"Oh" at this moment the administrator handed over a thing, Qian Dingzhang took it and saw that it was a brand new Great Wall stock information bound book, "this small half a year, often someone will come to check the information of the Great Wall, I simply let people from the warehouse to print out the previous print, in case of emergency, this book is sent to you, what should be said should not be said to you also, listen to my advice, don't touch this stock, you are still young to make money There is a chance to make money, this turmoil, you might as well watch, as a lesson to yourself." ”

After a pause, the administrator said, "Just before you came, I heard from a few agents downstairs that the Oriental people started to lend securities and smash them down." Many people say that this is a trick of the radish head, and the cost of raising the price of each other is too high, so they go the opposite way to knock down the stock price to facilitate their acquisition. But I don't think it's that simple, from experience, it's mostly the radish head that is in charge, but I don't know what kind of medicine they sell in the gourd. After all, they are in the dark, and we are in the light. If you don't understand it, don't do it, if you want to live in this industry, you must know this sentence! ”

What else can Qian Dingzhang say? silently took out a dozen yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into his hand. As if burned by a soldering iron, the administrator suddenly withdrew his hand and glared at him in a low voice, "What do you mean?" ”

Qian Dingzhang put the money on his desk, picked up the book casually and pressed it, and then said slowly, "What Mr. said just now, he really didn't treat me as an outsider, so please don't treat me as an outsider now, this is a real little heart." The mountains are high and the waters are long, and we will meet again in the future."

"Please stay", Qian Dingzhang turned around when he heard this, only to see the administrator take out the pack of Solanik cigarettes from his pocket and tear open the wrapping paper. Qian Dingzhang didn't know what medicine he was selling in his gourd, so he just watched quietly.

He took out a card the size of a half playing card from the cigarette case and handed it over, Qian Dingzhang subconsciously reached out to take it, on it was a miniature oil painting with London's Big Ben as the background, to the low is an old industrial power, the quality of the prints from the large printing houses is excellent, and even the patterns on the pendulum are faintly visible.

"What is this?"

"Thank you for your Velik, I haven't smoked it for a long time, Ah Er, that is, my son, liked to collect cigarette brands the most during his lifetime, when he was a child, every time I bought cigarettes, he was the first to open them, so that he could take the cigarette brand, and later graduated and knew how to respect Lao Tzu, and began to buy me cigarettes, but what came to me was still opened, and the cigarette brand was usually smoked by him. When he was buried on the winter solstice, I buried the cigarette brands he had collected since childhood into the ground to accompany him. ”

Saying that, he wiped the corners of his eyes with his hand, "I still smoke, but I can't see this thing anymore, I usually ask the old woman to help me open the cigarettes, I see you today, you keep this cigarette brand, the seal of Oleik is the most exquisite, and it is also the most worthy of collection." Okay, goodbye. ”

After speaking, he turned around and sorted out various files and documents by himself.

In the teahouse next door, the father and son occupied a table, and the two of them were stunned by the information of the Great Wall.

"Daddy, from this point of view, there is no reason to invest in this stock, and the people who handled it at the beginning did not die well, but the radish head is still throwing money into it. You said..... ”

"It was strange last night, but today it seems to be a conspiracy, but I don't know how to launch it" Qian Xunzhi is also at a loss, "No, since the insiders are no longer there, that means that these people must know something, and then they were killed, so what could it be?" The folding fan in Qian Xun's hand turned like a windmill.

"Tokyo Information Center!" The two said in unison.

"I think it's probably because of the delisting in Tokyo, so when the boss was alive, he kept procrastinating on the good thing that others couldn't ask for," Qian Dingzhang was excited, and the mung beans on his fingertips fell to the ground.

"But what if there's a problem? No one will believe it, unless you can get the information from the Tokyo Information Center to understand the reason. Qian Dingzhang was suddenly deflated and squatted down to find the mung bean.

"You little ghost, look at the mung beans and look at the right eye," Qian Xunzhi teased on the side.

"Hehe" Qian Dingzhang raised his head and smiled, Qian Xunzhi was inexplicable, this kid was not stimulated, and he was scolded around the bend, why did he still smile? "Daddy, it's not good for you to entertain your son like this."

"You booklet old" chiseled down.

"Hmph, you have a brain, you don't have to worry about Tokyo's affairs, I'll figure it out. I'll go out, you can solve the lunch by yourself, in the afternoon, whatever you want, either go back to practice, or go out for a walk around Shencheng for half a month, and you should also have a long experience. By the time I get home in the evening, things will probably be a bit of an eyebrow. After saying that, he left his seat.

