In the early morning, the sun has just risen.

In the backyard of Chen's Garden, several gunshots rang out.

"Jia Liang, you have good marksmanship with this foreign gun!"

Looking at the target shot ten zhang away, Zhang Renkui applauded his palms and leaned on a black steel guillotine on the side of the table. Although he only entered the park for three days, the current Zhang Renkui has completely disappeared from the past short fight, and one of the rules of the Chen Mansion is to prohibit people who are untidy and shirtless from entering and leaving.

It's just that Zhang Renkui is not used to wearing suits and leather shoes, but the surname Suo has changed to a gray and green long shirt, which is rare in Chen's mansion. This dress, if you go out, you will be surprised if you look at it.

"Uncle Zhang, the gun is practiced, it is more useful than a knife!"

After emptying the two magazines, Zhu Jialiang seemed to show off, with a turn of his hands, the two guns were inserted into the holsters on his waist, although it was only a month's effort, but the results of the hard training at night still appeared, although it could not be pointed at the left eye and not hit the right eye, but there was no problem with the gun on the target.

"The gun is good, and the knife is not bad!"

Although he said this, Zhang Renkui looked at the more than ten short guns on the table.

"Master, if you can follow the young master with a big guillotine, follow the young master, you still have to be like Brother Liang, don't carry a foreign gun!"

Pulling the bolt, listening to the crisp sound of the bullet loading, Lu Guozheng even felt his heart skip a beat, when he attacked Dongjiaomin Lane with his master in the capital, the brothers and sisters died under the foreign guns, and since then, he has dreamed of getting a gun all day long.

"Uncle Zhang, you and Brother Guozheng are practicing first, I'll go and see if the young master has any arrangements today!"

However, when he was leaving, he took out the two guns from his waist, withdrew the empty magazine, and replaced them with two live magazines before leaving the back garden.

After Zhu Jialiang left, he looked at the dozen or so short guns on the table, as well as the target next to the wall of the high-sandbag of outsiders, and looked back at the apprentice who was loading the empty magazine.

"Guozheng, practice guns well, you followed the master to learn martial arts at the age of sixteen, and it has been nearly ten years now, originally the master thought that we would go to Beijing to fight foreign devils, and we could find a good background for you, but who would have thought ...... The young master's family has a big business, and I won't treat you badly here! ”

When he took more than 30 apprentices into the Boxer Rebellion, only seven apprentices survived to the south, and after defecting to Xu Baoshan, six of the seven apprentices lost their surnames, leaving only such an apprentice, thinking of helping him find a career.

"Master, the state politics has bothered you a lot!"

As soon as Lu Guozheng heard the master say this, in fact, he came to the Chen family the day before yesterday, and he encouraged the master to come, and since that day in the hotel, he saw the young master pay for the pie, and he recognized that this young master Chen will not be simple in the future.

"Guozheng, your kid's eyelids are better than the master!"

took a gun from the table, and compared it to the three points and one line taught by the Zhu family, Zhang Renkui sighed, looking at this high-walled compound, from now on, the life of himself and the national government will be handed over to the Chen family.

Lin Yuqing pushed the door and walked into the study, as the oldest member of the Chen Mansion's "qualifications", in addition to the fact that he always thought that in addition to the third master, the young master's most trusted thing was himself, and from the same point of view, no one in the Chen Mansion would doubt that this young master, who was only seventeen years old, won the trust of the young master, and after entering the study, he held a few newspapers in one hand and a stack of letters in the other, and handed the letter to the young master first.

Chen Moran glanced at these letters from different places casually, most of these letters were invitations sent by so-called well-known people, in the past few days, he had participated in the boring balls and banquets, one of which was charming, sprinkled with perfume, attracted his attention, opened the envelope, and scanned the contents of the letter.

"Fox Western Restaurant, 10 a.m."

The content of the letter is very simple, and the simplicity is incredible.

But what really attracted was a note written in the King's Hotel note, looking at the handwriting and name on it, Chen Moran couldn't help but think of the gorgeous intimacy of that night. Originally, I was still thinking about how to find this woman, but I didn't expect that now she took the initiative to send it to the door.

