Song Yuzhang

In the mansion, Shen Chengduo greeted Zhang Changshan as if he was greeting the Supreme Emperor, and Zhang Changshan put on airs very bluntly.

Although Shen Chengduo had already scolded him like shit in his heart, he still respectfully presented Zhang Changshan with a handsome man with good cigarettes and wine.

Zhang Changshan lazily said, "Is the arsenal back to work?"

"It's back again."

Zhang Changshan smoked a cigar, took a puff of smoke, and said, "Hurry up, time is running out now, the arsenal has been built, and there is a lot of money to be allocated from above." He gave Shen Chengduo a meaningful look, "When the time comes, you Take a bite."

Shen Chengduo said with a smile: "It's all about honoring your old man. I just work hard and like to do things. As long as you let me do things, I will be happy in my heart."

"Yes, this is a good fortune." Zhang Changshan moved his hand slightly forward, and Shen Chengduo quickly picked up the ashtray.

Zhang Changshan swallowed the cloud for a while, then suddenly crushed the cigarette into the ashtray, and said, "Go up and play?"

Shen Chengduo immediately understood what he meant, "We're all waiting for you!"

Shen Chengduo led Zhang Changshan upstairs, and when he got there, Zhang Changshan made a gesture to back off, Shen Chengduo understood after being startled, and hurriedly let many beautiful men retreat first.

Shen Chengduo restrained his expression, "Director Zhang, what instructions do you have?"

Zhang Changshan signaled him to sit down first, and Shen Chengduo sat down straight on the sofa. Zhang Changshan walked back and forth in front of him for two steps with his hands behind his back. These two steps were unhurried, which lifted Shen Chengduo's heart stand up.

Zhang Changshan suddenly stood still, turned sideways, and said, "Xiao Shen, would you like to play a play with me?"

Shen Chengduo immediately agreed to Zhang Changshan's request, "Of course I am willing, Director Zhang, what kind of show is it? Please give me some pointers."

Fu Mian knew Zhang Changshan very well. He suffered from Song Yuzhang's loss this time, and when he came into contact with people, he would never cooperate with them easily if he didn't know the details of people clearly.

Zhang Changshan's family members died in the war in his early years, and only his younger brother was left in the family. The relationship between the two brothers is said to be very good, but there is no specific measure for things like feelings. In today's world, let alone brothers, father and son are Can turn against each other.

Zhang Changyuan is currently fighting hard in Yeyang. Fu Mian has some contacts in the tobacco business. He found out that the current situation in Yeyang is that both sides are anxious, and the city is almost out of food.

Song Yuzhang had a new short haircut. At first it was Fu Mian who cut his hair. In fact, Fu Mian had never cut anyone's hair. He thought that his hands are so flexible with knives, what is a mere pair of scissors?He also watched from the sidelines when Song Yuzhang cut Xiao Fengxian's hair, and he really didn't think it was difficult.

But halfway through the cut, Fu Mian felt that it was going to be bad. Song Yuzhang's hair was cut long and short, which was very uncoordinated. He tried to calm down, adjusted his mentality, and finally cut Song Yuzhang's hair completely in one go.

When Song Yuzhang cut his hair, there was no mirror in front of him. After cutting, Fu Mian wiped the scissors and walked away. Song Yuzhang pressed his palm and found that his head was very thorny. He immediately went to the pool outside to take a photo. As a result, Song Yuzhang rolled up his sleeves and looked for Fu Mian all over the yard.

Fu Mian hid in the small courtyard and did not answer. He asked if any of the attendants had practiced hair cutting skills before.

In the end, this problem was solved by Xiao Fengxian.

Xiaofengxian has a pair of skillful hands, but it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, and it is difficult to cut a bumpy hair with skillful hands, so she can only cut Song Yuzhang's hair shorter and neater.

Song Yuzhang's face was very immature and lovely when he was young, but it changed rapidly when he was in his teens, and grew in the direction of handsome and unrestrained. At fourteen or fifteen, he was already handsome. Walking on the road, he would make the ladies on the street look at him intently Look, I think he looks like a tall gentleman. He hardly has any beautiful boyhood, and he has always looked like a young man.

