"The Japanese asked the company to sell them ten sniper rifles and a thousand rounds of ammunition, preferably within a week—"

"Ten sniper rifles and a thousand rounds of ammunition, delivered in a week?" Qin Lang's fingers tapped on the armrest of the chair, making a hollow sound. The new secretary www.biquge.info Pen Fun Pavilion stared at him uneasily, trying to figure out his attitude. But she was disappointed, Qin Lang didn't have any expression on his face, and his tone was as flat as usual, without ups and downs.

He expressed only a hint of displeasure. "Such a pitifully small business...... Frankly, I don't even think it's a business, and it needs to be consulted. ”

The secretary tensed. "Mr. ......"

Qin Lang raised his hand and shook his index finger from side to side, signaling her to stop. There is no point in arguing, besides, the Japanese have always been like this. Since they like it, meet their requirements - but not without a price.

"What kind of sniper rifle do the Japanese want, manual, or semi-automatic?" He asked.

"Uh...... The telegram did not mention, sir. ”

"Well, send a telegram back to Tokyo and tell our customers that each sniper rifle, along with a hundred rounds of ammunition, costs a thousand dollars, without discounts. If they ask us for delivery, the shipping costs are a thousand dollars. If they also need us to provide training services, there is no problem, refer to the company's charging schedule, and charge by the hour. ”

The secretary stopped the record, but not because she had finished, but because she thought she had misheard: ten rifles and a thousand rounds of ammunition, and her boss actually asked the Japanese to pay ten thousand dollars, and it did not include transportation and training costs. As an employee of UMBRELLA and the secretary of the big boss, she understands the current situation in the arms market. He demanded that the Japanese pay enough to arm at least three hundred men, which is out-and-out blackmail!

The secretary began to wonder if her boss really wanted to do the business.

Qin Lang guessed her thoughts. It's easy, she hasn't learned how to hide her emotions, they're all written on her face. As his secretary, she still has a lot to learn.

As for the thing she suspected, the answer, of course, was no. He didn't like the business, it was too small, and the Japanese should have contacted the company's Far Eastern agents instead of sending telegrams to San Diego, taking up his time; But he also did not want to let it go, it's just that, as it was said, the Japanese need to pay the price.

And he believed that the Japanese would eventually accept the price he had made - a very high possibility. The snipers of the Russians must have made the officers of the Arthur front unbearable, and at the same time Tokyo realized that the Japanese military-industrial complex could not come up with a suitable sniper rifle in a short time.

The Japanese could buy scopes from Europe or the United States, but it was another thing to combine the scopes and rifles and make sure they worked, and it might take months and that, for the Japanese soldiers on the Lushun front, it was too long for them to hold out until then.

What's more, everyone would have thought that UMBRELLA was by no means the only arms dealer to take advantage of the fire, and it may not be the one who raised the price the most.

A capitalist is a capitalist, regardless of nationality, nationality, or color.

The Japanese will accept that price code.

Qin Lang smiled slyly, but did not explain - there was no need to explain to a secretary.

"Write down my words and send them to the Japanese." He demanded.

"Yes...... Okay, boss. The secretary was a little panicked, and he was in a hurry for a while, but he didn't forget or make a mistake.

Qin Lang checked her record book, nodded, returned the book to her, and then asked, "What else is going on?" ”

"Your friend is waiting outside, sir."

Friend? Qin Lang laughed again. Strictly speaking, the three people waiting outside are not his friends: Chen Tianhua and Bi Yongnian are only his sponsors, partners in some degree and sense, and they see themselves as his admirers; As for the third guest, the sixteen-year-old young man from Sichuan, since they had not met each other, they would not be his friend.

But. Qin Lang then thought. There seems to be no need to dwell on these details.

"Invite them in." He commanded.

"Yes, sir." The secretary replied, turned and walked out of the office. She moved very quickly - obviously, she wanted to leave.

Qin Lang shook his head. However, before he could miss his previous secretary, Chen Tianhua and Bi Yongnian walked in with their children.

"Gentlemen." He stood up and offered to greet them. "Welcome back to America."

"Mr. Qin." As a few years ago, Bi Yongnian still had the same respectful attitude - last time it was because he mistakenly believed that Qin Lang was the rescuer of the Restoration, but this time, Qin Lang thought it was only because he couldn't change his habits. Bi Yongnian is different from Chen Tianhua, and although the age difference between them is only six years, they look like people from two worlds - perhaps because Chen Tianhua has been in Zhanjiang for the past two years.

He is a student at Tsinghua University.

So Chen Tianhua used another title to call Qin Lang: "Principal." ”

This title made Qin Lang a little uncomfortable, because he immediately remembered that person, "Peanut", "Empty Grid", "Beacon of Democracy", "Savior of the World", ...... Wait a minute. He has many nicknames, of course, Qin Lang's favorite is Joseph. The one that Admiral Stilwell took, and that nickname was by no means from his bald head, which was said to be the result of the inappropriate life of his youth.

