At noon, Shanghai is in the bustling period of Shanghou, and the streets are full of people. The one who pulls the rickshaw runs fast under the feet of the handbell.

Pedaling three wheels, desperately stepping on the pedals under his feet, sweat dripping down his neck with bulging blue veins.

The tram whined as it passed, and the newspaper boy and the cigarette seller with a box around his neck drove by. If you listen carefully, you will find that the sound of police whistles and shoeshine makes Shanghai noon so lively.

These are the true portrayals of Shangmunoon, and it is worth mentioning that no workers appeared on the road at this time. Because they are still next to the machines in the factory, desperately fighting against those cold-blooded machines.

As soon as the cars parked in front of the big hotels and hotels came to a stop, they were surrounded by a large group of children who were not dressed in clothes. Like a young master with a powdery face, the so-called young girls of the bridge are in such an environment, swaggering by.

Occasionally, when the ladies were doing well, they would take out their little money bags and do some good deeds. And those young masters, often at this time, if they want to praise their sisters, they have to hide their praise with a small mouth with lipstick and laugh.

"Miss Belle, this is Shanghai! Well, what do you think? ”

Tang Yunyang, who arrived in Shanghai, changed to a short-line passenger ferry along the coast near Hehai Island. As for the special forces under him, they flew directly to the base, creating the illusion that he was Tang Yunyang at the base.

This is a necessary means, yesterday Tang Yunyang had already informed the news that he was going to Shanghai, so who knows if there will be someone here who is planning to kill him?

Moreover, the purpose of his arrival in Shanghai was, first, to establish an Antai industry in Shanghai that could absorb a large amount of capital, and secondly, to find out the cause of Li Zhicheng's death.

The former naturally has Charles. Jin will do it, and the latter matter will be handled by himself.

Elena. Belle looked down from the window of the hotel, and in her impression, these scenes were somewhat like Mumbai, India, but from here, it was clear that the Chinese were far more industrious than the Indians.

After all, the British have seen a lot about developing India, but no one has ever given Mumbai the title of "Pearl of the Orient".

After arriving here in the morning, they all stayed in the "Republic Hotel", which was said to be the best hotel at that time.

"Republic Hotel" is only one mile away from Shanghai Railway Station, only two blocks away from the post office, the daily room rate ranges from 2 yuan to 10 yuan ♀, and the breakfast diet is: bread, flatbread, porridge, ham, cured meat, scrambled eggs, milk; Lunch is served with wine, wine, champagne, soft drinks, coffee, roast chicken and beef stew, and apples, pears and grapes. Dinner has boiled milk stewed eggs, eggs should be stewed very tender, a little cream before eating, and other diets.

The services of the hotel follow the principles of carefulness, thoughtfulness, satisfaction and courtesy. Travelers can dine in the restaurant or in their rooms, and the waiter will deliver them at any time and follow the instructions of the guests; Passengers can go to the post office to deliver and buy the letters and newspapers they want to buy, or they can be done by the waiters, so that they can listen to the passengers' convenience.

"What do you think of me? Mr. Tang, will you ignore me about the poverty and injustice here, and then you will show me a completely different Shanghai one day? ”

"No, I'm going to tell you, if you want, stay here for as long as you want. But I have to go to work, so I'm going to leave here in a moment, and I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you on your excursions here. ”

Elena. Belle raised an eyebrow, wondering if she should give him something powerful and let him know that it was an unwise choice to leave him, when suddenly there was a knock on the door of their guest room.

Situ Shang and Li Jin, who were responsible for protecting Tang Yunyang, pulled the M-1 Eagle bolt in their hands. One stood behind the door, and the other was closest to Tang Yunyang, ready to protect him from leaving.

"Please come in!"

It was Charles who spoke. Kim, this room was rented in his name. As his voice fell, the door opened, and the waiter entered a Caucasian man of distinctly Jewish descent.

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen, may I ask which one is Yun Yang. Tang, Mr. Tang, I am Hartung, a real estate developer. Hehe, Ose. Love. Hartung, it's my pleasure to meet you and serve you! ”

This time, Charles. Kim, Marta. Harry, Elena. Bei'er was confused, none of them had any acquaintances or business relationships in Shanghai, so the eyes of several people looked at Tang Yunyang together.

Tang Yunyang shrugged his shoulders and shook his head: "You don't have to look at me, I don't know him!" ”

Then he stood up and stretched out his hand.

"Hello, please take a seat, I am Tang Yunyang."

