At noon, Dahui waited anxiously for Li Guolou in the Guanting Pavilion in Tianjin, which made Li Guolou a little surprised, and hurriedly asked what was the matter?

Fan Dahui said: "Lord Li, Liu Ming has arrived, Lord Fu Xiang asked you to go to the governor's yamen to pay a visit." ”

"I'm going to visit him!" Li Guolou pointed to his nose and was secretly annoyed, he was a fourth-grade official, Liu Mingchuan is now Bai Ding, why should he ask him to visit a martial artist, and said angrily: "Master Rice, don't bother with Master Fu, I'm on vacation now." Walk! When we go to Tianjin, no one can control me. ”

Fan Dahui wanted to speak and stopped, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and thought about it, the coming day is long, and there is no reason to give in now.

Li Guolou beckoned, asked Fan Dahui to get in the car, and went directly to the construction site for a circle. He had a lot of money in his hand, first invested in the grain industry, invested in the purchase of more than 10,000 acres of wasteland in the east of Tianjin Military Grain City to establish an open source company, and took over the West Station Yu Flour Company from the hands of foreigners, renamed the Dafeng Harvest Flour Company, and in addition, in the western section of the Italian concession Avenida Dam, he prepared to build a large match company to produce safety matches, named the Firebird Match Company, and let Chen Xiangfang serve as the chairman. Now he does business like an imperial businessman, and 3% of the profits he earns will be distributed to Emperor Tongzhi, and then 5% will be given to Prince Gong's second son Zaiying, and Li Hongzhang's eldest son Li Jingyi will be 5%. The other 6% of the shares are controlled by him for the time being.

Li Guolou controlled the transportation of grain and flour in the Gyeonggi area by inviting in the bank's official and commercial means, and naturally controlled the grain and flour in the Gyeonggi area. Tianjin's dead real estate and industrial enterprises suddenly welcomed spring overnight, and officials and tycoons came to Tianjin in search of business opportunities and investment land.

The Li consortium raised capital in Tianjin to establish a modern industrial capital of 10,000 taels of silver, equivalent to 5.85 million taels and 17% of Tianjin's total industrial investment in the past ten years after the signing of the Beijing Treaty, which played a major role in the development of Tianjin's national industry and commerce. also made Fan Dahui quite emotional, Li Guolou waved his hand, and the money really fell from the sky. The real estate market, said to be picking up, no one has Li Guolou's vision.

Li Guolou has three apartments in Tianjin, two of which are actually the dowries of his wife Yelia and Wu Peipei, and the other is No. 18 Xiafei Road in the British Concession, which is still under construction and is ready to be built into the headquarters building of the bank. Now he has bought another building, the British Concession Walled Road, the courtyard is wide, with rockeries, pavilions, flowers and trees, very quiet. Now he has built another building on the west side of the compound, ready to live for his born children.

After inspecting the construction site, it was getting dark, and Li Guolou took Fan Dahui and four personal guards to step into the British concession. Here they can't carry knives and guns, Li Guolou changed his appearance, dressed in a foreign costume and dressed as a fake foreign devil and passed through the concession post.

As soon as he entered the British Concession, Li Guolou was angry, and the posters on the street were all ugly shirtless, revealing ribs, and dragging a ponytail on the back of his head.

"Master Rice, I am competing in the French Concession, why are the British joining in the fun?" Li Guolou was a little puzzled, he didn't offend the British, he was very flattering to the British Minister Wei Tuma, and he never blushed and had a thick neck. He also bought a large piece of land in the British Concession, and even the mansion was placed in the British Concession, so there is no reason why the British would hate him.

"Hey, hey! Master Li, it is probably because you are too high-profile and threaten the interests of the Qing Dynasty in the British Empire, do you understand? Fan Dahui said half a sentence, and the other meaning is that if you want people to know, you can't do it unless you can't do it.

