Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Zhao Chuanxin was not sure that Aixinjueluo Yikuang would obediently give the money.

He has controlled the government for many years, sold his official positions, took bribes, and organized party members. He is also a man who can change everything with one hand.

Aixinjueluo Zai Zhen is not the only son. If the old guy doesn't take his eldest son seriously and treats him as a disposable chess piece, then Zhao Chuanxin will be doing useless work.

Zhao Chuanxin's claim of one million pounds was also calculated.

It is said that Aixinjueluo Yikuang likes to save money in foreign banks, especially the British HSBC Bank.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hand and interrupted: "Tai, stop, stop, you know nothing. As we all know, although I like to convince people with virtue, I am never unreasonable."

Aixinjueluo Yikuang immediately said to Yuan Datou: "Quick, rescue my son now!"

The only thing is: this back was hammered with an elf carving knife.

Seeing that the other subordinates were hiding, only these two people stood in front of them without thinking.

The boat is still some distance away from the Laolongtou pontoon. How can we save it?

Aixinjueluo Zai Zhen glanced at Zhao Chuanxin with disdain.

He began to speak the truth for the first time: "Captain Zhao, first of all, my father doesn't have that much money. Secondly, I understand your character to some extent. You are reasonable..."

It just so happens that Zhao Chuanxin also likes to withdraw money from HSBC Bank.

I went with the death certificate and asked for immediate family members.

Aixinjueluo Zai Zhen howled miserably!

Aixinjueluo Yikuang's eyes widened: "My son..."

Yuan Datou felt sweat on his forehead.

He had said before that if he didn't give money, he would send himself down early to wait for Cixi.

Among them, the "Restoration of Road Rights" walking competition is to express our patriotic competition with foreigners for the right to own the railway.

After saying that, it fell like raindrops as if giving Aisin Gioro Zai Zhen a slap on the back.

Zhao Chuanxin was also a smart man, and he narrowed his eyes: "It turns out that old man Liang Dunyan plotted against me, but I thought he was interested in Zhao's noble integrity and profound knowledge that broke away from vulgar taste! It's really unreasonable!"

Zhao Chuanxin exclaimed: "Zhao really cares about the physical and mental health of the next generation of female college students. He is very worried about this. He really wants to invest a sum of money in a girls' school and customize short skirt uniforms for them that are in line with international trends. But. But How do you know this?"

He had withdrawn money once before, and it seemed that Yikuang's money was in it. His argument with the British finally came to no result. He probably suffered a dumb loss. I don't know how much he lost.

"..." Zhao Chuanxin's face was full of disappointment: "That's it, forget it. You are wearing a blue flag, you are not worthy of kneeling to me. Let Cixi come later. By the way, what color is Cixi's flag?"

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't take all the remaining money.

That was his own flesh and blood, his eldest son. Aixinjueluo Yikuang felt so distressed that his eyes turned black. He shouted with trembling lips: "Zhao Chuanxin, I promise you, I will give you money! Promise!" Yes, I agree, let my son go now!"

Among these people, Aixinjueluo Yikuang was the most noble, and he was the only one to ride in a sedan carried by four people.

Looking at the splashing water, Aixinjueluo Yikuang's eyelids twitched, and he thought to himself: He won't be able to take it away by himself later. I will find someone to salvage the silver. It will take some effort, but it can still be saved. one time.

He gritted his teeth and became angry: "No one in this group of you is good! Every one of them seems to be innocent, but they are smarter than monkeys in their hair. No, this matter is not over!"

Aixinjueluo Zai Zhen firmly denied: "My father doesn't have that much money. He only has a salary of tens of thousands taels. I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

When Zhao Chuanxin's grandma passed away, he went to withdraw money, but the bank asked for a death certificate.

There is nothing good to say to this kind of person.

Zhao Chuanxin shouted: "Prince Qing, have you brought the money?"

Boxes after boxes were carried onto the pontoon with groans, and then thrown into the water.

Yuan Datou's nose was almost crooked with anger: "Zhao Chuanxin, don't toast me and you will be punished with a drink!"

"Father, father, save me..."

Aixinjueluo Zaizhen was frightened when he heard this.

I have never seen such a lack of oil and salt.

Thinking about it this way, his heartache was no longer so severe, and he focused on Aixinjueluo Zai Zhen.

Without even thinking about it, Zhao Chuanxin grabbed Aixinjueluo Zaizhen, whom he had just had a good chat with, and pulled him in front of him as a shield to prevent someone from making a cold shot.

"I visited France, Belgium, and the United States to study, and I inspected their fifth industry exposition in Japan. After returning to China, I petitioned the court to establish the Ministry of Commerce. I actively participated in the New Deal. Last year, I also participated in the reform of the official system. My avatar , are all printed on the banknotes issued by Shanghai Xincheng Bank. Take this year for example, I single-handedly organized the Zhili United Sports Games of Beiyang University, which included dozens of events.

Zhao Chuanxin did not explain: "Hurry up, let them throw the money into the river together with the box. If you wait any longer, the prince will suffer!"

"Son..."

The two are: Yang Yide and Zhang Zhankui!

Yang Yide coughed and shouted: "Zhao Chuanxin, although Yang has never dealt with you, Yang is not afraid of you. If you dare, shoot me to death!"

The voice Aisin Gioro Zai Zhen made at this time did not sound like a human voice at all.

So as a compromise, 100 million pounds is just right.

If he were to go bankrupt, the old man would most likely break the pot.

Everyone bared their teeth when they heard Zhao Chuanxin calling Aixinjueluo Zai Zhen a middle-grade slave.

However, there were two people who stood in front of Aixinjueluo Yikuang and Yuan Datou with great righteousness and courage.

Thinking that he still had a group of loyal subordinates, Yuan Datou was no longer so afraid. He felt a little heroic out of thin air and stepped forward and said: "Zhao Chuanxin, do you know that you have offended the Queen Mother? The Queen Mother is furious and has decided to arrest you and kill you." Not only that, if you return to Lugang Town, the Queen Mother is determined to eradicate you and Lugang Town together. I hereby assure you that if you let the crown prince go, I will intercede with the Queen Mother on your behalf, and maybe you can avoid the death penalty. !”

Prince, don't worry, I have prepared five steamboats, dozens of marine police, and a dragnet has been set up on the shore.

I lost my wife and lost my troops!

The angry old man stamped his feet and regretted it too late.

He first went to see the injured person: "Xiangyan, how are you?"

When Zhao Chuanxin heard this, he stopped immediately.

Zhao Chuanxin probed: "Azhen, how much does your father have left of his 700 million pounds?"

This name is full of political education.

When Zhao Chuanxin heard about the competition to "restorate the right of way," he felt dumbfounded.

He said with compassion: "What a human tragedy. Zhao is soft-hearted and cannot bear to see this cruel scene. Otherwise, Governor Yuan is a bad person and is cruel to let the prince suffer such a crime!"

Zhao Chuanxin stood with his hands behind his back and said quite proudly: "Don't ask me, Zhao is always an honest man when doing business. If a middle-grade slave is sold for one million pounds, it will be one million pounds. But , you guys wait there, I’ll count the money first!”

How can you say that he is also the future prince, and he has already discussed it in a low-key manner, and in the end he was transformed from a low-grade slave to a middle-grade slave?

He was invited that day to listen to a speech by a patriotic person. Liang Dunyan vowed that the person would donate a donation to the school, as long as Aisin Gioro Zai Zhen showed up and gave him enough face.