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The explosion of the White Crane Tower blew up the calm rivers and lakes of Guangzhou.

It's been 20 years, how many hidden grievances have accumulated in the middle? How many ambitious characters are hidden? The answer to this question was finally revealed today.

In the 24 hours after the explosion of the White Crane Tower, there were 145 shootings, 322 cases of wounding people with sharp objects, 133 cases of arson, and countless other petty brawls in the entire city of Guangzhou.

All the gangs are in chaos, the better ones can still manage people, close their doors, and more importantly, the whole gang is in chaos, and no one knows who they will be targeted in the next second.

There are more than 20 bigwigs in Guangzhou City, and after this day, half of them will be reduced.

This drastic change caught those behind the scenes off guard.

According to the police department's first investigation report, the explosion was caused by a large amount of explosives and ammunition, and according to those who controlled the situation, it was only a limited number of forces that could possess so many arms, but the police department's report did not have the slightest clue who did it.

The Guangzhou government had no clues, so it could only passively transfer troops from outside the city and cooperate with all the police in Guangzhou to forcibly stabilize the situation.

In the military and high-level government officials, except for Hong Xing and the people behind Dongxing, the rest of the people were secretly surprised by this explosion.

Everyone is the same, if you see an opportunity to eat meat, why do you want to be vegetarian all the time?

This bombing case is just an introduction, and it has triggered a new round of reshuffle in Guangzhou's rivers and lakes, which is thrilling enough to make the best storyteller talk for three days and three nights.

Xie Niancheng, the initiator of all this, was sipping beer in the window seat of the Black Forest Cafe at the moment, and his face could not show the slightest hint of something earth-shattering.

Xie Niancheng and Mandrian met again, this time Mandrian's face was full of spirit, and he had already received an order to return to China.

Ma Lian's eyes were very complicated when she looked at Xie Niancheng today, and she couldn't believe that it was this polite and even childish teenager in front of her who created a bomb attack.

Men and women think differently, and it is the same case that makes Mandrian's favor for Xie Niancheng increase a few points.

In Manderian's life creed, the phrase "people block and kill" should be ranked first.

No matter what the purpose is, the young Xie in front of him dares to be capable and do such a thing, which shows his courage and ability. It shows that in addition to having a genius mind, he also has a strong ability to act.

A person who has both a genius mind and a strong executive ability is a strong person.

Mandrian was glad that the man he fancied could make such a move.

Mandrian didn't intend to ask about the cause and effect, but just communicated with Xie Niancheng in a friend's tone: "Xie, congratulations, your actions are perfect." ”

"Mr. Manderian, thank you for your generosity."

Needless to ask, Mandrian also knew that the explosion that made the whole city feel the shaking was the explosives and detonators he gave to Xie Niancheng.

Mandrian's invitation to Xie Niancheng today, of course, was not to talk about it.

"Thank you, I invited you here today to tell you that I will go back to Germany tomorrow."

"Oh? Done with everything here? ”

"My arrival in Han was originally a punishment for me...... Thanks to you, thank you, I was able to go back so quickly. When I return to Germany, I will be responsible for the research and manufacture of new weapons and the formation of new troops, do you have any thoughts on the use of these two weapons? ”

Of course, Xie Niancheng knew where the greatest use of these two weapons was.

"Mr. Mandrian, in my vision, tanks should best be used in groups of hundreds or thousands as an assault force to assault the enemy's lines. Coagulation ** is best dropped by airplanes, a large number of planes are thrown intensively, which can completely destroy a city! Or completely wipe out the infantry of the entire area. ”

Xie Niancheng didn't know the mainstream army combat thinking in this era, he just said the use of these two shootable weapons in his memory, and he believed that this should be the correct method.

Mandrian was a military madman, and Xie Niancheng's statement inspired him greatly.

In this era, because there were no tanks, the thinking of land warfare mainly revolved around how to organize the battle front. Since the aircraft has not yet been used in the war, how to use the aircraft is still in the exploration stage. Xie Niancheng's two suggestions, to the ears of a military expert like Mandrian, naturally have the possibility of infinite development and extension.

Seeing Mandrian deep in thought, Xie Niancheng sighed a little.

There is really such a thing as fate between people.

Between men and women, some get along day and night for a few years, and they can't get called. And some people are just a pair of eyes, and they can promise life and death.

The same is true between people of the same sex, some people have lived in the same room for several years, and it is just a general relationship, while some people can stick a knife in each other's ribs after just drinking together once.

Mandrian and Xie Niancheng faintly have a feeling of natural confidant.

Mandrian woke up from his thoughts and raised his glass: "Thanks, you really are a genius. ”

Xie Niancheng saw that he was only proposing a few simple conceptual things, and Mandrian could really gain something, and he was also very emotional, and a sincere smile appeared on his face: "Mr. Mandrian, you are also a genius." ”

Mandrian promised that after he returned to China, he would do his best to help Xie Xinyong and Ye Xiaoqiu in Germany, and when the arrangements were made there, the arms would return to China with Xie Xinyong and Ye Xiaoqiu.