Now that he suddenly cut his short hair one inch long, he looks like a student head, and he suddenly has the air of a big boy. If he wears a student uniform and a student cap, he will look like a progressive student parading on the street.

Fu Mian touched the top of his head, Song Yuzhang's hair was soft, even after being cut short, it was still soft and smooth.

Song Yuzhang turned his head and said indifferently: "Get lost."

Fu Mian knew that he was wronged, so he knelt down and said, "Good brother?"

"Call me Grandpa."

Fu Mian smiled, and put his head on Song Yuzhang's belly, "Good grandpa, get up, I'll play with you."

Song Yuzhang and Fu Mian "practiced" in the yard.

In terms of boxing and kicking alone, Fu Mian neither has Song Yuzhang's child skills nor Song Yuzhang's rich experience in the world. Fu Mian has a life-and-death ruthlessness. , every punch and kick is very strong, and it hurts when it hits the body.

Fu Mian was not addicted to being beaten, so he found the right time to hug Song Yuzhang by the waist. Normally, the next step would be to smash Song Yuzhang's head on the ground or wall.

"Is that enough?" Fu Mian hugged Song Yuzhang, sweating profusely on his forehead.

Song Yuzhang was the same, his hair was shiny, and he wrapped his arms around Fu Mian's neck.

Fu Mian tossed his palm, and Song Yuzhang borrowed his strength to wrap his feet around Fu Mian's waist.

Fu Mian smiled and looked at Song Yuzhang who was covered in sweat.

Song Yuzhang is more like a carefree student, and the steaming heat is very appetizing.

Fu Miantuo hugged him, walked into the house, and said very unpleasant words, "Yeyang is about to run out of food, Zhang Changshan should be in a hurry now."

"Really? How long have you been out of food?"

"It's only this month that the food has been cut off, but the muddy water inside has been stirred up for two or three months."

Fu Mian put Song Yuzhang down on the bed, "The war in Yeyang is no longer simply a matter of fighting, but a game of superiors."

"How to say?"

Fu Mian pulled up a stool and sat down opposite Song Yuzhang. He poured water and said, "The Japanese are about to be overwhelmed. Now the National Government's number one enemy is no longer the Japanese."

Song Yuzhang took a big sip from the water glass, frowned slightly, and said, "I don't care about politics, I just want to know how this will affect Zhang Changshan and Zhang Changyuan?"

"It is impossible for the superiors to allocate funds to Yeyang, so Zhang Changshan's sudden visit to Haizhou this time should be to get some cash to support Zhang Changyuan."

"Winter is coming soon, time is running out, Zhang Changshan needs a quick sum of money right now."

Song Yuzhang was thoughtful, "Quick money..."

Seeing how he was thinking, Fu Mian felt that he was more and more like a student, so he reached out and touched the top of his head, but Song Yuzhang ignored him, and after concentrating on thinking, he raised his face and said to Fu Mian: "What is the situation of the bank now? "

"Taken over by the government."

Song Yuzhang thought about it.

Since Zhang Changshan was in such a hurry, why didn't he just secretly take the money from the bank?

There was still a lot of money left in the bank's vault before he left, including what was left by the Nie family, the funds collected from railway bonds, daily bank receipts, stock returns, etc., and some gold, the sum was not A small amount, no matter it is in US dollars or gold, is enough to solve Zhang Changshan's urgent needs. Why is Zhang Changshan still staying in Haizhou for a long time, and still thinking about dealing with Fu Mian?

Song Yuzhang didn't believe that Zhang Changshan would have any good intentions.

The key to the treasury has always been kept by Liu Chuanzong. Could it be that Lao Liu refused to hand over the key?But even if Liu Chuanzong refused, would Zhang Changshan have no way to get Liu Chuanzong to hand over the key?

This is impossible.

Unless Liu Chuanzong died.

Song Yuzhang's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, Liu Chu was gone, could it be that Lao Liu would also be gone?

Song Yuzhang thought of Liu Chu, and the few good players who accompanied him on the trip, and couldn't help feeling a pain in his heart. He lowered his eyes, and Fu Mian's palm was right in front of his eyes. And the bright red is fuzzy.

