Dou Nale didn't stay in Beijing for long, because Li Hongzhang was so angry that he vomited blood and fell into a coma. When no one signed the agreement, the peace talks had to be suspended.

Dou Nale could not do anything, and most of them abroad did not recognize the Manchu emperor's signature. It's very simple, who is your Manchu emperor? You don't know each other! Emperor Xuanwu? How old are you?

Sign! Whether it is Chinese or foreign, everyone has identified you Li Hongzhang. Except for Li Hongzhang, no one is sure whether this agreement will take effect.

Dou Nale came to Shanghai in desperation. Also passing through were the German Minister Klinder and the Japanese Minister Komura Shoutaro.

That night, Hu Xiaoyan hosted a banquet to entertain the three of them. At the banquet, everyone cheated on me and didn't get any valuable information. Especially with Clinder's super-stirring stick.

Seeing off the three ministers, Hu Xiaoyan walked into the living room and waited. In less than a quarter of an hour, Liu Zhensheng reported that the German minister, Mr. Klinder, had asked to see him.

"Mr. Hu!" Clint came in in a rage.

"I wonder what you want to do?"

"What I want to do, don't you know?" Hu Xiaoyan said lightly.

Indeed, Clinder is well aware. Hu Xiaoyan is Li Hongzhang's successor, whether others believe it or not, anyway, Clint and Dou Nale believe it. Li Hongzhang couldn't afford to be sick, and the only person who could be the lord of the Qing Dynasty was Hu Xiaoyan.

"This treaty is already everyone's bottom line, otherwise we will not be able to give an explanation to the country. Mr. Hu, you are a member of the civilized world, and you should be well aware of this matter. Because of your friendship with Your Majesty, Germany can be on your side, and you can even give up the reparations (Germany only sent 2,000 men in total, and the losses began. ）。 But Britain and France are in charge of the prime minister. Their prime minister could not have completely abandoned reparations and apologies. Not to mention Japan, Russia. ”

If Hu Xiaoyan believed Clinde's words, he would really be stupid. Hu Xiaoyan plucked out his ears and didn't listen to a word.

"Mr. Clinder, you must stay for two days. I'm ready to bomb Tokyo, Japan! ”

"You, are you kidding?" Clinder was shocked. Are you fooling around?

"Do you think I'm fooling around?" Hu Xiaoyan drank a cup of tea absently.

Clint was gone, dejected. He couldn't convince Hu Xiaoyan. And once Hu Xiaoyan bombs Tokyo, Japan, it means that Japan and Russia will unite to start a war with the Qing State. In this case, peace talks will become empty words. But that's not what Clint wants. He needs the Qing State and Britain to carry it, not to let the Qing State and Japan and Russia carry it! If Japan and Russia and the Qing Kingdom go to war, Britain and France can sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight! Isn't Germany's plan for nothing?

Washington, USA. An old Chinese man was walking down the street, surrounded by a lot of Americans. Suddenly, a young American man rushed out of the store, raised his pistol, and shot the old man three times in succession, while walking up and collecting the old man's wallet. He shouted hatefully: "Yellow-skinned monkey, I punish you on behalf of the American government!" ”

On the same day, Chinese were brutally murdered in more than 10 states in the United States, including California and Ohio.

A few days later, cases of some Chinese being shot dead in Britain and France also began.

The old Hans stood in the building of the newly established Rolls-Royce Motor Manufacturing Company, looking through the window at the crowd gathering on the street. There were a lot of signs and flags that said "Yellow Monkey Get Out of America." "Prohibit yellow-skinned monkeys from snatching American positions." And so on and so forth.

Madame Hans watched all this sadly, a little bewildered and a little confused.

Old Hans stood upstairs expressionless, without saying a word.

"Sir, I don't think it's easy this time, there are almost all such activities in big cities across the United States, and it's not something that one person or two people can do." The middle-aged Jonas hesitated.

"As long as you are willing to spend money, there is nothing that cannot be done. Is it in the best interest of anyone to find out about this? Old Hans didn't move.

"It is not possible to find that the United States has now gained more from China than its colonies. Such an anti-Chinese move would only offend the Qing government, and although the Qing country was weak, as long as someone stood up, it would deal a devastating blow to the sales of our country's goods in China. At the beginning of the year, except for Rockefeller's petroleum products, which had no substitutes and sales were good, everyone else's products were affected. Jonas couldn't figure it out.

"So is it possible that Rockefeller did it?"

"How is that possible?" Jonas's eyes widened: "It's not good for them either!" ”

"And what about Morgan?"

