Chapter 241: The Rabble

"The shopkeeper, we have been working together for some days, and we are not some people who come to make trouble for no reason, but now I really can't swallow this breath. ”

"Let's take a look at the big guys, who doesn't say it's a good product when you see this material and this weaver?"

"The eldest young master of the Lu family is good, he rushed to become a patriotic businessman, but he relied on our final payment, isn't this just generous to others?"

"The towels and gauze produced by the textile factory, he is generous, and he uses them all as military use without saying a word, the Northeast is fighting, Shanghai is fighting, and he has donated to the battlefield once or twice, and he has not seen them win the battle, and it is not that they are losing and retreating, and they are compromised!"

"Hey, I heard that the second lady of the Lu family married a division commander, and the National Revolutionary Army has a division commander Zhou who is his brother-in-law, maybe he has long colluded with the army, while donating food and cloth under the guise of the people's money, but doing some shady arms business behind his back......"

“......”

Shopkeeper Sun, who was wearing a coat, blocked the door of the trading house and arched his hand in all directions, trying to appease this group of troublesome citizens.

"Ladies and gentlemen, don't be impatient, it's useless for you to tell me about this," he pushed the round-framed gold-wire glasses on the bridge of his nose, rubbed the sideburns mixed with silver wires with his palm, and said perfunctorily, "In this way, you guys will go back first, and when our host comes, I will give you an explanation." ”

"Boss, how many times have you moved your boss out to talk about things?"

"It is said that it is the Lu family's business house, why does the owner hide in the house every day and act as a turtle with a shrunken head!"

"Lu Xiu's turtle grandson, it's really not a thing for his grandmother!"

Lu Xiu?

People are always extra sensitive to their own names.

Before he could get out of the car, Lu Xiu caught the word first, pulled down the window and looked out.

There was a huge crowd of people outside the Lu family's trading house, all of whom were in a hurry to make trouble, and there were many carts and trolleys parked on both sides of the commercial bank, which were full of goods.

He pushed the car door open, stepped out of the car with his legs outstretched, and habitually straightened his suit.

"Turtle grandson," he smiled, "who do you say is turtle grandson?"

The merchants who had been scolding the street just now shut up one after another, and all of them wilted for a while, and they closed their mouths with scowling brows like frosted eggplants.

Lu Xiu really didn't mean anything else by this, he really wanted to know who this "Lu Xiu" scolded by the person in front of him was.

He looked around, and saw that the most ferocious people were squinting at their toes, dodging and not daring to look at him, panicked like cats whose tails had been trampled.

Lu Xiu left the phrase "turtle grandson" and planned to solve the matter in front of him first.

"Who said that my Lu family relied on your final payment?"

He looked over, there was a flattering smile on his unfamiliar face, Lu Xiu didn't recognize these people, but there seemed to be a voice in his heart that told him out of thin air, this is the money shopkeeper of the winery, that is the manager Zhao of the towel factory, and the two people on the outside of the crowd are cowering and turning around to slip away are shopkeeper Yu and shopkeeper Zhou, who sell cereals.

Every face can correspond.

They looked at each other in a hurry, and no one dared to stand up and admit it.

They can get together and coax over something that doesn't exist, saying that the black is white and the dead are alive, and taking advantage of the absence of the owner in charge, they gather together in a chaotic manner to block the Lu family's business bank.

But now that he, Young Master Lu, is here, he calmly intends to explain it to them one by one, but at this time, they retreated.

A rabble.

"That's it," Lu Xiu raised an eyebrow, "It doesn't matter who said that." ”

The troublesome businessmen just breathed a sigh of relief, only to hear Lu Xiu turn his head and say to the driver in the foreign car: "Uncle Zhou." ”

The driver understood, hurriedly got out of the car, and followed behind Lu Xiu with a thick stack of ledgers taken from the Lu Mansion.

Lu Xiu strode all the way forward, regardless of whether there was anyone in front of him, as soon as the timid merchants saw him coming, they all automatically dodged, and the noisy crowd split through the middle, making way for him.

There were five or six bluestone slabs paved steps at the door of the Lu family firm, and Lu Xiu climbed the steps, turned around in front of the door, and looked down at the towering heads of the people under the stage.

Then he jerked up the top one of the ledgers and slammed it into the ground.

The flying pages rattled and smashed right under the feet of the money shopkeeper who pointed at him and scolded him for "turtle grandson".

The money shopkeeper suddenly turned white, raised his eyes to look at him, swallowed a mouthful of saliva uncontrollably, and took two steps back.

Then Lu Xiu seemed to be ruthless, one after another threw the account books into the ground, and seven or eight account books flew out, forcing several businessmen in front of him to retreat one after another, and cleared out a clean encirclement like a mine.

It's this distance that makes people feel comfortable.

"Pick it up and see?"

Lu Xiu's eyebrows stretched slightly, and there was no trace of gloom on his face, but his voice was so cold that he was about to come out.

"These books on the ground are the account books of my Lu family firm since the beginning of the year, and every entry and exit account is clearly remembered on it. ”

"Do you have to rely on your final payment, don't you say this," he picked the corner of his mouth, "Why don't I be here with you and reconcile the accounts one by one?"

The group of people who made trouble originally just wanted to make a small profit, but no one expected that the eldest young master of the Lu family would come in person and turn his face on the spot.

When the thick pile of ledgers was thrown down, the noisy citizens were no longer sound, and gradually retreated.

They are all small businesses, and no one wants to really offend the Lu family.

Seeing that no one answered, Lu Xiu pointed to the names of a few people: "Boss Qian?"

The man surnamed Qian took another step back in horror and stepped on someone else's foot.

"Manager Zhao?"

The surnamed Zhao folded his hands in embarrassment, and he lowered his eyebrows and didn't dare to look at him.

Lu Xiu's tone softened slightly: "Since everyone knows it in their hearts, let's talk about it next." ”

"The gauze I ordered from your factory was a military specification from the beginning, and I was going to use it to make bandages. ”

"Now there are wars everywhere, the bombing of Shanghai on 128, and the loss of the three eastern provinces, all of them are flesh and blood people, and it is those in military uniforms who are desperately blocking in front of you. ”

(Note: The January 28 Incident, also known as the January 28 Songhu War of Resistance, was an incident in which Japan launched an attack on the Chinese defenders in Shanghai on the night of January 28, 1932 after 918)

"If they hadn't fought bravely on the front line, the Japanese planes would have blown up your shop long ago. ”