I can't die

Brand would approve such an inexplicable appropriation, that would be a ghost.It's ridiculous to say this kind of pretext. If the British Finance Board knew, it might have removed him from his post.

The three of them thought about it, and finally decided to go to the French embassy to talk to the chairman of the board of directors of the French Concession.The chairman of the board of directors of the French Concession, Woolett, was also standing on the high-rise building by the Huangpu River at this time, looking at the mighty toilets on the Bund with a telescope, and the corners of his mouth could not help but twitch.

"Mr. Pan is really amazing. He can think of such tricks. It's been years since I saw Brian make a fool of himself. It's really interesting."

Wu Lien put down the binoculars, looked at the middle-aged man standing beside him with his hands behind his back, and laughed.

Pan Ren also smiled when he heard Woollett's words: "Thanks to the help of the French board of directors, otherwise, no matter how powerful our Youth Gang is, it would not be possible to make such a battle."

Isn't it?The Green Gang already had a large number of disciples, and with the cover of the French, it's no wonder the British didn't suffer.

"Hehe, it's just mutual benefit and mutual assistance."

Woolett thought of the extra 1 taels of silver in his account, and felt that the leader of the Youth Gang was someone who could not be offended.As the saying goes, no matter how powerful Great Britain is, if it encounters such a sinister trick, it will have to pinch its nose and admit defeat. It is also a loss that the French Concession is upstream of the British Concession, otherwise the smell will spread, tsk tsk. . .Just think about stomach acid coming out.

Just as the two were complimenting each other, there was a knock on the door of the chairman's office, and a blond female secretary came out and said in French: "Chairman, the director of the British Concession is here to see you."

Pan Ren didn't understand French, but Wu Lien raised his eyebrows and "kindly" translated this sentence to Pan Ren.It's true, when Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, Pan Ren smiled even more when he heard it: "So I'll avoid it for a while."

"it is good."

Wu Lien put away the binoculars in his hand, then called the little secretary, and led Pan Ren to a cubicle beside him.After a while, Brand walked in with a gloomy face, walked straight to Wu Lien's desk, pulled the chair and sat down, regardless of the politeness or impoliteness.

Both Wu Lien and Brand belonged to Shanghai's top tyrants, so they knew each other very well. Seeing Brand like this, he didn't say much, instead, he walked to the coffee machine and poured him a cup of coffee: "Why don't you come here when you have time?" Are you ready? Would you like to try the newly arrived coffee from South Africa, it tastes very good."

There were no instant coffee and automatic coffee machines in the nineteenth century.All are manually ground.They're technically old, but they allow you to experience that wonderful "hand pressed coffee" feeling.This kind of coffee machine relies on pistons and springs to generate pressure, which is time-consuming and laborious, but nobles like it.

Wu Lien looked at Brand and didn't answer, so he walked to the coffee machine, took out the coffee beans, put them in the groove, and turned the handle with a click.After about five or six minutes, with the soaking of hot water, the strong aroma of coffee spread in the office.

Brand watched Wu Lien put a cup of hot coffee in front of him, smelling the tangy aroma, his stomach that had been "sore" for a day seemed to feel better.

"Give me the sugar cube, thanks." Brand shook the spoon.

Wu Lien turned around, took out a bag of sugar cubes traded by the East India Company and put it in front of the Brand Cup, and then sat down too: "What's the matter, tell me, I see you come to the door for everything."

"You know about the Bund, right?"

"Oh, you said this, the whole of Shanghai knows about it." Wu Lien took a sip of the coffee and felt it was a bit bitter, so he added a spoonful of sugar himself.

"You know that's not what I meant." Brand stared at Wu Lien, as if trying to read something from his face.

"what does that mean?"

But Wu Lien was drinking coffee, his face seemed to be intoxicated by the aroma of coffee, but he couldn't see anything.

old fox!Brand snorted coldly in his heart. "Come on, what do you want to do?"

Seeing that Brand didn't make a fool of himself, Wu Lien felt that he was straightforward, put down the spoon in his hand, and made a "crispy" sound when it touched the porcelain.

"Drive away the two warships on the Huangpu River."

"Impossible, don't even think about it." These two warships are the most powerful military weapons of Great Britain in Shanghai, and they are also a guard of honor for the United Kingdom to dominate Shanghai, block water transportation, and exclusively enjoy ocean foreign trade business.

Wu Lien seemed to have guessed Brand's reaction, and at the same time he shrugged: "Then there is nothing I can do."

"Don't deceive people too much!"

Brand patted the table angrily, and Wu Lien also sneered without showing any weakness: "Are you talking to me on behalf of your country to the French Empire?"

Both of them are envoys stationed in Shanghai, and they are the chairman of the concessions of both sides, so they can naturally represent the faces of both countries.Brand knew that it was impossible for Great Britain to turn against France because of this. Looking at Wu Lien's attitude, he became more certain that the Bund incident was planned by the French, and the Qing Dynasty was not so courageous.

"Hmph, let's wait and see."

Brand's trip was not fruitless, at least he identified who was behind it.As long as the enemy is identified, he has plenty of ways to make him fight the mouse.

With such thoughts in mind, Brand regained his fighting spirit and slammed the door away.Pan Ren walked out of the cubicle when he heard the sound of the door closing.Pan Ren saw the rather messy table in front of Wu Lien, and took out a hundred taels of silver note from his sleeve.

"It's just a small gift, let's use it as Mr. Pei's desk."

At this point, Wu Lien felt that Pan Ren was going on the road even more, and accepted the silver ticket with a smile: "I have helped you to bear the title, and the rest is up to you, but you also have to be careful, Brand There are many means.”

"Naturally, it's worth it."

As long as the French are willing to block the obvious, the rest of the Green Gang will be easy to operate.

On the second day after the "Bund stench incident" broke out, all the factories in the British Concession went on strike as if they had negotiated.The reason is to ask for a wage increase and reduce work intensity.Thousands of workers, holding flags and moving stools, blocked the entrances of all factories, shouting slogans, shouting loudly, scaring those capitalist exploiters to hide in their homes and dare not go out up.

Naturally, Brand's office was about to be complained about, and the people asking for help were trampled to the ground.