The entertainment tycoon of the Republic of China

In Wicker Lane, the compound rented by Mu Xiuxiu's master and apprentice, the sun had already set in the west, and Xiao Wenliu and Yang Rui, who were supposed to go out to perform, were sitting on the threshold of the main house, looking nervous.

"Come on, let's eat something." Xie Yan opened the pastries she brought and distributed them to the five little girls in the yard.

"Brother Xie..." Yang Rui took the pastry, held it up in both hands and took a bite, it was sweet.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Xie Yan comforted them.

Mu Xiuxiu took Kong Chang out to other artists' houses in Wicker Lane to ask for help, but they haven't come back yet, Xie Yan and Li Quan stayed in the courtyard to take care of a few little girls.

Xie Yan analyzed their current situation to Mu Xiuxiu in the afternoon. Although the businessman from Shanghai is rich, Hankou is not his territory after all. address, but it can be seen without immediately coming to the door to make trouble.

The businessman wanted to take care of Kong Chang, so he had to ask his friends in Hankou for help. Since he came to Hankou to do business with the ship tycoon, if he wanted to come to Hankou, he would find Wen's family in every possible way.

The Wen family has a reputation as a chivalrous man in Hankou, as a patriotic businessman, relying on the love of Hankou people to compete with foreign compradors, so no matter whether they are really like that, they will definitely maintain a fair and selfless image on the surface.

Among the mixed children of the rivers and lakes, artists who report to the group are definitely not easy to mess with, because although they have no power and power, they go around the streets to beat drums, no matter what background you have, it is not easy to get into their mouths. I must be able to please you, I will make up some jokes for you today, whether true or false, and I can sing them all over Hankou City tomorrow.

The Wen family wants to save face, so they won't be unreasonable in the artist's den in broad daylight.

Xie Yan's idea to Mu Xiuxiu was to ask other artists to immediately spread the word about what the businessman did to the little artist girl. It would be better to make it artistically, so that everyone who said it would scold him, so that those who want to help the tyrants would be afraid to use it. Call the artists who are convenient to come to the courtyard to show their momentum, so that they dare not arrest them directly.

Mu Xiuxiu was so angry that she didn't think much about it. After she calmed down, she heard Xie Yan's words and felt that it was feasible, so she immediately started to arrange it.

Before going out, she called Xie Yan aside, and stuffed a big kraft paper envelope into his hand.

"The uncle saw you the first time today, and he knew that you are a good boy, and Li Quan is also a good one. If we can't come back, you promise the uncle to take a few junior sisters and leave quickly, and take a boat to go before they react. Run down, go to Shanghai, go to Hangzhou... Those girls are all able to work, they don't know how to eat and drink for free, it's not easy to grow up to this age in this world, you should take care of it."

"Uncle Mu..." Xie Yan felt that the envelope in his hand weighed a thousand catties.

"If nothing happens to your master, you will have a better life in the future. He is more capable than me." Mu Xiuxiu patted Xie Yan on the shoulder. If it was not really impossible, she would not treat the junior who met for the first time. Tuo Gu, "Listen carefully, and leave immediately if something goes wrong."

After Mu Xiuxiu left with Kong Chang, Xie Yan opened the envelope and found that there were two Standard Chartered Bank drafts of [-] yuan inside, as well as several pieces of gold and silver jewelry, which should be all of Mu Xiuxiu's net worth.

Xie Yan took a deep breath, and put the envelope close to her body, feeling so powerless for the first time, obviously he has already analyzed what happened today, nine out of ten can get through it safely, obviously he has done all his efforts...

But it’s not enough. In this turbulent era, if you want to live well and protect the people around you, you can’t be content with the status quo and stagnate, but climb up step by step.

"What, what's the sound?" Yang Rui was eating snacks when she suddenly heard movement from outside the wall and stood up in fright.

"I'll go take a look." Knowing that the situation was tense, Li Quan immediately got up and walked lightly to the door, looking out through the crack of the door.

He propped his hands on the edge of the door, put his eyes on the crack of the door, and checked for a few seconds before he heaved a sigh of relief, "Uncle Mu brought someone back."

Li Quan opened the door, Mu Xiuxiu was followed by Kong Chang, and dozens of people of different ages came in together, they should be other artists in Wicker Lane.

"The unfilial apprentice has committed a serious crime. Mu Xiuxiu thank you for your willingness to help. If there is nothing wrong today, I will slaughter the sheep and ask everyone to have a good meal together." Mu Xiuxiu stood still in the courtyard, fisted at everyone, She can survive with a few children in troubled times, so she naturally has an unusual chivalry.

"Aunt Mu, what are you talking about? You are an old man in Wicker Lane. We agreed to take care of things together. There is no reason to shirk."

"Brother Chang didn't do anything wrong, it's because the world doesn't treat us as human beings..."

