Chapter 792 The problem of the market is solved by market means

The beaten Limmat and the two entourages didn't want to resist, nor did they want to explain, the problem was that they didn't dare. This guy who looks like a big dog, with about 20 followers, not to mention, everyone still has a short gun. Not to mention that Limmat and the others didn't dare to resist, even Ah Xi, who was following Chen Xie, the first move was to block Chen Xie behind him. In the border of eastern Liaodong, rifled guns are not many among the people, but smoothbore guns are rampant, and almost every household has them.

On average, there is one shooting incident per day, which refers to what is now Liaodong. Chen Xie, who had been quietly watching the scene, had a change in his mentality at this time. At the beginning, Liaodong was initially decided, and the people used firearms to protect themselves, so there were a large number of guns, and now the situation in Liaodong is stable, and it is necessary to strengthen gun control and gradually ban guns. Otherwise, as far as today's incident is concerned, once the gun goes off, it may injure innocent passers-by. There is also the difference in human nature, once some people lose control of their feelings, they will hurt the innocent, and having a gun and not having a gun are two concepts at all. Actions such as today's blatant guns are not necessarily foreigners must be severely punished.

The gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, even if Chen Xie wants to watch, it is impossible, and after the close-fitting Xi and Yue revolver in his hand, he slowly withdrew from the range of the short gun, and then his grim expression was relaxed. The movement that happened here, the driver in the parking lot, and soon a carriage stopped beside Chen Xie, and after the two escorted Chen Xie into the car, it was completely relieved. This carriage is not ordinary, but it is actually lined with steel plates, and even if it is a rifled mini rifle bullet, it will not be able to penetrate the car when it gets close.

"Sir. It's all arranged, so you should wait for the news with peace of mind. Ah Yue said a word outside the car door, and Chen Xie, who was sitting in the car, closed his eyes and rested. There is no intention of opening the curtains of the car and adding a burden to the two personal guards.

In the realm of the Ming Dynasty, there are also different types of ghosts. After naturalization, the ghost will not wear this traditional ghost costume, and there will be no strong smell on the body, and you can smell it if you get a little closer. The reason is naturally the ghost after naturalization, and there are strict requirements for clothing. Hygiene will also be much better. Unlike Europeans of this era, it is normal not to take a bath for a long time.

At first glance, these three people are not planners, but wear traditional European clothes. There is a foul smell that cannot be cleaned off after long-term travel. So when Limmat glanced at Zhang Qing's concubine Xiaoru twice, and the woman pretended to be frightened, ready to make some money to fill the private money, Zhang Qing immediately became angry. Without hesitation, he ordered to clean up these three ghosts.

Interestingly. If it weren't for the three crooked nuts, Zhang Qing wouldn't have dared to attack others at all, it is a common thing to be shot black, and the police from the government are coming, and there is a chance that there will be no good fruit to eat.

People are so weird, after Zhang Qing escaped the last tax inspection, he kept to himself for a while. Catching up with the futures market made a lot of money. The whole mentality has changed again. Liaodong is a place where you can afford it. Everywhere you go, you are looked down upon. Even the people in the government don't care much about ordinary trivial matters, let alone clean up a few ghosts.

After a very beating, Zhang Qing was about to deepen the memory of the three ghosts, when he suddenly found that the expressions of several attendants around him were wrong, and his face was frightened. Looking at the onlookers around again, they have all disappeared. Usually big things, the streets are overcrowded with onlookers, but today it is so quiet. You know, it's a busy area. The sound of footsteps came from behind him, Zhang Qing subconsciously glanced back, and immediately his face changed.

It was not a policeman who came, but a group of people wearing black vertical-collared Tang suits (tunics), all of whom were holding military standard rifles in their hands, and the leader was holding a revolver in his hand, slowly surrounding them from three sides, like a pack of wolves encircling their prey.

"Lay down your arms! Squat with your head in your hands! Violators, shoot and kill! "The voice is cold, the eyes are even colder, and the murderous aura is pervasive, and no one will doubt that these people will really shoot. Zhang Qing was the first to react, holding his head and squatting. He had seen this kind of murderous look before, and these guys looked like they had blood on their hands. Moreover, even if you don't know the standard rifle, you can recognize the revolver, a weapon that only officers wear.

When Zhang Qing squatted on the ground, his first reaction was what did I do recently? Could it be that this new concubine next to him? No, this woman is obviously a thin horse in Yangzhou, and it took 3,000 yuan to win it. Other things have nothing to do with lack of morality, and it definitely doesn't count to beat these three ghosts, could it be that the woolen mill has recently died a North Korean female worker?

When Zhang Qing was puzzled, the people around him obediently squatted down, put down the short gun, and kicked it away with their feet. These entourages are all old fritters in society, their eyes are sharp, they know when to do something, and what they are best at is bullying the soft and fearing the hard.

