I want to be a good person

The second-class seats are equivalent to the second-class seats on the high-speed rail, and the seats are similar. Putting away the ticket with a hole in his hand, Zhang Aiguo found a seat, put away his luggage, closed his eyes and rested, thinking about the things to do and the precautions after arriving in Shanghai. He was determined not to open his gun or take action. As long as he could get by, he would endure it.

Pukou, the seat of the national government is just across the Yangtze River by ferry. Zhang Aiguo had no interest in going there to take a look. Shanghai attracted him, with its foreign concessions, bright lights, debauchery, socialites, celebrity dancers, and bank vaults along the Huangpu River. Countless people plunged into it without hesitation like moths to a flame. It was a paradise for adventurers.

Zhang Aiguo's only idea is to make money, to make more money. Now he has let go of the obsession. There are many ways to stand out. If he wants to dominate one side, neither the Blue nor the Red will allow it, and he will be liquidated. Besides, being the boss is hard. He has to take care of food, drink, defecation, urination, and sleep, and solve different problems. The higher the position, the greater the pressure.

A person's life is very long, but also very short, an open and a closed eye, and the interval between opening and closing is the longest. Life is just a glance and a breath.

The hustle and bustle on the train did not bother Zhang Aiguo at all. He carefully calculated his plan in his mind. He spent money to get a new identity, open a safe, and use his advantages. He would rather miss it than let it go. He would collect a handful of gold from the bank's vault. That was real money.

It would be wonderful to visit all the foreign banks, big and small. It is a technical job. No need to dig holes or work as hard as a mole, worrying about collapse and air isolation.

"Hehehe"

Zhang Aiguo covered his mouth with his hand. Damn, his willpower is so low. It seems that he has not been tested enough in the rain of bullets and has never experienced any sugar-coated bullets. He is still young. How can he have any sugar-coated bullets without power?

Outside the French Concession Police Station, Zhang Aiguo was wandering around, waiting for curious people to come and see him. If he went in and asked directly, it might bring disaster, just like the smell of blood attracting many piranhas.

The human nature in the Republic of China was very simple. Whoever had money was the boss. Whoever had guns and people was also the boss. Brother Kong Fang was the biggest, comparable to Kong Lao Er. They were all good at convincing people with reason.

"What does that person outside do?"

"do not know"

“Do you want to go and have a look?”

"If I don't go, I might just be a little jerk."

“Maybe it’s a water fish.”

“Yeah, that makes sense.”

"I really don't want to go and see,"

"If you want to go, go."

“I don’t have that kind of time either.”

"That's right, let's go down and have some tea."

"Wait a moment, the inspector hasn't left yet"

"A Yong"

"Sir, why don't you go and see what he is doing? If there is nothing wrong, chase him away. What are you doing here?"

"Yes, sir."

"Scare him, if that doesn't work, bring him in."

"clear"

“You let new people do the work?”

"It's okay. Newbies are easy to fool. What can happen at the door?"

"Okay, okay, let's go have some tea."

“Go, go, go”

When a few people came out, they saw Ayong talking to the other party.

"What are you doing? You've been here for a long time."

"Boss, I'm from northern Jiangsu. I lost my ID card. I want to spend money to register here."

"Well, where did you lose it?"

"I got off the train and walked out the door and I couldn't find it in a blink of an eye."

"Where is it placed?"

Zhang Aiguo pointed to the pocket in his arms.

"Oh, someone opened a skylight."

"Oh, thank you, Boss. I really wouldn't have known if you hadn't told me."

"Let's go now. There's no point in registering without money."

Ayong waved his hands impatiently and urged the other party to leave quickly.

"Nothing good ever happens when I come out. I always get left behind."

"Boss, isn't this the government office?"

"This is a foreign government office, did you know that?"

"The government offices are all for the people"

A Yong looked him up and down, what a fool!

"Country bumpkin, in today's world, the government offices are open on both sides. If you have a reason but no power, don't come in. Do you understand?"

