I want to be a good person

Following the advertisement address in the newspaper, the three women went to look at the existing houses separately.

Finally, I bought a detached garden house on Nanjing Road. It is three stories high, with reinforced concrete and brick wall structure, in a typical Anglo-American style. There is also space for parking cars in the alley.

I paid the title deed and police donation at the Bureau of Industry and Information Technology, and the transaction volume in 1934 was relatively low.

When you go out, you have to register so that you can enter and exit the concession conveniently when war comes.

"Sir, why don't you buy a few more and rent them out?"

"Let's wait and see the right time. We don't have anyone right now, so we can't do it. Collecting rent is a technical job."

"Well, I'll listen to you, sir."

Wen Ruixi said tactfully.

If I buy another house, I will buy one on Lafede Road in the French Concession, so that the women can escape the baptism of war.

Since they follow me, they cannot suffer, otherwise it would be unfair to this golden finger. I think the expansion of the Zhang family can be regarded as worthy of this gift from heaven.

If you buy too much, you will be seen as a fat pig by others, and they will all target you. You don’t have to be afraid, but what will happen to your wife and children? You can’t guard against the taxes you pay and the rent that is maliciously defaulted on. So be content and happy. You can never make enough money, and you can buy things for free.

The way you make money on your own cannot stand up to scrutiny, so you should still keep a low profile.

After moving, I found that the palace lanterns I bought in Beijing were useless and not harmonious at all.

After thinking about this, Zhang Aiguo lit three incense sticks.

The chicken and rhubarb appeared in the yard. The chicken ran away with a clucking sound, and rhubarb chased after it with a barking sound.

Dahuang was tied up, and all the food, drinks and usable items in the space were put out, and the basement was filled with food.

Zhang Aiguo felt that he might as well open a grain shop. He had to have an overt career so as not to arouse suspicion from others. Whether he could make money or not was secondary.

After settling the family, we have to find a school for the little girl to go to school.

After more than half a month, things in Shanghai were basically arranged. Zhang Aiguo gathered the three women and gave them instructions again.

"Rui Xi, I also bought a house in the French Concession. When Dayou comes, let him accompany you to have a look."

"okay, I get it"

"The Model A Ford at the door, when they come, they will spend money to learn how to drive and get a driver's license."

“Sir, we also want to learn.”

"Well, wait for me to come back."

"good"

"Sir, cars are too expensive. One is enough. It costs several thousand dollars."

It's clear from Zhao Xinyu's words that she's someone who knows how to live.

"Yes, I heard that it costs tens or even hundreds of dollars to repair or replace the car, and the oil is expensive. I saw some drivers sitting on the left side of the street, and some on the right side. They are all different."

Qiu Hongmei was born in the underworld. She has a meticulous mind and unique observation skills.

"The one on the left is from the United States, and the one on the right is from the United Kingdom or France. Each country has different road driving requirements."

The Ford Model A basically possesses some of the functions of modern cars. It no longer has the control structure of the Model T. It has a 3.3-liter engine, 40 horsepower, a maximum speed of 105 kilometers per hour, front and rear double doors, a brown body, and wide pedals on both sides for guards to stand conveniently.

It sells for $400 a car in the United States, and when it is shipped here, after adding the tariffs, shipping costs and profits, the only thing left is an expensive price. There are even more expensive ones, which are used by the national government.

"Also, there are several box guns in the safe in the basement. Ask Dayou to help get a gun license and give it to the people who come. The key is in your hand. You need to be careful about distributing bullets. Don't use too many. They are all ten-shot. Ten rounds of spare ammunition is enough."

"I understand sir."

"Among you guys, Xinyu's shooting is the best. Hongmei has probably never fired a gun."

"I fired my gun, but there was no gun"

Wen Ruixi quickly took over.

"Well, that's what I mean. Ruixi, this is the Walter PP, for your self-defense. Hongmei, the gun brand pistol, the bullets for the three pistols are universal, and they are also in the basement."

"Remember"

“Thank you, sir”

“Do we need to get a license for our guns?”

"No, it's for self-defense, it's better to hide it."

"Understood"

"The rooms have been divided. Private use is in your small safe, and public expenses are in another safe in the basement."

"But you must remember that you are not allowed to go out until Dayou and others arrive. When they arrive, we will hire two old maids to serve you, and someone will accompany you when you go out."

"Don't worry, we will be obedient."

"right"

"right"

"Shanghai is a place of mixed people, with gangsters everywhere. There are all kinds of people. Let's just stay at home and live our lives, and don't mind other people's business."

"Sir, you are right. The situation is changing rapidly. I am afraid I might make a mistake."

"You don't know, this Shanghai has never changed since the opening of the port, even when there were wars outside, there was singing and dancing. The water inside is too deep, it's easy to drown, not even a bubble can be seen."

The contracts for houses in the French Concession are within the space. If you miss it this year, the price will start to increase again next year.

Ford would occasionally use the Model T himself, and it was not convenient to keep it, so he created a character with a mysterious origin. The more he talked, the more mistakes he made, and the more flaws he would reveal.

In Peking, Zhang Aiguo walked out of the train station, thought for a moment, and strolled towards Niu Dali's house. So much time had passed, he would feel uneasy if he didn't take a look.

It would not be good if the other party blamed all the misfortunes on you. You cannot guard against others.

I entered the teahouse, ordered a pot of tea, drank it leisurely and observed.

The waiter brought up some steamed buns and looked in the direction Zhang Aiguo was looking.

"Sir, are you here to visit relatives?"

"Oh, no, I want to find a bodyguard. I need someone to take care of me when I'm running around doing business."

"What brings you here?"

"Last year, someone mentioned that there was a kid in this area who was quite honest and loyal. He practiced Baguazhang or Taijiquan, I forgot which one."

"Oh, sir, you are talking about Dali. Something happened to this child this year.

After saying that, he put down the cake and left.

"Hey, I wonder why you are like this, you even keep us on suspense. With your eloquence, I think you should go do crosstalk."

Zhang Aiguo hurried to keep him.

"Sir, don't be angry, I'm still working, right?"

"You are panting when you speak, and you are only saying half of what you are saying."

"I'll pay you, just listen for fun."

He casually took out a dollar and threw it on the table, lighting a Hardman cigarette, looking like a dandy boy.

"Go ahead"

"Hey, this kid was working in the wasteland, and then something happened, didn't he?"

"Well, go on, I'm listening"

"Well, later I heard that the vault was robbed. They couldn't solve the case, so they had to arrest all the Chinese who knew how to do things in the wasteland. Some were released quickly, and those with connections stayed for a few days. This guy had no money, no master behind him, and the Koreans who worked for him didn't help him. He suffered a lot. He has been released for a week and is still lying in bed."

“The murderer has not been caught?”

"Where could we catch him? Later on, they said that it was a punishment from the gods for the evil deeds of the foreigners. The lost items were not found, there was no trace, and he appeared out of thin air. Finally, they found five heavy smokers in the prison to take the blame, and said that the case was solved."

"Haha, this foreigner is quite interesting."

"That's not interesting. You treat us as inferiors. We have no say over the land left by our ancestors."

“No compensation for any losses?”

"Compensation? That's wishful thinking! It's good enough to save a life."