In the cold and strict order, guns, daggers and other weapons were confiscated, and no one dared to touch them at all. Even the three ghosts who were beaten were searched and did not find the murder weapon. Zhang Qing, who was squatting on the ground, didn't even dare to move, closed his eyes and prayed silently, digging out his mind to think about what he had done recently. As a result, he waited for a long time and didn't make any moves, and when he mustered up the courage to open his eyes and look around, all the men in black were gone, as if nothing had happened just now. At this time, the surroundings quickly returned to normal, and no one cared about the three ghosts, Zhang Qing helped the concubine and immediately ran to the carriage, and the surrounding spectators pointed and pointed, thinking of escaping from this ghost place immediately.

When he found the VIP parking space and opened the door to get on the car, he saw that there were already people seated and smiling, Zhang Qing, the richest man in Shenyang's industrial and commercial circles and chairman of the provincial council, was frightened, and his knees were weak and he knelt.

It's a pity that even if he wants to, he can't kneel, a strong hand holds him up, and a voice comes from his ear: "Go up!" When the entourage behind him saw this scene, they wanted to come up to escort the car, but unfortunately when they saw clearly that it was still a man in black standing at the door of the car, everyone quietly and consciously squatted down with their heads in their hands. I heard a voice: "Stand up for me, don't lose it!" The attendants immediately stood up.

Chen Xie sighed silently, it was obviously unrealistic to continue to wander around, waved his hand, the carriage started, and went to the Zhangjiayuan where he was staying. After Zhang Qing contributed this place, he really didn't think about going back, Chen Xie quietly came to Shenyang and stayed here directly. It can be regarded as playing a role, in fact, Chen Xie doesn't like similar places, and staying in a hotel is more suitable. It's a pity that these people around Chen Xie can't let him stay in a hotel at all, it's not a matter of face, but a safety consideration.

Chen Xie didn't speak, and Zhang Qing didn't dare to speak, until the carriage drove into the gate, and a group of entourages were blocked at the door, Chen Xie smiled and said: "I'm sorry, the people around me made Mr. Zhang frightened for safety reasons." But then again, it doesn't seem appropriate to show the short gun for a trivial matter in trouble. ”

Zhang Qing, who was trembling nervously, immediately weakened when he heard this, and sat down directly to lift it, completely relieved. The feelings are because of this matter, not other sins. Zhang Qing, who had eased his spirits a little, faced Chen Xie's smile, a thought flashed in his mind, and he subconsciously said: "Disturbed the grandfather, the grass people are guilty of death." ”

After speaking, Zhang Qing struggled to kneel up and speak, and at this time the carriage also stopped. Chen Xie put away his smile, looked at him expressionlessly, and said in a light tone: "Don't think too highly of yourself, you haven't disturbed Chen's ability yet." Although he has already become king in Japan, Chen Xie is still reluctant to call himself a widow. Being in a high position may not be a pleasant thing for a person like Chen Xie. The word widow is on the lips all day long, and it is even more boring.

Zhang Qing shuddered suddenly, as if there was something in this, at this time the carriage door opened, and Chen Xie dropped a sentence when he stepped out of the door: "Go back and think about it, don't end up being a fool, death is unknown." ”

Chen Ping stood quietly at the door of the front hall, and when he saw Chen Xie, he stepped forward and bowed: "Father." "The people of the Ming Dynasty are all proud, and they don't look down on the position of the king of Dongying, and the king of Chen Xie, in everyone's opinion, is a position that fools people in Dongying, which has no great practical significance. The position of King Dongying, in the eyes of everyone, is not as good as a local prefect in Liaodong. This is the arrogance of the Celestial Empire, which outsiders cannot understand. Didn't you listen to how it was sung in the play? "What is the way of Fanbang children?"

The dignified grandfather of the Ming Dynasty, renamed the king of Fanbang, that's scolding, right?

"Well, here we are!" Chen Xie nodded and walked unhurriedly to the study, Chen Ping was half a step behind and followed closely.

Entering the garden in the front yard, Chen Xie's pace slowed down, this garden spent a lot of silver, and walked the road of the Jiangnan garden, but in this cold and frozen north, this season seems a little deserted.

"Has it already started?" Chen Xie stood up and turned around to ask, Chen Ping immediately stepped forward and said: "Here it is, today's Liaodong Evening News headline, the full page of the disposal plan for the large-scale warehouse materials of military dependents." According to your instructions, the problems of the market should still be solved by the means of the market. Chen Xie nodded and motioned to continue. Chen Ping continued: "Twenty minutes before the closing, it was officially launched. That's what it means not to give the speculators a way out.

"The securities market needs to be regulated, and similar good things will not happen in the future." Chen Xie looked back at Chen Ping with a smile, but this kid didn't care and said: "Any rule can be achieved overnight, there are no perfect rules in the world, there will always be loopholes." As long as human nature remains the same, there is no fear of not being able to get money from the market. ”

Chen Xie stood and looked up at the sky, today is a good weather, cloudless and skyless.

"Yes! There's always something you can't see! Take your time! Just go in a good direction! (To be continued......)