"This 。。。。。" Qian Dingzhang watched Lao Tzu leave, and didn't react for a while, what are you kidding Now it's 1937, but it's not 2017, with the help of the Internet, you can even know at any time if it's not hot. He had forgotten the ugliness he had when he was begging for seeds. Now that Qian Xunzhi said that there would be news in half a day, how could he not make him strange?

But looking at the old man's trembling appearance, it is estimated that most of this thing can be done, so why should I worry about it too much? Often outside the window, the sun is close to the overhead, so I call the cousin to come to the meeting and casually inquire about what delicious restaurants are nearby, and go out according to the map.

The sun at noon in early spring was warm on his body, as if he was soaking in hot soup, Qian Dingzhang was comfortably dizzy and walked along Aidoya Road as a car, his eyes wandering left and right to find those shops that sold delicious food.

"Huh? Isn't that the administrator of the exchange's reading room? He noticed that not far away was the same caretaker who had been caring for him. At this moment, he was lowering his head and moving forward slowly, Qian Dingzhang was overjoyed when he saw it, and he could have lunch together.

As soon as he raised his hand to say hello, a person suddenly appeared in Yokosa, wearing a dark blue cotton robe, with a cap brim on his head almost pressing down to his upper eyelids, and a pair of sunglasses and a mask on his face. The man rushed to the caretaker in a flash of lightning, took a pistol from his pocket and pointed it at his chest three times!!

Street assassination in broad daylight! After Qian Dingzhang witnessed all this, he seemed to have been knocked on the head, and his thinking became blurred in an instant, so that the pedestrians who were scattered around him ran around him in panic, and the screaming street girl's howl, which could almost deafen people's ears, seemed to be far away and close like a quilt, and it had nothing to do with him.

Although he was standing on the sunny street of early spring, his limbs were cold, and the person who was still teaching to himself half an hour ago was now shot three times in the chest and fell to the ground. Qian Dingzhang looked at him, and the administrator seemed to see Qian Dingzhang too, and his mouth squirmed with difficulty.

Qian Dingzhang woke up like a dream, and rushed over with an arrow, and at this moment the exclamation in his ears had gradually subsided, replaced by various sharp copper whistles. Aidoya Road is the dividing line between the British and American public concessions and the French concession, Qian Dingzhang has swept the corner of his eyes while running, and there are red-headed Ah San with a red cloth on his head on the side of the road, Annan patrolling with a small person but wearing a huge cool hat-type helmet, and Chinese policemen in black uniforms surrounding here. "Gotta get ahead of them!"

After a few steps in front of the administrator, he crouched down, and took a handkerchief from his pocket to block the blood gushing from his chest, but it was a drop in the bucket.

The administrator looked at Qian Dingzhang and smiled softly and laboriously, "It's useless, they came to kill me." ”

"Don't talk like that, I'll plug the wound, the red-headed Ah San will come over, and the lifesaver will come soon, just go to the hospital, don't think about it!!"

"I know too much, you have to be careful" After the administrator said this sentence to Qian Dingzhang with all his strength, his throat sounded softly, and then his head tilted。。。。。

At this moment, the Annan patrol of the French Concession and the red-headed Ah San of the Public Concession also arrived, but they were not busy checking the situation, but yelled at each other face to face, or a few Chinese policemen were quick with their hands and feet, seeing this situation, they reached out to the neck of the administrator, probed their noses again, shook their heads and patted Qian Dingzhang's shoulder, "Let it go, there are no more people." ”

Seeing that Qian Dingzhang was still holding the deceased's chest hard, a Chinese policeman gently pulled his hand back from the deceased's chest, and Qian Dingzhang acted like a puppet without any resistance to the policeman's movements.

The Nahua policeman asked, "Who is the deceased?" Do you know the deceased? What does it have to do with him? ”

"I don't know the name, but I know that I am the administrator of the reading room of the exchange, and I dealt with it when I went to borrow materials in the morning."

"Oh, my name is Cheng Shaohua, and I'm in charge of this place today. Please come with me and go to the bureau to make a record, don't worry, it's going to be fast. ”

"Okay" Qian Dingzhang finally recovered a little, looked at the dead man's eyes that were still open, and squatted down and slowly closed his eyes.

Cheng Shaohua shouted at his subordinates in Shanghainese to hurry up and dispose of the corpses to maintain order, and at this moment, the bear-like red-headed Ah San and the monkey-like Annan patrol were still roaring at each other face to face.

"What are they?" Qian Dingzhang looked at Cheng Shaohua, who looked helpless, stepped forward, first shouted a few words to the red-headed Ah San in English, and then changed French to communicate with Annan for a while. Then the two sides kicked each other a few times before leaving.

