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

Hu Zhenhua's eyes widened when he got the investment accounts of the group of wealthy ladies.

There are 103 companies in total, with a total investment of 426 million yuan!

40,000 per capita.

The average annual income of an ordinary family in Shanghai is only two or three hundred dollars.

A casual investment by these corrupt officials is nearly 200 times the annual income of an average family!

The largest investment was made by a general, who invested 420,000!

Hu Zhenhua thought for a moment and said,

"Immediately redo the account book and reduce the amount by 100 times!"

When dealing with corrupt officials, you must be very careful. If you are not careful, you may end up getting into trouble!

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Cuicui walked into Lao Hu's office with a bowl of wontons.

"Sir, please eat something!"

Hu Zhenhua glanced at the clock on the table. It was already 2 a.m.

He held Wang Cuicui's hand and asked tiredly,

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"Can't sleep?"

Hu Zhenhua felt a pang in his heart, and he hugged her in his arms and said softly,

"Is it because of An Lan or Liu Lu? I have nothing against them!"

Wang Cuicui buried her head in Lao Hu's arms, feeling very aggrieved.

"I know you're just playing around, but I just feel uncomfortable!"

Hu Zhenhua hugged her tighter and whispered in her ear,

"Then you have to stay by my side from now on, so that other women won't have the chance to take advantage of you!"

Wang Cuicui punched him lightly a few times and leaned into his arms.

Hu Zhenhua kissed her hair gently, patted her shoulders gently with his hands, and rocked her slowly, humming a lullaby.

"Sleep, sleep, my dear baby..."

I don’t know how long it took, but Hu Zhenhua just held Wang Cuicui in his arms, and the young couple fell asleep in each other’s arms on the sofa.

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In an unknown place in the Magic City, Guo Dachong stared at the printing press in front of him with a serious expression.

What the machine printed was banknotes.

Fake banknotes.

A moment later, an old man came over with a newly printed sheet! He had been working in the printing industry for half his life and was very skilled.

"Mr. Guo, look!"

Guo Dachong took the fake banknote and looked at it, then took out a real one and compared them carefully.

He observed very carefully, holding a magnifying glass and examining it inch by inch.

After reading it several times, Guo Dachong nodded.

"It's about 6% like it, that's enough. Hurry up and print it. We have to finish the remaining before daybreak!"

"Boss Guo, don't worry, my disciples are very skillful!"

Guo Dachong nodded.

"After the work is done, destroy the templates and materials. Each of you will be paid two hundred dollars. Go hide in the countryside for a month and leave at dawn!"

The old man was overjoyed, but he reminded

"Mr. Guo, an expert can tell the difference between these things at a glance! I can't bear to take so much money from you!"

Guo Dachong smiled indifferently.

"This fake banknote is burned for the souls of the deceased. Lately, the people of Magic City have been suffering greatly from the banknotes, with many jumping into rivers and buildings. Our company plans to hold a ritual to help them find salvation!"

The wrinkles on the old man's face finally disappeared.

"Mr. Guo, you are so kind-hearted!"

He thought about it, and felt something was wrong, so he asked,

"If that's the case, then why do you want me to hide in the countryside?"

Guo Da Chong took out his lighter and lit the real and fake banknotes, observing the difference in the colors of their flames. When he was sure there was nothing unusual, he replied,

"It's okay if banknotes are over-issued in the living world, but I will never allow over-issuance of banknotes in the underworld! You stay in the Magic City. What if someone asks you to print banknotes?"

Guo Dachong's tone became stern.

"Let me be frank. Within this month, if anyone dares to leak any information, or print anything without permission, don't blame me for sending him down to explain himself to the Undead!"

The old man looked at Guo Dachong's murderous face and shuddered. He said quickly,

"Mr. Guo, the money you gave us is more than we can earn even if we don't eat or drink for a year. I will definitely keep a close eye on those guys and make sure they don't do anything stupid!"

"Hit them more!"

"Yes!"

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"Chairman, bad news! Newman & Co. has gone bankrupt!"

Qu Xiaodou pushed open the office door and suddenly saw Hu Zhenhua and his wife sleeping in each other's arms. He quickly turned around!

The young couple had been awakened. Wang Cuicui rubbed her eyes, saw Qu Xiaodou, and left with a red face.

Hu Zhenhua stretched and looked at the clock. It was already four o'clock in the morning.

After a few hours of sleep, he felt much better.

He has been working non-stop these past few days, and only today did he sleep the most soundly!

Lao Hu returned to his desk, took out a report, and asked,

"How could Newman & Co. go bankrupt? Their capital reserves can at least last until 9 o'clock today!"

Qu Xiaodou then turned around and answered,

"Soran, the boss of Newman & Co., ran away with the money!"

Hu Zhenhua was furious, slammed the table and shouted,

"This scum!"

He opened his collar, panting, and suddenly shouted with a ferocious look on his face,

"Send a message to the bureau immediately in the name of 'Dawn'. I want Soran dead!"

"Yes!"

It took a while for Hu Zhenhua to come back to his senses.