Song Yuzhang pinched Fu Mian's fingertips, "Since he is the one who is in a hurry, let's wait."

Fu Mian touched his head from the top of his head to the back of his head. The hair on the back of his head was shaved even shorter. The hair was slightly wet from sweat, like a tuft of new tender grass in his palm.

In fact, he gradually became anxious in his heart. The longer Song Yuzhang was by his side, the more anxious he became. The impatience was indescribable, and it was completely instinctive.

Fu Mian bowed his head and kissed the top of Song Yuzhang's head, "Then wait."

The experts from Nancheng are here.

This master was a tomb robber, and he has a lot of research on how to unlock the mechanism. Zhang Changshan brought him here and asked him to study the bank's vault.

Experts need time, Zhang Changshan and Liao Tiandong are waiting in the president's office.

Liao Tiandong sat on the sofa, looking at the scene in the office, feeling very sad.

No one has touched the president's office. It is still the same as when Song Yuzhang left. There is still a coat of Song Yuzhang hanging on the hanger, as if the man is still there, and he will open the door and enter after a while.

For Song Yuzhang, Liao Tiandong actually liked it quite a lot. Song Yuzhang was beautiful, good-natured, and most importantly generous. Liao Tiandong took a lot of benefits from him.

If Song Yuzhang is still alive, in the future, Liao Tiandong will continue to receive stable and effortless benefits from him.

What a pity.

Zhang Changshan could clearly see Liao Tiandong's expression on the side, and he was filled with disdain. He got up and said, "Sit down, I'll go and have a look."

Liao Tiandong couldn't help but also stood up, "Director Zhang, shall I help out together?"

Zhang Changshan didn't answer, "What can you help? Be honest!"

As soon as the door was closed, Liao Tiandong sat with an unconvinced expression on his face, and shook his fist at the door, thinking that when the war is over, let's see what kind of position you, the chief of the wartime division, can get.

In Nancheng, he has also established a lot of family business and put a lot of money. He is planning to walk around during the work report this year. Then he can be promoted by one promotion, or transferred to Nancheng. Haizhou can't let it go, so A fat piece of meat is only put away by a fool, and it is not certain who will have the final say in Haizhou when it is plated with a layer of gold in Nancheng.

Liao Tiandong had great ambitions, so he calmed down and was not in a hurry.

If the treasury is really opened, it is impossible for Zhang Changshan not to leave a copy for him. They are not poor people, so there is no rush, no rush.

"How is it?" Zhang Changshan said in a deep voice.

The tomb robber led a group of guys to study for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion, "Director Zhang, it seems that there is only one way to open this lock."

Zhang Changshan's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "Say!"

"Blast it with dynamite."

Zhang Changshan almost couldn't control his expression, he said ferociously: "There is no other way?"

The man nodded with certainty, "No, the structure is too complicated, you can either use a key or use explosives to explode it." He opened his hand and compared the length, "The steel plate inside is very thick, you'd better prepare three or four Take a box of explosives, try out the right amount little by little, and be careful not to blow up the treasury." The master had a simple and honest face, smiled very kindly, and said with relief: "Actually, our tomb robbery is not so dangerous. When we encounter a door that cannot be opened, Same, all fried."

Zhang Changshan's eyes darkened intermittently, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Please make this trip."

"It's okay, idle is idle, Director Zhang, are you planning to develop in Haizhou in the future?"

"It's not up to this point, it's just helping a friend."

Zhang Changshan sent the master away in a few words, thunderstorms exploded in his mind, there was no other way, there was only another way... let's go, go to Shen Chengduo first.

Zhang Changshan left the bank directly without even saying hello to Liao Tiandong.

Liao Tiandong didn't understand why he waited until the sun was about to set. He went to check the vault and found that there was no one at the door before realizing that Zhang Changshan had left.

Being so disrespected, Liao Tiandong was so angry that his lungs almost exploded.

He walked back angrily, but he ran into a bank clerk who hesitated at the door of the office.

"Hey--"

Liao Tiandong yelled, "What are you doing sneakily there!"

The clerk was startled, turned around and saw that it was Liao Tiandong, and immediately lifted up the letter in his hand with a pale face.

"Yes, there is a letter addressed to our president."