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

International Settlement, Huizhong Hotel.

As the lights came on, the bright and clear moonlight was also tinged with a bit of liveliness and noise by the prosperity of the foreign concessions.

At the entrance of Huizhong Hotel, cars and horses are flowing like water and the security is tight.

"Ah Miao, look, there are guards from seven or eight countries on our own territory."

Wei Miao was sitting in the car, and when she looked in the direction she was looking, she saw people wearing military and police uniforms from various countries.

The concessions in Shen City are divided into two parts. One part is the public concession, which is composed of countries such as Britain and the United States.

After the Songhu Incident, Japan forcefully took a piece of the International Settlement, moved in military police, and immigrated in large numbers. . .

The French didn’t like to join in the fun, so they set up their own French Concession, using Chinese as patrolmen to maintain law and order, which became a hotbed for several gangsters. . .

Lu Pingsheng once wanted to train Wu Ziyang to follow this path, but now...

"Brother Lu, why is the Municipal Council holding such a party before the New Year?"

Wei Miao didn't understand why a group of people were hustling around in such a small area and fighting for food with each other.

Lu Pingsheng looked at her confused expression and sneered:

"What can we do? The gathering of the upper class is just about interests and power."

Wei Miao said "Oh", showing no interest, and asked:

“Who am I translating for?”

Lu Pingsheng had something on his mind, and when he heard her question, he said casually:

"The General Administration of Customs also participated in this event. They asked me to find an interpreter and offered 300 yen per person. I thought of you..."

Lu Pingsheng let the cat out of the bag and looked embarrassed.

Wei Miao said, "I understand. This is called a middleman making a profit from the price difference. It's a normal human transaction."

Lu Pingsheng touched his nose, pushed open the car door and said:

"Let's go."

The two were allowed to enter the main venue after going through numerous checks.

It was the first time that Wei Miao saw such a magnificent scene.

The magnificent hall, the laughing men and women, the beautiful spinning skirts, the respectable and polite gentlemen, the melodious music...

Such a luxurious and lively scene was the first time for Wei Miao, who had always been struggling at the bottom of society, and had never seen it before.

No matter how detailed the written records in the book are, they cannot compare to seeing it with your own eyes.

"Silly?"

Lu Pingsheng waved in front of the little girl's eyes and straightened the crooked bow tie on her neck.

Wei Miao took a deep breath, frowned and said sullenly:

“Brother Lu, you have to pay more.”

Lu Pingsheng looked at the kid in the fitted British suit and said unhappily:

"A gentleman's word is as good as his bond. How can you raise the price?"

Wei Miao looked at the crowd of people with different skin colors and decorations and said sullenly:

"I don't like it here very much. The air here is turbid and makes me uncomfortable."

Wei Miao did not lie, she liked people like Lu Pingsheng who had pure beliefs, and she also liked people like Xu Ayu and Cui Apo who were full of worldly feelings, including people like Bai Meigui who were determined to live and die, and even people like Wu Ziyang who put love above all else.

The turbid air here made her feel nauseous.

Seeing that she was not lying, Lu Pingsheng sighed in his heart, wondering whether it was good or bad to bring her to see such a world too early.

Then he hardened his heart again, but in this world, who is qualified to be a delicate flower and stay out of it?

"Lu Sang, please come with me." The staff of the General Administration of Customs walked through the crowd and saw Lu Pingsheng, who had a very eye-catching appearance.

Lu Pingsheng held Wei Miao's hand, trying to comfort the little brat, but found that the guy who was unhappy just now was now staring at the food area with shining eyes.

While the people in front were not paying attention, Lu Pingsheng bent down and said to Wei Miao:

"When the work is over, you can eat whatever you want, but don't attract attention, okay?"

Wei Miao looked at the long food area filled with pastries, fruits, and various drinks and alcoholic beverages, his eyes sparkling.

"Can I take it away?" she asked in a low and earnest voice.

Lu Pingsheng looked at the two men dressed decently and was speechless.

Wei Miao looked at his expression, her face full of disappointment.

The General Administration of Customs where Lu Pingsheng worked sounded impressive, but in fact, it only managed a small area of ​​​​the Japanese Concession dock.

But even so, this department is still a formal official department of Japan, waiting to show its prowess after fully occupying Shen City.

Wei Miao followed Lu Pingsheng, watching him deal with people from different countries with ease and listening to their conversations. He also understood more clearly what the so-called translation job was.

It is to improve the communication efficiency for people who do not speak the same language.

Wei Miao waited for a long time, and when she found that no one paid attention to her, she sat on the sofa next to her and tasted the rice balls on the table.

She ate happily, one bite at a time, and in a short while, all the food on the table was gone.

She then moved to another table.

Wei Miao didn't mind the rice balls with dead fish on them. She had eaten raw meat and drank blood before, so this was nothing to her.

“Do you like sushi, too?”

Wei Miao was about to feed the last rice ball into his mouth, but stopped slightly when he saw Kudo Dalang appearing out of nowhere.

She handed the sushi to Kudo Dalang, "Here, here you go."

Kudo Dalang hesitated for a while, but still took it and put it in his mouth.

Wei Miao couldn't help but laugh when he saw him eating in small bites, "If you don't like it, why are you still eating it?"

Kudo Taro sighed, "This is the food of my motherland. I should like it, but I prefer to eat pan-fried buns, fried dough sticks and soy milk."

When the waiter passed by, he saw that there was no food on the table. His expression changed slightly and he hurried out to ask someone to restock the food.

I sighed in my heart that the officers today seemed very hungry.

"Let's go eat something else. I know a place with a lot of delicious food." Kudo Dalang took the initiative to invite Wei Miao.

Although Wei Miao was tempted, he still pointed to the group of people talking in the distance and said, "I want to work."

Kudo Taro walked over without saying a word, pulled one of the Japanese men in suits, pointed at Wei Miao and said a few words.

Then the man said a few words to Lu Pingsheng.

Lu Pingsheng came over and said:

"You stay with him all the time, don't run around, if you encounter a situation, if you encounter a situation first... forget it, if you encounter a situation, you have to stay alive."

Wei Miao seemed not to notice the struggle in Lu Pingsheng's eyes, and he pulled Kudo Dalang away.

The two of them went straight into the extremely gorgeous small flower hall. There was no one inside, but the food was richer and more exquisite than in the hall.

Wei Miao fell in love with the juicy steak at first sight. If she was alone, she would start eating it right away.

But with the extremely unique Kudo Taro next to her, she had to pay attention to her image.

Finally, I chose two small palm-sized cakes and was about to enjoy them when I heard footsteps.

Kudo Dalang experiencedly pulled Wei Miao to hide in the corner of the window of the flower hall.

"Why are the Japanese suddenly buying so much oil and munitions?"

It was a somewhat old male voice, speaking authentic English.

"Look at the way they are looking at us covetously. I'm afraid they are going to take action against Shen City." The young man's voice replied.

"These Japanese are so hypocritical and greedy," the old man continued.

The young man seemed to take a sip of something and said in a light tone:

"Who made the East rich and its people cowardly?"

"We must spread the word back home. It's time for our country to make a fortune."

After the two clinked glasses, they said, "They want to store their goods at our port first. This can be agreed, but they have to pay a high rent."

Then the two of them laughed and walked away.

Wei Miao lowered his head to eat the cake, then turned to look at Kudo Dalang. The boy was staring at the cake in a daze.

"It would be nice if Duoyu was here."

Wei Miao held his forehead with his hand, thinking that this kid must really take so many fish to his house.