Anti-Japanese War, weapons designer at Fengtian Arsenal

"Oh, you're here so late?"

Li Qinwu raised his eyebrows, put down his pen, and put the half-drawn sks drawing aside.

He used mind sharing to gain access to Li Jin's perspective and saw that his largest bicycle store had been smashed into a garbage dump. Posters, photos of foreigners riding bicycles, and some very design-conscious decorations were all destroyed. More importantly, more than 200 men's and women's leisure bicycles on display in the store disappeared.

"Haha, that's right, that's right, this is the correct way to open the Republic of China.

Li Jin, are you injured?

"No, these people are very sensible. They only smashed the store and robbed things but didn't beat anyone. I guess the tiger skin we used worked. They thought I was a comprador of foreigners and didn't dare to beat anyone."

Li Qinwu snorted coldly. Fortunately, they didn't hit anyone, otherwise Li Qinwu would have opened a portal on the spot to send a hundred or eighty big men over to plant them in the field.

"Did they leave any message when they smashed the store? I don't believe that the thugs came to cause trouble for the USA."

“Yes, they said they were from Xiaoliangshan. We were doing business on this land without informing Xiaoliangshan. They looked down on them, so they smashed our store and took away all the bicycles to teach us a lesson.

Actually, my friend in the Chamber of Commerce once told me that these local gangs are supported by officials. They help the officials do the dirty work, and the officials provide them with protection.

In this case, it is probably because we did not pay tribute to a certain senior official, so he sent the Black Gloves to warn us."

Li Qinwu found it interesting, so he asked, "But I'm new here, how would I know who needs to be taken care of?"

"So he sent gangsters to smash our store, didn't he? He was telling us that there was this guy who needed our help.

As a rule, the Black Gloves will not destroy our goods after they have seized them, and they are easy to find. We can just ask around and find out where they are, and then send someone to pay respect to the mountain, and the goods can be taken back, and we will also know who we should pay respect to.”

Li Qinwu was amazed by all these things, but he felt contempt in his heart.

"Damn it, today the east guy comes to steal the goods and asks for a gift, tomorrow the west guy comes to smash the store and asks for a reward. If this concession is made, I'm afraid even a beggar on the street with nothing but a stick will dare to come to the store and ask for money!"

Li Jin deeply agreed.

"It's like this. Many merchants in our chamber of commerce went bankrupt this way. You pay respect to this official and live in peace for a few days. Then another official finds out and starts to think, 'I pay respect to him but not to me, is he looking down on me?' He sends people to make trouble again and again, and it goes on and on. In the end, even a clerk dares to come to your house to extort money.

In the end, the amount of tributes given was so great that the company couldn’t even make back its profits and had to go bankrupt.

Alas, this is the Republic of China. Individual businesses cannot develop at all. Even the predecessor of our Julong Steel Plant was destroyed in this way!"

His tone was full of regret, and he lamented the government's clever use of excuses in this era.

Li Qinwu also felt a little emotional. The officials had to bear a large part of the blame for the current state of the Republic of China's demise.

Li Qinwu suddenly became curious about the Chamber of Commerce where Li Jin worked. How did such a large Chamber of Commerce survive in the Republic of China? With the nature of officials, there was no soil for businessmen to survive.

Li Jin chuckled.

“You probably don’t know this, but I joined this Chamber of Commerce and it’s very powerful. They have developed several trade routes, and all the bandits and warlords on these trade routes have been dealt with. People who take these trade routes will not be cheated.

The Chamber of Commerce will also collect money from these powerful people to invest and make money. Of course, if they make losses, the Chamber of Commerce will help make up for the losses, which is equivalent to giving them free money in disguise. If the Chamber of Commerce does well in business and can give them more, all parties will naturally give us the green light.

Of course, the most important point is that the current president of our Chamber of Commerce is Xin Kong."

Li Qinwu exclaimed, now he understood, the president of the Chamber of Commerce is the Minister of Finance, who the hell dares to touch his business? !

To satisfy his curiosity, Li Qinwu also realized that if he wanted to do business peacefully, he had to please the most powerful person in that area, and the most powerful person in Chongqing was Liu Xiang, the King of Sichuan.

