Dreaming back to 1949, the great powers were there to deceive us

At Daxiao Airport, Hu Zhenhua's convoy was intercepted.

The leading officer looked down upon Hu Zhenhua, a commoner without official status, and scolded him:

"You businessmen are truly lawless. What era is this? We're fighting a rebellion, yet you dare to come to a military airport? You're courting death!"

The airport guards rushed over, some even cocking their rifles, ready to fire.

Qu Xiaodou quickly raised his hands and said with a smile,

"Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding! We have the approval from the Ministry of Transportation!"

As he spoke, he took out a document and handed it over.

Hu Zhenhua turned his gaze to the runway, where the lights were bright and fighter jets were taking off and landing.

The whistling sound came towards him, making Lao Hu's eardrums hurt.

Farther up in the sky, one could even see the flames of machine guns, and intermittent "da da da" sounds could be heard.

A picture appeared in Lao Hu's mind: the people's soldiers were rowing their boats and rushing to the other side. Around them, shells fell from time to time, causing huge waves. Above their heads, planes dived and strafed!

Suddenly, a cold shout brought Hu Zhenhua back to reality.

"Get lost! In times of war, no one's approval is valid!"

Qu Xiaodou was kicked in the stomach.

Hu Zhenhua took a deep breath. He had originally planned to wait there, but now, he had to leave immediately!

That’s right, I’m going to take up some of your runway!

Reduce the frequency of your fighter jets taking off!

The leading officer was extremely domineering and stared at the truck and shouted,

"Tell me, what's on it? Is there any contraband?"

Hu Zhenhua snorted coldly and replied,

"Find the ocean!"

The officer was startled and his tone weakened.

"Are all of them in these twenty-odd cars?"

"That's all, there's more to come!"

The officer was a little nervous and did not dare to neglect it, so he was more humble.

"Please wait a moment. I need to report to my superiors."

Recently, the government has been secretly transferring gold and silver, and they use various disguises.

Those who carry out the mission are all direct descendants.

Hu Zhenhua watched the officer leave and immediately ordered Qu Xiaodou,

"Send a telegram to the Director in the name of 'Dawn', requesting a special pass. I need to use the Colonel Airport to transport important supplies to the Magic City. It's related to a certain project! It's urgent!"

Seeing Qu Xiaodou was a little dazed, he shouted,

"Go quickly!"

"Yes!"

Just as Qu Xiaodou left, Lao Hu heard a joke:

"Hey, isn't this Boss Hu?"

Hu Zhenhua looked towards the source of the sound and saw someone walking towards him from the direction of the airport.

Mr. Qian!

Hu Zhenhua narrowed his eyes. He only knew that Lieutenant General Qian was from the Jiang Defense Command, but he didn't expect that this person actually had influence at the airport. This was very bad!

Old Hu's eyes rolled and he instantly had an idea.

Since we can't beat him, just get him to join us!

Hu Zhenhua laughed heartily, with great enthusiasm.

"Mr. Qian, we just parted ways and now we meet again. It's fate!"

There was another strange laugh from the other side.

"Mr. Hu, I heard you were planning to take the money from Jinyunshan Villa away. That's not very proper!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a team of guards rushed over, roughly dragged the truck drivers down, took them aside, and ordered them to put their hands on their heads and squat on the ground!

As for Lao Hu's bodyguards, they were treated indiscriminately.

Mr. Qian looked around behind Old Hu and suddenly asked,

"They say businessmen value profit over separation. It's true. Poor Liu Lu, you just abandoned her like that!"

Hu Zhenhua suddenly felt like he had stolen someone else's love. Young Master Qian had always been obsessed with Liu Lu. Could it be that it was really him?

"Mr. Qian seems to have a special liking for Miss Liu?"

Mr. Qian laughed strangely again.

"That's not the case. I just haven't had enough fun. Mr. Hu, is my footbath water delicious?"

You bastard, I was being polite to you, but you took advantage of me.

But at this moment, I can't conflict with him.

Hu Zhenhua smiled awkwardly, pointed at the guard next to the truck, and asked,

"Mr. Qian, what does this mean?"

"I'll keep this money for you and return it to you after the bet is decided!"

Hu Zhenhua showed a meaningful smile on his face: "Do you know what this money is used for?"

The playful smile made Mr. Qian a little confused, but he was used to being lawless and would never turn back until he hit the wall. He shouted excitedly,

"You're just bluffing! I want to see what tricks you can come up with!"

Hu Zhenhua shrugged, turned sideways, and made a gesture of invitation.

"Mr. Qian, please do as you please!"

Master Qian became even more puzzled. He was not a fool. On the contrary, he was smarter than most people.

Even among the dandies, there are still some outstanding people.

He stared at Hu Zhenhua, weighing the pros and cons in his mind.

As the saying goes, "Only a fierce dragon can cross the river." Anyone who dares to come to Nanjing is either a fool or has an unfathomable background.

Could it be that he is the white glove of some big shot?

Mr. Qian laughed heartily, punched Hu Zhenhua lightly on the shoulder, and said with a smile,

"Hey, you're such a boring person, it's just a joke!"

Hu Zhenhua also punched him.

"Can't you see I'm joking too?"

The two of them laughed unrestrainedly.

After a moment, Mr. Qian asked in a low voice,

“What are these trucks?”

"Transferred from the Secret Service!"