In fact, after separating from this woman named Catherine that day, Chen Moran thought most of it was not her almost perfect body, nor that face, but her bank, and later he asked people to inquire about it, the headquarters of Huisheng Bank is nominally located in the United Kingdom, in fact, like many foreign banks in China, it is only registered in the United Kingdom, and then uses China as its business center.

But the bank's former chairman was clearly different from other small bankers, having branches not only in Shanghai, Jinling, Wuchang, Tianjin, and Hong Kong, but also in Singapore, Mumbai, London, and even New York. Despite the fact that the registered capital of Huisheng Bank is only 2 million pounds, he has successfully established a banking network.

Because of this, in the past forty days or so, Chen Moran has been thinking about how to make this woman and her bank serve him, and now the opportunity has come.

"Yu Qing, who sent the letter!"

"These letters were sent by the postman, and this one was delivered by the porter alone in the morning, saying that it was left by a stranger."

"Oh!"

Looking at the letter in his hand and the note he left behind, Chen Moran replied softly.

"When will the young master have breakfast?"

"What time is it?"

"It's eight o'clock."

"Well, let's get the kitchen ready, and we'll eat it at half-past eight. Let's go to the factory in the afternoon! ”

Chen Moran looked at the notepad on the table.

"Young master, besides, Miss Ressa asked if there was anything else to buy today?"

As the young master's side, in this family, Lin Yuqing plays the role of not a housekeeper, but better than a housekeeper, at least as one of the young master's closest followers, even the housekeeper Ruisha has to pass on many things through Lin Yuqing.

"I don't have many cigars left, let her buy a few boxes and come back, and, let Jialiang come over!"

After Lin Yuqing exited the room. Chen Moran leaned back on the bench, turned the first few pages of a few sheets of paper, and then carefully read the newspaper, reading the newspaper is a habit that has only recently been formed, although there are not many Chinese newspapers in Shanghai, but it is enough for him to understand this era, throw off the newspapers one by one, Chen Moran said to himself.

"These newspapers are really not interesting."

The newspapers of this era did not seem to have much appeal, either speculation and anxiety about the current situation in the north, or some local news in Shanghai, in addition to some overseas news that had long since expired.

"Young Master! You call me? ”

Entering the dining room, looking at the young master who was having breakfast, Zhu Jialiang stood aside respectfully.

"Jialiang, it's all a family, don't be so polite, sit down!"

"Young master, the etiquette must not be abolished!"

Hearing this, Chen Moran even looked up at him, almost not believing that the words came out of his mouth.

"You family beam, when did you have these things!"

The young master's words made Zhu Jialiang smile and scratch his head.

"I can't hide it from you, young master, it's Brother Qing who said, in this garden, it's no better than in the factory, and you have to abide by the rules here!"

"Don't talk about that! Sit down for me! You stand and talk like that, young master, I don't feel well! ”

Chen Moran waved his hand and asked him to sit down.

"Jialiang, you have been with Renkui and Guozheng these days, what do you think of the two of them!"

Zhu Jialiang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed again.

"Young Master, Brother Qing said, you will definitely ask that!"

"Oh, what did A-Qing say?"

Brother Qing said, wait and see slowly! Guozheng looks honest, but he can live with his heart, and I also mean this, Guozheng is the kind of person my father said that people live more than faces, and they have to look at it slowly. Brother Qing said that Uncle Zhang is the elder of the big characters of the Qing Gang, and he is also a face-saving person in the city, so I am afraid that he will not stay in our house for long! ”

"Hmmm! This Ah Qing! ”

Chen Moran smiled and nodded, although Yu Qing said that he was not old enough to do things, he seemed to be more sophisticated, these words could have been said to himself personally, but he had mentioned them to Zhu Jialiang, he must have guessed that he would ask Jialiang.

"Jialiang, you let Shunzi get off the car, let's go out in the morning, and, tell A-Qing, if Weiyang comes back, let him wait for me at home."