When it was time to leave, Mandrian got up and shook hands with Xie Niancheng: "Xie, after I go back, I can tell Captain William anything, you wait here, he will come in immediately." ”

Xie Niancheng shook his hand vigorously: "Manrian, we will definitely meet again." ”

Mandrian and Marlene came out of the tavern, and a handsome blonde man in his early eights came in at the door.

He walked directly to Xie Niancheng: "You are Mr. Xie, my name is William." "Fluent in Chinese.

Xie Niancheng shook his hand, and the waiter changed the cup.

William began to introduce himself: "I am Mr. Mandryan's squire, you know? I've been with Mr. Mandrian since I was nine years old, so I can represent him in anything. ”

William's situation, Xie Niancheng already knew a rough idea from Mandrian's mouth, this guy is a language genius, and he is also one of Mandrian's many attendants.

William probably knew Xie Niancheng's identity from Mandrian's mouth, and he would not despise the people that Mandrian valued.

As soon as he sat down, he began to discuss the details of everything next with Xie Niancheng, and it was not until he finished his business that he raised his glass: "Xie, I wish us a happy cooperation." ”

Xie Niancheng had a toast with him: "Happy cooperation." ”

By the time Xie Niancheng left the Black Forest Cafe and returned to the Snow Mountain Tavern, it was already a little dark.

With Yao Xiaoxin's one-month efforts, the decoration of the Snow Mountain Tavern has been completed.

Yao Xiaoxin, who has seen countless venues in Shanghai, finally chose a very safe decoration style, neither unconventional nor conservative. In short, no matter who comes in, they will neither be eye-catching nor disgusted.

Diagonally opposite the tavern bar, a small stage was set up according to Xie Niancheng's meaning, and when Xie Niancheng came in from the tavern door, Yao Xiaoxin was auditioning with a few people on the stage.

Seeing Xie Niancheng come in, Yao Xiaoxin came down from the stage with a face full of gratitude.

"Boss, it's all done, and the waiter is also invited, when do you think it's better to open?"

"You can do it."

Xie Niancheng said as he casually found a chair to sit down.

Yao Xiaoxin obediently poured a glass of red wine from the bar.

"Boss, what do you think is the best performance for this stage in our tavern?"

The performance in the tavern can largely determine the quality of business. It is impossible to make much of a name for itself by simply providing an environment for people to drink.

Xie Niancheng is not short of money, so he doesn't plan to engage in some overly commercial performances.

As soon as Yao Xiaoxin asked, he replied, "Let's do an original performance." ”

At that time, Xie Niancheng had played with a few friends in an original small band, and he knew very well how difficult the road taken by those who pursued music before they succeeded.

Xie Niancheng's brain was running fast, and his mouth was gushing: "Xiaoxin, don't you want to sing too?" In this way, I will give you another sum of money, and you can find a suitable place to open a recording studio and register a record company. The tavern has become a base for original performances, and if you meet a good one, you will consider signing it. ”

Yao Xiaoxin was overjoyed when she heard this, she came out to wander for many years, and her biggest wish was two, one was to release a record, and the other was to open her own tavern.

In the blink of an eye, both wishes were going to come true, how could she not be grateful?

Xie Niancheng's arrangement is not entirely to meet Yao Xiaoxin's wishes. If you want to do big things, you can't have a say in the news and public opinion, and entering the industry by opening a record company can be regarded as the next step of idleness, and what kind of effect can it have in the end, let's see.

Yao Xiaoxin agreed, but continued to add wine to Xie Niancheng.

Xie Niancheng asked, "Do you have something to tell me?" ”

Yao Xiaoxin gritted his teeth: "Boss, I want to make a record, can you give me a few songs you wrote?" ”

"What's going on? It's easy, I'll write a few brief scores for you when I go back to the house later, how to arrange them, you can do it yourself, I don't have time. ”

"Good, good, great." Yao Xiaoxin was happy from the bottom of his heart.

As a singer, who doesn't want to get a good song?

Xie Niancheng thought about it, what style of songs do you like to sing?

Yao Xiaoxin said: "I like the tune of "The Moon Represents My Heart", boss, do you still have that kind of song in your hand?" ”

Xie Niancheng laughed, "You wait." ”

Xie Niancheng entered the study, and he was secretly glad that he was a person who liked old songs, so he was very familiar with Teresa Teng's works.

After taking the pen and paper, Xie Niancheng wrote down several songs, such as "Story of a Small Town", "Girl from the South China Sea", "Sweet Honey", "I Only Care About You", "See the Smoke Again", and "On the Water Side".

Yao Xiaoxin didn't fall asleep all night, and kept humming these songs with tears.

Early the next morning, as soon as Xie Niancheng pushed open the door, Yao Xiaoxin was waiting for him with red and swollen eyes, which startled him a lot.

"Boss, you're amazing."

Xie Niancheng was afraid that she would make any more impulsive movements, so he put on the appearance of an elder seeing a junior, and gently patted her shoulder with his hand: "Xiaoxin, you do it well, I believe in you." ”