Li Guolou's book was written to the detriment of the interests of the British Empire. The Qing Empire and the Prussian Empire signed a preliminary letter of intent for cooperation, who is the ghost, the British already know, how can they not retaliate against Li Guolou.

"Oh······" Li Guolou laughed and said, "Master Fan, go get more posters and come back." ”

"Master Li, why is that?" Fan Dahui asked.

Li Guolou said loudly: "I want to stick to the edge of the bed, look at it every day, and never forget the national shame and family hatred." ”

Fan Dahui muttered: "Let your wife look at the macho man." ”

Li Guolou hurriedly changed his words and said, "Paste it in the study." ”

Walking along the road, Li Guolou saw that the posters were neatly posted on the walls on both sides of the street and on the street lamps, there were various versions, and there were not a few posters in which his image was positive, so he said: "Ma Dequan, Yang Liguang, you listen to me, don't have anything to do to tear up the poster, Indian Ah San must be hiding in a dark corner, waiting for you to start." The British, who have a good sense of humor, have come to my door. ”

"Hahahaha!" The people around him laughed wildly without scruples, they all knew that Li Guolou was not afraid of losing, and it was no big deal to lose a boxing match.

Two British hooligans suddenly jumped out of the alley, waved their fists, and shouted, "The sick man of East Asia." There is no such thing as a dog's tail arguing with the yellow race. ”

Li Guolou shouted: "What about the reporter? What about French Pravda? What about the British Sun reporter? Kutav take a picture of me, Eugene, where do you feel righteous. ”

The four reporters accompanying him flashed magnesium powder lights "click" and "click", and the two British hooligans who had been lurking for a long time and were ready to provoke and make trouble saw that the posture was wrong, and immediately slipped away with their tails between their legs.

"Hmmm! Very well, Eugene, no matter how you belittle me, I won't be angry. Li Guolou slapped the "four-eyed field chicken" Eugene, his stomach was on fire, and he had nowhere to vent.

Eugene was full of gratitude and said with a smile: "Mike, you can rest assured, the friendship between Qing and France will last forever, no matter what the newspaper says about you, I, Eugene, will only buy you to win this time, and all my belongings will be staked." ”

Li Guolou was startled and said: "Eugene is coming, don't gamble anymore, even I am a little coming." Got it? ”

The message has been sent, and the shrewd four British and French reporters nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Come on!" They knew that this time Li Guolou was empty-hearted, and he just wanted to make an appearance fee, and he wouldn't fight hard with Tarzan of the apes in the boxing ring. Ready to fall down automatically at any time, it seems that the invincible Tarzan of the Apes will surely continue to write a legend in Tianjin, the Qing Empire.

Eugene and the other four accompanying reporters followed Li Guolou to the walled mansion, the big iron door opened, and Li Lingling was the first to rush out, and said coquettishly: "Dad! ”

"Hey!" Li Guolou picked up his daughter, invited four British and French reporters into the mansion, did follow-up interviews, and then had dinner together.

Seeing Wu Peipei standing at the gate to greet guests, Li Guolou felt bitter, and was photographed by reporters, and a scandal may be exposed. Li Guolou stepped forward and said with a smile: "Eighth grandma, the British have found out the eighteenth generation of my ancestors, don't take pictures of reporters." ”

Wu Peipei said in horror: "Ah, Xiaolou, there have already been reporters who have come to interview." I ······"

Li Guolou hurriedly comforted: "Forget Sister Peipei, I won't blame you, go, don't let the Sun take pictures, the British can't buy people." While speaking, Li Guolou separated Wu Peipei from several reporters and walked into the bungalow.

As soon as Li Guolou entered the door, he smelled the smell of baked paste, and couldn't help frowning, and asked, "Who is in the kitchen?" ”

Xie Liya came out of the kitchen with a red face, squeezed out a smile and said, "I'm sorry everyone, I'll start the meal later, the toast is baked." ”

Li Guolou pouted and said: "Xie Liya, the British friend is here, you still come out to entertain the guests, and the kitchen has its own cook to do it." ”

"Very, you guys talk for a while, I'm coming out." Unwilling to fail, Xie Liya turned back to the kitchen with a cigarette.

