Yamamoto looked at the secret telegram sent by Hirota, and felt all kinds of satisfaction in his heart, he didn't expect that the things that were not done well here in Beiping would go so smoothly in the hands of Sadao Hirota, and it was sent to the door on his own initiative.

Zhang Yanzhi is that brainless, it's just an old thing, and he always holds on to it, if it weren't for the fact that Zhang Xianchang's relationship with the Japanese was quite passable, he wouldn't be too lazy to take care of this Zhao Henghui.

However, he is also a top person, and he can think of cooperating with the An family after being abandoned by Zhang Yanzhi, getting rid of the Germans who no longer have any sphere of influence in China, and choosing to cooperate with the Japanese Chamber of Commerce with his back to the big tree to enjoy the shade. Especially called the Japanese like, the Chinese have a saying that those who know the times are Junjie, and what is needed is a Junjie like Zhao Henghui.

Zhang Yanzhi was so busy that he heard about Zhao Henghui again, so he directly threw the teacup on the ground, grinding his back molars with hatred, this kid is very capable, he got into the An family, and relied on the Japanese, and by the way, he also let the An family cooperate with the Japanese.

Openly and secretly they have arranged themselves, how can they deserve his words in this way? But it is not so easy to move Zhao Henghui, and he is now protected by the Japanese.

When he was in Shanghai, he was mixed with the wind and water, and when he returned to Beiping, he was the same wind and water, Zhang Yanzhi understood a truth this time, what is called raising tigers for trouble.

He should have been beaten to death with a stick when he was brought back, so that he would no longer have a chance to breathe, but now it is okay, as soon as there is room to turn around, he will immediately bite himself back.

Things have developed to this point, Zhang Yanzhi should really think of a way, and for today's plan, it is the right way to immediately cut off their financial route.

As for how to cut off the way to make money, it is still necessary to start with the currency reform, and the other is to be more or less soft in front of Xu Tai, and the support of the government is the key.

Taking advantage of the turmoil in the north, Qi Yu was ready to pack up and go to the United States, and if he didn't go, he estimated that he would be tormented to death by this lovesickness.

Of course, it is also possible to be nagged to death by Bai Lin, or let Su Junge be dragged to death.

With such a variety of ways to die in front of Qi Yu, he still chose to go to the United States to end the fate of being killed.

When the plane landed, he rushed to the villa non-stop, stood in front of the door with a suitcase, and then seriously experienced the feeling of being close to home. It's just that this is not China, let alone Shanghai, nor Beiping, this is the United States, not its own home, but in the current situation, where there is Sujunge, there is home......

The Spring Festival couplets outside the door are the handwriting of Su Junge, which has faded a little by the snow and water, and the original bright red has long been gone, and what is retained is the dark black ink, which is strong and powerful in the juan show.

"What are you doing outside the door? Don't you want to come in!?" Bai Lin's voice suddenly came from inside the door, full of complaints and anger, "If you don't want to come in, then don't come in!

Qi Yu was helpless, picked up the box again, ran a few steps with a smile on his face to catch up with Bai Lin, who was about to enter the house, grabbed her arm, and the housekeeper took the box at the right time.

"Mom......" The tone was coquettish, Qi Yu didn't feel that there was anything wrong with being coquettish at his current age, in front of his mother, no matter how old he was, he was a child, "Aren't I coming back?" ”

"Go and see your daughter-in-law, pregnant...... What a boy without a conscience!" Bai Lin blamed, but he couldn't hide his joy when he saw his long-lost son.

"I know, I know, don't worry, I will naturally be considerate of her, thank you mother for taking care of her, working hard, hard work. Qi Yu was also a rare naughty, and pinched Bai Lin's shoulders twice to show his well-behavedness.

Her son, when he is well-behaved and obedient, he is a smooth donkey, and he can say all sweet words, but when he loses his temper, he is a stubborn donkey who goes against the hair, and no one can pull it. Bai Lin was coaxed happy at this moment, and told him a few words to take care of Su Junge's emotions and say less about Shanghai, so as not to add some unnecessary trouble.

Qi Yu came down one by one, at this time he really had a lot of considerations in his heart, and even a little afraid to see Su Junge, his telegram was always not sent in time, and she inevitably felt that she should be guilty of asking for guilt.

"Junge ......" Qi Yu pushed open the door and saw that she was sleeping heavily in the rocking chair, and the book in her hand fell to the ground without noticing.

Suddenly, I was stunned and saw a slight bulge under the light yellow sweater, roughly calculated, it has been five or six months, and it is time to show my pregnancy. What's more, she is still a twin, and her belly is naturally bigger than usual. Qi Yu tiptoed over and involuntarily squatted in front of her, without the slightest intention of alarming her.

Slowly stretched out his hand, carefully wiped it on her abdomen, through the clothes, slowly experienced the touch of life, the two little lives were beating together with Su Junge's heartbeat at this time, and naturally they were beating with him, the person who wanted to be a father.

Sensing that there was something abnormal, Su Junge's eyes suddenly opened, and he looked at Qi Yu opposite very vigilantly, with a look of surprise and puzzlement, probably because he had slept too deeply, and was suddenly awakened, and he was still a little confused, and he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality for a while.

"Qi Yu?" Su Junge subconsciously shrank back.

"Yes, I'm back. Qi Yu straightened up, turned to her side, squatted down again, and held her hand with one hand, "I'm really back." The smile was very real, and Su Junge turned from surprise to joy and responded to him with an indistinct smile.

Then there was gloom and loss, and the kind of resentment that should have appeared, and the words were also indifferent: "Have you eaten? Go and have some food, and I'll sleep a little longer." ”

"Okay, then you can rest first, and I'll come back to you later. "Qi Yu is helpless, if he doesn't eat the bitter fruit he planted, who will eat it?

When she saw Su Junge again, she had already woken up, half-leaning on the bedside and holding the book in her hand, reading very seriously, not noticing that she had come in, or that she was not rare at all.

"Still angry?" Qi Yu posted with a hippie smile.

"What is there to be angry about. Su Junge turned a page of the book, and he didn't even lift his eyelids, and he didn't pay attention to him at all.

"I was wrong, but I promise the Emperor that I am absolutely guarded and have not done anything to be sorry for you. Daughter-in-law, you have to believe me. Qi Yu's actions and words were slightly exaggerated.

"Got it, how was the battle? Is Husheng Bank running okay?" Su Junge was amused by him, so he didn't bother to care, why bother to lose his temper because of these trivial things, besides, he was so busy, and he didn't know when he would have to go back again.

"It's okay, it's not a big deal, just let us men worry about these things, you just take care of your body and children. Don't talk about those worries at home. Qi Yu hugged her in his arms.

But it revealed his status in Shanghai in one sentence, and the family doesn't talk about troubles, that is, Shanghai is not smooth and casual.

Su Junge felt bitter in his heart, in such troubled times, where would the days be smooth and casual?