He took out his notebook and crossed out Newman & Co. from the catalog. Lao Hu's eyes stayed on the number 2700.

This means that last night TA Cruise Company collected 2700 million Newman & Co. banknotes, spending 270 million dollars.

This money is wasted!

The wontons on the desk were already cold and clumping together, but Hu Zhenhua didn't mind. He held them in front of him and began to eat them slowly.

At this moment, his thoughts had already flown to Jinling University Airport.

In order to support the actions in the Magic City, Hu Zhenhua has been holding back on the aircraft, providing only three for public relations. After all, the influence of some people is really too great.

Not only can you not charge them money, you even have to beg them to fly on your plane!

After Hu Zhenhua swallowed another mouthful of wonton, he looked towards Jinling. He didn't know whether Master Qian and Lian Yun could stabilize the situation!

Outside the Daxiao Airport, the number of stranded passengers has reached 4000, all of whom are dignitaries, wealthy businessmen and gentry.

The battle for river defense is in full swing, and the Air Force is frequently dispatched to support the ground forces!

At the command center, General Liao threw a dispatch plan sheet on the table and shouted,

"Why are the fighter planes circling and waiting? Can't they land on the secondary runway?"

The dispatch officer said quickly,

"General, a fighter plane just crashed while landing. We're trying to clear the runway out of debris!"

"Clear the secondary runway within ten minutes!"

The dispatch officer looked embarrassed and said,

"General, the light is too dim. Please give us more time. If any debris is not cleaned up and gets sucked into the propeller, it will be a disaster!"

General Liao's face showed murderous intent and he shouted,

"If you can't do that, the person responsible will be shot on the spot! There have been numerous incidents on the secondary runway today. Alert the ground crew!"

The dispatcher was helpless and immediately shouted into the microphone,

"Ground crew! Ground crew! The general has ordered that the secondary runway must be cleared within ten minutes, or those responsible will be shot on the spot! Please work diligently and don't cause any more problems!"

Mr. Qian, with his panda eyes, heard the broadcast and suddenly shouted,

"Brother Lian, what should we do? Once the secondary runway is filled with ammunition, it will be difficult to clean it up!"

Lian Yun's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he said weakly,

"What can I do? Do you dare to disobey the general?"

Mr. Qian lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly said,

"Does your secret agency have any drug that can make people sleepy?"

Lian Yun opened his mouth wide.

"you want?"

Young Master Qian showed pity on his face: "Uncle Liao is sixty-three years old. He has been working for more than twenty hours at such an old age. How can his body bear it? He must be allowed to rest!"

"Brother Qian, your filial piety is commendable. I'll go get you some medicine right away!"

A few minutes later, Mr. Qian walked into the command center holding a glass of milk.

When Liao Sanmin saw him, he shouted,

"Asshole, is this where you're supposed to be?"

Mr. Qian shuddered and almost dropped the milk in his hand. He smiled and said,

"Calm down, I'm leaving now! Uncle, you've been through a whole day and night, and I'm really sorry for you. I've prepared a cup of hot milk for you. Your health is the capital of revolution, so you should enjoy it while it's hot!"

General Liao looked at Qian Wei and felt soft in his heart. After all, he had raised this playboy and he was usually quite filial.

He picked up the glass and drank the milk in one gulp!

Mr. Qian finally smiled. He mustered up his courage, pushed General Liao onto the sofa, and said flatteringly,

"Uncle, please take a nap, don't force yourself!"

After saying that, he ran away with the cup!

General Liao looked at Qian Wei's leaving back, and a hint of softening appeared on his face.

Suddenly, a feeling of fatigue came over him and his eyelids couldn't help trembling.

"It's so old!"

He glanced at the busy officers and shouted,

"I'll take a nap first. Call me if there's an emergency!"

"Yes!"

Just like that, General Liao leaned on the sofa and fell asleep with his clothes on.

Young Master Qian ran out, his heart pounding, his shirt completely soaked with sweat.

Lian Yun grabbed his hand and asked,

"How about it!"

"Drink!"

Lian Yun was overjoyed and shouted,

"Quick, clean the cup!"

They both ran to the bathroom, cleaned the cup, and poured some milk evenly onto the inner wall of the cup.

Only after doing this did they breathe a sigh of relief.

This matter is too risky. If any word leaks out, both of them will be brought to court-martial.

If the returns were not so high, they would never take the risk!

Mr. Qian paused for a long time before he asked,

"Brother Lian, have you sent a message to Brother Hu? When will our tickets go on sale?"

Lian Yun yawned and looked at the dandy with dissatisfaction.

"Brother, you've asked me this eight hundred times, just be patient!"

In fact, he was also very anxious. He sent messages many times but received no response. Half an hour ago, he received a reply with only four words in it: Wait patiently!

Mr. Qian kept rubbing his hands, feeling anxious.

"How can I not be anxious? I lost 20 yuan and I'm just waiting for this chance to make it back! Otherwise, the old man will definitely skin me alive!"

Lian Yun tilted his head and glanced at him.

"That's not right. Didn't you lose 50?"

Mr. Qian clicked his tongue and gave a thumbs up.