Mr. Qian's mind became active again. Others were afraid of the Secret Service, but he was not.

Because the garrison and the Secret Service are two different systems, there are often frictions between them.

In order to find out more about Hu Zhenhua, Mr. Qian said with a smile,

"Brother, sure, if you can establish a relationship with the Secret Service, your company will have a smooth future!"

Hu Zhenhua waved his hand.

"Even without the Secret Service, our company would still be on a smooth sailing. Oh, and by the way, we're a family!"

"What family?"

Hu Zhenhua hugged Mr. Qian's shoulders and whispered,

"Levi Automotive Company is a shareholder of TA Insurance. Tell me, are we a family?"

The circle of the powerful and wealthy is small, but also big. Not everyone knows that Mr. Tang wants to seize his company.

At least Mr. Qian, the playboy, doesn't know.

He opened his eyes wide, with an expression of disbelief.

"real or fake?"

"It's more real than real gold. This is no secret. You'll know once you ask!"

Master Qian suddenly felt a chill coming from the soles of his feet, reaching the top of his head!

Fortunately, I didn’t move, otherwise, I would definitely be dead!

Seeing that he was frightened, Hu Zhenhua pulled him aside and whispered,

"Mr. Qian, I have a business deal. Are you interested?"

Young Master Qian held Hu Zhenhua's hand. Only then did he feel that Hu Zhenhua was qualified to be on equal footing with him!

"Calling me Young Master Qian is too formal. I'm a few years older than you. If you'd like, you can call me 'Brother Qian'. If not, call me Qian Wei!"

"Brother Qian!"

Mr. Qian then smiled and shouted,

"I can't speak for other places, but at this airport, my words are still somewhat effective. Don't worry, once the fighting subsides, I'll immediately help you persuade General Liao to dispatch a transport plane!"

Hu Zhenhua held his hand tightly.

"Thank you, thank you. However, our TA company has its own plane. All you need to do is help me arrange the takeoff!"

Young Master Qian slapped his head and said, "Look at my memory. Future Aviation, right? Your transport plane has been requisitioned by General Liao!"

"what!"

Despite all the planning, we were still robbed by the garrison!

The reason why Hu Zhenhua built an airport at Chongnan Wharf was because he was afraid that the Kuomintang government would seize his planes.

Old Hu calmed down and asked,

"That's a transport plane, and it can't drop bombs. What's the point of General Liao requisitioning it?"

"Why is it useless? We can transport supplies and ammunition!"

Hu Zhenhua wanted to curse!

Without the plane, what should I do with my tens of millions of dollars?

By land transport?

Don't even think about it. Not to mention whether there are enough trucks, even if there are, the road is hundreds of kilometers long and there are many checkpoints. They will definitely be robbed by the rebels!

Mr. Qian stared at Hu Zhenhua and asked in a low voice,

"Brother, what business were you talking about?"

Hu Zhenhua's mind moved, and he immediately answered,

"I don't have many connections in Jinling, so I want to entrust the ticket sales to you, Brother Qian. We can all make money!"

Mr. Qian was overjoyed and punched Hu Zhenhua again. He shouted excitedly,

"Brother, don't worry about this matter, I will definitely take care of it for you!"

What time is it now? War!

Although the main institutions of the national government moved south, there were still many dignitaries, wealthy people and celebrities staying in Nanjing.

The stations and docks are now extremely congested.

And flying is the fastest way.

Seeing Hu Zhenhua's bitter face, Mr. Qian comforted him,

"Brother, it's just a few planes. As for that expression, I'll get it back for you later! By the way, how much do we want?"

Hu Zhenhua was a little skeptical that Qian Wei could get the plane back, and said nonchalantly,

"Five big yellow croakers for every ticket, and the rest is yours regardless of how much you can raise the price!"

"Five large yellow croakers! That's too expensive!"

A gold bar weighing one or two taels is called a small yellow croaker!

A ten-liang gold bar is a big yellow croaker!

The Republic of China adopted the 16-liang system. One jin is about 425 grams, which means that one liang weighs 26.6 grams.

Five large yellow croakers weigh 1328 grams!

Hu Zhenhua shook his head.

"Compared to your life, this little money is nothing. Brother Qian, I suggest you sell 10 large yellow croakers per share! The price will go up as time goes by!"

Mr. Qian nodded subconsciously. Suddenly, he realized something was wrong and asked,

"Is it really impossible to defend it?"

"Let the facts prove it!"

Hu Zhenhua felt sorry for his plane and asked,

"Can you really help me get the plane back?"

Mr. Qian's expression became serious, and he suddenly shook his head.

"Brother, listen to my advice. Donate these planes. I'll make some arrangements and ensure the safety of the planes behind you!"

Hu Zhenhua covered his chest with his hands. The first batch of planes that arrived numbered ten!

The total value is 22 Mi Yuan, which is equivalent to nearly 20 grams of gold!

"Fine!"

Hu Zhenhua felt powerless. It was really not easy to do business in the Kuomintang-controlled area. Despite taking all precautions, he was still attacked by the garrison troops!

He was in a trance when he was hit on the shoulder again.

"Grandiose! You deserve to be rich, brother!"

"However, those pilots must be returned to me. Tongan's financial resources are limited and we can't afford to squander them!"

"Come on, I'll take you to see General Liao. He's my great uncle, and he and my father have a life-long friendship!"

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