"Ah San and the monkey are full of food and have nothing to do, this Aidoya Road is the dividing line between the two concessions, usually one person is in charge of one side, today this is a coincidence, just died in the middle of the road, and then the two quarreled."

"Do you think it's your own business?"

"How can it be, Ah San is lazy, monkey Diao, they all push each other's heads, hey, that is, we have a hard life, and we do everything by ourselves."

The police station is only a few minutes away from the place of the crime, and Cheng Shaohua didn't talk nonsense before, but just asked Qian Dingzhang's name and occupation, and then how he met the administrator and the witnessing status of the shooting scene.

When I came out of the police station, I didn't have the mood to go shopping and eat, so I found a noodle stall casually, and a bowl of vegetable soup and noodles was considered a sacrifice to the Five Organs Temple.

When I got home, I lay on the bed with my clothes closed, and my mood fluctuated, probably because I was too sad all morning, and it didn't take long for the sleepy bugs to strike.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already the time of the lights outside. Turning his head, he found that Qian Xunzhi was sitting on the chair next to him drinking tea, and hurriedly got up, "Daddy, I'm back, how is the situation." ”

"Don't ask me yet, what's wrong with you today, you actually slept in the middle of the day, and the sun came out of the west."

Qian Dingzhang didn't care about joking with his father, and told Qian Xunzhi about the before and after witnessing the shooting. The more Qian Xunzhi listened, the tighter his brows wrinkled.

After Qian Dingzhang finished speaking in one breath, he felt thirsty, poured himself a glass of water and asked, "Daddy, how are you here?" ”

"Hmph" Qian Xunzhi sneered, and took out a telegram from his arms, "You can see it yourself."

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Pull a few sentences in the article, the red-headed Ah San and Annan patrolled.

Ahem, the biggest contribution of Shanghainese to the current Chinese is probably the contribution of the synonym A San.

After the British carved out the leased area in Shanghai, out of restraint and distrust of the Chinese, they brought in a large number of Sikhs to serve as traffic police. They are tall and muscular, and they look burly after their heads, and their beards look more majestic. Plus dead heart to the British.

Although they are called Ah San, in fact, this group of people has a good reputation among the people, and the Sikhs have their own religious beliefs, and from all aspects, except for Baotou, Sikhism is really the most ideal religion. Although these three people have a little power in their hands, they basically do not bully others, and the batons in their hands usually scare people and rarely knock them on people.

Usually has its own circle, but also built a Sikh temple in Shanghai, but it is still in the house has been converted into a residence, and the local old people are commonly known as the Indian temple.

Probably knowing that they are also British slaves, the Asan are quite friendly to the Chinese, and Sikhism has a very good doctrinal custom: their temple is free to open a good church, no matter who has no money in their pocket, they can go to eat for free, of course, the dishes are vegetarian. Shanghai is small in size and has a small number of people, so it has little impact. However, the Sikh Temple in Hong Kong fed many Hong Kong people during World War II, and many old Hong Kong people still respect it when it comes to these Baotou men.

Of course, they also have problems, mainly because they don't like to be clean. In the archives of the Ministry of Works, there was a strike by the Asan, which was caused by the British inspector who found a lot of lice when he went to inspect their residence, and fined them in a fit of anger. In fact, the income of the three is not high, so they are not happy. It means that lice don't hinder duty, and they don't bite you, what do British people fight to deduct wages?

There was a lot of quarrel between the two sides, and finally the British compromised and symbolically punished a little.

In addition, their hygiene habits are not very good, they defecate in the open, well, they don't use straw paper, they pick up sticks and stones to deal with.

At that time, the Concession Police Station provided police rental services, the so-called petition police. That is, the customer spends a few dollars to rent the police to go to the gate of his factory to maintain order and serve as a live advertisement. The tall Ah San are particularly popular, they are real-minded and lazy, but they are generally easier to deal with than the Chinese police.

Corresponding to the French Concession is the Annam patrol, that is, today's Vietnamese, there is nothing to say about this. Bad and tricky, a typical villain.

As for why it's called red-headed Ah San, Baidu's don't believe it, in fact, it means "red-headed little three", Wu Yuqu likes to add a Ah when he speaks, and it becomes a red-headed Ah San.

Basically, the Chinese looked down on Ah San, but where was the international status of the Chinese themselves at that time? Shaking his head and sighing

At this point, I suddenly remembered a piece of news, saying that a Sikh had been introduced as doormen or security guards somewhere in Shanghai. Looking at the place name, it should be the old French Concession, which is first of all the donkey's lips are not the horse's mouth.

Secondly, I will not comment much on the nature of this matter, but I can only say that the market economy and the sale and purchase are fair, even if there is something improper, but the law does not prohibit it.