Strange associations, and Qin Lang didn't know why: there were many principals in this world, but why did he think of the president who had sworn to his second officially married wife that "I will definitely remarry within five years, otherwise the Buddha will smash my government"?

Qin Lang guessed, but he didn't let this thought delay his actions. "I'm just the principal emeritus." He laughed, invited the three guests to sit down, and focused his gaze on the sixteen-year-old who had not moved anything but bowed to him mechanically.

"So, this is the person you talked about, the author of "Revolutionary Army", Zou Rong." He turned to Chen Tianhua, "Right?" ”

"Yes." Chen Tianhua nodded in acknowledgement, and then showed a curious expression. "It doesn't seem strange to you at all."

"Nothing to be surprised. I have always believed that young people are one of the most passionate groups, always impulsive and prone to overdrive. Qin Lang said.

In fact, his mood was not as calm as he said, at least when he heard about Zou Rong and his "Revolutionary Army". It is not surprising that a man writes a work that he originally created, and even if there are subtle, imperceptible differences between the two works, it is certainly not published in 1901, as far as he can remember.

Qin Lang didn't expect that the changes he caused would affect such a subtle level.

Of course, the book had not yet been officially published, and Zhang Binglin kept the matter down: he knew more about the West than Zou Rong, and more precisely, the American system, or rather, Qin Lang had too much influence on him, so he felt that the part of "Revolutionary Army" about the political system was a little ...... Immature.

And this is also the reason why Zhang Binglin asked Chen Tianhua to send Zou Rong to the United States -- he hoped that this young man would have a deep understanding of the democratic system in the United States.

It's just the system.

There is only democracy in the United States.

Zhang Binglin's idea was very good, but everyone could see that Zou Rong was very dissatisfied with his approach, and extended this dissatisfaction to others. However, Qin Lang knew that he was definitely not affected, and the young revolutionary sitting in his office really didn't like him.

He shrugged.

"I will arrange for him to live in the United States, you can rest assured of that." He continued, "Either way, he can be regarded as a fellow villager of Yi Shui, and our lieutenant colonel will take care of him." ”

The young revolutionaries immediately issued an outcry. "I'm not a three-year-old and don't need to be taken care of."

"Don't need it?" Qin Lang snorted. "Yi Shui was two years older than you are when he came to the United States, and he also thought that he didn't need to be taken care of, but if he hadn't met me, Sean and Duncan, he would have become an integral part of some concrete building - here, in America, that's what people do."

It took a while for Zou Rong to understand what he meant. A threat, and he's not the kind of person who would compromise with a threat. His emotions immediately became agitated.

However, before he could start to pay his respects, Bi Yongnian intervened and tried to change the current atmosphere.

"Speaking of Mr. Yi, where is he?" He asked.

"He went to the east to deal with one thing." Qin Lang paused, "A little trouble." ”

A nuisance that does not require him to come forward at all, but that he must do so, is simply that someone has published an irresponsible article about his family in the newspaper.

Last week, a program called Merlin. Slonovich. Berkov's Russian, who is said to be a professor of civil engineering at a university in the east and a professor of digging holes, published an article in a third-rate newspaper that featured celebrity gossip, murders, and pornography, in which he strongly attacked Yi Shui and Rachel's marriage.

Here's what he wrote: "Miss McBride's marriage to Mr. Yi Shui was a grave mistake, and that gentleman was not worthy of her at all, and he was nothing but a member of the board of directors of the UMBRELLA Group and an honorary lieutenant colonel in the Marine Corps, yet Miss McBride was the finest and most distinguished woman in the United States......"

It has to be said that this comment is reasonable, and there are not a few people who think that Yi Shui and Rachel's marriage is a serious mistake, and of course many of them are Rachel's suitors and potential suitors - perhaps Mr. Berkov is one of them. However, the next article turned out to be bad.

"Miss McBride needs a husband who can match her, and the most suitable choice is Mr. Qin Lang - it must be pointed out that Mr. Qin Lang's marriage is also extremely serious, probably more serious than Miss McBride's, he actually married a woman who married himself to a chemical laboratory, it is incredible—if I were God, I would definitely correct these mistakes."

Hell, even though Qin Lang had never cared about what others said about him, he felt that Mr. Berkov's remarks were an offense; However, for Berkov, his words were not finished.

"The marriage between Miss McBride and Mr. Yi Shui will only lead to one result, and in the face of Miss McBride's many auras, the self-ashamed Mr. Yi Shui can only try to stay away from her, lest the dazzling light stab his pathetic self-esteem. Then, in order to fill the psychological and physical void, he will have an affair with other women, such as his maid, and perhaps more than one. And Miss McBride, we seem to be able to foresee, she will develop a fiery office romance with that lonely Mr. Qin Lang. ”

He was killing himself.