"what"

"In the eyes of foreigners and the government, no matter how good your reasons are or how much evidence you have, you are still being unreasonable and making trouble. The masters have no time to pay attention to you."

"Then, Boss, can I register?"

“Have you got any money?”

"One more thing"

“No matter how much, it’s very expensive without identity papers.”

"I'll make some"

“Five dollars.”

“Yes, yes, I sewed it in the crotch of my pants.”

A Yong glanced at it with disgust and thought, okay, it’s dollars after all. I should have shouted ten dollars. Both sides have no experience.

"follow me"

Zhang Aiguo followed Ayong into the police station.

"Come"

Ayong took Zhang Aiguo to the toilet.

"Go in, take it out, and wash it."

"Hey"

Ayong put the wet five dollars into his pocket.

"where to live"

"Just arrived"

"Well, few people come to register on their own initiative. You have to know that everyone turns a blind eye to it."

"I'm just afraid of being checked."

"Hehehe"

Ayong sat down and started to write the identity paper by hand.

“What’s your name?”

"Chen Yaozu"

"age?"

"21"

“Han, right?”

"Where do you live?"

"Would you like to write a random location?"

"also"

“Just write No. 49 Yong’an Road.”

"Thank you"

I got an identity paper and I will be a Shanghai banker from now on.

Both parties are very happy and each gets what they need. Except for those who own houses and properties and come to register, ordinary people rarely do this and the flow of people is not strictly controlled.

As long as it does not endanger the security of the concession, the foreigners will turn a blind eye. According to regulations, drug use and opening casinos and brothels are not allowed. If you don't tell me, I won't know it even if I see it. Even if you tell me, I won't see it. All I see is gold and silver.

"Sir, would you like to open a deposit account?"

“Yes, can I collect it in Hong Kong or abroad?”

"Yes, but there will be a handling fee. The fee rate varies in different places."

“It doesn’t matter”

HSBC staff responded attentively.

"I have a batch of dollars that I want to exchange for gold, and I have some foreign currency to deposit with your bank."

"We provide this service. May I ask how much it costs?"

"Hundreds of thousands."

"Oh, so much, is it in dollars?"

Zhang Aiguo reacted immediately. 60 yuan in cash, 16.2 tons, this is precious metal. Where to store it? How to transport it?

"We don't have that much at once. We have to divide it into several batches. We also need to go to Citibank to check."

"Oh, please help me deposit the $3.9 first. I also want to open a safe."

"Whether you need a larger one or a smaller one, the charges will be different."

"I want a smaller one."

"The annual fee is 50 yuan, and it comes with a small box."

"Row"

Zhang Aiguo was wearing a green gown, a white gauze hat on his head, a Seiko watch on his wrist, and a watch chain exposed on his chest. It was a Citizen pocket watch, but he didn't have a walking stick in his hand, as it seemed that it was not very popular in Shanghai.

I went out and went to Citibank, where I deposited 1.5 pounds, and changed the francs and yen into 1.5 dollars and saved them. I also opened the smallest safe and put a silver ring in it. In the box, I wrote "To my beloved".

There is a lot more gold in the space. This time it is not yellow croakers of different sizes, but standard gold, the internationally used gold brick, also called 10 standard gold. Each piece weighs 366.71 taels (about 2870 grams). Shanghai has a maximum annual trading volume of million pieces. It is a real international financial center in the Far East, and its gold trading volume is second only to London and New York in the same period.

Inside the safe, he put his hands behind his back, approached the closed door of the vault, looked at it carefully, and touched it with his hand, which could be considered indirect contact.

"This door can't be blown open even with a bomb."

"Yes, the design standard is the highest. The door outside is the same as this one. It is absolutely safe!"

“That makes me feel relieved.”

The distance of 9 meters is enough. The harvest of several thousand fish is worth it. No silver ingots were taken, no dollars were taken, and no banknotes were touched. There is no need to kill them all.

To my favorite, I did a great job with a small amount of money.

Zhang Aiguo looked up at the sky. His mood was just like the sky now, azure blue without a trace of dark clouds. The sun was warm, shining on his body as if he was covered in gold.