I want to be a good person

"Ding Ling, Ding Ling"

"Why did you come back so early? Where are they?"

Wang Jinxiu was standing at the door. When she heard the doorbell, she hurried to open it.

"They have something to do, so they will be back later. Just leave it half-closed."

"They should protect you."

Wang Jinxiu expressed her dissatisfaction. Her man was doing dangerous things, so she still wanted more people to protect her. It was human nature.

Zhang Aiguo smiled and stretched out his hand, put his arm around her shoulders, and gently stroked her face with one hand, feeling the collagen and smoothness.

"Have you washed up?"

"Waiting for you."

"go together."

The old record player slowly began to play some lewd music.

Hmmms and haws were mixed in with it.

"Boss, hurry up, it's time to change gears."

Zhang Aiguo didn't have time to answer. He just rolled up his sleeves and started working hard.

The car ran from kindergarten to university, where is the end of the highway? Where is the racer?

Hiding among some hypocritical people and some righteous people, their weaknesses are exposed to the sun. The eyes of the masses are sharp. These circles are too chaotic, comparable to the circle of actors.

The curtain of shame is too thick and heavy, it has long been unbearable, but the consequences are too serious. What is the crux of the problem?

Zhang Aiguo gasped and groaned twice, and the octopus with its legs coiled tightly together loosened.

After a moment of tenderness, the old record player was wound up again.

Early the next morning, Zhang Aiguo had breakfast and went out with Wang Jinxiu.

Rickshaw drivers come out to work before dawn, just like the platform drivers in the previous life. They are never idle and have no idea where to get their food for the day.

He stuffed a cold pancake in his hand into his stomach in two or three bites, and hurried forward to greet: "Sir and Madam, do you need a car?"

"Let's go."

The two got on the car, and although the sun had not come out, the driver carefully lowered the awning.

There were more than a dozen rickshaws parked at the entrance of the alley where people were being rescued.

"What's going on there?"

Zhang Aiguo was a little curious, wondering if it was what he thought, and couldn't help but ask.

The thin driver turned his head to take a look, then turned around and continued pulling the cart with peace of mind.

"I heard that some people made money there, and everyone is waiting there."

In the real life version of waiting for something to happen, there is not so much good luck. Whether God will favor you depends on whether you have the destiny. What's even worse is that you have the destiny to get it but not the life to spend it.

After disguising himself, Zhang Aiguo developed a subconscious conditioned reflex, always having the illusion that there were bad people among the crowd.

Walking on the road at night a lot, killing people and bleeding them, there is always a string in my heart that is tense. Is this paranoia?

"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers, the flood of disaster victims is coming again."

The newsboy in the hat shouted loudly.

The hardships of people's livelihood are something that those in high positions have never experienced, which is why there are so many out-of-touch and bullshit suggestions.

That year, Zhang Aiguo followed the advice and wanted to rent out his house, only to find that his house was in the countryside and was empty. He wanted to drive a platform truck, but the car was still in the factory and he had no money.

Damn, what’s the difference between this and that dog emperor?

If you are hungry, why not eat meat?

They have forgotten who is supporting them and who is praising them, and have become accustomed to being superior and giving orders.

The cruelty and ruthlessness of human nature, the moral choices in difficult times, and only choosing what is beneficial to oneself, brought about the water and fire in the 27th year of the Republic of China, the Huayuankou fire and the Wenxi fire.

Who cares about the displaced disaster victims and the people in dire straits? Everyone is busy fighting for power and profit.

The National Government claimed that it had allocated 100 million yuan for disaster relief, but it skimmed the money at every level. If one pound of the pounds of grain purchased fell into the hands of the victims, it would be a great fortune.

There is no way around it. The government is also in difficulty and has too many staff to support.

The Japanese saw it clearly, so they had the courage to invade. The January 28 Incident was a test, proving the internal discord.

