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Tang Baozhu moved her lips, and before she fell into despair, she came to her senses and took two steps back.

"Mr. Ning, I admit that I have feelings for you, but in my mind there are some things that are more important and meaningful than getting married and having children."

Ning Jinchuan looked at her steadily.

"I know what you want. But the two are not contradictory. I can still help you. I am not a stumbling block that hinders your progress, but a broad road that helps you to rise to the top."

"I'm afraid. I'm afraid that I will fall for you and no longer have the energy and mind to achieve my goals. I'm a very persistent person. The value and meaning of life should not be trapped by the lover."

This was the first time in Ning Jinchuan's life that he was defeated and rejected. He felt helpless and defeated, and his pulse in his throat was beating fast.

"I find it hard to accept your reason for rejection."

"Mr. Ning, I'm just afraid of regretting it. What if you don't like me that much? What if you can't give me spiritual support? What should we do in the future?"

"Life is all about countless trials and attempts. If you don't try, how do you know if you will regret it? It is better to stop the loss in time than to regret it for a lifetime."

Tang Baozhu stared at Ning Jinchuan in a daze, her heart speeding up involuntarily. She blinked her eyes.

"But now is not the right time. I have to complete the contract and run the factory well. I will talk about this matter when I am successful and can move forward side by side with you. You know, I don't want my future path to be named after you. I also don't want others to think of Mr. Ning first when they mention me in the future. That would negate all my efforts."

Ning Jinchuan chuckled and suddenly understood what Tang Baozhu meant.

"I never thought that my name Ning Jinchuan would become a burden, nor did I think that the title Ning Jinchuan would become a demerit. This is probably why I like you, Miss Tang, who has been strong all her life."

Tang Baozhu smiled and reached out to hug him.

"When I succeed,"

"it is good."

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Time passed quickly. Due to the outbreak of war, economic development was traumatized and many businesses went bankrupt. Fortunately, Shanghai was not greatly affected.

In one quarter, Tang Baozhu sold 200,000 pieces of silk. After each order was completed, Tang Baozhu would instruct that the silk from the Tang Family Silk Factory would be retailed, but there was only one store in Shanghai and the others might all be counterfeit and shoddy products. This move completely exposed the pirated silk of Xindao Zuoji.

Xindao Zuoji had lost a lot of money in Suhe Town, and he was thinking of using this method to recover some of his losses. It did have some effect during this period, but when Tang Baozhu came to Shanghai, this way of making money was completely cut off. Xindao Zuoji's imitation factories that imitated Tang's Silk Factory had to find other ways out.

Also because of the Japanese invasion of China, the Sakuragi Chamber of Commerce has been causing trouble recently.

Tang Baozhu's progress in opening a clothing factory was not smooth. Although the funds were in place, Tang Baozhu had a lot of money in his hands over the years, including the money he got from Xindao Zuoer and the remuneration he got from the previous contract with Ning Jinchuan. It was more than enough to open a factory.

But Niijima Zuoji can no longer hold back. He had already had a feud with Suhe Town before, and this time he had hit Sakuragi Chamber of Commerce's piracy invisibly. Niijima Zuoji was settling both the new and old grudges together.

Tang Baozhu had just taken over the factory, hired good staff, and moved the machines into the factory when Xindao Zuoji brought people to cause trouble.

Zhuquetang is a newly emerged gang. Its leader Feng Xiao was a small thug who suddenly became the leader. He claimed to rob the rich and help the poor, but in fact he was a troublemaker for Xindao Zuoji.

Tang Baozhu looked coldly at the group of younger brothers brought by Feng Xiao. They were holding iron bars and sticks and started to smash things when they disagreed with each other.

"It's New Year's Day, are you sure you want to make a big fuss?"

Feng Xiao was usually a second-rate person who bullied men and women. Recently, relying on the support of Xindao Zuoji, he collected protection fees everywhere. He was full of complaints. He held a cigarette in his mouth and smashed the iron rod on the sewing machine next to him.

"You want to open a factory in Shanghai, but you don't even ask me, Master Feng. This lot is mine, and I'll pay you the protection fee every month. Do you understand?"

"If I remember correctly, I gave you fifty dollars a few days ago."

When Tang Baozhu first took over the store, she gave Feng Xiao fifty dollars to keep the peace. However, Feng Xiao became more and more demanding, and within a few days, he started asking for protection money.

"How much money did Niijima Zuoji give you to work so hard for you? Don't you know what the current situation is like? The Shanghai Army has already recovered three provinces, and Shanghai will be liberated soon. Are you sure you still want to follow Niijima Zuoji? I guess you only want the money and status, and you probably don't want to end up as a lackey with a miserable death."

Feng Xiao narrowed his eyes. He was just a desperate criminal. He would follow whoever gave him money and status. He lived like this anyway. He didn't care at all. He was willing to kill people and set fire to things. Why would he care if he was a lackey?

"You're a bitch, you're really good at nagging. Indeed, you guessed it right. I want to smash your machines today if you can give me a hundred dollars. I can let you go for the time being."

Tang Baozhu snorted coldly.

"One hundred dollars? You're asking for a lot. I gave you fifty dollars two days ago, and you want one hundred dollars today. So, does that mean you have to give me two hundred dollars the day after tomorrow?"

Feng Xiao raised his eyebrows.

"What? You're pretty smart. It's just going to bankrupt your factory. Why bother? Just close it down and save the loss."

Tang Baozhu didn't waste time talking to him. She approached Feng Xiao step by step and directly pulled out a dagger and handed it to Feng Xiao.

"Okay, if you want to smash my machine today, then you have to cut my neck first and walk over my dead body, otherwise don't even think about it. I'll be frank with you, Mr. Ning and I have a close relationship, Wen Zhen from Qinglong Hall is my good friend, and Qiu Hu, the commander of the Shanghai Army, is my old friend. You can handle these three people, do you really think that Xindao Zuoer can protect you?"

Feng Xiao paused. He had heard about Tang Baozhu's deeds before. The reason why he took the order from Xindao Zuoer was because the remuneration he offered was indeed generous.

"You think I don't dare?"

Tang Baozhu directly grasped Feng Xiao's hand holding the dagger and pressed it against her neck. The blade was sharp and bright red blood soon dripped down.

Feng Xiao gritted his teeth. He had never seen such a fearless person in his life.

Tang Baozhu smiled coldly, with no fear on her face, and even a hint of viciousness.

"If you have the guts, just do it. Don't you dare?"

Feng Xiao's defenses were breached, and he just wanted to make some money and live a carefree life, but he never thought of risking his life to make money.

"Are you a fucking lunatic?"

He gritted his teeth, took two steps back, and pointed at Tang Baozhu.

"You've been ruthless this time, let's go!"