Qin Lang did think so, and he had already thought of a way for Mr. Berkov to die: let him die in the pit he had dug himself. However, this wonderful idea can only be an idea, and he cannot implement it, and he has to prevent others from implementing similar ideas: because of that damned article, the newspaper, which originally had a circulation of less than 10,000 copies, sold hundreds of thousands of copies at once, and Berkov instantly became a well-known figure, and if he died now, everyone would suspect several of the people involved.

So he can't die, he must live, temporarily.

There are no more options, they can only fight back by other means. Qin Lang handed over the task to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but Yi Shui forcibly took over the command.

In his memory, the kid had never been so angry, close to rage.

Berkov really him off.

However, this kind of thing, of course, must not be told to Chen Tianhua and Bi Yongnian - and Zou Rong. Maybe one day, they will see the news in a certain newspaper, but Qin Lang will not leak anything to them, not a word.

He didn't want to think about it anymore. At times like these, digression is the only option.

"What's interesting about Guangzhou Bay?" Qin Lang asked and sat down.

"I thought you knew everything." Chen Tianhua said with a smile.

Qin Lang chose to shrug his shoulders. "I'm busy, I have so much work that I can only focus on the things I have to care about."

"I guess all you care about is how to make money-"

"Wei Dan!" Bi Yongnian scolded, and Chen Tianhua also glared at the young revolutionary. Faced with the pressure of two people, he flinched, extremely reluctantly.

"I beg your pardon, sir." Chen Tianhua said to Qin Lang apologetically, "He's not in a good mood." ”

"I understand." He replied lightly, waved his hand, and continued: "However, you haven't answered me yet, what's interesting about Guangzhou Bay?" ”

"Hardly." Chen Tianhua shook his head.

"But there's a big deal in the north." Bi Yongnian added, "General Nie Shicheng's family was killed. ”

What the? Qin Lang blinked. If this is true, why didn't he get the news? You know, even without considering the public sources, the U.S. embassy and the company, he also has some secret sources, such as Lan Tianwei, Zhang Shaozeng, and Wu Luzhen, who are in close contact with all of Nie Shicheng's subordinates, but they never mention that news.

There must be something wrong......

"The whole family was killed."

How can it be?

"The Boxers did it."

Is this a joke? Everyone knows that the Boxer Rebellion collapsed two years ago and no longer exists......

"It was the year when the Eight-Nation Coalition entered the city of Beijing."

Qin Lang could finally be sure that this was a joke that was not ridiculous—if it could still be called a joke. But it's more of a slur.

"If you remember, I was in Beijing at that time, commanding my troops." He affirmed, "I've never heard anything like it." ”

"Neither do we." Chen Tianhua and Bi Yongnian spread their hands at the same time.

"I remember that at that time, Nie Shicheng's mother had been living in his hometown, Hefei."

"That's right."

And after Nie Shicheng died in battle, his mother was raised by one of his subordinates. And last year, she was also rewarded with 1,000 taels of silver from Beijing. ”

"Yes, after Nie Shicheng died, she was raised by Yang Mushi."

"So the news I got is correct, Nie Shicheng's mother is still alive. So, Nie Shicheng's three sons are also alive, right? ”

"You're right, Mr. Qin."

"So, Nie Shicheng's other family members are fine." Qin Lang knocked on the table, "Who can tell me now, what's going on?" ”

Chen Tianhua glanced at Bi Yongnian, and then replied: "That's right, a person with the pen name 'Ghost of the Garden' published an article in an irregularly published magazine called 'Investigation of Military Past' edited by him, mentioning that the Boxers killed all of Nie Shicheng's family, and he himself was injured from behind by the Boxers. ”

"It's a big joke to those who know the inside story." Bi Yongnian continued, "But many people are confused because the article is very true. ”

"I want to read that article." Qin Lang asked.

He had a hunch that the article must have been plagiarized, because something similar had happened before, in the era in which he lived, a reporter surnamed Zhang copied a passage from Les Misérables word for word, then changed the name to Nie Shicheng and his men, and finally published it as a record of "Nie Shicheng's martyrdom" - but even the reporter only claimed that the Boxers had killed Nie Shicheng's mother, and did not implicate his wife and son.

It seems that in this new era, people's creativity has taken another step forward.

Interesting, really, very interesting.

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Note: Nie Shicheng's three sons - the eldest son Ru Kui, the second son Xianfan, and the third son Shuping. Nie Rukui served as the director of the Jilin Provincial Tobacco and Alcohol Monopoly Bureau and the director of the Department of Finance. Nie Xianfan was a celebrity in the Beiyang period, successively serving as the commander of Jiumen, the commander of the infantry of the Beijing Division, the governor of Anhui Province, and so on. Nie Shuping once served as the superintendent of the Reclamation Bureau of Chasui, and then died of illness

PS: Pit Bear definitely wasn't going to appear in this book, but he did make those comments in a forum - and Yi Shui was definitely not angry

PS PS: Of course, the name "Military Past Investigation" is very difficult, but it is only used for a certain magazine of KUSO (to be continued.) )