The Republic of China: A Letter of Appointment Creates the Most Powerful Warlord

"How about this!" After a long silence, Du Yuesheng finally broke the oppressive stillness and slowly said, "Let me come up with an idea so that you two won't be stuck in a stalemate."

Hearing this, the two people who were originally arguing with each other suddenly quieted down. They turned their heads at the same time, and their eyes shot straight at Du Yuesheng like two sharp arrows.

Over the years, Sanxin Company has been able to overcome all difficulties and develop from obscurity to become a well-known presence in Shanghai. The contribution of the third brother Du Yuesheng is definitely indispensable.

Not only did he leverage his extensive network of contacts to expand markets and attract business for the company, but his exceptional intelligence also repeatedly helped the company successfully navigate the treacherous business landscape. As a result, he earned the company's sincere admiration and respect.

Now, faced with this seemingly unsolvable problem, the two brothers naturally placed all their hopes on him, hoping that this resourceful third brother could once again perform miracles, lead the company through numerous difficulties, and continue to write the glorious chapter of the past.

"Don't look at me like that. I don't have any good solution this time."

Du Yuesheng faced the two of them with a wry smile, thought for a moment, and then said in a deep voice.

"The student demonstrations are a fact, and it will certainly be difficult to calm them down quickly."

"Moreover, there are many forces paying attention to this development. If we rashly enter the concession and get involved, we will likely offend many people."

"So what? You'd better come up with a solution quickly!" Huang Jinrong was so anxious that he kept urging him.

The first place has been taken away by Jiang Xiansheng. If they don’t catch up closely, they will not even get a sip of soup.

"So, let's not enter the concession!"

Du Yuesheng put down the tea bowl in his hand, and a smile flashed across his skinny little face.

"Disperse your men and guard the major factories and schools. Cut off the follow-up forces of the parade and prevent these people from continuing to send reinforcements and expand the parade."

"This way, we can show our merits to foreigners without having to face the hatred of our compatriots in the concession area, thus minimizing our exposure as much as possible."

"Okay, okay, this is a great idea!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sadness on Zhang Xiaolin's face disappeared, and he turned into a happy smile and quickly responded.

"Third Brother, you're really smart. This way you don't offend either side and successfully create a buffer zone. It's also good for those warlords, preventing more students from taking to the streets and causing a bigger stir."

"This is a really good move. It kills three birds with one stone. It's really comprehensive and takes care of everyone."

"Not very good."

Huang Jinrong lit a cigarette, squeezed through the gap in the gauze, put it in his mouth and took a big puff, then said with a hint of worry.

"Doing so would appear like a cowardly act, and if things go wrong, someone might catch you in the act."

"Brother, in this situation, it's impossible for you to have the best of both worlds. This is already the maximum performance."

Du Yuesheng looked tired and lowered his voice to persuade,

"Only by preserving ourselves can we have a future. Simply catering to foreigners won't necessarily help us survive longer. This is Shanghu, Daxia. Our focus should be on the local people's sentiments and opinions!"

"This……"

Huang Jinrong wanted to refute, but he swallowed the words back.

The third brother was right, everything should be done in moderation. This is Da Xia, if they really do something extreme, they might lose their heads.

"Then do this! Arrange your men to act immediately and block all factories, universities, and important intersections. If you see students or workers marching, try not to cause conflict and focus on dissuasion!"

"If that doesn't work, just tie them up and take them back to school!"

……

"Back off, everyone, back off! If you take another step forward, I'll shoot you!"

A dense crowd of people had already gathered at the gate of the International Settlement Municipal Council.

As the second-in-command of the Concession Police Station, Qin Si was forced into a corner by this group of students. He took out his pistol tremblingly and shouted weakly with sweat on his face.

"Don't be stubborn. This is foreigners' territory, their concession. They have reasonable and legal procedures. Don't make a big fuss here!"

"Go back! As long as you go back now and go back to school, we will definitely forgive you and won't cause any trouble for anyone!"

"Get out of here, you stinking traitor!!"

Before Qin Si could finish his words, rotten eggs came raining down on them, forcing the police officers who had been forced into a corner to hold their heads, huddle together, and dare not resist.

"These black-skinned traitors only know how to protect foreigners. Beat them to death!!"

"Classmates, the Municipal Council is right in front of us. It's the headquarters of the foreigners in Shanghai and the lair of these lackeys. Let's smash it today and vent our anger on behalf of those Chinese people who have been bullied!"

"Smash it and burn this land rather than give it to these foreigners!"

"Classmates, let's work together. Today we're going to destroy this rotten pit!"

As more and more students responded, the children who were blocking the door of the Municipal Council took out all kinds of tools they had with them and threw them at the building that was as magnificent as a castle.

Among them were some radical students who lit the Molotov cocktails they brought and threw them through the windows, attempting to use the fire to burn the entire Municipal Council to ashes.

bang bang bang! ! !

At the critical moment, three consecutive gunshots instantly drowned out the wave-like shouting at the scene. Everyone was startled by the sound and looked up in unison.

At the entrance of the Municipal Council, the pair of young men in black raised their guns and aimed at the students in the front row.

One of them, with a dark complexion and a pair of fierce eyes, climbed up the fence of the Municipal Council, looked at the crowded crowd of students, and shouted harshly.

"You students really don't know what's good for you. Even after all the nice words I said, you still won't listen!"

"The international conference has concluded, and all events have long been concluded. This is not something you can participate in. Similarly, marching will be useless and futile!"

"Hurry up and go back to class. Don't let this ruin your future!"

"Bullshit!" The young man had barely finished speaking when a classmate appeared from the front of the group, pointed at his nose, and scolded him, "You're also a lackey of the foreigners. Daxia gave birth to you and raised you, not to be someone else's grandson. You're distorting the facts and harming your own compatriots!"

"Boy, you want to save the country, but this method is not applicable!"

The young man's face was solemn, his gloomy eyes were full of anger. He then raised the gun in his hand again and fired three warning shots.

"I'm saying this one last time. Everyone, retreat immediately. If you dare to cause trouble again, you will be killed without mercy!"