Legend has it that the Japanese gave out some military rations and actually gained a lot of help in the Yellow River flood area. This is a shameful thing, so naturally no one would admit it.

Losing one's chastity is a minor matter; saving face is a major matter.

The Nationalist government has abandoned the people. They have no choice at the moment, and when they have a choice, they will naturally be abandoned, laying the groundwork for their subsequent downfall.

As then, people will vote with their feet. One lie means countless lies to cover it up. No matter how big the balloon is, there will always be a day when it can no longer be contained.

Everything in the world has cause and effect!

Zhang Aiguo clasped his hands together and prayed devoutly, hoping that day would come later, and that he would die, and he would not care about the flood.

Mitsui Bank, Zhang Aiguo and Wang Jinxiu walked in, and the bank guards immediately took notice of them because Zhang Aiguo was taller.

However, after seeing how skillfully they performed the bowing etiquette, I slowly relaxed my guard.

"How can I help you?"

The Japanese female employee nodded slightly and said with a smile.

The lobby on the first floor has a height of about five or six meters.

"I want to use it as collateral and borrow 10 yuan."

"Sir, we need a pledge. Please help fill out the documents first, as well as the property deed and other documents."

It is impossible to save money. It is not so despicable to use my money to beat my compatriots.

You don't have to pay back the loan. You can borrow it honestly based on your ability, but it seems a little difficult.

Industry cannot save the country, but it cannot make money. Most industries will suffer losses and go bankrupt. The earth will continue to rotate without anyone.

The Chinese capital ignored it and played with finance, government bonds, and land. They looked down on small vendors and cooperated with the National Government to make big money.

Zhang Aiguo explored underground, looking for foreign exchange and precious metals. The distance was limited to 9 meters, so he would not take anything on the ground for the time being. There were few real Japanese yen and many counterfeit coins.

The status of legal tender is relatively high. After all, it is legal tender and recognized for circulation throughout the country. The currency reform of the Kuomintang government can be regarded as a catalyst for the Japanese invasion of China.

"That's it."

Zhang Aiguo squatted down, brushed the dust off his trouser legs, and put his hands on the ground.

After leaving their phone number and filling out the information, Zhang Aiguo and the other person left. Can it be done?

I don't think so. The Japanese are short of gold and silver. They would rather issue counterfeit currency, which is just a piece of colorful waste paper.

Seeking a loan from the Japanese bank as soon as possible will at least not attract attention.

“I want to deposit money”

……

After visiting Mitsui, Mitsubishi, Sumitomo, and Spectrum, the scenes are repeated one after another.

When the two stood side by side on the road, they looked at the white sails and black smoke billowing on the Huangpu River in front of them.

A complete and powerful country is the confidence of the Chinese people.

"Boss, we are looking for collateral everywhere. Are we short of money? Should we save money?"

Wang Jinxiu's sudden question and the concern in her tone made Zhang Aiguo inexplicably moved.

"No, I just want to borrow some money from the devils, but it seems a bit difficult to do."

"then what should we do?"

"No, we don't really need these."

"Then why did you bring me to the bank and visit one bank after another?"

Wang Jinxiu asked in confusion.

"First, to get familiar with the Japanese banks. Second, to see the Japanese financial operations."

"I don't see anything either?"

"That's right. The core things will be hidden. I thought the devils were stupid, but Mao has not yet retreated completely, so he is very smart."

"The Japanese don't have hair either, unlike Westerners!"

Wang Jinxiu dismantled the stage with a smile.

Zhang Aiguo took out the Daqianmen cigarette box, took out a cigarette, and knocked the cigarette box with one end to tighten the tobacco.

"That's because he has such a bad heart, he can't grow tall!"

In the smoke, Zhang Aiguo's profile was a little blurry.

After the looting, the Japanese were really poor. Except for the counterfeit currency that did not require reserves, most of the gold and silver were used to buy resources.

What’s the point of fighting a war if we have no money?