At this moment, there was a sound of the bolt being reset from behind the door. Love. Hartung looked back and saw a man in black standing behind him, startled. But when he saw the weapon in Situ Shang's hand, he raised his hands violently, and after seeing the rifle in his hand clearly, his expression was relieved.

"This is a good gun, a very good semi-automatic weapon, we have a lot of it in the kibbs in Palestine, and everyone loves this rifle!"

At this moment, Tang Yunyang fully understood that the person who came was a person who was connected to the "Zionist" Zionist organization in Palestine.

"Mr. Hartung, please take a seat, so you know Miss Meir or Mr. Ben Gurlian?"

Os, a Jew. Love. After Hartung and Tang Yunyang simply shook hands, they sat down in the chair that Tang Yunyang pointed out to him.

"Go pour Mr. Hartung a cup of coffee!"

"Thank you, Mr. Tang. I am indeed a member of the Jewish Zionist movement, and as for the two you mentioned, they are now very prominent leaders in our party. Thanks to the funds and weapons they have raised, most of our kibbutz have been turned around.

But now with the support of the British, the Arabs are so strong that we have no way to confront them more. ”

Tang Yunyang was well aware of these circumstances, and Hussein, who had been sent back from the Cairo base without any informant information, issued a manifesto to Muslims all over the world, openly condemning the Turkish authorities for persecuting and killing Arab nationalists, deviating from the spirit of Islam, and declaring Arab independence from the Ottoman Empire.

With the support of the British, their power was quite strong.

"So ......"

Os, a Jew. Love. Hartung looked at the others, and it seemed that some of them should not talk to Tang Yunyang about the situation in the Middle East and their requests.

"Don't worry, Mr. Hartung, please say that ♀ the two are the heads of my consortium, and this Miss Belle is my biographer, so please don't worry about it at all."

Oss. Love. Hartung smiled at a few people in a modest manner, and then pulled out a stack of papers from his arms.

"Mr. Tang, look, I know that you have just come from Guangzhou, and I also saw in the headlines today that there is an Antai consortium that wants to carry out a large-scale investment in Shanghai, and then we got to know this Charles a little bit. Mr. King, and two other ladies have a relationship with you, so we would like to repay you for your generosity in sponsoring the Zion Movement. ”

As he spoke, he handed the paper in his hand to Tang Yunyang's hand. Tang Yunyang flipped through it and handed the stack of documents to Charles casually. Gold.

"Thank you, thank you very much, especially thank you Os. Love. Mr. Hartung, you have been able to provide us with land in a good location, and I am very grateful to ∑ Belle for telling you all the time that the Jews are a people worth befriending. ”

Don't ask, the news was Elena. Belle had already sent it out in the early morning, just after disembarking from the ship, and after it was sent to the BBC British Radio in London, another was sent by Tang Yunyang to the local newspaper in Shanghai.

Naturally, wherever this news is, it will be in the headlines of the day.

But Tang Yunyang had to express his admiration that the Jewish Zionist movement could really mobilize Jews in every corner of the world to support it. In a short period of time, they could find out the identities of the three people around them, and find out their relationship with Tang Yunyang, and find the Republic Hotel.

In particular, they also brought such a heavy greeting gift to ask for more assistance, which shows that Ben Goulian and Meir's partner is really a very powerful cooperation.

"Oh my God, Tang, can you believe it, what I have in my hand is the title deed of a piece of land on the side of Zhejiang Middle Road, No. 635 Nanjing East Road, you know, that is the soul of Shanghai, whoever owns there, who owns Shanghai. Mr. Hartung, you can make an offer, how much do you need for this land, please, please don't be polite! ”

Unexpectedly, at this time, Os. Love. Hartung suddenly laughed, a look of excitement flashing in his eyes.

"No, ladies and gentlemen, that land doesn't cost money, not a penny, because ...... Because I can go back to Palestine, and there's already a kibbutz for me to lead, oh my gosh, I'm finally ......"

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Os, a Jew. Love. When Hartung said this, his face flushed, and tears flashed in his eyes. To go back to Palestine, to go back to the holy places of the Jews, this is the dream that haunts almost every Jew all his life.

Oss. Love. When Hartung was five years old, he moved with his family to Mumbai, India, due to the eviction of the local Turkish government, and in 1873 he went to Shanghai to join the old Sassoon & Co. as a clerk. With the savings of his salary over the years, he gradually bought a large number of real estate and became one of the few big bosses in Shanghai.

And now, when he can return to that land, the excitement he exudes is not something that people of any other nation or country can easily experience.

And the land they took out to thank Tang Yunyang is indeed a blessed land.