"Sister Mu, don't worry, I have followed what you said, and let the apprentices who go out to perform at night spread the news about today's events. Although our lives are cheap, not everyone can step on them!"

……

Dozens of people, old and young, male and female, with righteous indignation on their faces, comforted Mu Xiuxiu one after another. There was an old man who sang Qin Opera with a very loud voice, and his words sounded like thunder.

This is the unity and strength of the Chinese people. Even if they are born in the dust, they will not give up on themselves and feel that they are born to be trampled under their feet.

Mu Xiuxiu thanked her a few more times, and asked her disciples to let everyone into the room and serve hot water. After another ten minutes, there was finally a loud noise outside the room, and Mu Xiuxiu got up with a serious face. , knowing that things have finally come.

……

Chen Gongsong's face was wrapped with gauze, and he stood at the entrance of the wicker alley with his stomach full, feeling that he was really unlucky today.

Before he came to Hankou, he took the benefits of Sakurai Ichiro from the Shanghai Sakurai Trading Company. He planned to tell the Wen family that he had connections with German shipyards, deceive the Wen family to buy a ship, and when the ship arrived in Shanghai, he would steal the day and keep the new ship. The company replaced it with an old and refurbished steamer, and the Wen family lost everything.

Chen Gongsong had several business contacts with the Wen family before, otherwise Sakurai Ichiro would not be able to find him. In his eyes, both Wen Jiulou and Mrs. Wen are very shrewd existences, so he has been in Hankou this time. I was on tenterhooks, afraid that something might have gone wrong.

Fortunately, no matter how powerful Wen Jiulou was, he was just a mortal, without the ability to read people's hearts, so he never noticed their plans.

Seeing that the contract will be signed tomorrow, Chen Gongsong finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the anger that had been suppressed for a few days also rose. When he was eating at noon, he saw the little girl singing in the restaurant who looked a little bit pretty, so he started directly on a whim. .

Unexpectedly, that girl didn't know how to flatter her, and she was struggling to live and die. Chen Gongsong was displeased and was about to force her, but the guy from the restaurant who received a thousand knives suddenly rushed in. a hole.

The cooked duck he got flew away, and his own head was broken. Chen Gongsong felt infinite anger in his heart, wishing he could kill the bad guy with his own hands, tie up the singing girl who didn't know how to praise, and throw it to his subordinates after playing with it.

He called the owner of the restaurant to ask about the guy's information, but the boss told him that the guy was the apprentice of an artist from the famous Wicker Lane Newspaper Group in the local area.Chen Gongsong thought it made sense, so he forced himself to suppress his anger, and turned to the Wen family to send someone to vent his anger.

Originally, he just wanted to ask Wen Jiulou for a dozen or so men to arrest people, but when he came to the door, the second young master of Wen's family who had just returned from overseas happened to be there. Hearing this, he immediately said that the guests' affairs were his own affairs, and he would help out. up.

Chen Gongsong had no way to evade it, so he could only watch helplessly as the young master of the Wen family, who spoke in a mixture of Chinese and foreign, and spread his hands "Ai Dong special" at every turn, spent a lot of time picking out the guys who had no shifts that day, and went to dispatch them again. They went to the police station and waited until the sun went down before arriving at Wicker Lane.

"Mr. Chen, the workers have their own jobs every day. We can't disturb their work, and we can't let them work overtime for no reason. You said that the people in Wicker Lane broke your head today by making trouble in the restaurant. I sympathize, but I think this The matter is a matter of law and order, and the police should be present when dealing with it, are you right?"

"..." Chen Gongsong listened to a lot of twists and turns, and the wound on his head hurt even more.

He thought to himself that both the Wen family and his wife had delicate hearts, and the eldest son of Wen was also capable, so why did he raise the second son so stupidly.

Could it be that he was afraid that the second son would fight for power, so he intentionally raised him?I heard that Second Young Master Wen has not taken over the family's business until now. It seems that the Wen family is not monolithic.

"What is Mr. Chen thinking?"

"Ah, it's nothing. It's the Wen family's good fortune that Er Shaozhai has a kind heart." Chen Gongsong smiled back to his senses.

"Mr. Chen, don't worry, we will definitely catch those who provoke trouble and give justice to the victims."

"I feel at ease with Er Shao's words."

That's right, when Chen Gongsong went to find the dignitary of the Wen family, the reason he gave was that he was eating well in the restaurant, and Kong Yi who was rushed in broke his head for no reason.

He didn't feel any burden for making up this nonsense. Anyway, even if those untouchables refuted it, the Wen family would definitely believe him instead of those low-level entertainers who couldn't get enough to eat.

Looking at the complacent Chen Gongsong with gauze wrapped around his head, Wen Heng, who was secretly scolded by the other party for being a fool, also smiled. He took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket, raised his hands and put them on slowly, and smoothed each Wrinkled at the place, looked up and down with satisfaction.

"Then Mr. Chen, please."