"There's no need for this! He doesn't have a physical product, so what does it have to do with him whether he is Chinese exclusion or not? ”

"In other words, it has nothing to do with the big conglomerates?" Old Hans breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes. But these people may be watching from the sidelines. They must also want to know who is doing it. ”

"Is it possible that it was directed at us?" Old Hans asked suddenly.

"Against us? Why? We haven't even done a product exhibition yet! And our car company has a bank loan from Morgan, and the car is sold using Rockefeller oil! There is also the need for steel that needs to be purchased from Carnegie's steel company. There are also various parts and components that feed dozens of enterprises. They don't have to!" Jonas was taken aback.

"Nope! You're wrong. You should see our Rolls-Royce Phantom Edition, what do you think of him? ”

"He should be the president's car!" Jonas said excitedly.

"You're right. If you know that, will anyone else know? ”

Jonas was silent.

"We cost $10,000 for a Rolls-Royce Phantom, which is a lot of money, how many can you guess in the United States?"

"I believe that a thousand is absolutely not a problem, and the US government will order at least ten or more."

"yes, that's ten million dollars! What about the UK? What about France? What about Germany? Is there a problem with selling 10,000 units worldwide? Old Hans asked calmly.

"No problem." Jonas is sure. Although he didn't know where the design drawings for the Rolls-Royce Phantom came from, he also knew how advanced the new version of the car was. Many old cars in the United States were actually made of wood, and some were only a thin layer of iron. The fuel consumption and noise are even more unbearable. But the new design completely got rid of these troubles, although the speed of the car was still not very satisfying.

"That's 100 million dollars. This is only the first version of the car, and later we will develop the second and third versions. How long do you guess it will take for our company to surpass Morgan in capital? There was something strange in old Hans's eyes.

"This?" Jonas is not a professional financial person, but when he heard this, he suddenly felt that what old Hans said seemed to make sense.

"I used to be just a hotel owner, things I could think of. Do you think Morgan and the others will think of it? ”

Jonas was silent.

"What will they do?"

"Have you checked it, in addition to our car company, how many other factories are besieged by these people?" Old Hans smiled, he deliberately ignored the fact that his car company had the most Chinese laborers!

"We are the only ones under siege in Los Angeles." Jonas said bitterly. Although he knows that the boss likes to use Chinese workers, he also knows why, very simply, Chinese workers are hard-working and can be paid less than local workers. Replaced by Jonas as the boss, he also likes to use Chinese laborers.

"Well, I'd like you to find out who is having trouble with us. With so much protection money paid every year, it's time for those cannibalistic legislators to do their part. Old Hans said leisurely.

"Understood. Boss. Jonas did get it. It's okay to be anti-Chinese, politicians can do whatever they want, but they can't affect the boss's factory. A substitute must be found, no matter who that person is. He had to withstand the wrath of his boss, or anyone would be able to besiege the factory. The boss doesn't want to gain a foothold in the United States. There is nothing left of him that will be swallowed.

Jonas walked out of Ben's house, a prominent local councillor, and then got into a carriage and left. Now there is no problem with the government. And Ben also gave a scapegoat. Hello, hello, everyone. As for whether the scapegoat did it or not, whether he deserved to die or not is none of Jonas's business. His boss is a legitimate businessman!

US President McKinley is not dead, but soon he will have to die. There has been a new wave of anti-Chinese craze across the country. During his illness, Li Hongzhang sent a telegram published in Times China, calling on the people of the whole country to boycott American goods. Even the products of the Rockefeller Oil Company are beginning to sell no more. The Rockefeller Company's locations throughout the Qing Dynasty were also evicted by the local government.

McKinley walked out of the office with a blushing face, leaving the director of the CIA fidgeting. He also had a speech. But today is not his lucky day. Before President McKinley could speak, he just stood on the podium. A gunshot rang out. President McKinley had a bloody hole in his forehead.

It's the day. President McKinley assassinated! Someone found the Qing people wearing clothes near the building opposite. As a result, the hot-headed CIA also entered the ranks of anti-Chinese.

The whole country was in an uproar. The whole world was shocked.

Hu Xiaoyan also saw the telegram. He smiled and handed the newspaper to Komura Shotaro opposite. Hu Xiaoyan, who had just settled Dou Nale, was now in a very good mood.

Komura Shoutaro was also in a good mood when he saw the newspaper.

"So happy to work together?" Hu Xiaoyan stretched out his hand.

Komura Shoutaro also stretched out his hand, and he glanced at Hu Xiaoyan deeply: "Happy cooperation." ”