I want to be a good person

Even if you are rich but have no power, you cannot buy a first-class seat. People are unknowingly divided into different classes.

There are too many pains in life, why bother yourself with troubles, it’s better to be ignorant!

"Sir, is Shanghai beautiful?"

"How can I put it? Rich people are good in every way. They are all beautiful, regardless of north or south, old or young."

"Without money, you can't move forward."

"That's right, but I'm here, don't worry. In this society, if we want to develop the economy, money is the panacea. Nothing is as real as gold and silver. Of course, their initial visions are all good."

In the second-class carriage, on the two seats by the window, Fan Xiaohan snuggled in his arms, and the other seat was completely redundant.

He did not appreciate the scenery outside the window, but focused his attention on Zhang Aiguo.

There are three more of them in Shanghai, and they especially cherish their time alone.

The politicians, celebrities, businessmen and gentry of the Republic of China, and anyone with a little ability, all had loose belts and almost no bottom line.

There is no cornmeal to eat here, and over there, we are sick of eating delicacies from land and sea. We are dying of drought and floods!

The second brother should not laugh at the eldest brother, they are equally heavy.

"Sir, what do people in third class eat?"

"Bring your own dry food, no need for soup."

"Isn't there a tea room?"

"If there are too many people, I will feel annoyed. If I have to pay a small amount, I will lose face."

“However, you can buy food on the platform and try different flavors from different places.”

"I want to eat, too."

"Okay, I'll buy it for you."

I dug a hole for myself.

Since he always carries the Fengliu Ruyi Bag with him, Zhang Aiguo wants to carry forward the Wei Wu tradition and fight against the Japanese in many ways. Although it feels uncomfortable to wear it, safety is the most important thing.

From day to dusk, the fiery clouds set off the sunset, and there is never a red sun that does not set.

The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is weak and powerless. It cannot eliminate all the evil spirits in the world, and it is just a cycle that goes around in circles.

"Sir, what does our family do for a living?"

"Not yet. We plan to open a food store and a grocery store."

"You won't make much money, and you won't be able to live beyond your means. You spend money like water and don't save money."

"When your business gets bigger, it's easy to be targeted. The main purpose is to arrange a few brothers to follow you."

"We still have power. What do you do? I always feel like you are in a fog and can't see clearly."

"I am who I am, and time will tell."

"not enough?"

"Hahaha, take your time. We can discuss this together some time."

"with who?"

"What do you say?"

Zhang Aiguo asked back.

"You, I won't do that."

"My dear, that is not up to you."

"It's so embarrassing, so many weird thoughts"

"Men are all the same."

"Oh, speaking of power, we don't do it. Why bother trying to gain power? It's a waste of effort. Once you become powerful, both humans and ghosts will recognize you. You won't have any space or privacy. Times have changed."

"Let's go abroad later"

"Overseas, in Europe, people have the theory of bloodline, and the American Chinese Exclusion Act has been in effect for many years. Not to mention blending into mainstream society, even if you make some money from business, it will be frozen and confiscated."

Your mother sells fried dough twists!

"Ah, so cruel, isn't it about freedom and democracy?"

"Words and actions are not consistent. Look at what you do, not what you say!"

"Sir, you are right."

"There is no fairness and justice in the world. The strong prey on the weak. Although people are disgusted by social Darwinism, weakness is the original sin!"

"What about East Asia?"

"Take our mortal enemy, the Japanese, for example."

"Um"

"Civilians can only be ordinary soldiers and serve as cannon fodder. Sergeants are the ceiling, equivalent to sergeants in the government."

"Which officer?"

"Japan has an elite military education system, from the Army (Navy) Junior School, Army (Navy) Non-commissioned Officer School, to Army University. Graduates of the Non-commissioned Officer School are lieutenants, the highest rank is lieutenant colonel, and graduates of the Army University are colonels. Admissions are very demanding."

"All the low-level officers of the Japanese army are from the NCO school, and they are promoted from the junior school, so their combat effectiveness is strong. Education is not something that the civilian class can afford."

"So, if you want to pretend to be a Japanese soldier, you can be a sergeant at best."

"Didn't they say there are people from a certain place and Koreans?"

"They were actually excluded, not to mention the Japanese Chinese, who were strictly guarded against."

The listener feels a little unhappy, and the speaker feels heavy in his heart.

The few passengers remained indifferent, perhaps because the voice was too quiet to hear clearly, or perhaps because they wanted to lie down.

The sky slowly turned black, and the train headlights looked pale under the night sky.

The platform was bustling with noise.

"Where are you, sir?"

"Dezhou, Shandong."

"Roast chicken, so beautiful, I want to eat it."

Zhang Aiguo stood up and put on a leather jacket.

The weather is really cold now. It’s snowing outside the Great Wall in October.

The cold wind howled along the tracks.

As soon as I got out of the car, my nose started to itch due to the alternating hot and cold temperatures.

"Ah"

Someone missed me.

Yes, our land has been barren for a long time.

Shanghai, British Concession, Nanjing Road.

Calling people by their names is the rule set by Zhang Aiguo. Treating everyone equally starts with calling them by their names and eliminating the barriers between them.

They slept on the same bed, treated each other honestly, and played with each other.

"Why hasn't the gentleman come back yet?"

Qiu Hongmei dropped the playing cards in her hand.

“I’ve been gone for a long time, I’m a little worried”

Wen Duanxi said with a worried tone.

"It's okay, sir, he's very capable, I told you about it."

Qiu Hongmei is often bored at home and feels irritable and can't calm down. Unlike Wen Ruixi who can read books, newspapers and play the piano to pass the time, Zhao Xinyu fiddles with the small garden and chickens, cats and dogs, suffering from her lack of education.

"It's getting cold, let's go out for a walk, go to Sincerely, and buy some winter clothes for the gentleman."

Qiu Hongmei suggested.

"Okay, I'll ask Dayou to prepare the car."

"Why don't we open our own?"

"no"

"Let Yang Zichao and Liu Qinghe accompany them."

Wen Duanxi and Zhao Xinyu looked at each other and said nothing.

They are not targeted, do not nitpick, and do not compete for favor, but they like to encourage others to go down the wrong path.

All the people from Zhangjiakou have arrived.

The gun license has been obtained and the driving license has been specially tested. As long as it can be solved with money, it is not a problem at all.

There were many certificates in the Republic of China, covering all walks of life. Even prostitutes had to hold certificates to work. The reason column usually stated "voluntary". It didn't matter whether it was personal wish or not, and no one would take it seriously. This was not the case that the young lady had really volunteered to work illegally in her previous life.

Zhang Aiguo's worries were not unfounded. Less than ten days after he left, he attracted the attention of police, gangsters, and people with no money, no relatives or no friends.

The yard was surrounded by buzzing flies, trying to get into the house under various pretexts, which was annoying.

The Ford Model A slowly turned onto the main road and merged into the traffic.