Qingdao is the Qingdao of later generations, and this place was gradually developed after it was assigned to Germany as a concession at the end of the Qing Dynasty. The reason why Wu Zhi paid attention to this location on the map is precisely because Wu Zhi had been to Qingdao in his previous life, and the seaside, beaches, and seafood were all very charming cities.

Wu Zhi gave the name to the new port because this place was the location of Qingdao in the later generations, and he just blurted it out without thinking much about it.

However, in the opinion of Xiao Rang and Jiang Jingyun, the name "Qingdao" taken by the officials is very meaningful, which should imply that the port here is an island outside the base camp of Qingzhou, which has connotation and style

"Okay, Lao Xiao, you have been in the dust all the way, let's not talk about business, let's take you to rest and freshen up first, and then call Lao Wang and Lao Liu to eat and drink together"

Wu Zhi led everyone out of the side hall very easily.

"Big official, I still want to ask, where did the money for the construction of Qingdao Port come from?" Jiang Jing asked worriedly as he walked.

"Oh, old Jiang, didn't you say that you don't talk about business, you still ask"

Wu Zhi complained and replied: "You can seriously prepare for the construction of two ports, and when the final plan is finalized, I will naturally give us enough money for Dasong Bank."

Seeing Wu Zhi's confident appearance, everyone had no choice but to swallow their doubts back into their stomachs, and no longer say more The big officials are always so mysterious, but every time they will be convinced, this time, they believe that it will be no exception.

"Lao Xiao, Brother Song is fine"

"Brother Song is very good, but he is a little whiter than before."

"How white"

"It's like ink mixed with water"

"Haha, that's still pretty dark."

Song Jiang presided over the situation in Qingzhou, Wu Zhi was very relieved about business matters, but Wu Zhi's only concern was Song Jiang's own private affairs, Song Jiang has not continued since the death of his wife, Song Jiang is nearly forty years old, as early as in Qingzhou, Wu Zhi persuaded him to marry a wife, but he was shirked on the grounds that he was busy with business.

Indeed, it was a very busy time when the bank was just getting started.

But now everything is on the right track, and Song Jiang is also a wealthy man, but he has no plans to continue the string, so Wu Zhi secretly became anxious for him.

In fact, Wu Zhi shouldn't ask about this matter, but who let Song Jiang be his brother, and sincerely help him fight the world, Wu Zhi also hopes that Brother Song will find a sister-in-law for himself, and it is best to have another baby, and the two families can become friends of the family.

However, Song Jiang is not in a hurry.

In the Tianxiang Pavilion on the Baihua Building, Master Li wore a brocade embroidered skirt, a red silk peony jacket, and a mink around his neck, kneeling in front of the coffee table, and skillfully making tea for a middle-aged man wearing a golden cloak and a gold crown on the opposite side of the coffee table.

Although it was freezing outside, the two people in the pavilion should not have worn such a thick one, and the reason why they wore such a thick one was because in the pavilion, the large windows on three sides were all opened, and the cold wind poured into the room, which was very cold.

On a cold day, or in a high-rise windy place, wouldn't it be a fool to open the windows on three sides

Master Li is not stupid, if she was stupid, she would not have worn so many clothes, in fact, before the man in front of him came, the windows above his incense pavilion were closed very tightly, and the room was also connected to the heating pipe, so he didn't feel cold if he didn't go out, just wear a tulle jacket.

And why did the man leave the window wide open when he came?

Because men are fools?

Of course not

The man also knew that it was cold to open the window, otherwise he would not have put on such a thick cloak, but for the man, what is more important than the cold is the interest, the artistic conception.

This man is none other than the emperor of the dynasty, Zhao Ji.

"Ahh

A cold wind hit, and Zhao Ji sneezed slightly.

"Lao Zhao, why don't I go and close the window," Master Li asked with concern.

Zhao Ji who dared to call Zhao Ji "Old Zhao" in the whole world, I am afraid that there is only Li Shishi alone, this title naturally has a history, Zhao Ji, who had been sitting on the throne for a long time, conquered Western Xia, pacified Tibet, except for rebellions, opened up territory, and thought that his martial arts had surpassed the emperors of previous dynasties, and he began to expand himself, obeyed Cai Jing's inducement, and lived a life of extravagance and ignoring the government.

It was during that time that Zhao Ji began to secretly leave the palace with Wang Huangqiang, turned into a businessman Zhao Daguan, and met Master Li with a small order written by himself.

"It's okay, Xiao Li, look"

Zhao Ji pointed to the wisps of snow and sand on the roofs of the houses that were swept up by the wind outside the window, as well as the smoke of the cooking stove that rose at noon, and said with intoxicated eyes: "Such a scene of folk fireworks, how fascinating it is."

Master Li called Zhao Ji Lao Zhao, and Zhao Ji naturally called Master Li Xiao Li.

"Under the smoke is the folk state, and the joys, sorrows, and sorrows are known to a few people."

As he spoke, Master Li stood up and began to close the window.

"There is smoke every day, joys, sorrows and sorrows happen every day, I think Lao Zhao, you better don't look at it, otherwise you have to see the snot, poof"

After closing the window, Master Li smiled to himself.

Although Zhao Ji didn't want Master Li to close the window, he didn't stop it, and it seemed that he couldn't stop it, so he could only let Master Li close the window.

"Xiao Li, you always like to go against me." Zhao Ji smiled helplessly.

"Because Lao Zhao, you are always different from others." Master Li said with a smile.

I have known Zhao Ji for three years, and Master Li has no rules and etiquette in front of Zhao Ji at all, he can say whatever he wants, and do whatever he wants. She didn't mean to flatter, but she felt very kind when she saw Zhao Ji for the first time.

The same is true for Zhao Ji, the relationship between the two is like a relative but not a relative, more like an uncle and niece.

For Master Li, Zhao Ji is her uncle, and there is warmth between her and her uncle, but it is not the love of men and women.

Zhao Ji also thought so, so for the past three years, he has maintained this kind of warmth between his relatives with Master Li, and he has not thought about overstepping. In the past three years, Master Li has the protection of Zhao Ji, so that he can be calm and unhurried in this powerful place in Bianjing.

"Speaking of differences, I've recently met a very different person, and it's also very interesting, do you know who it is" Zhao Ji smiled mysteriously.

A trace of imperceptible resentment flashed in Master Li's eyes, and he immediately shrugged his shoulders and said, "There are so many strange people around you, how do I know?"

"Eh, you know this person."

Zhao Ji pinched a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, and said while chewing: "It's Wu Zhi from Qingzhou, this person is so different, I have become close friends with him haha I heard that you and Ling'er also met Wu Zhi when they were in Qingzhou, how about this person is not very interesting"

Wu Zhi took the initiative to tell Zhao Ji about the things he knew with Ling'er Master Li, and the more he denied this kind of thing, the more he wanted to cover it up, in order to avoid people with ulterior motives from suing, so Wu Zhi simply found an opportunity to reveal this to Zhao Ji, of course, when Wu Zhi revealed it, the meaning in his words was just that he was an ordinary friend with Ling'er Master Li.

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