"My brother Hu is this. I lost 30 yuan at the beginning, and Brother Hu gave me 10 acres of land. I can't tell you how happy I am. I will go and open up wasteland!"

Lian Yun's mind became active and he asked,

"Brother Hu, are you still selling your land?"

Master Qian opened his mouth and said angrily,

"Liu Lu is in charge of this matter. Go ask her yourself!"

He felt mixed emotions. If it weren't for the jealousy between her and Hu Zhenhua, how could he have suffered such a terrible loss!

The old man is so useless. In just one day, the river defenses are riddled with holes!

Waste...

Young Master Qian covered his mouth. After all, he was his father!

Suddenly, a soldier shouted,

"Report! Urgent call from the Demon City!"

Lian Yun took the telegram and read it, he was overjoyed and shouted,

"Let's get started, brothers, and get ready to sell plane tickets!"

Mr. Qian snatched the telegram and laughed out loud.

"The fleet arrived at 7:30. Good! Good! Good!"

Outside the airport, the crowd became restless and the loudspeakers made a hissing sound.

"Attention, passengers! After coordination with this station, we've finally secured a batch of flights. Passengers interested in purchasing tickets, please prepare your money. Ten large yellow croakers per ticket! The equivalent in dollars or foreign currency is acceptable!"

"robber!"

The exchange rate of gold to ocean money is 1:40. Ten large yellow croakers are worth 4000 ocean dollars!

The officer who was broadcasting was named Xiao Ran. He looked at the surging crowd and said coldly without explaining,

"Tickets are limited, first come first served!"

It’s a seller’s market now, buy if you want or not!

Everyone made a fuss for a while, but seeing that it was of no use, they were ready to compromise!

Suddenly, a wealthy man holding up a gambling agreement shouted,

"Excuse me, is this aircraft provided by Future Aviation?"

Xiao Ran narrowed his eyes and shouted,

"That's right!"

The rich businessman raised the bet and said,

"Mr. Hu promised that the gambling money could be used to deduct the airfare. My bet is 5000 yuan, which is enough to deduct a plane ticket!"

Xiao Ran shouted,

"Come forward!"

The wealthy businessman squeezed for a few minutes before handing the bet to Xiao Ran. The latter just glanced at it, threw it back to him, and shouted,

"Mr. Hu promised that if I lost, I could get a discount on my airfare. But the winner hasn't been decided yet, so the discount is not available!"

The rich businessman was very anxious and shouted,

"Why hasn't the winner been decided yet? Jiang Fang..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Ran snorted coldly and shouted,

"Think it over carefully before you speak! If you disrupt the morale of the troops, I will kill you on the spot!"

The rich businessman was frightened. Everyone knew that the river defense could not be defended, but you couldn't say it, otherwise it would disrupt the morale of the army.

After all, the Nationalist army is still fighting! What if they manage to recapture the position?

Who can tell what happens on the battlefield?

The rich businessman quickly changed his words.

"It's a close call, I admit defeat, okay?"

Xiao Ran said indifferently,

"No! One is one, two is two!"

Xiao Ran picked up the microphone again and shouted,

"Those who wish to use the bet to offset the loss, please stand to the left and wait for the winner to be decided. We will handle it separately!"

Suddenly, another person stood up and shouted,

"This one has already decided the winner, so it should be fine, right?"

Xiao Ran took a look at this one. It was a bet that the battle would start at midnight. He smiled slightly and said,

"Your ticket is fine. Please line up nearby. Once the gambling plane arrives, you can board!"

"You are being shameless!"

Xiao Ran's face darkened and he shouted,

"If you think there's something wrong with our operations, you can sue us in court!"

"It's already late, I don't have time to sue!"

"Then follow the instructions!"

The middle-aged man was obviously also of high status, and he shouted,

"A mere lieutenant colonel dares to provoke me. I think you are just itching for trouble!"

Xiao Ran was not afraid at all and shouted,

"alert!"

Searchlights and machine guns were all turned towards this side.

Not far away are tall barbed wire fences, deep trenches, and bunkers that are one meter thick!

The Colonel Airport is like an iron wall!

Everyone was frightened by this scene and stepped back!

Xiao Ran said gloomily,

"This is a military zone. Anyone who dares to disrupt order will be punished by military law!"

When has a middle-aged man ever suffered such humiliation? But the situation is stronger than the person!

He took a deep breath and shouted,

"Okay, I'll buy a ticket!"

Xiao Ran smiled.

"Sir, I apologize for the offense. After paying, please go directly to the runway to wait for your flight. Someone will show you the way!"

He knew very well what the middle-aged man was planning, which was nothing more than getting through this hurdle and then slowly settling the accounts!

Xiao Ran didn't care at all. He had already bought thousands of acres of land on Irian Island. After he was done with this busy period, he would become a local landlord. With the dividends from this time, he would be a wealthy man in the future!

With the first person buying the ticket, things will be much easier later on!

Mr. Qian took a large yellow croaker, bit it with his teeth, and said with a smile,

"Brother Hu, it's harvest time!"

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