Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Benjamin Goldberg recounts what he saw and heard in the Japanese Concession.

He said: "Master, when I heard that the people of Hankou were exterminating people, I asked - Are you going to the Oriental Concession? You can see what a bad impression this left on the people of Hankou."

Sheng Enyi was a little disapproving.

But Hu Li was filled with indignation: "The Japanese are really hateful!"

Zhao Chuanxin held his cigarette in his mouth and smiled slightly: "The rest is your tip, it belongs to you."

"Sir, how can I help you?" the lobby manager inside asked in broken English.

Translated by Benjamin Goldberg: "Gangfanshuo--Idiot, you don't need to use a Wu accent to imitate a dog barking..."

"This...Master, I don't know either."

After hearing this, the cigarette seller couldn't help but feel courageous and his eyes widened: "Is it true, sir?"

The cigarette seller's face was filled with joy: "Sir, you don't need so much."

Sheng Xuanhuai knew that Hu Gentang took the initiative to invest in stocks, and these cunning Japanese found out. He already had an idea: "If not, increase the amount of the loan to 350 million taels?"

The housekeeper said cautiously: "Miss Abao has left, Master Cheng Kun and the others stayed."

Who are they guarding against?

Arriving at the gate of the British Concession, Zhao Chuanxin got out of the car in a grand manner in front of the British guards, paid the fare and a hefty tip, buttoned up his suit, straightened his coat, raised his wrist to look at the pilot's square dial watch, and then held his head high The chest went inside.

The little boy took out the rag, squatted down and said, "Thank you, sir, let me clean your shoes."

"I have already asked my servants to prepare a table of good food and wine. We will discuss this later." The confused Hu Gentang could only use this reason to give himself room to think. He turned his head and suddenly shouted: "Li'er, what are you doing?"

This was almost the same as Sheng Xuanhuai expected. He finally nodded: "Okay!"

……

He didn't refuse either.

Ganfan: "Woof woof woof..."

Translated by Benjamin Goldberg: "Gan Fan said - if no one comes forward, it doesn't matter, I will take action then!"

Many years later, the cigarette peddler had some achievements. When being interviewed, he said: "Back then, someone said something to me outside the British Concession, which changed my life. Later I found out that this person was the God of War Zhao To pass on the salary, he was planning to rob the Japanese bank, and sure enough he didn’t lie to me..."

Asabuki Eide relaxed for the first time in more than two days: "What does Sheng Zuotang mean?"

……

"Then it's better to obey orders than to be respectful." Sheng Xuanhuai accepted happily: "Why isn't Mr. Aso here?"

The Iron Works, also called the Yawata Iron Works, provided a large amount of materials to the Japanese army during the Russo-Japanese War. It was even worse later on. The money used for the construction came from the Qing court's indemnity, while the steel and coal materials were provided by the Han Yeping Coal and Iron Works, which in turn invaded China.

It’s no wonder that officials in the Qing Dynasty had long-term meniscus missing in their knees and their bones were very soft, and the same was true for businessmen.

"What?" Hu Gentang's eyes widened: "Why did A Bao leave? Why did the monk stay?"

The lobby manager breathed a sigh of relief: "That will help. Sir, show me your account."

Eiji Asabuki's face looked somewhat ugly. He forced out a smile and said, "Are the entrepreneurs Sheng Zuotang mentioned just a group of salt merchants? Come to think of it, they can't make much money, right?"

The kid selling cigarettes asked, "Sir, how did I become as rich as you?"

After Zhao Chuanxin finished cursing, he walked out of the bank door.

The various Western-style buildings on the street are neatly arranged, and the streets are very orderly and yet prosperous at the same time.

The lobby manager was a little confused: "Sir, do you want to withdraw money or make a deposit?"

These activities were something he didn't dare to think about.

Of course, that's also relative.

Aso Jiuhide actually went to Hu Gentang's house.

Ordinary people would not let him go at all.

Sheng Xuanhuai twisted his beard and smiled and said: "Thanks to the help of many entrepreneurs in Hankou, we have raised another two to three million taels of stock capital. If we can get another loan from you, Hanyeping Coal and Iron Plant can be successfully completed."

"Get back!"

Eiji Asabuki breathed a sigh of relief: "Well, I invite Shanda to have dinner with you today. Shanda will definitely appreciate you."

He looked back and forth, and couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Japan had more than 20 foreign companies located in the British Concession, and Mitsui & Co. was prominently among them.

Zhao Chuanxin blew out two streams of smoke from his nostrils. Seeing that the cigarette seller knew this allusion, he had something to say: "I went to steal the money and read until midnight. When I was hungry, I went to have a late-night snack and then went to a teahouse to drink. I had some tea and spent a total of one yuan. After returning home satisfied, I found that I had forgotten to turn off the fire and all the ten candles were burned out. I was so angry that I burned the copy of "Jin Ping Mei" in my hand and vowed never to read it again. This crappy book! Reading is useless!"

When passing by the British guard, Zhao Chuanxin nodded to him lightly, with a mixture of politeness and arrogance.

No wonder he is so awesome, because Japan's ironworks are currently somewhat similar to Japan's military industry sector.

Zhao Yixian: "Ahem, what a loud breath..."

……

Asabuki Eiji shook his head: "Sheng Zuodang, the new year is approaching, and you must also want to have a new look in the new year. Let's be more straightforward and borrow 300 million taels. We will draft the contract today and sign it tomorrow!"

Hu Lisan, who was secretly eavesdropping outside, appeared with a smile and scratched his head: "Dad, I'm tired of studying. I just came out to get some air."

Sheng Xuanhuai shook his head: "The terms are too harsh and need to be discussed again."

At the same time, there are also foreign companies from Germany, France and other countries, including egg factories, lamp factories and cargo terminals, as well as insurance and shipping businesses...

"..." The lobby manager could still keep smiling. He was considered polite. He just teased: "Sir, then we don't have any money."

Zhao Chuanxin's checkpoint is completed.

Hu Li suppressed his laughter until his face turned red and his neck became thick.

In this turbulent era, there are outlets everywhere. As long as you have some courage, it is not difficult to take off.

Finally arriving at Yokohama Zhengjin Bank, Zhao Chuanxin walked in generously.

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Unexpectedly, the kid who sold cigarettes had some insight: "I know, sir, there is a story called chiseling through a wall to steal the light. It's amazing that my husband changed his life against the odds by studying hard."

The kid selling cigarettes paused in his movements, raised his head, and saw a glistening snot hanging under his nose. He inhaled again and said blankly: "Sir, you..."

Zhao Chuanxin had breakfast, put on a crisp blended suit, a wool coat, a pair of hand-polished brown leather shoes, a top hat, and walked out of Biyunli carrying the scepter of redemption in his hand as a staff of civilization. , took a rickshaw and headed towards the British Concession.

"This...he has other things to do."

……

But Zhao Chuanxin's aura is so strong that he doesn't show off his anger. His well-fitting and expensive outfit, including the new watch on his wrist, makes people know that he has a great background at a glance. Most ordinary people don't even have the money to pretend. , let alone that spirit.

The street outside the bank was lined with British soldier handles, and there were many of them.