Zhang Xiaoling took the red clay given to him by Wu Jingya, which can be said to be in good spirits at happy events. He knew that the value of this transaction would open a new chapter in the entrepreneurial history of the hooligans in Shanghai. How could this not make him excited?

Led by the military vehicle, Zhang Xiaoling entered Lu's military camp as promised. It's the first time he's been here this month, I don't know how many times. He only saw Lu Dashuai when he came, and he never wanted to see the Huang gang leader. Today, the red clay has been successfully delivered, and it doesn't matter if he sees the Huang gang leader again. Because just today, the Huang Gang Leader will become the Zhang Gang Leader, and no one can turn things around.

Lou's residence was in the barracks. Although the combat effectiveness of the Zhejiang army is average, the degree of regularity of the barracks can still be praised. Five steps and one post, ten steps and one post. The military appearance and discipline of the soldiers are quite heroic, and they are worthy of the remnants of the old Anhui lineage.

In the hall of the residence, Zhang Zidong, General Lu Xiao, and General Lu were looking forward to Zhang Xiaoling's arrival. The three people were in very different moods. Let's talk about Zhang Zidong first, with the cooperation of Xu Hu, he successfully returned to the core camp of the Zhejiang army. The relationship with the Lu father and son is not as delicate as before. At least General Lu Xiao will clench his fists and call Uncle Zhang when he sees him now. That's what he'd love to see. But on the other hand, the trouble caused by General Lu Xiao this time made Zhang Zidong very angry in his heart. Huang Fatzi is the Dinghai Shenzhu of Shanghai, although he is a hooligan, but he is the most central hooligan in China's economy. If this matter is not handled well, Zhejiang does not know what suffering it will suffer. General Lu Xiao's point is different, this time he came forward to fold the face of the yellow fat man, which is a big thing in the whole country, and Daddy General Lu has to hold it and not say it, so that his heroic feat has become an obscure trivial matter. As for the treacherous and cunning General Lu, his consideration in mind is more practical. If things can really be as Zhang Xiaoling promised, using red clay to dump in Shanghai. Wanli Gang cooperated with the Zhejiang Army. Then, the military spending of the Zhejiang army will not be settled. At present, the Zhejiang army can be described as embattled. Sun Bald in the south, Lao Qi in the north. These direct teams are deeply threatening him, the single commander. Wars, wars, wars, and wages. Especially after the last battle in Zhejiang and Fujian, he understood this hard truth.

Dad, Major General Lu spoke, why didn't Zhang Xiaoling come yet. How long are we going to raise that fat yellow man? All right? Three meals a day, big fish and big meat greet, is he in prison or enjoying happiness.

General Lu smiled, stupid son, when Zhang Xiaoling comes today as promised and gets things done, we don't have to wait like this. Such a good day, he will never enjoy it again in his life.

Zhang Zidong blinked, this is his habit, if he blinks before speaking, it means that what he is going to say next will definitely kill his thoughts after careful consideration. Huang Fatzi is a Chinese detective in the French Concession and a helper of the Wanli Gang. A veritable black and white killing. If we do move them, I'm afraid it's going to escalate into an international dispute. The French don't look at us and give them their right-hand men for nothing. As he spoke, Zhang Zidong wiped his neck with his hand.

What are you afraid of him for? He Huang Fat Man is a French dog, as long as we let Zhang Xiaoling give the money to the French to get enough, does it matter if the dog's surname is Huang or not? You tell me? Uncle Zhang.

Well. Zhang Zidong nodded, facing General Lu Xiao, the second ancestor, Zhang Zidong's current strategy is to coax while coaxing. Of course, the most important thing is to see the attitude of General Lu.

General Lu stroked his beard, money, what Lao Tzu values most now is money, as long as he can get money, I don't care what method he uses.

Report to the marshal, the herald came to report, Zhang Xiaoling and Zhang Tang Master pulled a cart of goods downstairs.

Oh? A truckload of goods. General Lu's eyes widened, goods? It's probably all red clay. Ahaha. He excitedly pinched his son's shoulder with his hand. It's done, now hurry up and order someone, and directly collapse the yellow fat man for me.

Zhang Zidong stretched out his hand to stop it, Dashuai, do you still have to think about this matter again, for example, we will determine the life and death of the fat man after we have inspected the goods.

Old General Lu nodded, well, it was still Zidong's thoughtfulness.

After a while, Zhang Xiaoling entered the house with a smile on his face and a large pile of goods. How about Lu Dashuai, you give me a chance, and I give you a miracle. When it comes to doing so, millions of dollars worth of red clay are here. According to what we discussed before, the money earned from this batch of goods, the two of us will divide it in half.

Lu Dashuai nodded, hard work, Brother Xiaoling. Isn't this red clay much cheaper than Indian clay?

yes, almost a tenth.

Isn't it going to be more toxic? I've heard that a lot of people who have used it have symptoms of blood in their stool.

Hahaha, it is precisely because of these characteristics of red clay that we use it to destroy the smoke and soil in Shanghai. The most important manifestation of Shanghai's recent economic instability is the lack of tobacco supply. Our red clay enters Shanghai, only to make money and not to lose.

Okay, with your words, I will lose my yin virtue for a while. By the way, let's inspect the goods and see how your red clay is? Several soldiers, under the command of Lu Dashuai, began to disassemble the waterproof paper on the outside of the red clay.

General Lu Xiao was very excited when he looked at so much red soil, and he said to his father, Dad, we are going to make a fortune.

Zhang Zidong's face twitched, and he asked Zhang Xiaoling. How fast does it take to smoke this red clay to burp and catch a cold?

Seven or eight years is slow, one or two years is fast. Hey, don't worry, I will definitely choose the best Indian soil for the soil offered to you, and these red clay are for those smokers, poor ghosts, lazy ghosts, and people who will become ghosts sooner or later. I said Lu Dashuai, don't test it, you still can't believe me? You give me half of your money, and then I take the red clay and go to the Shanghai market.

A few soldiers untied the waterproof paper on the outside of the red clay, and a fishy smell burst out, almost killing the people in the house. Piles of stinky fish and rotten shrimp poured out of the bag.

Lu Dashuai covered his face with one hand, pointed at these stinky fish and shrimp with the other, and then questioned Zhang Xiaoling. It's the red clay you say, and you want to ask me how much money you want to ask me for. Is this picture about the harvest of catties or the harvest of tons?

Zhang Xiaoling looked at the stinky fish and shrimp in the house, and his face was full of surprise. He recalled just now, when handing over the goods, the behavior of the person on the other side was obviously a good set to not check the goods. It's over, it's fooled. Lu Dashuai, listen to me, this is definitely a misunderstanding, I am a victim like you, the person who transported the goods to me just now deceived me, you wait, I will go to them now.

Slowly. Zhang Zidong stopped Zhang Xiaoling, fortunately I didn't call to kill Huang Fatzi just now, otherwise it would have been a big mistake now.