and blew it out again. "The Qing Gang has already ordered all the sulfa drugs I have. I have received the deposit. If there is no stock..."

Doctor Ding's eyes also darkened. He had received a call from his boss yesterday, asking about the sulfa matter.

Wei Miao sat obediently beside Lu Pingsheng, staring blankly at the cherry blossom scarf neatly folded on the sofa.

"What are you looking at?"

Lu Pingsheng flicked her head.

Wei Miao glared at him and motioned for him to look at the scarf.

Lu Pingsheng looked at it for a while, became distracted, reached out and pulled open the scarf, and was about to take a closer look.

"do not move!"

Wu Ziyang, who had been silent from the beginning, yelled, shocking everyone.

Wu Ziyang stood up to grab the scarf, but he staggered and fell to the ground, spilling the tea on the coffee table. It was a very embarrassing scene.

Wei Miao felt a slight pain on his cheek, and when he raised his hand to wipe it, blood actually flowed out.

Lu Pingsheng looked down and saw the small wound on Wei Miao's face and the blood oozing out. He suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Wu Ziyang and punched him in the face.

Wu Ziyang grabbed his scarf tightly and his face was turned to the side when he was hit.

"I've disliked you for a long time. What kind of man are you if you're so careless about romance?"

Wu Ziyang hung his head and said nothing, still listless, with his hands clutching the scarf turning pale.

"Just because of a woman from Japan, you can do such unkind and unjust things. I am really ashamed for your brother!"

Lu Pingsheng spoke these words almost word for word.

"Now the survival of the country is at stake, and chaos is coming. You, a man of China, are living a life of drunkenness and debauchery. How can your ancestors of the Wu family rest in peace?"

Wu Ziyang's ancestors were quite famous and were once a prominent family, respected by others.

But even so, Wu Ziyang still did not fight back. Lu Pingsheng's face showed a look of disappointment, but a hint of disappointment flashed through his heart.

He is good friends with Wu Ziyang. In addition to their friendship, he also plans to develop him into a member of the organization.

In his opinion, Wu Ziyang had a clean background and a position in the French Concession Police Station, which could play a big role in dealing with the difficulties he would face later.

But he really couldn't understand why a good young man was trapped in love.

At the moment of national survival, it would be fine if they did not stand up and wave the flags and shout cheers, but to be so decadent is really pitiful and hateful!

Whenever he thought about what would happen a year later, Lu Pingsheng felt filled with grief and anger.

He stretched out his hand to pull the scarf in Wu Ziyang's hand. Wu Ziyang finally took action and raised his hand to fight back. The two of them started fighting in front of the sofa.

Bai Meigui seemed to be accustomed to these fights, and she pulled Wei Miao, who was covering his face, away from these two lunatics.

Doctor Ding pushed his glasses helplessly, looked at the small wound on Wei Miao's face, and said:

"Nothing,"

Wei Miao watched the two fight with great interest.

Wu Ziyang was a patrolman and had practiced some martial arts, but he was no match for Lu Pingsheng's vicious attack.

He poked people in the armpits, hit people on the knees, pulled their ears, and grabbed their hair. If his nails were a few inches longer, it would look like the fight between Xu A Yu and Wei A Da.

Just as Wei Miao finished thinking, he heard Wu Ziyang cry out in pain, holding his neck and breathing heavily as he looked at Lu Pingsheng:

"Are you a shrew?"

Lu Pingsheng looked at his hands with disdain, shook them and said, "You don't have any disease, do you? Don't infect me."

Wu Ziyang's chest was heaving with anger, and the scarf on the ground was stained with tea as the two of them tumbled together, and was stepped on by them like a rag.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

As the two were confronting each other, there was a sudden knock on the door.

The expressions of several people became a little solemn. Although they did not do anything illegal, except Wei Miao, each of them had a sensitive identity.

It would be bad if someone with ulterior motives saw them together.

Doctor Ding was the calmest. “Just say Mr. Lu brought his girlfriend here and she got hurt in a fight. I’m here to treat her.”

Lu Pingsheng stepped back quickly, looked at Bai Meigui in horror, pointed at his nose and said:

"You must be kidding me, who is she? My girlfriend? She will be bitten to death by wild dogs tomorrow!"

Obviously everyone believed that Dong Ergou's death was caused by the Qing Gang because he accidentally offended Zhang Erye's favorite.

Wu Ziyang, who had been silent the whole time, spat out the blood foam from his mouth and said:

"It's Xiaoya."

The knocking continued, not loud but persistent, as if the knocking had to be heard only when the owner of the house was seen.

Wei Miao and others looked at Wu Ziyang.

His once handsome face was now covered in bruises and purples, especially his peach blossom eyes, which always smiled at everyone he saw. They were punched by Lu Pingsheng and turned into panda eyes. There was also a red and swollen spot at the corner of his mouth, which looked very funny.

"I know the severity of it."

Wu Ziyang looked towards the door and sighed. When he raised his foot to put it down, he slightly moved to the side and did not step on the scarf that was unrecognizable.

Wu Ziyang walked to the door and opened it a crack.

Wei Miao and a few others also entered Wu Ziyang's study and could vaguely hear the conversation between the two.

Lu Pingsheng looked down at Wei Miao and said, "I'll ask Doctor Ding to bandage you properly later. Don't let your face be disfigured at such a young age."

Doctor Ding looked at the long and narrow wound on Wei Miao's face and smiled:

"It just looks scary, but it's just the epidermis that's broken. Don't get wet during this period, it won't leave a scar."

After listening to this, Lu Pingsheng glared fiercely towards the door.

Bai Meigui looked at Lu Pingsheng and said with a sweet smile: "Mr. Lu likes A Miao very much."

Lu Pingsheng looked at her, "Ah Miao is my little brother, what's wrong with me protecting him?"

Bai Meigui opened her mouth to say something, but she heard Li Xiaoya's suppressed sobbing outside.

"Zi Yang, you must help me. That thing is very important to me. I am sure it was lost that day."

Wu Ziyang said patiently: "If you don't tell me what it is, how can I find it?"

"Let's go and ask, every household, someone must have picked it up, I can give them money." Li Xiaoya said anxiously.

Wu Ziyang said in a muffled voice, "Xiaoya, is this why you came to see me?"

Li Xiaoya realized something was wrong, and then she saw Wu Ziyang's face was covered with wounds, and she exclaimed:

"Brother Ziyang, how did you get hurt? Does it hurt?"