But Liu Xiang is not in Chongqing now. No one knows where he is. We only heard that he is with his army and seems to be confronting his uncle Liu Wenhui.

Li Qinwu knew about this. It was the famous feud between the two Lius in history, and also the last civil war among the Sichuan warlords. It would start in November this year. It was estimated that Liu Xiang was busy preparing for the war and would not care about an insignificant small businessman.

Li Qinwu thought that they didn't even give him a chance to bribe him, but then again, even if Liu Xiang was in Chongqing, so what? How could he share the money he worked so hard to earn with these local warlords who didn't do anything? Who would a time traveler tolerate such bullying?

If Li Qinwu surrenders to the local warlords for the sake of business, he will have to sit at the same table with Two-faced Turtle, Feiyangyang and Hei Xiaohu in the future.

Li Qinwu lit a cigarette for himself, took a puff, and said with a faint smile on his face: "Let Li Xiao handle this matter. Isn't he tired of his job in Hutoushan? Want to be a gangster boss? Then let him do it!"

At night, a very energetic organization called Xiao Liangshan gathered together to feast. Today they received an order from an umbrella above their heads to make a big move.

Just this afternoon, they robbed a newly opened bicycle shop in Chongqing City, took back more than 200 bicycles, and cleared out all the money in the shop, making their wallets bulge like never before.

At this time, the group of people were in a two-story restaurant. This restaurant was not ordinary. Local people in Chongqing did not dare to come to this restaurant to eat, because the restaurant was called Juyitang and usually only entertained active community members.

It also has a very important function, which is to establish a place for communication.

If these energetic gang members robbed someone's goods, the family would just ask and know that they had to come to Juyi Hall, and then they could negotiate whatever they wanted.

At this time, the people of Xiao Liangshan set up seven or eight tables in the Juyi Hall. More than 50 people ate and drank and called each other brothers. Occasionally, you could hear names like Li Kui, Wu Song, and Lin Chong.

This is the corporate culture of Xiaoliangshan. They call each other the 108 heroes, even though there are only more than 50 of them and the number cannot make up 108.

The leader of Xiao Liangshan is a bald man who calls himself Chao Gai. This guy often promotes corporate culture to his subordinates, saying that everyone is a brother and only by taking care of each other can they go a long way. They must never do anything disloyal or unjust, otherwise they will be punished with three knives and six holes!

In order to express his emphasis on brotherhood, he announced that Song Jiang would be expelled from the list of heroes, saying that Song Jiang was unkind and unjust, and had killed all the heroes for his own future. Such a person was not worthy of being a hero. If anyone mentioned Song Jiang in front of him, he, King Chao, would be angry with that person!

The bald Chao Gai sat at the main table, raised his wine bowl, and shouted to the low-profile Li Kui, Wu Song, Lin Chong, Chai Jing and others in front of him: "Brothers! We made a big profit today! The Ma Snake Company will come to our door soon to give us the tribute money! When the time comes, we will drink a lot of wine, eat a lot of meat, and use a big scale to divide the gold and silver! It's very good!"

Everyone raised their wine bowls in response.

"Brother is wise!"

They drank the wine in one gulp, making a happy sound, and then smashed their wine bowls to the ground in unison.

Well, smashing bowls after drinking is also their corporate culture. In the past, when the ceramic bowls were smashed on the ground, there would be a crackling sound, and the heroes would feel heroic.

Because of these heroes, Juyitang Hotel became a VIP customer of the ceramic factory and sold the most bowls and chopsticks to it every year.

But this time it was different. When everyone smashed the bowls on the ground, there was no crisp breaking sound, but a "duang" sound. The bowls rolled on the ground several times but did not break.

"Huh? Why doesn't this bowl break?!"

Chao Gai picked up the gray-black bowl and looked at it carefully. He had never seen a bowl of this color before. After fumbling around for a while, he found a string of words at the bottom of the bowl.

He handed the bowl to a thin, bespectacled man beside him and asked, "Military Advisor, what's written on this bowl?"

This thin version of Wu Yong pushed his eyes open and read out the words word by word.

"Julong International Limited, suggested price 1 copper dollar."