255 Accounts of the daughter

"Bing, defection? What is the meaning? ”

Zhang Meixi looked at the young master's face on Tuesday, she didn't look very nervous, and her heart was also stable.

The door of the Ford car had not yet been closed, and the young master and Apricot were standing outside, as if there was a little misunderstanding of the movement, and they both wanted to come in directly and sit next to Zhang Meixi.

Young Master Wednesday quickly made some concessions, helped Apricot close the door after she got into the car, turned around, and sat in the passenger seat on Young Master Tuesday's side.

He looked back anxiously and said:

"Ping An Pharmaceutical Factory was surrounded by soldiers and asked to see Mr. Shandong!"

After Mr. Shandong became famous, the dignitaries and magnates sour Xiucai, and the posts asking for an invitation to meet could probably be put in a big room when piled up. Now the most powerful person in the country, the King of the Northeast has sent several posts, one of which was sent by his eldest son to personally deliver it to the head of Ping'an High School.

Every once in a while, there will always be some people with warm feelings, who kneel down at the gate of Ping An Pharmaceutical Factory, hoping to ask Mr. Shandong to come out of the mountain and save their seriously ill relatives.

Knowledgeable people in the newspapers published articles saying that those people were stupid, and that Mr. Shandong was a scientist and emphasized science. But these critics continue to mythologize Mr. Shandong in the name of science.

For the first time, the factory was surrounded by soldiers.

Zhang Meixi was also a little surprised:

"Who is it? What are you doing when you see Mr. Shandong? ”

Zhang Meixi has a habit of calling Mr. Shandong Mr. Shandong, and she doesn't quite think that she is completely equivalent to Mr. Shandong.

"It's a group of bandits, about 2,000 people, the leader's surname is Su, and he has won the title of a general's mansion, and he is General Yuwu Su."

When President Yuan. About ten years ago, Beiping set up a general's mansion, the task is to issue names to the governors of various places, the titles issued by the general's mansion are all honorary in nature, and the distribution in batches is probably the word "wu" and "fu", which is a means to win over warlords from all over the country.

Anyway, as long as you have more than 10,000 people. You'll probably be able to mix one. Finally add up. There are more than 500 people in the whole country who have the title of general. This is a name that warlords and warlords use to each other. Take it out and use it to fool the common people. But there is no actual establishment and salary.

"I don't know yet, Qian Jiuzheng is talking to them about that!"

"Brother Qian Jiu!"

Zhang Meixi was a little restless, Qian Jiu was young and elegant. Soft character.

On Tuesday, the young master drove the car forward, and his mouth pulled a long tone to emphasize:

"We don't have the right people either."

On Wednesday, the young master's face was a little red:

"I went to them and said. Let's see what's going on! ”

The figure of the young master on Wednesday has grown into the appearance of a big man in Shandong with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, but his face is immature and childish.

For many days. It is rainy and rainy, and the plum rainy season in Shanghai is very long. The air between heaven and earth is moist and fresh, and the splashes fall on the surface of the cement. It is a crystal clear appearance, and the water rushing from the eaves on the side of the road is so clear that it can be drunk directly.

On Tuesday, the young master drove a Ford and did not go to the factory in Pudong, but went to the International Hotel. The Ford slowly stopped in front of the International Hotel.

The waiter at the International Hotel is a tall blonde man with blue eyes, wearing a tuxedo and a bow, and holding a huge black umbrella to greet him.

Zhang Meixi's face was gloomy:

"My dad is still in the pharmaceutical factory!"

Uncle Zhang still maintains the usual habit of a landlord class, and he is very diligent in inspecting his own territory, and he goes to the pharmaceutical factory on time every day, and sometimes he can work all day by pulling the abacus beads.

"Oops!"

Apricot let out an exclamation, and immediately reached out again and covered her mouth.

"Nothing happens, workers come and go freely."

On Tuesday, the young master took the Ford car and waited for Zhang Meixi and their car.

And more importantly, Uncle Zhang is not so stupid, he jumped out blindly and shouted: "I am Mr. Shandong and her father."

"Let's take a look!"

Zhang Meixi sat in the car and did not move, her attitude was very firm.

The young master hurriedly waved his hand on Wednesday:

"You don't have to go over, let's just go to the International Hotel and shake the phone."

"Let's go over." Zhang Meixi only said three words, leaned on her back and closed her eyes slightly.

On Tuesday, the young master had to get back into the car and drive to Ping An Pharmaceutical Factory.

Ping An Pharmaceutical Factory was indeed surrounded by soldiers, and it looked scary from a distance, and the young master was not too close on Tuesday, but parked on the restaurant street.

Due to the various consumption needs of Ping An workers, there are now special markets at the front and back doors of Ping An factories to serve them. At the moment, there is some chaos on the streets, and the merchants are talking about it. There are also scattered workers who come to consume, and they are still free to come and go.

A pharmaceutical factory worker in overalls shouted:

"Let's have four bowls of hot chop soup, and we'll go back there when we're done!"

"What's going on? So many GIs, good fellows! ”

"Whatever, it's all up there."

The ignorant are fearless, and the workers of Ping An Pharmaceutical Factory are full of confidence.

Zhang Meixi disliked her white yarn canopy and got in the way, so she tore it directly, put it in the car, pushed the car door and went out, and the young master was already standing outside to give her an umbrella on Wednesday.

Apricot groaned, so she had to go back to the car and find her a lake-blue cotton shawl, which covered her gaudy short-sleeved cheongsam.

On Tuesday, the young master handed over a telescope. It is a production specification of the cyclops.

I saw it clearly with binoculars, the soldiers were dressed a little tattered, because of the rain, so they also made rainproof measures, a bit of a miserable situation, rainproof with hats and oil umbrellas, and even directly draped in oilcloth.

On Tuesday, the young master commented with a smile:

"If you are down like this, you have to spend a little money to fix it."

Boys are born like guns, like force, that day's assertion of the three strategies was not improvised, Tuesday the young master for the mobilization of Mr. Shandong, recruiting troops, and commanding the great cause of heaven with some fanaticism.

"What the hell is going on? Who are these people? What conditions. ”

Young Master Tuesday laughs:

"I said let's go to the International Hotel, shake the phone and ask, and everything will be clear. I have to come here. ”

On Wednesday, the young master hurriedly said:

"It doesn't matter, there is a phone in the hotel over there, and it's convenient to answer it." As soon as he stretched out his hand, he pointed to a "Authentic Shaanxi Mutton Bone Soup" opposite.

Zhang Meixi shook her head:

"No, don't the workers just come and go? Let's all go in and have a look. She turned around and sat back in the car.

This is Tuesday's turn for the young master to be anxious:

"Miss, this is not good, it is too risky to lose the coach before the battle."

Zhang Meixi waved her hand:

"What's the boss there, my dad is in there, I'm just the daughter of an accountant!" (To be continued.) )