Li Guolou went upstairs to visit Mayuko first, and saw that You Chu Xiangyu accompanied her, listening to the voice with a big belly, and the poisonous spider Mayuko had become a woman with kind eyebrows and good eyes, and he was quite pleased. Seeing Chu Xiangyu curling her mouth, she said hurriedly: "Sixth grandmother, don't worry, I will work hard." ”

"Brother Xiaolou, my brother wants to do business in Tianjin." Chu Xiangyu was embarrassed, who called her a drama team at home, and the two elder brothers also had high visions, and they didn't want to do low-level magic team business.

"Hmm······ Sixth grandmother, I'll talk about it later, and I'll think about where I need manpower. Li Guolou reluctantly agreed, the business team was completed, the general direction was well controlled, and his subordinates must have room for activation.

"Well, Xiaolou is fine, I am now a maid." Chu Xiangyu told Li Guolou that she was now wronged, and she was called by the powerful woman in the family to be a slave.

Li Guolou approvingly: "Good sixth grandmother, you have credit for the family harmony." You see, when I go out, I do everything I can. ”

This is just the beginning, Li Guolou has to settle all the mountains in the house, and after dinner, he will listen to the grandmothers' ramblings. Li Guolou rushed downstairs, and there were two strong women below, waiting for him to take care of them.

Yelia sat on the three-person sofa with a big belly, and the other side of the belly was also slightly bulging, and Zhen Yuhuan had already occupied it. Li Guolou's house is not as peaceful as outsiders see, and the intrigue in the harem has given Li Guolou quite a headache. Li Guolou sat between the two with a smile, unable to escape fate, hard work!

"Third grandmother, seventh grandmother, you don't quarrel." Li Guolou had already seen the burning flames, so it was strange that he hadn't quarreled.

"No, it's just a little tantrum, who told you not to be by our side. Is Old Seven? Yelia said lightly, and the family didn't have an overnight feud.

Zhen Yuhuan squeezed out a smile and said: "The third grandmother is reasonable, we all want to be mothers, and tolerance is great." Who called the third grandmother lucky, known as Mrs. 1%. ”

Li Guolou hugged left and right, begging for mercy: "The two ladies don't fight for the family property, I haven't died yet, and the child hasn't been born, can I quarrel after thirty years?" After speaking, Li Guolou gave the two of them a bite on the cheek, and now he is still popular, and his grandmothers love him and treat him as a treasure in the palm of their hands.

"Hmmm······" Yelia and Zhen Yuhuan died down and coexisted peacefully for the time being.

After greeting his family, Li Guolou invited reporters in. The British Sun reporter first asked uneasily: "Lady Yelia, when are you going back to France?" ”

"Hey, I'm now preparing to give birth in the British Concession, as for when will I return to France······ Not yet. Yelia was grabbed by Li Guolou's hand, and there was a lot of helplessness in her heart, and there was always a time when she got tired of exotic customs.

The British Sun reporter Fei Ji asked in his notebook: "Lady Yelia, if Mike is crippled by Tarzan of the apes this time, will you leave him?" ”

This time, the British Sun reporter was straightforward, and he almost said that Li Guolou had become an incompetent eunuch.

"Well, Mr. Reporter, if Mike is crippled, of course I can't just walk away, I have to take care of Mike. But I don't believe this will happen, we French people don't pay attention to gentlemanly demeanor, just stop at the point. Hehehehehe! Yelia covered her mouth, not daring to laugh out loud. She had already warned Li Guolou to "stop at the point" and automatically fall down early. Otherwise······ Hum! Acquaintance point so that she will not walk away.

Li Guolou looked at the Sun Daily reporter sitting on the single sofa, a dark and despicable reporter, and wanted to dig up his family, he was not afraid of crooked shadows, and the Qing Empire allowed him to marry a little wife.